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Stiles cursed, heart pounding as he cupped his stomach. Panting as he ran, he stumbled through the woods, knowing it was just a matter of time before the were chasing after him caught up.

He had just been wandering aimlessly when the alpha demanded to know what he was doing in his territory. The blond had then started stomping toward him smelling of rage. So naturally, he ran.

He couldn't run anymore now, yelping as he was roughly grabbed. He was turned and half dragged, half frog-marched through the preserve toward a huge house he Hadn't seen before.

Derek sat his desk, looking over paperwork he needed to fill out and other things he needed to do as the Alpha werewolf of his pack. 

He was interrupted when one of his betas informed him that one of the Alphas on patrol had found someone on their land and was bringing them in.  

Derek got up, heading downstairs and out the front door to confront this intruder but his frowned deepened upon seeing this person.

Stiles Couldn't stop the high pitched, almost sub vocal whine of distress that was leaving him almost constantly. He could feel bruises on his upper arms from the rough handling, his knees shaking as tears rolled down his face. He was rambling between whines.

"Let me go! Let me go! I wasn't doing anything, let me go! Listen you giant shitfuck" he yelped as that made the grip tighten. "Oh fuck you" he snarled in return just before another whine started leaving him.

Derek growled before he even thought about it, getting everyone’s attention “Release him.” He demanded, his voice echoing, arms crossed over his chest as he stepped closer.

Stiles unconsciously slid to his knees as the asshole finally pushed him roughly away. His hands came up to cradle his bump protectively, eyes locked on the pissed of Alpha standing in front of him, even as he tilted his head just enough to talk to the other. "You didn't have to chase me, drag me in here, and shake me around ya giant dick. I ran because you threatened me"

The other just rolled his eyes. "You better be glad I didnt rip your throat out, omega" he snarled.

“Jackson.” Derek growled dangerously. “What the hell is wrong with you? We do NOT treat Omegas like that” he growled, almost daring the other Alpha to challenge him. 

Derek stepped around the omega to stand between him and Jackson. “What is your problem? He’s a pregnant omega, you idiot” he growled again, feeling himself getting more and more angry.

"Hes an unbound" Jackson sneered at Stiles again, nose in the air.

Stiles flinched, curling around his stomach. It was very taboo for a pregnant omega to not be mated. Not that Stiles had had a choice in the matter.

Derek growled again, advancing on the other Alpha. “That’s none of your damn business, I suggest you get your ass in the house before I have to make you.”he warned. 

“Everyone go on back inside “ Derek said after a moment, watching everyone else obey.
 

Stiles watched as the others walked away, Jackson grumbling and glaring before turning to stalk toward the house. He didn’t move except to lower his eyes to his stomach.
 

Derek sighed, he and Jackson were going to have major words later. “I am sorry.” He said, voice soft as he turned, holding a hand out for the Omega.
 

Stiles looked up, chewing on his lower lip as he watched him warily. He saw the soft look in his eyes before reaching out a hand to take the mans. "You're not the one that almost put me in pre term labor"

Derek sighed, helping the Omega up. “I am responsible for all actions of the pack.” Derek said, slight annoyance, he wanted to strangle Jackson. 

“I am Derek” he introduced himself. “I’m the alpha of this pack”
 

Stiles swayed a bit, hand bracing his baby as he straightened up. "I'm Stiles" he offered, a small smile tugging at his lips. "And it's not your fault one of your minions is Bellatrix"

Derek made a confused face “Who?” He found himself asking before shaking his head. “Come in” he said “Please” Derek added, motioning towards the huge front door.

"Ouch. Not a Harry potter fan huh?" He laughed, hesitantly walking into the house, wincing as his ankle started screaming once the adrenaline started wearing off.
 

Derek frowned, shutting the door. “I will get the pack doctor to look you over” he said calling over Allison. “Hey, can you get Deaton to look him over before we talk?” He asked the omega, figuring this omega, Stiles, would be more comfortable going with her rather than another Alpha in the pack. 

Allison nodded, turning to the omega, smiling warmly. “Hello, I’m Allison” she said happily. "Hi, I'm Stiles" he gave her a small smile, hobbling a bit. "Thank you, Derek" he turned back to the Alpha.

Derek gave a nod “Allison will bring you to my office when Deaton has completed your checkup” he hummed, walking off. Stiles watched after him. Chewing on his lower lip, he turned to Allison.
 

Allison gave him another smile. “Ready? Deaton is really nice” she assured Stiles before frowning “I’m sorry that Jackson did this.” She huffed “I’m sure Derek is tearing him a new one right now. 

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On the way back to his office Derek paused, grabbing Jackson by his shirt collar and dragging him the rest of the way into his office and shutting the door loudly before all but tossing him down into a chair. 

“What the fuck, Jackson?” He growled.

Jackson refused to admit he yelped when Derek started dragging him. "What" he huffed, crossing his arms.

Derek crossed his arms over his chest. “Since when do we treat omegas, or people for that matter, like that?” He asked, trying to keep his anger under control.

"He was trespassing!" Jackson huffed, grumbling under his breath about 'stupid unbound whores'.

Derek growled, slamming his hands down on the desk. “If you didn’t sense it, he’s human, they don’t know when they’re on another wolf’s territory!” Derek said in the tone of ‘you fucking idiot’ “Just stay away from him Jackson, don’t make me bring you back in” he warned.

 "Fine!" Jackson snarled, rolling his eyes. "I'll stay away from the unbound bitch. Can I go now, your majesty" he sneered.

Derek rounded the desk, hauling him up by his shirt, putting them face to face. “You’ll do well to not speak of him like that.” He growled “And remember who your Alpha is.”

Stiles cradled his bump in his hands. "I Don't know what his problem was" he murmured. “Jackson is an asshole, no telling what his motives were” Allison said sadly, leading him into Deaton’s office. 

Stiles was unsure about Deaton. But he was happy that the baby was okay and that his ankle was a simple sprain. Allison was waiting by the door when Stiles emerged. “Everything okay?” She asked, genuinely concerned.
 

"Everything is fine" he smiled, relief on his face as he hobbled to Allison. "Sprained ankle and some bruising but me and baby are fine"

Derek had sensed someone outside his office before he’d grabbed Jackson so he opened the door, all but tossing the other alpha out.

Allison had taken Stiles up to Dereks’ door, able to hear what was happening, she tugged him lightly back, placing an arm in front of him to keep him from getting him in the way as Derek tossed a very pissed off Jackson out.

Jackson yelped as he connected with the wall, breaking at least a couple of ribs.Stiles swallowed hard, eyes wide and blinking. "Is...he ok?" He asked Allison as Jackson stayed crumpled for a moment before growling out a 'shut up, unbound'

Derek crossed his arms with a growl, having heard the comment. 

Allison was holding back a laugh. “He’ll be fine. Derek is a good Alpha, he knows what each of us needs and sometimes Jackson needs more force to get it through his head” she hummed.
 

"He probably needs the force actually ON his head" Stiles quipped with a smirk before turning to Derek. "Thank you."

Jackson grumbled again, straightening slowly before he turned to hobble off, cursing under his breath as he went, sneering at Stiles as he passed.

"Take a pic it'll last longer" Stiles taunted.

Derek sighed “Don’t poke the wolf” he huffed, stepping aside. “Come in.” He offered. “Thank you Allison” 

Allison nodded, turning to go do a few other things that Derek had asked. "Yes sir" Stiles grinned, not sorry at all as he started hobbling forward.

Derek raised an eyebrow at the ‘sir’, closing the door to hide them from the staring wolfs outside. “Please sit, what did Deaton say?” He asked, sitting down as well, trying to seem less imposing.

Stiles lowered himself into the armchair, stretching out his leg with a soft hiss. "Sprained ankle and some bruising, bit both me and pup are fine."

“I am truly sorry” He said wit a sigh. “Jackson will not be anywhere near you again.” He promised. “I do want you to stay until you are at least able to walk again without pain. I can not in good conscious send you out there in this condition”

Stiles blinked, giving Derek a small smile. "I appreciate it and thank you."

Derek gave a nod, reorganizing the papers on his desk. “Allison is setting you up a room beside hers, so you can go to her if you need something”

"Thank you. Um...." he shifted, cradling his bump absently running a hand over it. "I'm sorry I didn't realize I was on your property."

Derek blinked “I didn’t expect you to realize it, you’re human, Jackson is an idiot” He said absently, waving his hand.
 

"Nevertheless, I'm sorry" Stiles gave him a small smile before it turned mischievous "also sorry Jackass doesn't listen."

Derek snorted. “He will when he’s on kitchen duty for a month” he replied with a smirk. “Not every Alpha here is like that” he promised “They’re all pretty nice.”

"Please tell me you guys go through a lot of dishes" he laughed

“The whole pack eats together for three meals a day” Derek mused.

Stiles laughed, his head thrown back. "Perfect!"

Derek gave a small smile. “Is there anything else you need?”

"Not unless you have some damn good pain meds for this ankle" he groaned. Derek thought for a moment before getting up and walking around the desk to kneel beside Stiles. “I have to touch your ankle” he said, looking up at Stiles for his permission.

Stiles blinked, watching him for a moment before smiling. "Okay"

Derek gave a nod, focusing back on the ankle. He reached and touched the swollen area as tenderly as possible, closing his eyes with a deep breath. He winced slightly as he took Stiles’ pain until he couldn’t feel anymore to take. Derek took his hand away, standing. “That should help for a while”

"Oh. Oh that's some good shit" Stiles moaned, slumping back a bit as the pain left.

“Being in a house full of wolfs does have at least one upside” he hummed going to sit down. 

Moments later Allison knocked on the door, entering when Derek told her she could. 

“The bedroom is ready.” She said with a smile. 

“Thank you Allison. Maybe get him swim thing to eat first? Just steer clear of Jackson”

As if knowing food was being talked about, Stiles stomach grumbled loudly, causing him to flush. "Sorry, haven't eaten since yesterday"

Derek frowned. “Yesterday?”

Stiles’ flushed darkened. "Yeah"

“Anything he wants to eat, Allison.” He said to which she nodded and went to get the omega some food. 

“Do you want to tell me why you haven’t eaten?” He asked softly, going around to lean against the front of his desk once the door closed, leaving them alone again.

Stiles lowered his head, eyes on his bump. "I'm an unbound" he murmured. "And my job found out. Then my landlord did...."

Derek let out a growl, trying to keep his temper under control. “They kicked you out? And your boss fired you? For something that isn’t their business?” He asked mumbling ‘idiot humans’ under his breath.

"Yeah..." he shifted a bit. "I'll be okay" he promised.

Derek sighed. “How far along are you?”

"6 months" he murmured, stroking his stomach with a small smile.

“Congratulations.” Derek said softly. “Do you know the gender?”

Stiles' eyes lit up. "A girl" he whispered happily.

Derek gave him a smile. “I think you’ll make a great parent” he promised, standing up straight. “Let’s get you to the kitchen and feed you and the little princess”
 

Stiles nodded, standing carefully, his ankle throbbing as he put weight on it.

Derek offered his arm to help Stiles balance, seeing he was having a bit of trouble. Stiles rested his hand on the arm, shivering as a song went through him. "Thanks" Derek nodded with a smile, leading the way to the kitchen, getting curious looks from his pack on the way there.

Stiles pressed closer to Derek. He breathed in carefully, the warm spice of Derek's scent relaxing him. Oh, he liked that scent. That was odd, usually he didn't like Alphas scents.

“Are you okay?” Derek asked softly. “None of them will harm you” he promised.

"I know" he nodded. "I'm okay, there is just a lot"

“There is.” He agreed with a chuckle “you’ll get used to it” he promised.

Stiles just nodded, staying close to the calming scent. “Thank you Allison” Derek said as they entered the dining area. Allison had tons of food laid out for Stiles to choose from.

Stiles’ eyes widened, laughing a bit. "That's a spread" he mused, already eyeing the bacon sandwiches.

“Eat whatever you want and as much as you want.” Derek hummed “Would you like me to sit with you while you eat?” He found himself offering because Stiles still seemed tense.

"Yes please " he nodded, sitting down at the table, reaching cautiously for a sandwich.

Derek gave him a small smile, sitting down as well, grabbing a sandwich himself. Stiles ate hungrily, small groans leaving him rach time he bit into something new.  sandwiches, a couple carrots, and some eggs later he leaned back with a groan.

