Stiles' Eyes | Sterek

Hunters.

So this is now a short story. I'm gonna put a smut warning here and this stays for every chapter cause idk when I'll write it or if it will be any good. Sorry if there's any like clichés or anything. But yeah, enjoy ;)
~FRT

[Stiles]
I ran my fingers along Derek's bare back while he slept, occasionally smelling him because his smell was intoxicating. I did it for a few minutes before he began to stir.

"Well hey there," he said, his voice hoarse from sleep. He turned over so he could face me.

"Hey," I replied, smiling at my mate. Derek wrapped his arms around my and pulled me closer, my head found comfort in the crook of his neck.

"So Mr. Alpha Werewolf, how's the supernatural world treating you?" he asked, a hint of amusement lined his voice.

"Hmm. It seems pretty good to me, I mean who wouldn't want a hot, buff werwolf as their mate," I muttered, smirking slightly.

"Did you just call me hot? And buff?" he asked, shocked.

"No, I called you a dirty peasant," I answered, sarcasm obvious.

"You called me hot and buff," he stated. I furrowed my eyebrows, forgetting he couldn't see me.

"Okay Sherlock, got a problem with it?" I asked,

"No, I just didn't expect it," he answered. I hummed in response and nibbled along his collarbone leaving small marks as I went, only for them to disappear a minute later. "You know that doesn't work on werewolves, right?" Derek asked, his voice low.

"Wanted to give it a shot," I admitted, moving my head to be at eye-level with the beta in front of me. I was about to lean in to kiss him but stopped, thinking of something. "Since I'm an alpha and you're a beta, does that mean you have to submit to me?" I asked, smirking. Derek grunted.

"It does," he answered with a blank expression.

"That's kind of," I muttered and then pecked his lips, biting his bottom lip slightly. "Kinky," I finished, smirking. Derek hungrily smashed his lips onto mine.

"You can't do that to me," he whispered when we broke, "talk like that," he added before returning his lips to mine. I licked his bottom lip, asking for entrance which he instantly granted. Our tongues fought for dominance, mine won. Alpha Stiles: 1. Beta Derek: 0. I smirked into the kiss at the score. Derek took the opportunity to try and take control but I didn't let him. I turned over so I was straddling him. I broke removed my lips from his and began kissing down his neck and to his chest. Once I reached the waistband of his boxers, I smirked and pulled them down. He gasped at the cool air. My smirked widened once my mouth reached the tip of his -erect- dick. I look up to him and and stared back at me, I could smell the arousal.

"Enjoying yourself sourwolf?" I teased, he groaned and broke our eye contact.

"Stiles, just do something," he pleaded. I nodded and wrapped my lips around his erection. I teased the tip with my tongue before taking the whole of his length in my mouth. I started to move my head up and down, causing Derek to thrust his hips, the tip of his dick hitting the back of my throat. He was currently a moaning. How-" he cut himself off with a moan, "can you do that without gagging?" he added. I removed my mouth from his dick to answer him.

"Beginners luck," I offered before returning my mouth to his length.

"You haven't-" he cut homely off once again. I removed my mouth once again.

"I've never given a guy a blowjob," I told him before continuing my assault on his dick. I sped up when I felt him tense underneath me.