I don't lack imagination #STEREK

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A/N The song in the fanfiction is "I don't lack imagination" by E^ST

"You were greater than magic,

From far, far away,"

It was a hot spring day. The sun was brightly shining in cloudless, blue sky. In the clearing, surrounded by trees, not far away from renovated Hale house, 6 werewolves, a hunter and a banashee were training, while I, Stiles Stilinski, the only human in the pack (I don't consider banashee and werelwolf hunter a human beings), was sitting in tree shadow watching them. Right now, Derek (the alpha) and Jackson (one of the betas) were fighting, while other werewolves were taking a break and healing their wounds. Lydia, the banashee, was training with Allison (the hunter) in archery. I would have joined the girls, but one sourwolf, named Derek Hale, wouldn't allow it to happen, so now I am dying from boredom, laying against the tree.

I was watching how Derek and Jackson were training, trying not to look like a predator, drooling over Derek's body, and by the way, who wouldn't, when Scott came to me.

"Hey, buddy," he greeted me. I nodded, acknowledging his pressence, but without breaking my eyes from Derek's muscles. Scott sat next to me on the grass.

"You are still obsessed?" Scott asked, now looking in the same direction I am facing. I immediatly tore my eyes away from scene and looked at Scott with terrified expresion on my face.

"Could you not? He could have heard what we are talking!" I shushed him. Scott only laughted.

"You know," I said after Scott's laughter died down, "it's not a crush or love or something like that, but I am sure, if he would ever ask to sleep with me, I would definetly say yes. And other thing I am sure about - he has a Greek God body and no one could argue with me about that."

"Whatever you say," Scott said putting up his arms in defeat.

"The pack training is over, everybody is dismissed," Derek said after taking down Jackson. Well, it's my clue to return to my empty house and go to my room to jerk off of new images of Derek taking me. I already got up from my place on the grass and turned to leave, when a voice stopped me.

"Not you, Stiles, Derek said in his usual deep, gruff, sexy voice. I would have came from only hearing his voice saying my name. Not now, it seems something important. Focus on the task, not a shirtless Derek behind you.

I turned around: "Well, what, oh so mighty alpha Hale, wants from me?" I asked sarcastly. Derek ignored my question, instead, he turned around and started to walk to the house. I quickly followed him.

"Guess I was being dramatic,

You are not really that great,"

As soon as front door of the house closed behind me, I was pushed against it by the same greek god body.

"You think I haven't noticed how you look at me?" Derek whispered in my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. One of his hands, which were pushing me by my shoulders into hardwood door, went down to my pants. He started to stroke my d!ck, still pushing my body flush against the door.

"I see everything, do you understand?" he stated and then started to attach my neck with his lips. I let out low moan.

"Derek," I panted out after a while, "I am coming!" I screamed while splashing my seemen in my boxers.

"Good," with that, he turned around and went futher in his house. I was left alone.

A few minutes later I finally regained my balance and went out of the house to my Jeep.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 12, 2018 ⏰

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