“Better?” Derek asked in amusement.

"So much" he grinned, his eyes closed as he stroked his fingers over his bump.
 

“Good. Meals are three times a day, but you can always come down and find yourself a snack. The kitchen is open all night because sometimes we keep crazy hours” he laughed, standing. “You need to get some rest”

Stiles nodded, looking and feeling exhausted. "Yeah, I haven't slept well either"

“Hopefully you’ll sleep well here” he hummed, offering his arm to Stiles again to help him to his room.

"Better than my usual" he murmured more to himself than anything, his face brightening as he sees the room. The BED. "Thank you!"

Derek blinked “It’s no trouble. One of my wolfs acted like a moron.” He huffed. “Seriously, rest. You need to heal.” He said helping Stiles over to sit on the bed. “Allison will grab you some clean clothes so you can shower later.”

Stiles nodded, swaying forward to suck in his scent one last time. "Thanks"

Derek noticed, smiling. “I will come check on you later” he promised. Stiles nodded, giving him a tired smile before laying down, humming softly.
 
Derek smiled, backing out of the room and shutting the door before turning to Allison. 

“I don’t want any Alphas near him.” He sighed. “And tell everyone to keep the staring to a minimum, he’s going to be here for a bit, just while he recovers and I want everyone to attempt to treat him like pack” Derek said to which Allison nodded. 

“I think he’s sweet.” Allison said with a smile. “He’s a good kid” Derek agreed, heading back to his office.

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Stiles slept hard, curled up in the middle of the bed. It was starting to grow dark when his bladder woke him up to stumble toward the bathroom, whimpering as the pain in his ankle flared.
 

Derek was up late in his office, as he normally was, going over paperwork and making sure everything was in order. Stiles limped from the bathroom, a hand on the wall. He paused at the open office door, blinking at the light. Derek had heard Stiles and recognized his smell, but he kept working. The door was open if the omega needed him.

"Derek" he breathed, taking another step into the office. "U-um, can I have more of the vampire leeching thing? Or can you rip my ankle off? I'm good with either at the moment "

Derek looked up, blinking at Stiles as he brain tried to catch up. “Vampire?” He laughed, standing up and straightening his clothes. “Come sit.” He said, gesturing towards the chair.

Stiles hissed in pain as he stumbled toward the chair. “Woah” Derek said, catching him easily and helping Stiles sit down before kneeling down on one knee. “Going to touch your ankle” Derek warned before he tenderly touched the sore area, closing his eyes. 

Derek gave a little grunt as he felt the pain leave Stiles and be absorbed by him. “There we go” he hummed, standing back up. Stiles groaned, his eyes fluttering shut "so much better. Thank you"
 

Derek smiled, leaning back to prop himself up with his desk “That only lasts a few hours, if you need me to do it again, then just come find me.”

Stiles nodded, giving him a half grin. "Probably my bladder will let me know"
 

Derek chuckled softly “Is there anything else you need “ he asked curiously.

".....its weird " he flushed, looking away.Derek raised an eyebrow “Oh yeah?” He prompted, wondering what was weird.

"I....can I have a hug?" He shifted a bit. "Its just...dude your scent is ridiculously soothing and I have no idea why"

“A...hug?” Derek asked, making sure he heard that properly. Stiles shifted again, face dark as he shook his head. “Never mind, I said it was weird" he murmured, turning slowly so he didn't mess up his ankle more. "Night"

“No. It’s not weird “ he said quickly, taking a step towards Stiles. “Just random” he laughed “It’s not uncommon for omegas in the pack to come to me for some comfort “

Stiles stamped down the irrational jealous that flared at that statement, turning with cautious hope. He Couldn't help feeling the need to be close to the alpha.

Derek thought about his wording. “And that sounded horrible, a hug or just being close. Nothing more” he laughed. Derek took another step forward. “I’m going to hug you now” he said, giving Stiles plenty of time to object before he wrapped the omega in a tight hug.

Stiles relaxed, breathing in deeply when Derek's arms wrapped around him. He returned the hug tightly, tucking his face I'm Derek's shoulder. “There” Derek soothed, rubbing Stiles’ back. “Take as long as you need”

"Mmmmmmnnnh," he groaned, relaxing into him. Derek smiled, letting his nose press into Stiles’ hair, focusing on putting off a comforting Alpha scent for him.

Stiles was soon melted into him, almost purring as he rubbed into the spicy scent that seeped into him. “Stiles” Derek murmured softly “You okay?” He asked, pulling back a bit to give the omega some space so his head wouldn’t be so foggy with an Alpha’s scent.

"Mmmmmnnnh, no Don't go" he whined, half asleep now that he was blissed out on Derek's scent and relaxed. Derek chuckled softly “You can’t sleep in my office” he reasoned.

"Mmmmkay" he shrugged, clutching at Derek still. Derek laughed again. “Going to pick you up okay?” He asks softly, Stiles needed to get back into bed before he fell asleep in Derek’s arms.
 

"Mmm" he nodded, shifting even closer to bury his nose behind Derek's ear. Derek swooped him up easily, carrying the ow sleepy omega bridal style “Alright?” He asked softly.

"Mhm" he yawned, nuzzling into his throat as he dozed off, trusting Derek not to hurt him or his baby. Derek just smiled at the obvious trust, carrying Stiles back to his room and sitting him gently in the bed before covering him up.

Stiles shifted, one arm curling around his stomach, the other grabbing along the blanket for Derek. Derek placed a hand over Stiles “Sleep.” He murmured.

Stiles smiled, curling into a ball around his stomach, hand still clutching at Derek's. Derek carefully slipped his hand away, turning the light out and shutting the door on his way out. Derek decided to go to bed himself, it was late. Stiles woke the next morning with a soft whine. He sat up, blinking slowly as he reoriented himself.
 

Derek had been up, showered and had done a little more work before breakfast. He now sat in the basically cafeteria area talking to Allison, Scott, Boyd and Erika as he ate. Eyes wandering towards the door to see if Stiles was going to join them.

Stiles stumbled through the door bleary eyed and hobbling. He froze when he saw everyone,  scent growing nervous and unsure. Everyone sort of stopped to look at the new omega  who was human. Derek noticed his uncomfortableness and got up, excusing himself for a moment. 

“Good morning” he said with a nod. “They’re just curious” he hummed “We don’t usually allow humans here”
 

"Oh...sh...should I go?" He asked, swaying close to Derek and his comforting scent, his ankle throbbing angrily at the motion.

Derek chuckled “Of course not. As I said, they’re just curious, they will get used to you” he promised, putting a comforting hand on Stiles’ shoulder. “Come eat with us.”

Stiles relaxed enough to smile, shuffling forward carefully, his jaw tight with pain. Derek led him to their tabled, holding a chair out for him to sit.Stiles sunk down into it gratefully, letting it a slow breath.

Derek leaned down to whisper into Stiles’ ear. “If you’re hurting, all you need to do is tell me” he murmured before squatting down by Stiles’ foot. “I’m going to touch your ankle” he warned, siphoning the pain with a soft grunt before standing.  Derek went to sit beside Stiles and if every wolf wasn’t looking before, they were now.

Stiles shivered at the voice in his ear, letting out a small groan of relief as the pain left his ankle. "Thank you" he grinned, trying to ignore the stares. Derek gave him a smile “Anytime” he promised, starting to pile bacon on Stiles’ plate.

Stiles almost purred in contentment, unconsciously leaning closer to him before grabbing some of the hot tea. Allison just smirked at Scott from behind her cup, watching Derek take care of Stiles and not even realize it. 

“Eggs? Toast?” Derek offered.

"Yes please" Stiles smiled, to content to even think about what was happening. Derek fixed his plate before going back to eating his own. “This is Scott, Boyd, Erica and of course you know Allison” he said, introducing his friends.

Stiles waved a bit, giving them a shy smile. Scott smiled back, noting the almost fond way Derek spoke to him. "Hello"

Boyd and Erica greeted him with a smile as well. Derek really had the best friends ever, so welcoming. Derek just went about eating his food and sipping his coffee.

Stiles ate, his eyes looking around before settling back on his food, rubbing his stomach after he was done with a groan. Derek smiled. “Good?” He asked, holding his hand out to take Stiles’ plate for him as he stood.

"Amazing" Stiles nodded. He rubbed his face before looking up shyly. "Um. I need to go back to mine long enough to pick up clothes, is that ok?"

Derek blinked, confused. “You..don’t have to have my permission” he said slowly. “But I’d prefer if someone accompanied you”

Stiles nodded, shifting a bit. "Can you...?"

Derek thought for a moment, going over his schedule in his head. “I think so yes, but it won’t be until this afternoon, if that’s okay? I can get Scott or Boyd to accompany you if you need to go before that.”

"That's fine, I'm kinda tired right now anyway" Stiles smiled.
  “Let me walk you back to your room and I’ll come get you when I’m done” Derek offered.

Stiles nodded, standing slowly. "I appreciate it." Derek offered his arm to Stiles so he could balance better. Stiles smiled, curling his hand around Derek's arm. "Thank you" he hummed. “You’re welcome” Derek responded with a chuckle, leading Stiles back to his room. 

Allison was smiling and sharing a look with the others. Scott hummed, once Derek was out of earshot he grinned. "Guys...." he started. “I don’t think I’ve seen him look twice at any omega in the pack” Allison said with a small laugh. "He hasn't. Hes also never made their plates." Boyd chimed in.

“Wasn’t it so cute!” Allison said happily. She was starting to worry about Derek. “Wonder if anything will come of it.” Boyd wondered out loud. "I hope so" Scott grinned."Did you see how he was leaning into Derek?" Erica pointed out.

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Stiles smiled again once they were at his door. "Thank you" he breathed again. “Anytime” Derek promised. “Need me to do your ankle again before I go?”

Stiles shrugged sheepishly, his cheeks red. "Please?" he murmured. Derek nodded, helping him sit. “Of course” he murmured, kneeling down and siphoning the pain away again. “There we go.” He hummed, standing back up.

Stiles swayed forward. "Fucking bless" he breathed. "Thank you " he added.Derek chuckled, steadying Stiles by placing his hands on the omega’s shoulders. Stiles sucked in his scent for a moment. "Mmm, nap time"

Derek helped him into bed, covering Stiles up without a second thought. “Sleep well” he said softly. "Mmmm" Stiles smiled, absently nuzzling Derek's hand as he drifted off.
 

Derek had a soft smile on his face , stealing one last glance at the Omega before he turned the lights out and closed the door.

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Stiles woke a few hours later, yawning as he sat up, looking around blearily. He stood, hissing in pain before he started cursing at his ankle.Derek couldn’t force himself to concentrate on work any longer, he’d had his meeting earlier so he was free to go.Derek knocked lightly at Stiles’ door.

Stiles startled, his hand going to his stomach as he twisted toward the door, cursing again as his ankle disagreed with the movement. "Ouch, fuckfuckfuck"

Derek frowned. “Is that a ‘come in”?” He asked curiously, not wanting to go in without permission and having to stifle his inner alpha wanting to see if the Omega was okay. "Please" he whimpered, sitting down heavily.

Derek opened the door and was to Stiles’ side quicker than he thought himself capable. “Your ankle again?” He asked, kneeling. "Yeah, sorry" he whispered, eyes tearing up even as he silently berated himself for his hormones.

“Don’t be” Derek murmured, siphoning the pain easily. “There. That should help.” He said, concentrating on putting off a comforting alpha scent for Stiles. Stiles hummed, leaning into him, eyes half closed as he sicked in greedy lungfuls.

Derek smiled, standing slowly. “Better?” He asked. "Much" he nodded. "I probably need to grab a brace or something" he murmured to himself. Derek offered him his arm again. “Come on, ill help you to Deaton, he’ll get you something”

Stiles nodded, standing carefully. Derek thought for a moment. “It would be easier if I just carried you, that way it won’t strain your ankle” he offered. Stiles flushed. "Okay" he murmured after a moment. It would help him not hurt as badly once the drain wore off

Derek scooped him up easily, bridle style. “I’ve got you.” He promised softly “Are you alright? Comfortable?”

Stiles nodded, tucking his face in Derek’s neck. Derek held him close, tilting his head a bit so Stiles could get as much of his scent as he wanted. Stiles let out a small, contented noise as he pressed close, following instinct to all but aggressively rub his face against his scent glands.

