Author: Prairie_Grass
Ao3
Additional Tags: Dubious Consent,Mating Bond,SomnophiliaKnotting,Loss of Virginity,characters who are unaware of their actions,five times ficsort ofPost Season 2ish,Minor Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall,the sheriff is a canny dudeand trolling everyone,BAMF Stiles,Accidental Bonding,Self-Lubrication(but no mpreg)
Word's: 30,771
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Summary;
Wherein an ill-advised floral arrangement leads to a whole new definition of obliviousness, accidental mate-bonds, and far more sex and tropes than one fic really needs.
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Five times Derek and Stiles didn’t notice how close they were (literally) and then a whole bunch of times when they did...
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Possibly everything would have been fine. No really, there was a real chance that their plan for ‘some sex then no special magic sex’ might have worked, but then Derek went and complicated things.
They were lying in Derek's bed, naked. Isaac and Peter were thankfully out for the day. Stiles had discovered that he really enjoyed the whole post-sex naked times. It was a surprisingly sexy time. Like, you've had the sex, so youknow the other person finds you hot enough to bone, and you get to lie around and luxuriate in your sweaty, sticky victorious hotness. It was good for the ego. Derek was lying with his head on Stiles' stomach, stroking the skin there.
“I really don't want to know what's going through your head when you do that,” Stiles said.
Derek looked up at him, his eyes were red and he had an insufferably smug look on his face. Stiles rolled his eyes. “If you start singing 'This Land is My Land,' I am going to punch you in the face.”
Derek raised an eyebrow.
“Okay fine,” Stiles said, “you would never do that, but I can tell that's what you're thinking.”
Derek just shrugged, still looking unnecessarily pleased with himself. Stiles reached down to stroke his thumb across one of those impressive eyebrows and Derek’s eyes slipped shut.
“Hey, I been meaning to ask you about this; do werewolves have permanently set territory, or does it move with you wherever you go?”
Derek opened his eyes, they were back to their normal color. “It's a bit of both. Alphas can carve out new territory when they move, but it takes a long time. I guess it’s a bit like… your energy soaks into a place. In the same way – you can leave a place and it will still be your territory. It takes just as long, if not longer, for a place to lose its memory of you.”
“That sounds confusing.”
Derek paused, he looked kind of uncertain. “I can show you, if you want?”
Stiles looked up from where he'd been tracing the curve of Derek's ear with his finger. “What? Really?”
Stiles drove them both out to the Preserve, (Stiles had vetoed the Camaro – he didn't want to deal with getting a boner after just coming three times on Derek's knot that morning. Three times. The thing was like God's gift to the universe). Derek gave him instructions until they were deeper into the preserve than Stiles would normally go - where the open woods started to give way to solid, impenetrable forest. After that they parked and walked until they came to a line of trees that were big, healthy and thick with foliage.
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Sterek // One-Shots
FanfictionBe ready for some Smutty and Fluffy One-Shots, I do not own any these stories that are marked with an author, all credit goes to amazing authors to which have written the work(I usually get them from ao3)
