Thousand Years

Chapter 5

Sexual activities in this chapter

3rd person pov
    "When did you become an alpha?" Derek asked, getting up off of the floor.
    "I didn't." Stiles answered, leaving the pack confused.  "What are you?" Scott questioned, walking up threateningly. Klaus stepped in front of his family and flashed his eyes. "You don't come near my family," Klaus threatened.
    Everyone gasped. "How are you family, and what are you," Isaac yelled. "We don't need to tell you anything. You aren't my pack, and we aren't staying here for long." Stiles said, walking out with a crying Shioh on his hip. Klaus glared at the pack and then followed his lover and child out.
    When Klaus, Stiles, and Shioh got to their house, the first thing Stiles did was run inside and put his stuff up and put Shioh to bed.
    Stiles collapsed on the bed and looked at Klaus who walked into the room. Klaus took off his shirt and pants and layed in the bed next to Stiles. Stiles looked at Klaus and kissed him, Klaus kissed him back but moved away and moved overtop of Stiles. "Why didn't you tell me about Shioh," Klaus asked. Stiles frowned but looked Klaus in the eyes and answered truthfully. "I was afraid of what you would do, what you would say," Stiles said. Klaus took Stiles shirt and pants off in a casual, non-sexual manner as he continued to speak to Stiles. "Do you know what the first thought that came to my mind when I heard that beautiful little boy call you mom? I thought that you didn't love me anymore and that some guy had impregnated you or you adopted or you fell in love with a girl." Klaus said as he took Stiles underwear off in a rough manner that made Stiles both fear and anticipate on what was about to happen. "It made me scared." Klaus said, looking Stiles straight in the eyes as he shoved a finger inside of him.
    Stiles arched his back and held onto Klaus as he roughly thrusted and twisted his finger inside of Stiles. "I thought you were hurt." Klaus said, adding another finger, making Stiles claw at Klaus' back as he gasped and moaned.
    Klaus had never been rough, or forceful during sex. This was a change, and Stiles liked it.
    "Thought you were stolen." Klaus growled out, adding a third finger through Stiles beyond tight ring of muscle.
    Stiles screamed out a little as he was stretched more than ever through three years. "Kl-Klaus!" Stiles manged to get out.
    "Don't ever even think about doing that again." Klaus whispered into Stiles ear as he thrust inside of Stiles.
    Stiles screamed at the top of his lungs and moaned and gasped as Klaus pounded him into the bed.
    "Klaus! Oh my god! Yes! Oh yes!" Stiles screamed as the pleasure he has been deprived of for years found him.
    Stiles' heart stopped and his back arched completely off the bed as Klaus slammed into his body harder than he has ever before. "Oh, shit! Fuck!" Stiles screamed as he was pounded into oblivion. "Stop! It's too much!" Stiles screamed, going insane from the pleasure.
    "This is what you've wanted for so long, isn't it? What you've been begging me for?" Klaus asked, pounding a little harder. Stiles screamed as he came harder than ever before.
    Klaus groaned as he came but only flipped Stiles over and started pounding into him again. "No! It's too much! H-how?" Stiles screamed out as he felt his arms give out, making him scream even louder as Klaus went deeper. He had never known Klaus could do more than one orgasm.
    After what felt like hours of being fucked into death, Klaus came again and pulled out. "I think you've had enough for one day. But if you ever do this again, you won't be getting off the hook." Stiles moaned in response. Klaus pulled Stiles to his chest and Stiles fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

                  "History is who we are and why we are the way we are."
                           ~David McCullough