Derek’s breath caught slightly, the action taking him by surprise. Moments later he got himself under control, ignoring how good that felt, as he made his way to Deaton’s office, sitting Stiles down gently on the exam table when he got there.

Stiles blinked slowly, flushing darkly as he realized what he had been doing. Fuccccck. Derek let Stiles get his bearings for a moment before he backed off completely, ignoring the questioning look from Deaton.

Soon Stiles was fitted with a brace, Deaton making sure to check over the ankle to make sure it Hadn't gotten worse. Stiles ignored the questioning look he was getting as he leaned into Derek's space as they stood to leave. "It hurts but it's not as painful" Stiles said.

“Thank you Deaton” Derek said with a small smile and a nod. “Alpha” he responded with a nod of his own.  “Here.” Derek said, reaching for Stiles’ leg to siphon the pain again. “There. Should be able to walk a little better.” He said as the headed towards the front door.

"Much" he sighed in relief, following after him, a bit nervous “Lead the way” Derek said, Stretching in the sunlight as they stepped outside. Stiles flushed, turning and starting to walk into the woods. Derek followed. “Let me know if it hurts.” He said, motioning towards Stiles’ ankle.

Stiles gave him a tiny smile. "I promise " he nodded Derek gave a nod too, with a grin. “How far is your place?” He asked, curiously because to his knowledge everything over this direction was woods.

"Not too far, a couple of miles" The omega responded. “Stiles, that's all woods” Derek said slowly. "Mmmhm" he nodded, still walking, his face now dark red and Derek frowned but followed quietly.

It took about an hour to get there, Stiles panting and dragging by the end of it. He stepped into a clearing where he had set up a tent, hobbling slowly toward it. “Stiles” Derek said quietly. “Is this where you’re staying?”

Stiles shifted in place, nodding after a minute. "Yes, alpha" he murmured unconsciously. Derek blinked “Alpha?” He asked eyebrow raised. “Pack up everything.”

Stiles startled, blinking at him. "Sorry, what?" He asked, shifting so he was on his knees to pull some clothes out of the tent. “Pack everything of importance to you up.” Derek clarified “I’ll help.” he promised, kneeling down beside the omega. 

Stiles blinked, starting to pack up his clothes and valuables. "That's...everything here though. I sold everything else"
 

“Okay then, we’ll take everything.” Derek said with a small smile. “I need to call Scott and Boyd to come help” he hummed, pausing “Would Allison make you more comfortable around the other alphas?”

"As long as you're here I'll be fine" Stiles murmured, dazed. "Wait. Why are we taking everything?"

Derek nodded, standing to go make the phone call. “Because you’re not going to live in the woods, in a tent, Stiles.” He said, shaking his head as he turned to call the other Alphas.

"But..." he looked over his tent in confusion. "I have no where else to go" he sighed. Shoulders slumping, his hand stroking his stomach. "Its okay, little one. We will be okay, somehow"

The phone call only lasted a moment, Scott and Boyd would be there shortly.  Derek turned , smelling the distress coming off of Stiles. He knelt down, hand going to Stiles’ shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

"I don't have anywhere else to go if I cant live here" he swallowed hard. "Dude I'm not going to be a problem, I promise, I won't destroy the forest or something, I Don't even use a campfire"

“Woah, No.” he said, trying to sooth the omega. “I don’t mind you in the forest” he promised “I just don’t want you in a tent.” He explained “Especially not when there is a perfectly good room in the pack house for you” Derek reasoned, rubbing Stiles’ back trying to calm him.

Stiles gave him a confused look. "But....what?'

Derek gave him a smile “I want you to come live in the pack house, with all of us.” He clarified. “If you want to” he added. Stiles blinked at him for a moment before he bit his lip, his eyes welling with tears a split second before he threw his arms around Derek's neck with a hitched sob.

Derek was shocked by the suddenness of the action, causing him to lose balance and land firmly on his butt which placed Stiles in his lap. Derek laughed, wrapping his arms around the omega. “I’ll take that as a yes?”

Stiles could only mod as he tried not to sob into Derek's shoulder, small sniffling sounds into his neck."o-only if you want to"
 

Derek chuckled “I wouldn’t have asked if i didn’t want you to “ he murmured, hand going to the back of Stiles’ head to sooth him.
 

"I'm sorry I'm sorry I know I'm unbound and I know I'm a hormonal wreck at the moment and god I'm getting addicted to your scent and I'm so happy because camping sucks and I hate itttt" he rambled before drifting into a wail.

Derek suppressed a shiver “It’s fine Stiles, just breath. You’re fine, you’re safe. Just relax.” He murmured, keeping his hand on Stiles’ head, letting some of his Alpha tone slip in to his words to help calm the omega. Stiles slowly settled, the tone making him almost limp against Derek, his nose buried in Derek's scent glands.

“There.” He hummed “Take a moment but then we need to finish packing your stuff so when Scott and Boyd get here, they’ll have something to carry. Stiles sucked in another greedy lungful, rubbing his face in it before pulling back and rasping out "I'm ok I think" he whispered as he stayed close anyway. “Are you sure?” Derek asked, moving his hand from Stiles’ head.

"I'll be okay long enough to get back. I cant promise it wont hit me again though, dude" the omega admitted. Derek gave him a smile, standing up carefully and helping Stiles up. “We will deal with that when it happens” he hummed. Stiles nodded, rubbing his stomach absently. "There isn't much"
 

“Come on then. They can carry your stuff and I can carry you.” Derek hummed, starting to carefully pack everything up. "Thank you, I don't think I could make it much further walking." He gave him a sheepish smile. “I figured.” Derek chuckled “Start telling me these things, I can’t read minds”

"I'm still learning myself" Stiles replied.  Derek ran a hand through his hair, looking over at Stiles curiously “How so?”

"I tend to push myself too hard to begin with and with being an unbound I've had to fight even more. Any sign of weakness..." he finished quietly.

Derek frowned. “Well, you won’t have to worry about that anymore. You have a pack now.” He said, going back to work. Stiles blinked back tears, a small smile on his face as he packed up.

“And an Alpha, until you find a mate.” He added absently as Boyd and Scott walked up. 

“What the hell, Derek, this is out in the middle of nowhere.” He huffed , taking in the scene and putting two and two together “Oh.” He said softly. Stiles ducked his head, flushing darker as he tucked his shoulders by his ears. Did Derek mean that?
 

Boyd squatted down, placing a gentle hand on Stiles’ shoulder. “Come on, man, let’s get you moved in” he said encouragingly. Stiles blinked up at him, eyes tearing up again before he managed to force them back, giving him a small smile. "Thanks"

Scott was already making sure to properly tuck away the tent in its bag, eyeing the two large suitcases and backpack Stiles had. It wasn't much. Derek saw Scott’s look and met his eye, giving a small nod that he knew Stiles was going to be needing a lot of stuff. 

It didn’t take them long to get everything ready to go. “You two good on carrying the bags? I’m going to carry Stiles because his ankle doesn’t need that much strain.”

Scott nodded, strapping the tent to his back before grabbing a suitcase. "Got it boss"

Stiles held a picture frame to his chest, watching around them with his other hand on his bump. "Sorry"

Derek waved the other two to go on with a thank you, walking up to Stiles. “Why are you sorry?”

"I'm such a burden. You didn't ask for any of this" he lowered his eyes to Derek's chest. “You’re not a burden” Derek soothed, tipping Stiles’ chin up so the omega would look at him. “If I didn’t want to do this then I wouldn’t” he promised “now,let’s go home” he said, dropping his hand.

Stiles' heart stuttered as his head was tilted up. He gave Derek a small smile as he leaned closer to suck in his scent. "What did you mean" he whispered after a bit. "When you said you'd be my alpha until I find a mate?"

Derek tilted his head, thinking. “Just that I’ll protect you and make sure you’re taken care of, just like I do with the pack.” He hummed “That is why everyone feels safe, they have me whether they have a mate or not. It’s just how werewolf’s are” he explained. Stiles smiled, nodding after a bit. "That sounds nice actually"

“Good” Derek grinned “Ready to go?”  He asked,arms open. Stiles nodded, stepping closer into his arms, tucking close.Derek picked him up easily and started the long walk back to the pack house. Stiles clutched at his frame, face buried in Derek's scent glands again, humming happily.

“ Be careful or you’ll  fall sleep before we even get there” The Alpha teased, tilting his head a bit to give Stiles more room. "Smell good" he murmured. "Safe"
 

Derek chuckled, holding Stiles a little tighter. Stiles was scent drunk before they were even half way back to the house, his own scent swelling with contentment. 

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It felt like the walk back was quicker than the walk there and Derek wasn’t even tired. Once inside he told Scott and Boyd to just drop the bags in Stiles’ room. He made his way up there himself. Derek laid Stiles gently in the bed before covering him up. “You rest, I’ll be right here.” He promised. 

Derek only slipped out for a moment to grab his iPad before making himself comfortable in the chair in Stiles’ room. Stiles was obviously scent drunk and he didn’t want the omega to be scared when he came down from it.

Stiles whined slightly, squirming until he saw Derek in his chair, relaxing with a soft sound. “I’m right here little one” he murmured soothingly.

Stiles flushed, smiling as he drifted. Derek just smiled, tapping away at his iPad, glancing up to check Stiles every so often. Stiles groaned, whimpering softly a half hour later when he started coming down, shifting a bit.

Derek looked up, studying Stiles for a moment before putting his iPad down and making his way over to the bed. “It’s Derek, I’m right here.” He assured the omega. Stiles turned to him, blinking dazedly before reaching out.

Derek shifted closer, placing his hand over Stiles’ “I’m right here little one” he murmured softly. Stiles smiled, curling his fingers around Derek's. Derek rubes his thumb over Stiles’ knuckles. “You okay?” He asked softly.
 

"Mmmmmm. Feel good. Baby like" he murmured, hand om his bump over the fluttering kicks. Derek just smiled. “May I?” He asked gesturing to Stiles’ stomach.

Stiles nodded, taking his hand and guiding to where the kicks were, grinning. It took a moment but soon Derek was able to feel them too. “Oh wow, there she is” he laughed, getting a little closer to Stiles’ belly. “Hello there princess “he said softly. Stiles shivered, laughing as the kicks grew harder "she likes you"

Derek shot him a grin. “Good. “ Derek said letting his thumb rub Stiles’ belly, feeling a few more kicks before pulling back. “And how are you feeling? He asked, attention back on Stiles. "Mmmm, ankle. And hungry" he flushed, sitting up a bit.
 

“I’ll take care of your ankle then we can go find us some food.” Derek hummed, shifting so he could put his hand on stirs’ leg, as close as he could get with the brace. 

“There” Derek said, Standing up. Stiles stood up slowly, smiling at Derek. "Thanks. Sorry for going all loopy on you" he shifted, flushing. "Never had that happen before"

“It’s no trouble “ He promised, hands going to Stiles’ shoulder to make sure he was steady. "What was it anyway? It's like I was drunk " the omega asked.
 

Derek frowned a moment, thinking. “It was like you were scent drunk.” He reasoned. "Scent drunk?" Stiles hummed. "Sounds about right. I just wanted to bury myself"

Derek smiled, letting his arms drop from Stiles’ shoulders. “Allowing yourself to be that vulnerable with and Alpha, especially pregnant takes a lot of trust , Stiles” he said softly. "I do trust you" Stiles whispered. "A lot"
 

Derek ruffled Stiles’ hair lightly with a smile. “Good, and I plan on keeping that trust. Now it’s dinner time, let’s go eat with everyone “ he hummed, opening the door for Stiles. Stiles nodded, hugging his bump as they walked. "This place is ridiculously huge too, dude, how the hell...."

Derek laughed. “It’s just something you have to learn. I grew up here so I know my way around.”he  Said. Stiles nodded, unconsciously swaying toward him, that scent calming and amazing, Stiles wanted more.

“Don’t be afraid to ask someone where something is. Not everyone here is like Jackson” he promised as they walked into the dining area. Stiles smiled, shifting closer once he saw said man standing there. Great, and of course he already looked pissed.

“He’s not stupid enough to say anything with me standing here” he murmured to Stiles before they got in earshot. Stiles just snorted, giving Derek a small smile before his eyebrow raised. He ignored Jackson most of the meal, chatting with Allison as he sat as close to Derek as he could. It wasn't until it was almost over that there was a low growl. 

