Teen wolf x reader smut and fluff

Derek Hale smut

"This is unacceptable!" A tall, black haired guy shouted, punching the wall next to him and drilling a hole in it. "What has gotten into you last night? You could have hurt yourself!"

"Oh for goodness' sake, Derek." You roared, rolling your eyes and making him stop to glare at you, stunned. "You don't have to make fuss about me helping Isaac. I was around. I helped him. Deal with it!"

"I know, I know. Still... You are my anchor!" He knitted his brows, frowning. "You shouldn't be going around and calming my betas down. That's not your job."

"Yeah, I'm aware it's not." A sigh left your lips, whilst you crossed your arms, leaning against a mahogany wooden desk. "But Isaac is my friend, if you don't remember."

"I do."

"Then what is this about? Jealousy?"

"Perhaps... Fine, it is. I'm insanely jealous of you." He allowed his shoulders to fall during his confession. "I'm sorry, Y/N. It's just... I love you so damn much! It pains me to think one day you may wake up and finally realise I'm a monster. I know you'll leave me eventually. I don't know if I can withstand​ that."

Upon hearing his touching speech, your face softened, quickly abandoning its angered traits. There was no way you could stay mad at him for long; however, although you understood, it did not mean you would permit this kind of jealousy. Derek Hale had been your boyfriend for nearly two years now! He should know better than attack, and threaten, his own beta because you got Lahey under control when he flipped during the lacrosse game last night. It was not a big deal. Anyone would have done the same, you were just the lucky one who happened to be around at the time.

"Derek, don't ever doubt my love for you." Moving towards him, you got hold of his bearded cheeks and gently stroke them, staring deep into those beautiful green eyes. "Plus, I could never see you anything else than the man I love, which means you are sort of stuck with me. For life."

Wearing his best smile, he grasped your shoulders, pulling you closer and devouring your lips with his in a loving kiss. Your hands crawled throughout his arms, feeling the warmth of his skin until they linked behind his neck, glueing your bodies together. The dark haired man chuckled, lowering his touch until it reached your backside. There, he gave you a firm squeeze.

A silky moan left your lips.

"You really don't know what that sound does to me." Derek muttered, scattering sloppy open-mouthed kisses on your collarbone, whilst your head was thrown back. "Actually, you don't know what you do to me."

"Yeah? What do I do?" Your bottom lip was strategically locked between your teeth while you gave him a lustful look. "Tell me, babe."

"You drive me crazy, Y/N." He whispered, in a hoarse voice, slowly getting down on his knees. "You make me want to take off all your clothes just so I can see what's hidden underneath. You make me want to savour your body, use my tongue to please you in ways you have never imagined-"

Yet, before Hale could continue teasing you by telling the things he would do to you, two solid knocks broke the moment. His grip on your hips tightened as he growled, angrily.

"What?"

"Derek, we need to talk." Surprisingly, the voice belonged to Scott McCall and it did sound nervous. "It's important."

"Later." Your boyfriend mumbled, sucking the skin of your lower belly. "I have business to solve."

"Come on!" This time Stiles pleaded, seeming just as uneasy as Scott. "It's about the werepanther, we think we might have a clue on who it is."

With an exhale, you leant in to peck Hale's lips and, afterwards, moved away from him, going straight to the door. Once the two clumsy boys saw you, they suddenly comprehended why the sour wolf was so reluctant on talking to them; there was no person in the world who liked to be interrupted in such private moments.

You chuckled, finding their confused, scared faces amusing, then, right after giving them a warm, assuring smile, you glanced over your shoulder, towards where Derek stood.

"I'll wait five minutes, if you're late, I'll start without you."

In the way to your bedroom, you were still able to hear his mad yells, which provoked a wave of laughter. It was good to mess with Derek, for he easily loses his temper. Especially when you bring the teasing card.

Sitting on the corner of your bed, kicking off your jeans and shoes whilst getting rid of your black tank top, you thought that, from now on, whenever your boyfriend had a bad behaviour involving his crazy jealousy, you would use this technique to punish him.

And, God, this going to be fun, you thought​, giggling one last time, lying against the soft mattress to await for your loving boyfriend to come and fulfill the promises he made earlier.