Sterek one-shots

I Want To Top

Derek froze as soon as the words escaped Stiles' mouth. It wasn't that he didn't want to give the boy his request but that he was terrified too. (Not that he'd ever admit that to anyone).

"What?" Derek choked out, turning to face the younger boy.

"I want to top." Stiles said confidently. "Just this once. I want to try it."

Derek stared at him for a solid minute, Stiles shifting uncomfortably under his gaze. He gave the younger boy a curt nod, rubbed his hand over his face, and tossed the bottle of lube in his hand onto the bed.

"Is that a yes?" Stiles asked excitedly.

Derek sighed. "Yeah. Whatever."

Stiles squealed not noticing the change in Derek's mood. The wolf wasn't upset, just nervous. He's never been in this position. He wasn't quite sure how to feel about all of it.

Stiles didn't hesitate to pull Derek down next to him and pull the others shirt over his head. Derek let Stiles push him down, the kissing relaxed him, and he almost forgot how everything was going this time. He watched Stiles pull off his own shirt quickly starting on Derek's sweatpants, pulling them off along with his boxers before doing the same to himself.

The moan that came of out Derek's mouth was almost inhumane as Stiles licked up the underside of his hard cock. "Fuck." He muttered when Stiles took his full length in his mouth.

But Stiles was more than excited to move a little further down south pulling Derek out of his euphoria and shocking him back into reality.

'That's not where you should be.' Derek thought to himself feeling Stiles' mouth on his ass.

'Fuck, no. I'm a grown as man. I can do this. It's fine.'

'And now he's using fingers. Fuck. I was definitely not ready for that.'

Derek relaxed himself finally warming up to the feeling of Stiles' finger being knuckle deep in his ass when Stiles' stepped it up another notch adding another finger.

'Two? Already? Fuck, is this how it's supposed to feel or are your bony little fingers just pounding a little more aggressively than necessary?'

This went on longer than Derek thought it normally did when he was topping, and maybe it did, but the overwhelming nervousness that was bubbling throughout his body wasn't helping anything either.

'Oh, thank god he's done.'

Stiles looked up at him. "You okay?"

"Hmm, yeah. I'm good."

"You sure?" Stiles asked.

"Yes. Great. Just do what you're doing."

Derek heard the lube bottle open with a 'pop' and felt himself tense for a second. Stiles was too focused on lathering himself in lube that he didn't even notice.

"Are you sure?" Stiles asked one more time.

Derek laughed. "Just fuck me Stiles."

The other smiled, pushing slowly into the older male, he let out a long moan.

'What the hell was I thinking? Why did I let him do this? Fuck. Get more lube, Stiles. Get all of the lube.'

"Fuck, you're so tight." Stiles moaned.

Derek felt his cock twitch watching Stiles' pleasured face. Stiles slowly started moving his hips back and forth grabbing onto the others cock matching his arm movement with his thrust.

'I guess this isn't so bad. Especially when he's jerking me off. Okay, it's good but go slow.' Derek thought somehow hoping Stiles would get the message without him having to say it out loud.

'Oh my god. What if I shit? Fuck, I've heard of that happening to people. Great, if that happens I'll lose my boyfriend and my dignity.'

Stiles gradually sped up letting out moans that got louder the faster he moved.

'Is it supposed to feel like this? I mean, it's not as bad as I thought.' Derek thought. 'Ha! Just kidding, I don't like that. Slow down a little. I get you're excited but take it easy.'

Derek grabbed onto Stiles' arm getting the boys attention. "Sorry!" Stiles quickly slowed down a bit. "Is that better?"

Derek nodded letting go of Stiles arms and continued watching Stiles lose himself in ecstasy. Stiles finally managed to hit Derek's prostate causing a loud moan to come from the older male. He smirked making sure to hit it every time.

'Oh, fuck. Never mind. Fuck, that feels so good.'

Stiles sped up his pace, hand still stroking Derek, moans filling the room. He was so happy being able to see Derek like this, he loved it. He felt himself reaching his climax shooting inside of the other just before Derek shot all over the both of them.

"Fuck, Derek." Stiles moaned. He continued rocking his hips slowly riding out the high before pulling out of Derek.

'My asshole will never feel the same again.'

Stiles laughed laying down on top of the other. "Probably not."

It took Derek a second to realize he had said that out loud, mentally shaking it off, and wrapping his arms around Stiles.

"I love you, Derek." Stiles said tiredly against his chest.

Derek smiled. "I love you too, Stiles."

So, this was kind of smutty. It's short too. But, I dunno. I thought of this and well here it is. I have to go to work soon. Shoot me. Thanks.