"WHAT??!" Jackson growled. "When the fuck did the nasty unbound move in permanently? It doesn't have some hovel to crawl back to? Some pimp to go report to for his next whoring job?" He wasn't even looking at Derek, instead turning from Scotta angry face to Stiles' pale one. "For fucks sake, why cant you just go back to the trash you belong to. Oh yeah. You're unbound. No one fucking wants you"

Derek had paused mid-bite at Jackson’s outburst, not even turning to look at the other Alpha. When he met all of his friend’s mad gazes and took in the look of a pale Stiles his eyes flashed red. The red that signaled that he was the werewolf pack alpha. 

The whole dining hall had gone quiet and his friend now looked a little worried. “Jackson.” He growled, attempting to keep his temper under control.

Jackson didn't even look at Derek, angry glare still focused on Stiles. "Why the fuck are you here? No one wants you so why are you even trying. You and that brat aren't wanted. Get the fuck out!"

Stiles, if possible, went even paler as his heart dropped to his stomach, the softest of whimpers escaping his throat as he fought back tears. His brain wasn’t popping back as much as it normally would have, the two days spent around decently calm presences not enough to heal the hurt of being fired and kicked out like common filth. Not enough to heal the hurt of how he got like this anyway. Not enough. Of course he wasn't enough. He never would be enough for anyone. 

Another whimper left him, this one echoing with omega pain that made the rest of the tables' skin tingle. That last sound Stiles let out had made his restraint snap. He was out of his seat and had Jackson by the collar and pushed up against the nearest wall before he even realized it, eyes glowing red. “What is your fucking problem” he growled out, the gasps around him not phasing him.

"My fucking PROBLEM is that I find some trash wandering the preserve and instead of getting rid of it, you decide to move it in like it's the prince of fucking Sheba" he snarled back, too angry to think about who EXACTLY had him by the collar. "Its trash. It needs to be taken out like it. Either kicked to the curb like it deserves or ft under ground" he thrashed, claws exposed as he fought Derek's hold. "Better now before that whelp makes it out to learn just how fucked up it's host was."

Derek pulled him back a bit to slam him into the wall again. “Jackson.” He roared “I am your Alpha, do not disrespect me” Derek growled , giving Jackson one more warning before he put him down in one of the holding cells.

"I'm not disrespecting you!" He snarled, after he caught his breath from his head knocking into drywall. "Questioning your intelligence in telling trash from not. Yes. Disrespecting no. I'm not disrespecting anyone."

Stiles whimpered again, turning a bit green. “If you question my choices as Alpha of this pack then you take it up with ME, in my office. Not at lunch in front of everyone. That is disrespectful” Derek growled out “And I will not be disrespected by a hot headed little Alpha pup on a tangent”

"I'm not disrespecting anyone! Certainly not IT!" He pointed to a green tinged Stiles as the pregnant man dashed from the room for a bathroom.

Derek’s concentration broke for a moment. “Allison.” He said, trying to keep the anger he had from Jackson in his voice. Allison knew exactly what Derek needed her to do. “Yes alpha” she said, going after Stiles to check on him. 

Derek turned back to Jackson. “I think you need some time down in the holding cells to cool off. “ he hummed, eyes going back to normal, letting Jackson go after one more slam into the wall. “Boyd, Scott. Please escort him. “ he said, Boyd was on his feet in a moment “Yes, alpha.”

Scott scrambled up, his own anger obvious. "Yes alpha." He reached down, grabbing Jackson's arm roughly. Jackson snarled, thrashing as much as he could against the healing concussion he had with that last slam. Stiles clung to the toilet, sobbing between heaves, stomach rolling. Allison had followed Stiles inside, waiting outside the stall. “Stiles” she said softly “Are you okay?”

Stiles let out a distressed whine, resting his forehead on the cool porcelain. “Do you want Derek? I’ll get Derek.” She offered, at a loss. "Please" he rasped out.

Allison made it through the bathroom door before bumping into Derek. “He wants you.” She said, moving out of his way and keeping other people out of the bathroom once he went in. 

“Stiles.” Derek said softly, knocking on the stall door before opening it slowly.

Stiles started crying, not looking up. "I'm sorry" he hiccups. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to butt into you guys' lives. I'll figure something out I promise, I'll leave. I'm sorry"

Derek knelt down next to him. “No. No. Jackson is an asshole and he’s wrong. He’s the only one in the pack that thinks that way. You saw how no one stood up with him. If they’d believed him, they’d have stood with him.” He promised. “I’m sorry that I lost my temper with Jackson, sometimes he just needs a little force. I hope I didn’t scare you.”

Stiles shook his head. "Di-didnt scare me" he heaved again, clinging to the rim of the toilet tightly. "He did. Why does he h-hate me?"

Derek moved to rub soothing circles on Stiles’ back , trying to keep his own scent calming. “I don’t know” he sighed sadly “But I’ll figure it out.”

Stiles finally say up, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth before he turned, hiding his face in Derek's chest, hiding.

Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles protectively. “No one thinks that. Not a single other person in this pack thinks the way Jackson does. “ he promised, giving Stiles a gentle squeeze.

Stiles cried softly, clinging to him as he finally let himself start to relax, a hand on his bump where his baby was all but thrashing she was kicking so much and so hard.

Derek maneuvered them a bit to place his own hand on Stiles’ stomach. “Calm down princess.” He murmured softly towards the bump. “Give daddy a break.” He soothed.

Stiles shivered, slumping a bit when the baby started calming. He buried his face in Derek's shoulder with a wet, slightly hysterical giggle. Derek tilted his head, giving Stiles better access to his scent. Stiles let out another small sound, nose tucked against his gland yet again as he relaxed further.

“There we go , little one” he murmured “ I’m going to carry you to bed okay?” He checked

"Yes alpha" he murmured, sniffling softly. Derek shivered slightly , it just sounded better when Stiles called him alpha. 

Derek stood up slowly and lifted Stiles up carefully, holding him close. “There. Let’s get you to bed.”

Stiles curled into a loose ball, closing his eyes. Derek made his way carefully to Stiles’ room , tucking him into bed. “There we go. Get you some sleep. Do you need anything, little one?”
 

Stiles reached out, already half asleep as he nuzzled into Derek's hand and wrist to suck in his scent. It calmed him even more as he shook his head, curling up.

Derek chuckled “Get one more good smell” Derek said, offering up a better angle for his wrist. “I’m going to do some work but I’ll check in on you soon” he promised Stiles scent marked him, sucking in his scent before sleepily rubbing his jaw along Derek's wrist.

“Sleep well little one” Derek said almost breathlessly, gathering himself he turned the lights out and headed for his office. Stiles hummed, drifting off with a small smile on his face.

Derek shut himself up in his office, doing paperwork and other things, absently pressing his nose to his wrist every so often as he found himself missing the omegas scent.

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Stiles woke a couple of hours later, stumbling from his room with a curse. His ankle was angry and so was his stomach.

Derek was putting away his paperwork when he heard a knock at his door. “Come in” he called, stretching in his chair. Stiles stepped in hesitantly, his hands cradling his bump.

Derek stood up “Come on in, I was just finishing up. How are you feeling?” He asked, gesturing to the chair in front of the desk as he rounded it and leaned against it.

"Hungry" he murmured, hobbling forward. "And my ankle hurts. And I wanna punch Jackass"

“Here, let me help with your ankle then we will get you some food” Derek said, laughing softly as he knelt down to take the pain away. Stiles was absolutely adorable when he woke up.

Stiles sighed softly as the pain disappeared. "Thank fuck" he groaned, swaying forward. He blinked blearily for a moment before he finally started waking up a bit more. "Mmmm, food. Then punching?"

Derek laughed, standing back up again. “Food and you’re not punching anyone” he said shaking his head and offering a hand to help Stiles up. "He deserves it though" Stiles sighed, even though he nodded in agreement.

“I’m aware, I almost ripped his head off, if you remember” Derek hummed, opening the door for Stiles. “But it’d make me a bad alpha if i just went around punching people”he reasoned “even if they deserve it” he added, turning off the lights behind them.

Stiles barely stifled the laugh he wanted to give, his nose crinkling in amusement. "I Don't think you COULD be a bad alpha"

Derek shot him a charming smile. “Don’t put me on such pedestals” he teased. His inner wolf was extremely happy that Stiles thought he was a good alpha. "I didn't put you there, you climbed there on your own merit" Stiles teased back, eyes mischievous.

Derek laughed, shaking his head. “I just have more people to take care of than a human Alpha. I have a whole pack rather than just one mate. Having a leader that is hot headed, irrational and just out to prove they’re  the Alpha can be disastrous for a pack” He reasoned as they made their way to the kitchen.

"Hence you being a good alpha" Stiles laughed brightly. “I try my best.” Derek said with a soft smile. “Now, what is that little princess in the mood for?” He asked.

Stiles hummed in thought, rubbing his stomach. "Bacon cheeseburger, curly fries." He blinked down at his stomach "with Tabasco sauce over all of it, what the hell, baby"

Derek laughed loudly. “Alright, I think I can handle that “ he said, going and asking the cook very nicely if he’d make them both a burger with curly fries. He agreed relatively easily for how late it was. “Should be ready in a bit.” Derek said “Let’s go sit”

Stiles sat down with a content sigh. "You're getting heavy, baby girl"

“Just means she’s growing good.” Derek said with a smile. “Won’t be very much longer until we all get to meet her”

Stiles gave him a shy grin. "Only a few more months"
 

“Have you thought of a name?” Derek asked curiously

"Not yet" he shrugged. "I've thought about a few I like though, any thoughts?"

Derek thought for a moment “If the pup were mine, I’d probably go with Talia, after my mom” he said with a soft smile. Stiles flushed softly, squirming. "I like that name" he admitted after a moment. Derek smiled “What names have you thought of?”
 

"Claudia. Maybe Lily or Luna." He tilted his head in thought. "Astrid"
 

Derek just raised an eyebrow “I like Lily” he offered, going to grab their food when it was ready, thanking the cook at least three more times. Stiles smiled, his eyes lighting up at the food. "Fuck that looks good" he groaned.
 

Derek places his plate down in front of him, ruffling Stiles’ hair. “What do you want to drink?” He asked, sitting his own plate down. "Chocolate milk?" Stiles asked, grinning up at him.

Derek laughed, shaking his head fondly. “Coming right up.” He said, going to grab himself a tea and Stiles a chocolate milk.. Stiles waited until Derek sat down, scooting a bit closer as he shoved fries in his mouth.
 

“Good?” Derek laughed, starting to eat his own food. "Amazing" Stiles moaned. Derek suppressed a shiver at the sound, “Good” he hummed. Stiles dug in, eating quickly.
 

Derek wasn’t able to finish his whole plate. He just slid it back gently, watching Stiles eat, he liked making sure the Omega was eating and happy. Stiles sat back once full, moaning softly as he stretched. "Much better"
 

Derek smiled softly at him. “I’m glad”

Stiles gave him an impish grin. "Now, punching?'

Derek laughed,shaking his head. “Absolutely not” he hummed. Stiles pouted, the mischievous light still in his eyes.

God that was adorable, Derek needed keep his mind from wandering too far down that path. “Is your ankle still okay or do I need to take the pain again?” He asked curiously. Stiles tilted his head, testing his ankle. "Its okay right this second" he grinned. Derek nodded “Just let me know” he hummed, standing to take both of their dishes. Stiles stood, pouting a bit as he helped Derek stack dishes. "I can help"
 

“I’ve got it.” He laughed, taking the dishes from Stiles. “Just sit and relax, you’ve had a hard day” he said absently, going to put the dishes in the sink. Stiles secretly preened at the care, sitting down in the sitting room that was close by. “I’m going to do the dishes real quick”  Derek called from the kitchen. “Don’t want to leave this mess for someone else” he explained.

"I can help!" He called back, starting to stand. Derek laughed “I’ve got it, just sit for a little bit”
 

Stiles huffed, smiling at the laugh as he sat back, idling tracing his bump as he hummed softly. Derek finished the dishes quickly, coming to sit with Stiles. “See wasn’t that much to do”

Stiles smiled, having propped his feet up. "I could still help"

“You definitely could have. But you need to get off that ankle” Derek soothed.

"But I..." he sighed, pouting a bit. "Yes Alpha"

That sent a shiver down Derek’s spine. “Good.” He found himself saying. “Do you want to tell me about the princess’ other parent?” He asked softly “You don’t Have to” he assured him.

