The Hale Pack

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Stiles slowly came awake. He was warm. So warm. And something heavy was ontop of him.

Blinking and rubbing the sleep from his eyes he heard soft snoring that sounded more like soft growling.

Looking down he saw the source. Derek. Derek was... wait what?

Stiles took in his very new situation. He was under the covers of ... of Derek's bed, while Derek was ontop of the covers and he was practically laying across Stiles stomach. Derek was in a pair of jeans and nothing else. He was laying on his front and his tattoo was on full display for Stiles to see the Triskelion placed between his shoulder blades high on his back.

Stiles swallowed and checked himself. He was his stud muffin shirt and sweats. He remembered blurrily how hed gotten them on and then everything started to get blurrier.

Stiles was about to try to untangle himself from the alpha that had obviously fallen asleep on accident on top of him but Derek made a small noise.

His head turned and nuzzled into Stiles stomach. This caused Stiles vision to turn hot as his body tensed under Derek.

His abdominal muscles contracted and he blushed as he was frozen.

Derek started to growl a little louder and rub his face more into his stomach. Stiles vision caught fire and he took a stuttering breath.

As Derek opened his mouth he started mawing at Stiles stomach gently.

"Ahhnnn..."Stiles shuddered and gasped.

Suddenly Derek jolted awake and was fully wolfed out as he crouched over Stiles and protected him from whatever made him make that noise. Growling deep in his chest as he bared his fangs.

Stiles put his hand over his crotch and turned his face away as he tried to get his breath and vision under control.

Finally Derek looked down at him and took a deep inhale. Those red eyes turned impossibly brighter.

Derek shifted back into his human form and was suddenly off the bed. He flipped the light on and pulled his hanely shirt on. "You fell asleep in here. I didn't want to wake you. You needed to rest." He stated matter of factly.

Stiles blushed as he sat up slowly and ran his fingers through his hair. "Uh... thanks." Stiles looked around seeing that Derek's room was barely touched. The bed was the only piece of furniture in here. It smelled heavily of sandal wood ceder and musk mixed with leather.

The scent was soothing.

"How are you feeling now?" Derek stood only a few feet away as Stiles slowly got to his feet.

"Better actually..." Stiles did feel better. His body felt well rested and this was the first time in years that he woke up without pain.

"Good." Derek's eyes were still red. Like he couldn't get them to turn back as he looked to Stiles.

Stiles was trying to get his own eyes to relax and shift back into soft warm brown as he was also trying to get the ache in his abs to relax.

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