Derek Hale Imagines

Pregnancy Sex

Warnings: smutty fluff

"God your chemo signals are amazing." Derek groaned as he slowly pulled you to lean back as he kissed you.

"Derek, this is the fourth time you've said that in the last five minutes." You chuckled as he growled and kissed you before groaning and nibbling into your neck.

"You don't understand how amazing it smells, you're scented and it's my scent and it gets stronger and stronger and you're all mine." He groaned and rolled over so you could sit on his chest, reminding you of a cat who'd had a sniff of cat nip.

"Derek!" You squealed as he growled and rolled the two of you again, carefully setting you under him. He grunted and kissed you patiently as he lifted you up in his arms.

"We should stop." He said suddenly and stood up, leaving you confused and a little frustrated as he grabbed his shirt and his jacket.

"I don't know what is going on with him." You sighed and flailed your arms as Stiles watched you pace his room.

"I don't know how you got in here." He whispered and jumped back in his wheelie chair when you glared at him.

"I mean he is all over me and then he suddenly freaks out... am I ugly?" You asked and Stiles' eyes widened as he winced and shook his head, trying to figure out what answer would rid him of the angry pregnant werewolf in front of him.

"Yes... no... maybe... yes?" He offered and you started to walk the room again.

"I love Derek but I don't know what's wrong and he won't talk to me so you're going to." You turned on Stiles who made a small shriek as you backed his chair against the wall.

"Me, like you understand that I'm small and human right, I'm pretty sure you could kick Peter's ass while taking over the world at the same time, why can't you do it?" Stiles yelped and you glowered at him.

"Talk to the Alpha or I will rip your throat out." You growled.

"With your teeth, I know, what is it with you werewolf's... so violent." He almost fell over as you snapped your teeth when he started making his way out of the room.

"You sent Stiles to talk to me." Derek grumbled as you made your way into the penthouse.

"Yeah I was worried and you seem to like Stiles... I do to but don't tell anyone." You huffed and Derek nodded with a hum of agreement.

"I don't want to hurt you... either of you." Derek sighed after a long silence.

"Derek, you won't." You sighed and cupped his face as he ran his hand over your stomach.

"I couldn't forgive myself if I did." He hummed and buried his head in the crook of your neck, moaning as he inhaled the scent you were giving off.

"Come here." You sighed and pulled Derek towards the bed, laying down and pulling him down to you.

"(Y/N) ..." Derek stared but a happy rumble erupted from him as you stroked your hands through his hair and cut him off.

"You're over thinking, you're a born wolf and an alpha, just let instinct take over." You soothed and he smiled as he placed a hand either side of your head and slowly lent down to kiss you.

"You're amazing." He hummed as he happy rumble vibrated through him.