Stiles paled a bit, shifting in place. "I need to." He murmured. "Just.....not in here?"

Derek nodded “Were would you be more comfortable?”

"I Don't know" Stiles whispered.

“My rooms are private and sound proof.” He said softly “Would that help?”
 

Stiles perked up, nodding. "Yes please "
 

Derek smiled softly at him, standing and offering Stiles a hand to help him stand up. Stiles stood carefully, fingers curled around Derek's hand. Derek helped him up, giving his had a comforting squeeze before letting go and leading the way. Stiles followed, biting his cheek when his ankle started hurting half way.

“My room is in the back of my office.” Derek hummed, “You okay?” He asked curiously, noticing the slight change in Stiles’ demeanor, halting his steps when a thought crossed his mind. “If you’re uncomfortable alone with me in my bedroom then we don’t have to go.” He said as he turned, worried he’d made Stiles uncomfortable with the suggestion.

"No!" He reached out, grabbing Derek's shirt. "I just...." he flushed "my ankle hurts again.."

Derek was a bit surprised by the suddenness of the action, his hands going to Stiles’ shoulders. It took a moment for what Stiles had said. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He laughed softly. "I Don't like being seen as weak" he admitted quietly.  Derek’s face softened. “You’re far from weak.” He promised “Now let me help.”

Stiles nodded, lowering his eyes. Derek detangled himself from Stiles’ grip to lean down and touch his leg, taking the pain with a soft grunt before standing back up. “There we go, thank you for letting me help you.” He said, shooting Stiles a pleased smile. Stiles flushed with the praise, giving him a shy smile.

“Now, let’s go.” He said, this time walking side by side with Stiles, guiding him gently with a hand on his lower back when they needed to turn a corner. Stiles looked up at the door as it opened, the wave of pure DEREK that poured out making him hum.

Derek went to shut the door but paused “Comfortable with the door closed?” He asked curiously, looking back at Stiles. Stiles nodded, already more relaxed than before.

Derek shut the door, turning back to Stiles. “You can sit on the bed if you like.” He offered, grabbing his rolling desk chair “it’s more comfortable than this chair.” He explained. Stiles nodded, curling up on the bed, making sure his ankle was propped.

Derek chuckled, sitting down. “Comfy?” He teased lightly. Stiles grinned. "Your bed is comfortable as hell"

Derek hummed, biting his tongue from telling Stiles that it looked even more comfortable with him in it. “Ready to tell me what happened ?”

Stiles swallowed, nodding. "Okay. So...." he took a deep breath. 

"I had a casual boyfriend. One of those that would more be considered a friend with benefits ya know?" He shifted, lowering his eyes to his blanket. "He would help me get through heats, I would help him during ruts, and we would hang out and watch movies like normal friends in between....well...he had started getting kinda possessive of me. Got angry when I was with other friends, things like that" he peeked up at Derek, taking another deep breath.
 

Derek blinked, he hadn’t expected Stiles to be the friends with benefits kind but that was none of his business. “I’m right here” Derek soothed “keep going”
 

"I Don't like going through my heats alone. It's the only reason I even agreed to this arrangement when he offered it. But when he started acting possessive I backed off. I refused to let him help with my heat. He didn't like that." Stiles swallowed hard. "My landlord knew he helped me with heats before and...gave him an extra key when he played the concerned heatmate... "

Stiles' hands were trembling. "I Hadn't gotten the last birth control shot because I was going to be alone for the heat and...."

He sucked in a deep breath, the scent in the air calming him. "He showed up in the middle of my heat, when I was most delirious and when the heat ended two days early, he was livid." He rubbed his arms. "He yelled, shook me, not caring that I was still heat drunk and more sensitive to touch and sound. Yelled that he refused to mate and refused to be my baby's father." He curled up as much as he could, his voice shaking as he started crying "he left. Got a restraining order put through by a cop buddy of his. I kept the pregnancy hidden for months until he wasn't happy just leaving me unbound. He let it slip to both my landlord and my boss." 

He hid his face. "I've been in that tent a month. I havent seen my birthing doctor since her gender and anatomy scan. The last I've heard from HIM was a voicemail telling me that no one would want me. Some unbound wh-whore." His voice broke as he fell silent, tears running down his face.

Derek tried to keep his composure, letting Stiles get through the whole story, but his eyes had already started flashing that Alpha werewolf red. 

He was pissed, someone had hurt Stiles and very badly. He wanted to rip that Alphas’ head off and wanted to kill him slowly and make him suffer. Derek wished he could take Stiles’ pain but unfortunately even werewolfs couldn’t take that type of pain away. 

Derek got up and went to sit on the edge of his bed, forcing himself to stay calm, not wanting to crowd Stiles but he wanted the omega to know he was there. 

“He had no right. You don’t deserve what he’s done to you. He is absolutely wrong, someone will want you. Don’t you dare listen to him”

Stiles didn't even look up, leaning into Derek as he cried. "No one wants me" he hiccuped. “Nonsense” Derek huffed, wrapping a comforting arm around Stiles “You’ll find someone, everyone has a mate”

Stiles shifted to his face in Derek's chest, breathing deeply. Derek let his hand slip into Stiles’ hair. “There you go, take as much of my scent as you need” he murmured.

"Smells good" he murmured, turning even more so he could tuck his nose in Derek's neck, absently rubbing his face and jaw there. "So good"

Derek surpassed a groan, that felt good, but this was about Stiles. “I’ll be here for you, on your side no matter what.” Derek murmured, letting his fingers thread through Stiles’ hair absently, tilting his head a little to  give Stiles more room.

Scent marking him even more, Stiles soaked in his scent, his movements slowing as he calmed. “Better?” Derek asked a little breathy, tilting his head even more for Stiles.

"Mmmmmnnnnh" he hummed, rubbing his jaw along Derek's scent gland again before settling completely. Dazed but not drunk. “Are you tired? Want to go back to your room?” He asked softly, playing with Stiles’ hair absently.

"No, wanna stay with you" he murmured, leaning into the hand in his hair.

A smile played at Derek’s lips. “Okay little one, you can stay.” He said with a soft chuckle. Stiles shivered at the name, a smile curling his lips were they were pressed to Derek's shoulder. “But I’m not sleeping in jeans, so you have to let me go for a minute to change” Derek said with a soft laugh.

Stiles whined, even as he flopped over to the side so Derek could move. Derek’s laugh grew, shaking his head fondly. “Shoes off please” he hummed to Stiles as he got up and rummaged through his drawers for pajamas.

Stiles clumsily toed off his shoes, curling up around his belly, watching him blearily through half closed eyes. Derek got his clothes and went into his private bathroom “I’ll be just through this door” he promised, leaving it cracked slightly so there wasn’t too much of a barrier between them and he still had privacy to change.

Stiles hummed, shifting over a bit so Derek had room to crawl into the bed. Derek changed quickly, walking out in plaid pajama pants and a black muscle shirt, going to turn the lights out before slipping into bed next to the omega.

Stiles let out a sort of purring sound, shifting closer as he relaxed back into the sheets. Derek rolled to face Stiles “You okay over there little one?” He asked softly. Stiles shivered again, smiling as he pressed against his side, nuzzling his shoulder. "Mmmmgood"

Derek hummed, shifting back onto his back, moving his arm so Stiles could get closer if he wanted. Stiles curled close, shifting so his head was on Derek's shoulder, bump rest against his side.

Derek let his arm wrap around Stiles protectively, hand resting on the side of Stiles’ bump as he tilted his head for Stiles to get closer to his scent if he needed to. "Mmmm, smell good" he breathed against his skin as he scented him again, dozing off.

“Good night, little one” Derek murmured, holding him tightly as he drifted off too

Stiles woke, grumbling softly as he shifted closer to the scent that called to him, opening his eyes blearily. Derek gave a grunt at the movement, shifting himself slightly, arm still around Stiles but this time he was holding the omega from behind, arm draped over his bump.

Stiles purred again, a small smile on his face. “Everything okay?” Came Derek’s sleepy , raspy voice next to his ear. "Hungry" he grumbled. "Gotta pee. But I'm comfy"

Derek gave a sleepy laugh, releasing Stiles “Go pee” he mummbled.Stiles hummed, stumbling from the bed to the bathroom, whining at the pain in his ankle. “Careful “ Derek murmured “I’ll fix it when you come back”

Stiles nodded, hobbling to and from the bathroom. Derek snuggled back down into the warmth of his covers, taking a deep breath and enjoying the lingering scent of the omega. Stiles slipped back into the bed, curling close.
 

Derek gave him a smile “Gonna fix your ankle” he said, giving Stiles a warning before he reached down and touched his leg, taking the pain with a groan, rotating his own ankle as he felt his healing kick in, removing his hand and relaxing again.

Stiles' eyes popped open, turning to look at him in wide eyed horror as he heard the groan and felt Derek's movements. "You FEEL IT?!" He gasped. Derek’s eyes blink open “Huh?” He asked, voice still rough with sleep and his brain wasn’t quite keeping up. "When you help my ankle. You feel it!" He sat up. "I don't want you hurt, Derek!"

Derek wiped his eyes, brain finally catching up as he propped himself up on one elbow to look at Stiles. “I’m a werewolf. My healing kicks in very quickly “ he assured him. "But you hurt " Stiles whimpered. Derek frowned “Barely, no more than a couple of moments”

"But..." he ran a hand down his bump with a wince at his baby kicking hard. “Hey.” Derek soothed “It’s barely any pain, I promise” he murmured, hand going to lay on top of Stiles’ hand soothingly.
 
Stiles leaned into his touch, letting out a soft sigh. "Ok"

“Can we sleep more now?” Derek all but whined, flipping back down onto his back. Stiles let out a startled laugh, laying back down and Derek covered them both back up, settling in.

Stiles nuzzled closer, humming. Derek wrapped his arms around the Omega, holding him close. “Thank you.” He groaned, eyes shutting, leaving enough room for Stiles to get to his Scent gland if he wanted. Stiles rubbed his jaw along his scent gland, nuzzling into him.

Derek squeezed him lightly. “I’m going to smell like you.” He hummed, knowing he smelled like content alpha and he was definitely content. "Mmmm, good" Stiles hummed.

Derek chuckled “Like the sound of that, little one?” He hummed, hand going to thread through Stiles’ hair again. "Mmhm" Stiles felt his eyes slip half closed, content and warm. Derek smiled Holding Stiles close as he dozed back off easily. Stiles shifted, content, his hands on his bump.

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Derek was only woken up by a knock at the door, he groaned, de-tangling himself from the omega to go see what’s wrong. His hair was sticking up all over the place as he walked to the door, only cracking it to talk to who turned out to be Scott and Boyd just giving their morning reports. 

He thanked them, ignoring the smirks on their faces when they smelled Stiles, but they didn’t say anything, just left him to his morning. Derek made his way back to the bed, slipping in and wrapping his arms around Stiles and pressing his face into Stiles’ neck without even thinking.

Stiles purred, eyes cracking open as he tilted his head to give Derek more room. Derek nuzzled his nose against Stiles’ scent gland, taking a deep breath, groaning at how good he smelled. Stiles' purr turned into a hum, a smile on his face. “You smell good.” Derek murmured, nose still pressed against Stiles’ neck, soaking up the scent.

"Mmm, kinda smell like you now" Stiles murmured. Derek let his nose trail over his scent gland, up to Stiles’ ear and back down. “I noticed.” He hummed. Stiles shivered, a sub vocal whimper leaving him at the almost caress. Derek shivered at the noise, repeating the action. “Am I making you uncomfortable, little one?” He asked softly.

"No" Stiles promised breathily. Derek took a deep breath, getting a lung full of Stiles’ scent. “You just smell so good, your scent mixed with my, it’s intoxicating” he said, voice rough.

"I like it" Stiles whispered, eyes half closed and almost purring again. "I really do" he added. Derek let his nose trail Stiles’ neck before nuzzling his ear. “Do you now, little one ?” He asked, voice a bit lower than normal. Another subvocal noise left him, his eyes fluttering "yeah." Stiles breathed. "Love your scent. Like how it mingles with mine."

Derek took another deep breath. “We should get up and going” he murmured, breath fanning over Stiles’ neck, but he didn’t even move to let him go.Stiles hummed, if anything pressing closer. Derek chuckled “Take that as a ‘no thank you’” he teased, nuzzling Stiles’ neck and tightening his grip slightly. "MM, good" Stiles grinned.

