Stale Hale's Teen Wolf Fan Art Drabbles

Wolves Don't Wear Pants (Sterek)

Stiles sits down in the house as he watches Derek run around as his wolf. Stiles wonders if this is some form of training but he doesn't say anything to them as he watches him move around the house. "Is this training?" Stiles asks him, looking at him while he hums to himself. Derek makes a noise at him, not really answering him as he leaves him alone, and Stiles laughs as he trots off. "Aww. Did I hurt your feelings?" Stiles coos as he reaches over to pet him gently. Derek barks as he looks at him and Stiles laughs quietly.

Derek watches him for a second before he shifts back, and he stretches out his bones. It always feels weird when he shifts back after being a wolf, and he turns to look at Stiles.
"What is it?" Derek asks him, looking at Stiles. Stiles is looking directly at Derek's eyes, it's kinda weirding him out since Stiles is usually looking at him everywhere at once. "Stiles?" Derek asks him, scratching his chest with his hand.

"Is this going to happen every time you shift?" Stiles asks him, gesturing to all of him. Derek raises an eyebrow at him as he crosses his hand over his chest. "Not that it's not a problem for me. I just want to make sure that you're okay with it." Stiles adds on, and Derek shakes his head as he looks at him.

"Yeah, it's like this. Wolves don't wear clothes. They don't have pants to wear and I'm not carrying them around." Derek tells him, and Stiles ends up staring at his cock. Derek huffs as he snaps in front of his eyes, and Stiles jumps as he looks at him. "You've seen my dick before. Stop staring at it like it's magic." Derek snorts, and Stiles laughs as he walks over.

"Just let me. Yeah, this is nice." Stiles says, combing his fingers through Derek's pubic hair. Derek sighs loudly as he lets him do it a few times before he slaps his hand away. "Don't ruin my fun." Stiles adds on, stroking his dick once before he drops his hands. "Okay, dicks aside. Your shift is getting better. I didn't hear as many bones cracking as I did the first few times you did it." Stiles says, and Derek nods his head as he looks at him.

"Thanks. I try." Derek tells him, shrugging.

"Great. Turn around and show me your ass." Stiles says, and Derek sighs in annoyance but does. Stiles laughs as he rubs his ass. "Yes, this is definitely working for me." Stiles says, nodding his head as he watches him. "I love you and your fuzzy ass." Stiles says. "Sit in lap." Stiles says, laughing as he drags Stiles into his lap. Derek allows himself to be put on his boyfriend's lap. Stiles hugs him tightly as he wraps his arms around him, and he rests his hands on Derek's thighs. "This is definitely working for me." Stiles sighs.

"You're so weird." Derek sighs, looking at him. "Now I want to wear pants." Derek says, and Stiles looks at him like he's personally offended by the thought.

"No, wolves don't need pants." Stiles sighs, hugging him tightly. All Derek does is roll his eyes.

Requested by: DerekhalesMate
Artist: I can't read the watermark.