Derek chuckled “I could get drunk on just your smell. He groaned, taking another deep breath, pressing his nose against Stiles’ scent gland. Stiles shivered. "I DO on yours." He reminded. “I remember” Derek said, lips brushing Stiles’ scent gland as he talked, breath fanning over it.

Stiles shivered again, tilting his head further. It must take so much trust for Stiles to even let Derek alone in a room with him, much less hold him like this. “Beautiful.” He found himself saying at the way Stiles trusted him to be so close, tilting his head for him to take his fill of the Omegas scent. Beautiful didn’t really describe it, but it was the closest he could get. Stiles flushed, squirming a bit before settling again pressing close and Derek smiled “Gorgeous.” He said, tracing Stiles’ neck with his nose.

Stiles let out a near silent moan, eyes fluttering closed.Derek heard him, breath catching slightly at the sound. “Like it when I tell you you’re beautiful, little one?”

"Not used to it" Stiles breathed. "And the name..." he flushed, mouth parted as he breathed carefully. Derek’s face drifted to Stiles’ shoulder, nose tracing feather light over his shoulder where his shirt had slipped just a bit. “Well it’s true.” He hummed “Very beautiful. So pretty.” He added. “What about the name? Hmm? Don’t like it? Want me to stop calling you that?”

Stiles groaned softly. "Never stop" he breathed. "I like it" he promised. “I’ll never stop.” Derek said, not quite able to keep the growl out of his voice. Stiles sucked in a breath, his scent blooming with a spike of arousal, even as the flush deepened. It only took a moment for Derek to catch that scent, taking in a good breath and groaning softly. “Gorgeous”

Stiles shivered, hands sliding to twist in Derek's shirt. “You okay little one?” He asked, voice deeper with arousal , letting his hand trail done Stiles’ side lightly, but not very far. "Good" Stiles murmured,  shifting as close as his bump would allow.

“You are so pretty.” Derek breathed, lips ghosting over Stiles’ shoulder. Stiles gasped, squirming a bit until he could settle against him, their hips lined up. "Oh"

Derek couldn’t hold back a groan when Stiles’ ass brushed him. “Sorry.” He murmured softly, going back to nuzzling Stiles’ neck. "Don't be" Stiles tilted his head with a grin. Derek hummed, giving Stiles’ ear a light nip.Stiles groaned softly, shivering.

Derek pressed a feather light kiss to Stiles’ neck. Before he could do anything else his phone went off. Derek groaned. “I have to answer that.” He hummed, rolling over to grab it off the night stand. Stiles shivered at the kiss, whining softly as Derek pulled away. He sat up carefully, stretching with a small noise.

Derek answered the phone, giving a few responses before hanging up with a groan. “I have to go, Alpha duties” he said with a sigh. “You don’t have to rush though.” He said with a smile “Just lock my room on your way out “

Stiles nodded, a small pout on his face. Derek shot him a lopsided grin. “I won’t be long, I’ll come find you.” He promised, getting up and going to grab himself some clean clothes and slipping into the bathroom to change. Stiles curled up, nuzzling into Derek's pillow.

Derek dressed quickly, coming back out, smelling more like just him. He smiled at the sight of the omega holding his pillow. “Need anything before I leave?” he asked. Stiles sat up, tugging Derek closer to scent mark his wrist the way he had before.

Derek watched him, licking his lips at the sight. The Alpha smirked, grabbing Stiles’ wrist and doing the same. Stiles whined soft and low, darkened eyes watching him. Derek kept his eyes on Stiles the entire time he scent marked him, pressing a soft kiss to his wrist when he was done. Stiles swayed forward, a small smile curling the side of his lips up

Derek gave him a smile “get up and go eat something” he said, reaching to make sure the pain in his leg was gone. "Yes Alpha" he breathed. Derek shivered, licking his lips. “I won’t be long” he said again, leaving to go meet up with the other pack members.Stiles stood carefully, heading down to get food.

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Scott looked up, a smirk on his face as their combined scents filtered into the room. “One word and I’ll throw you down there with Jackson” Derek threatened Scott, Boyd and Allison easily. Allison just grinned and Boyd huffed rolling his eyes, knowing Derek would never. 

“Now. Baby shower plans.” Derek said clapping his hands. He’d had Allison call this meeting when everyone was free, he hasn’t intended for it to disrupt anything. Scott's smirk just grew, leaning forward. "Is the baby a boy or girl?" He wondered.

“Girl.” Derek said with a smile. “And Stiles doesn’t have anything.” He sighed , running a hand though his hair absently. "Nothing?" Scott gave him an almost horrified look. "But hes got to be almost 8 months at least!"

Derek sighed “He’s been living in a tent Scott. Nothing.” He pointed out. “And yes, almost. “

"Okay, so. Any idea what he would like color wise?" He asked curiously. “Purples and greens. And maybe yellow. Like the softer colors.” Derek said and shot Scott a ‘shut up’ look. Scott just grinned. "We can handle that. Theres a smaller room we can use as a nursery right?"

Derek thought for a moment “He’s going to want her close” He reasoned “I don’t know if a separate room is a great idea.” He thought out loud. "Maybe set one up for when shes older but get her a bassinet and such for her to be close?" Scott offered. 

“Maybe..” he hummed “I’ll handle the room situation.” Derek promised. “Now what else, baby clothes, diapers, wipes...” he trailed off thinking “I want it to be perfect. He certainly deserves it after everything that has brought him here.”

Scott and the others nodded, making notes. "Formula, bottles, blankets, the bassinet, high chair, crib, baby bath...." he listed off.  “I’m going to need a lot of help guys.” Derek sighed “Do you mind helping out?” Sure he could force them with his Alpha standing but he wanted his friends to want to help, he wasn’t going to force them. "Of course!" Scott grinned. "Just let me know what you need." he said.  Allison and Boyd chimes in with nearly the same response. 

“Thank you.” Derek said with a smile. “We need to split up. Maybe each of you grab someone, hold on I’ll make the calls” he said stopping mid sentence and walking away to make a couple of phone calls. “Alright Erica, Issac and Kira will be here in a bit, you can divide them up however you like” he said smirking. Scott just smirked "no contest" he teased. "So. Are we going full surprise or ....?"

“Yes , full surprise.” Derek decided “Might as well make him cry some happy tears” he mused. Derek took his wallet out, handing them each a card. “Baby stuff.” He hummed “And lunch for yourselves and if you need anything as well. I really owe you guys,” He said smiling as the other three walked up. 

“I’m taking Stiles shopping for himself, I’m sure he needs some stuff for himself, just avoid us at all costs.” Derek laughed. Boyd kisses Erica’s cheek when she walked up. Kira gave a small wave and Issac just nodded in greeting.  “I have an omega to find. Team up, fill them in and have fun” Derek said with a grin.

Scott grinned, rubbing his hands together as he leaned closer to Isaac unconsciously "ok. So. here is the plan" he said in an exaggerated whisper. Isaac just raised an eyebrow, listening intently. 

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Derek went and searched the kitchens for Stiles with no luck, he sighed.  Derek soon stood in front of Stiles’ door Knocking lightly. Stiles had been poking around his bag when there was a knock on the door. He stumbled toward it. He opened the door, smiling widely at Derek. "Hi"

Derek grinned “Let’s go shopping” he said, getting straight to the point. Stiles blinked, tilting his head. "I don't have any money?" he said slowly. Derek raised an eyebrow “I didn’t ask that.” He laughed. Stiles blinked again. "But..."

“Shopping.” Derek said again, playful grin. “You aren’t going to win” he promised.Stiles laughed, grinning sheepishly, loving the playfulness about the alpha. "Finnnnne" he teased. Derek smiled happily “I’ll take you to lunch wherever you like, too” he promised.

"Mmmm, sold" Stiles laughed. "Let me get my shoes back on"

“I’ll help” Derek offered “Figured it might be getting more difficult “ He mused , following Stile."Its starting to" Stiles admitted, grinning sheepishly. "Especially with the brace."

“Hopefully that will be off soon” he said, Derek helped Stiles sit on the bed before kneeling to help Him with his shoes. "I'm hoping, I'm doing good without my ankle screaming." Stiles mused.

“Good.” Derek smiled, standing back up and helping Stiles up. “Ready?” he asked.  "Ready" Stiles grinned.

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It was a decent drive to the local mall, they chatted happily on the way there. “Does your ankle hurt?” Derek asked after parking, not getting out yet. Stiles flushed. "Not at the moment"

Derek eyed him. “Promise?” he asked. Stiles smiled, nodding. "Its not hurting yet"

Derek smiled before getting out and opening Stiles door, closing it once the omega was out. “Come here for a moment” Derek said after a thought occurred to him, motioning Stiles closer to him. Stiles stepped closer, brow furrowed in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Derek reaches out to tug him into basically a hug, nuzzling his neck to get his scent there. “Don’t want anyone messing with you.” He murmured. Stiles sucked in a breath before melting into him with a purr. "Mmmm"

Derek smiled, pulling back after he was satisfied. “Can I see your wrists?” He asked, stepping back a bit. Stiles offered up his wrists, a small smile on his lips. Derek grinned, bringing one to his own scent gland on his neck and then other, making sure Stiles smelled strongly of him. “There much better” he hummed. “Ready to shop?”

Stiles swayed into him, blinking for a moment before grinning wider. "Ready"

Derek wrapped an arm around Stiles’ shoulder “Let’s do clothes first. And I want no objections, you need maternity clothes and some for after, at least” he hummed. Stiles groaned. "Fine but only because I'm unable to fit into my jeans anymore"

Derek leaned a bit closer to Stiles’ ear. “Good” he praised, leading him inside. Stiles almost stumbled, his insides going mushy at the praise before he straightened back up.

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Two stores later found him claiming a seat on a bench outside of the maternity store, groaning. "Ok, now its hurting " he sighed. Derek chuckled “At least you told me” He mused, reaching your take the Omega’s pain with a soft groan. "I tried not to" he admitted. "But  I accidentally kicked the doorjamb on the way out of the store" he pouted a bit. Derek laughed, shaking his head. “Is the little princess getting hungry?”

"Shes definitely hungry"  Stiles nodded with a grin. “Let’s head down to the food court so you can pick out what you want” He hummed, standing and offering Stiles a hand. "Bit of a lot of places?" Stiles asked, pulling himself up. “Anything you want” Derek agreed.

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After lunch, they found a nerd/geek store, causing Stiles to almost bounce in the doors, grinning widely in excitement. Derek just smiled fondly, following. Stiles hurried, looking over things with a bright smile, clutching a small captain America throw he had found. Derek looked around a bit, not straying too far. “I’ll hold it, you shop.” Derek hummed, holding a hand out for the throw.

Stiles flushed, handing him the blanket. "I'll only get a couple of things" he promised. Derek shook his head “Get what you want, little one” he said where only Stiles could hear. Stiles shivered, chewing on his lip. "You sure?"

“Of course” Derek said with a nod. Stiles smiled widely, kissing his cheek before wandering into the aisles. Derek flushed, grinning, keeping up with Stiles as he looked around.

Stiles had grabbed a couple more things when the smile melted off his face and he grew pale. "We need to go" he whispered to Derek, hurrying to the check out counter. Derek frowned, not even questioning him, paying for their items quickly. 

“What happened?” Derek asked once they were out of the store. "Jake" was all Stiles said, ignoring the pain in the ankle as he walked quickly for the parking lot, still pale.

Derek was confused, but he didn’t say anything else, helping Stiles into the vehicle and putting the many bags into the back seat quickly before getting in himself, not wasting any time, he drove off.

Stiles relaxed a bit as they left the mall parking lot, his breathing hitching as he started crying softly. Derek reached for Stiles’ hand. “What happened?” he asked, voice soft and worried.  Stiles clutched at him. "Jake showed up. And he saw me. Glared at me and started stepping toward me, knowing that the order means I cant be within 20 ft of him. Doesn't matter that I was there f-first"

Derek’s eyes flashed red. “He will never touch you again.” He promised “I’m right here.” He soothed. Stiles started hiccuping as he cried, pressing as close to him as possible with the seat belt. Derek got a little further down the road, back into pack territory where he felt most safe before pulling over. 

Derek was out of the vehicle and around to Stiles’ side in a moment, opening the door so he could comfort him. Stiles looked up, reaching for him. Derek unbuckled Stiles’ seat belt for him, pulling him closer.  Derek tilted his head as he placed a hand on the back of the omegas head and gently guided Stiles towards his neck.

Stiles buried his face in Derek's neck, sucking in big lungfuls as he clutched at him. “I’ve got you, sweetheart. You’re safe. Just breath” Derek soothed, fingers threading through Stiles’ hair. Stiles cried a bit longer, slowly calming as Derek's scent surrounded him.

Derek held him for a bit longer “Let’s get home, little one.” He murmured, pulling back slowly. Stiles scent marked him back, sniffling as he sat back down, cupping his bump in his hands. Derek gave a smile, laying his hand gently on Stiles’ stomach “She is safe too, I wouldn’t let anyone hurt either of you” he soothed, taking his hand away after a moment. Stiles sniffled, giving him a small smile

“There. That’s better” he hummed, buckling Stiles’ seat belt back for him before shutting the door carefully and getting back inside himself. Stiles curled as close as he could, though he was much more relaxed. Derek offered his hand again, figuring Stiles might need it. Stiles nuzzled it, scenting it as he relaxed further.

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It didn’t take them much longer to reach the pack house. “I’ll get the bags and I need to talk to Scott” he hummed. “Will you be okay for a bit? You can go to my room.” He offered

"Mkay" he murmured, nuzzling his wrist again. "I'll go to your room"

Derek smiled. “You did lock up this morning right?

"Uh huh" he nodded, nose still on the scent gland. “Good” he praised, fishing around in his pocket, handing over his house keys. “This one is for my office that I locked before we left and this one is for my room” he said with a smile, handing them over. Stiles clutched at them before slowly getting out of the car. Derek came around quickly, helping him. “Your ankle?”

Stiles hummed. Shaking his head. At the time he wasn't feeling it. He wasn't feeling much except the need to surround himself in his Alphas scent. “I won’t be too long. Derek promised as he went to grab all the bags.

Stiles nodded, hurrying in the house and straight to Derek's room. He didn't even think. Let his instincts take over as he stripped down to his boxers and buried himself in Derek's bed, nose in the mans pillow.

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Derek brought the bags to Stiles’ room for him before searching out Scott, pulling him to the side once he’d found him. “Hey, how’d shopping go?”

Scott grinned, nodding. "We got SO much" he assured. "Allie kinda went insane with clothes though"

Derek gave a smile “Thank you so much, you guys really are the best.” He praised. “What all is left?”

"Isaac is talking to a Barker about a cake for the shower, Boyd last I saw was elbow deep in you tube diaper cake tutorials, and Erica was helping Allie wash baby clothes and cleaned out that tiny storage room between your and Stiles' room for a future nursery slash playroom"

Derek pulled Scott into a tight hug “You guys are amazing” he said, releasing the other Alpha. “I need to get back to Stiles, is there anything I need to do?”

"What day do we want this?" He asked. "And why do you smell like distress?'

“It’s Tuesday...Saturday enough time to get everything ready?” Derek wondered “if not then the next Saturday.” He reasoned with a sigh. “We ran into the sperm donor, Stiles is waiting for me in my room, he’s really upset” he explained.

"Saturday should be fine" Scott assured "make sure Stiles is ok" he smiled. "Hes our pack now. We will keep him safe" he promised. Derek blinked at Scott’s words “You see him as pack?” He asked. "Well, yeah, Don't you?" Scott blinked at Derek in (fake) confusion.

Derek rolled his eyes “Just didn’t realize you thought of him as pack yet.” He huffed “Let’s keep the sperm donor between you, me and Boyd.” Derek said “Also, tell the ones patrol that I don’t want anyone except pack on our land without my knowledge”

"Aye aye Alpha" Scott grinned, saluting him. Derek smiled “Thanks again Scott” he said, heading off to get to Stiles. Scott grinned, heading back to tell the others.

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Derek made it back to his room, opening the door carefully and shutting it behind him. Stiles whined softly, curling tighter around his stomach at the sound of someone entering. “It’s me, little one, just me” Derek promised already kicking off his shoes. "Alpha" he whispered. “Yes?” Derek asked “Let me change and I’ll  come hold you if you want, if not that’s okay too” he said gently.

"Yes please" Stiles peeked blearily over the edge of the blanket. Derek nodded, opting for just changing into some pajama pants and a tank right there. Stiles scooted over a bit to give him room, hiding under the blanket. Derek cut off the lights and crawled into bed. Stiles was  plastered against him, sucking in his scent. "Alpha"

“You don’t have clothes on” Derek pointed out, wrapping his arm around Stiles. "Do too. Have underwear" he murmured. Derek snorted out a laugh “fair enough “ he hummed. Stiles clung to him, tears in his eyes again

“I told Scott about running into that asshole” He said softly, hand running though Stiles’ hair now. Stiles whimpered, pressing closer. “Shh.” He soothed “I told him who the asshole is to you and that's all he knows. No more. He needed to know not to let anyone onto our property and he needed a reason and apparently that was plenty of reason, not even knowing what happened” Derek mused. Stiles relaxed, nuzzling close. "Okay"

“Want to know what he said?” Derek asked.  "Hmm?" Stiles tilted his face up to blink at him. Derek smiled at Stiles “Scott told me not to worry, because you’re pack and we protect pack “

Stiles' breathing hitched. "Really?" he asked, voice soft. Derek nodded “His exact words” he promised. Stiles gave him a smile before pressing close again. "I like that"

Derek hummed “Me too” he agreed, giving Stiles a gentle squeeze. Stiles relax, dozing a bit, even as he clung tightly to Derek. Derek watched Stiles,eventually letting his own eyes

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Stiles woke a couple of hours later, grumbling quietly as he wiggled free, hurrying to the bathroom

“Okay?” Derek managed to mumble, still half asleep.

"Yeah, gotta pee" he stumbled toward the bathroom, cringing as his ankle screamed. He hurried back to the bed afterwards, not being able to stifle the whimper when he accidently kicked the bedframe. Derek sat up at the noise “What happened?”

Stiles didn't say anything, still blinking back tears and biting back the screech that wanted to come out instead of the whimper. Derek blinked, still trying to get his bearings “Your ankle?” He finally asked, scooting across the bed towards Stiles.
 

Stiles whined softly. "Yeah"
 

Derek leaned over enough to touch Stiles’ leg, taking his pain with a groan. “Jesus.” He huffed “That did hurt, huh?” He asked, taking a deep breath, his pain already dissipating. Stiles slumped into the matress.  "Fuck yes"

Derek laughed, moving over to give Stiles room. Stiles curled close, still in just his boxers. "Mmmm, nice nap"

Derek wrapped an arm around the omega “It was, how are you feeling?”

"Better" he promised, nuzzling closer. “Good.” Derek hummed, positioning himself so Stiles had access to his neck. Stiles ran his jaw over the gland, humming softly. "Hungry" he whispered.

Derek chuckled softly “Well you’re going to have to release me so I can go get you something” he mused. Stiles groaned, sitting up with a pout. "Fiiiine"

Derek laughed “What do you want?”

"Mmmm, big salad with spinach and chicken and lots of cherry tomatoes, cheese, and bacon" he answered. Derek nodded “Anything else?”

"Something warm to drink" he shrugged. Derek got up, slipping on his shoes, not even bothering to redress. “I’ll be right back.”

"Mmmm" he smiled widely at him, grabbing his wrist to accent mark him before flopping back to lay down, rubbing his stomach. Derek laughed, shaking his head as he left to go get Stiles’ food and some for himself. Stiles sprawled out on the bed, purring as he soaked in the scent of Derek. Fuck he smelled good.

Derek made it almost down to the kitchen when he was almost tackled in a hug by a younger omega “Derek!” She said happily as he grunted at the contact. “Hey iris” he laughed, giving her a hug back before she stepped back.

“I got into college “ she said proudly. “Congratulations!” Derek said, giving her a hug of his own. 

Once he’d gotten away from Iris and down to the kitchen it didn’t take long for him to return with their food. “Sorry got held up” he said with a smile, shutting the door and locking it. Stiles looked up, his nose flaring before he pouted. He stood, walking up to Derek, leaning into him and breathing deeply. Derek raised an eyebrow at the omega “Something wrong?” He asked slowly as he put the food down.

"Smell" he grumbled, rubbing his jaw over Derek's left shoulder. “Thought you liked my smell” Derek chuckled.

"Do. The omega no" he replied. 
 

It took Derek a minute to catch up. “Oh. Iris, yeah she stopped me on the way down” he explained. Stiles grumbled again, scent marking him thoroughly. Derek laughed, smirking. “Really didn’t like that smell huh?” He teased.

Stiles flushed as he shifted back enough to look up at him. "I shouldn't. But I did. I didn't like the omega scent covering mine on you"

Derek just gave him an amused smile “I’m not complaining” He promised. Stiles took Derek's hand, rubbing the wrist against his scent glands. Derek hummed contently “now that I only smell like you again, you need to eat”

Stiles' cheeks went darker as he gave him a sheepish smile.Derek’s grin widened “I brought desert too”

Stiles brightened a bit. "Really?" He breathed. “Chocolate cake sound good?” He said, slipping around Stiles to get the food out and ready. "Oh fuck yes" he moaned.

Derek handed over Stiles’ plate before fixing his own food. Stiles hurried to sit back on the bed, a huge grin on his face as he dug in. Derek followed once he’d gotten his food out, stealing a bite of Stiles’ playfully. Stiles laughed, stealing one of Derek's fries and Derek stuck his tongue out playfully at the Omega before continuing to eat. 

It didn’t take long to finish their food, soon Derek was siting the empty plates on the dresser for him to take back down later. Stiles licked chocolate off the bottom of his lip with a groan.

Derek smiled “Good? Did the little princess approve ?”

"High praise" Stiles grinned, running his hands along his bare stomach. Derek smiled “May I?” He asked, motioning towards Stiles bump. Stiles nodded, grinning widely.
 

Derek reached over, pressing his hand lightly to Stiles’ belly for a moment before letting his hand move over the stretched skin. “She’s getting big” he hummed. Stiles' eyes fell half closed as he purred, smiling a bit as the baby kicked Derek's hand.

Derek smiled “Oh there you are princess.” He cooed to Stiles’ stomach happily. Stiles chuckled as she rolled around. "She likes your voice"

Derek’s smile grew wider, continuing to talk. “Your daddy needs to come up with a name for you so I’ll have something to call you besides Princess”

Stiles laughed "I've been thinking of them" he promised. Derek finally took his hand back with a yawn “is it bad that I’m sleepy again now that I’m full?” He mused, moving time cuddle down into the covers.

"Mm., no, naps are awesome" Stiles  grinned "cmon, more?"

“Sounds like a plan” Derek said with another yawn, opening his arms for Stiles. Stiles curled close, burying his face in Derek's throat. Derek sighed contently, giving Stiles as much room as he needed to scent him to his hearts content.

Stiles hummed, scenting him by running his jaw and cheeks over Derek's neck, hands clutching at him as he slowly settled. Derek dozed off rather quickly, holding Stiles protectively. Stiles settled closer, nose and lips settling under Derek's ear before drifting off.

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An hour or two later Derek woke up slowly with a groan, they’d changed around positions in their sleep and he was now wrapped around Stiles from behind. Stiles hummed softly, shifting to  press closer, murmuring kn his sleep.
 

Derek tightened his hold, nuzzling his face into Stiles’ neck to take a deep breath, letting it out with a groan. “You smell so good little one” he murmured.

Stiles shivered, eyes cracking open with a soft "hnnnnnnn'

Derek took another deep breath, nuzzling  Stiles’ neck. Stiles tilted his head, warmth spreading through him.Derek pressed a soft kiss to Stiles’ neck as he nuzzled closer. Stiles hummed again, mouth parting softly.

Derek let his hand trail down Stiles’ side, humming happily when he remembered that Stiles only had boxers on as his fingers brushed skin. Stiles shivered, pressing back and into the touch.

Derek’s hand gripped Stiles’ hip, thumb rubbing circles there. “Sleep good little one?”he asked right against Stiles’ ear, breath fanning over it lightly. "Mmmhmm" he tilted his head back as a small smile crossed his face.

Derek smiled, nuzzling against Stiles’ scent gland an taking a deep breath, letting it out with a content sigh, lips brushing over Stiles’ skin in the process. Stiles shivered, groaning softly. "Alpha" he breathed.

Derek’s grip tightened fractionally, unable to repress a shiver and a soft growl as he nuzzled Stiles’ neck again “You smell so good little omega”Derek murmured, voice a little rough.

Stiles sucked in a breath as heat shot through him, arousal settling low in his gut at the growl and name. He groaned softly, head tilting further back to bare his throat.

“So beautiful” Derek said softly, nose trailing down Stiles’ neck teasingly. Stiles flushed, eyes still half closed as he soaked up Derek's touches, one hand slipping up to cup Derek's cheek.

Derek nuzzled into his hand as his own hand moved to caress Stiles’ side. Derek pressed a kiss to Stiles’ palm lightly. Stiles curled his fingers, groaning again. "Alpha"

“Hmm?” Derek asked absently, Stiles’ words going straight to his cock, nibbling lightly at Stiles’ palm. Stiles moaned softly, carefully leading Derek's face to his neck before removing the hand, letting it slide down to grab Derek's pant leg.

Derek hummed, inhaling Stiles’ aroused scent with a groan “beautiful” he murmured, pressing a kiss to Stiles’ neck. "Mmmmng" he groaned, baring his neck some more, squirming a bit as arousal shot through him.

“So gorgeous” Derek hummed, pressing a few more kisses down Stiles’ neck.Stiles whimpered, squirming a bit more, rocking his hips back unconsciously as he arched his back. Derek groaned when Stiles brushed against him, moving to let his tongue trail down Stiles’ neck.

Stiles whined, mouth falling open as he moaned. Derek moved to press kisses to Stiles’ shoulder, letting his teeth graze there. "Alpha" he moaned, gasping out as he shivered.
 

“I’ve got you, little one” He promised, Derek’s fingers trailing down to play with the waistband of Stiles’ boxers as he nibbles at the omega’s shoulder and neck.

Rocking his hips back, Stiles panted softly, Derek's touch sparking against his skin. Derek let one finger slip under the waistband slightly “Do you want me to stop? I won’t be angry” he asked, assuring Stiles that he was in charge here.

Stiles sucked in a breath, squirming. "Dont stop" he whispered, his voice rough. Derek just hummed, letting his hand slip inside Stiles’ boxers, lightly brushing his skin, taking his time.

Stiles shivered. His breathing hitched as the fingers slid along skin, his own hands moving back to grip at the pillow while the other slid into Derek's hair. Derek pressed open mouth kisses to Stiles’ shoulder and up his neck, letting his fingers just brush the tip of Stiles’ erection before continuing to tease him. Stiles whined, gasping and rocking his hips. "Alpha" he moaned.

“Shhh, I’ve got you” Derek soothed, letting his hand roam everywhere except where me knew the omega wanted him to touch. “I want to take my time with you” he said softly into Stiles’ ear.

Stiles moaned softly, eyes fluttering closed. "Please Alpha" he breathed, rocking his hips back against him. Derek groaned, rolling his hips forward, grinning his erection into Stiles’s ass as he let his fingers ghost over Stiles’ cock.

Stiles moaned, arching his back to grind back harder, hips stuttering at the teasing fingers. “Fuck, you are so gorgeous.” Derek moaned, wrapping his hand firmly around Stiles’ cock and stroking him. Stiles cried out, tugging at Derek's hair.
 

Derek rolled his hips, rutting against Stiles’ ass as he stroked Stiles in time with his own thrusts, head tilting back in a groan with the hair pulling. "Alpha please. Fuck" he cursed, arching sharply.

“Im right here” Derek soothed, picking up the pace, sucking at Stiles’ shoulder. “Going to come all over my hand Little one?” Derek asked in a low voice, lips still against the Omega’s shoulder.

Stiles gasped out a "Alpha!" Before he came with a cry. Derek groaned, after a few more grinds against Stiles he came hard himself, panting lightly. “Shit.” He breathed, pulling his hand out of Stiles’ boxers only to bring it to his lips to taste the omega.

Stiles turned just enough to watch, whimpering softly at the sight. He shifted just a bit, the slick and come on his boxers making the fabric stick to him. Derek just grinned “You taste good.” He said with a shrug, proving his point with another lap of his tongue, cleaning up his hand effectively.

"That's hot" Stiles  breathed, eyes locked on him. Derek smirked. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” He hummed. Stiles sat up carefully, a hand on his bump. "Mmmkay"
 

“How about a warm bath?” Derek offered with a smile. "That sounds amazing" he groaned, leaning forward to absently scent mark him. Derek pressed a kiss to Stiles’ forehead “I’”” go run it for you.” He hummed, getting up slowly with a groan. Stiles leaned into the kiss. His heart fluttering.

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It didn’t take long for Derek to get the bathtub filled up and ready to go. “All done.” He said, leaning against the doorway, looking at Stiles. Stiles stood, absently tossing off the soaked boxers, turning to put them in the hamper on top of his clothes.

Derek eyed the omega up and down, licking his lips at the sight. “Come on, ill help you in” he hummed “then I’m going to get a shower”

Stiles shuffled to him, leaning up to kiss his cheek as he passed. "Thank you" he whispered. "You can join me you know"
 

Derek smiled fondly at him “I figured.” He laughed, leading Stiles into the bathroom and helping him get over into the tub, not letting him go until he sat down completely. “Was just going to give you some time to yourself to relax.” He hummed, kissing the top of Stiles’ head. 

“Going to go grab us some clothes” Derek said. "Hmmmm, kay" he smiled as he leaned back relaxing.

Derek rummaged around, finding them both some boxers and a T-shirt, returning and laying them out on the sink before starting his own water. Stiles watched him through kidded eyes, a smile on his face. Derek stripped slowly, tossing his clothes into the basket before stretching. He grinned, feeling Stiles’ eyes on him.

Stiles groaned softly as Derek stripped, tongue swiping along his lower lip. Derek chuckled to himself, he could hear the Omega’s groan as he stepped into the shower, shutting the door.

Stiles shifted, settling in to watch the blurred form of Derek, his cheeks pink. Derek tipped his head back with a soft moan at the feeling of the water hitting him, he could still feel Stiles watching and didn’t mind putting on a show for the omega.
 

Stiles sucked in a breath, his eyes widening a bit. Derek grabbed his shampoo and lathered it up, scrubbing it into his hair, nails scraping his scalp and pulling another soft moan from his lips. Stiles whimpered softly, squirming a bit.

Derek smirked to himself, licking his lips as he continued to wash his hair slowly before rinsing the dude out. Stiles sat up, licking his lips.

Derek grabbed his wash rag, soaping it up generously before he started rubbing his chest and shoulders slowly. "Alpha" he breathed almost silently.

Derek heard him, biting back a soft growl he moved down to his chest, letting the rag catch one of his nipples, making him gasp softly and tilt his head back. Stiles whimpered, shifting as he was blind sided by the fact that apparently his refractory period was almost non existent at the moment.

Derek let his rag venture lower to run over his stomach and abs with a soft groan, head tilting back more. "Alpha, you tease" Stiles groaned, tilting his head back as he leaned back, thinking lightly on the side of the deep tub.

Derek chuckled softly, licking his lips. “Complaining little one?” He teased, rag slipping down to his waist and hips. "Hell no" Stiles breathed, fingers of one hand sliding down his bump to absently stroke himself.

Derek grinned, knowing exactly what Stiles was doing “I don’t remember saying you could touch yourself.” He hummed, hands trailing down to wrap around his own erection.

Stiles sucked in a whimpering sound, his hands going to clutch the sides of the tub. "But you get too?" He breathed, not really put out by the sort of order. Derek smirked “I’m the Alpha” he said simply, a little growl In His voice. Stiles moaned, baring his throat at the growl, his eyes closing.

“Such a good Omega” Derek praises, stopping his stroking and rinsing himself off thoroughly before turning the water off and opening the shower door. Stiles groaned at the praise, squirming a bit. Derek dried himself off, eyes trailing over Stiles’ body as he did so. Derek made his way over to kneel by the tub, hand trailing down Stiles’ shoulder lightly “May I?” He hummed.

Stiles tilted his head to give him more room, humming softly in consent. Derek kisses Stiles temple, hand slipping below the water to wrap around his cock. Stiles moaned, leaning into the kiss as he arched up.
 

“So good, so beautiful for me” Derek murmured, setting a steady pace. "Derek" he breathed, head tilting back to stare up at him. "Alpha"

Derek smiled fondly down at him. “I’ve got you sweetheart” he promised.. Stiles flushed, his mouth falling open as his eyes fluttered.
 

“God you are so beautiful” Derek murmured , speeding up and letting his thumb brush over the tip. “Come for me, little one” Derek demanded. He came with a cry, clutching at the sides of the tub as he panted.
 

“So good” he murmured, pulling his hand out of the water. “Want me to was your hair?” He offered with a grin. "Mmmm, please" he gave him a dazed grin.
 

Derek chuckled “Course” he murmured, pressing a kiss to Stiles hair. Once Stiles was clean and dried off, Derek helped him into a pair of his boxers and a loose T-shirt before getting dressed himself.

Stiles stepped in front of him, his head tilted as he watched Derek curiously. He wanted to ask, but something was holding him back. Which was unusual because he normally didn't have a filter. Maybe it was...he didnt want to be rejected? He didn't know but even just that was vexing.
 

Derek raised an eyebrow at the Omega in front of him, giving him a smile “Something wrong?” Derek asked, god had he gone too far? Made Stiles uncomfortable? Did he regret it? Did he think Derek was like every other knot-head alpha he’d met?  A million different scenarios we’re playing out in his head but he kept his expression light, not wanting to jump to conclusions.

"...I just..." he swallowed hard. "This....this isn't a one time thing right? You actually want me for more than....I just.... after jake j Jake to make sure"

Derek frowned almost instantly “I’m nothing like him and if I have to spend every day proving that, then I will” he said, face softening as he stepped forward, one hand cupping the omegas face. Stiles sucked in a breath, leaning into the hand. "I just had to make sure. I want more. But I won't if we aren't on the same page."
 

Derek let his thumb brush over Stiles’ cheek just looking at him for a moment. “We are beyond on the same page” he promised. Stiles smiled, his own thumb trailing over the scent gland in Derek's wrist.
 

Derek licking his lips absently, shivering at Stiles’ touch. After a moment he leaned closer , his lips almost touching the Omegas’ but not quite. Stiles sucked in a sharp breath through his nose. His eyes locking on Derek's. "Alpha" he breathed, tongue swiping out to wet his bottom lip, a flush brightening his cheeks when he leaned forward to kiss Derek.

Derek groaned, the second their lips touched, hand slipping to hold the back of Stiles’ neck, letting his tongue slide across his lips, asking for entrance. Stiles felt out a breathless groan, parting his lips and sinking into the kiss. Now he knew what people meant by the static shocks that went through you during a kiss.

Derek hummed happily, invading Stiles’ mouth and taking his time exploring with his tongue. Stiles' knees grew weak, clinging to Derek with another moan, one hand fisted in his shirt, the other clinging to the bicep of the arm in his hair.

Derek continued  kissing him until he had to pull back for air, at going around Stiles to make sure he was steady. Stiles gave him a dazed grin. "Wow"

Derek chuckled, just holding him. “I concur” Derek teased and Stiles laughed, his head thrown back. Derek smiled , moving to nuzzle Stiles’ neck when he saw an opening.Stiles groaned, his eyes fluttering closed, a small smile on his face.

“Let’s lay down” Derek offered, pulling back a bit. "Mmmm, yes please. Legs all weak" Stiles agreed. 

Derek smirked “I like having that effect on you” he teased, helping Stiles to the bed."Oh good" he snickered, curling up like he normally did, laughing as the baby immediately started kicking. Derek came around, snuggling close

"Mmm, I like being here" Stiles said. Derek hummed, pressing a kiss to his head. “Good. Because I like having you here”

Stiles smiled, dragging his hand to his stomach where the baby was kicking hard. Derek reached, placing his hand on Stiles’ belly as well. “Both of you”

Stiles flushed, his smile growing pleased. Derek laughed “And the little princess is active tonight” he mused. "I think shes happy" he chuckled. After a moment he chewed on his lower lip. Peeking up at Derek he asked almost bashfully "is it common, for there to be this deep of an attachment and attraction after only a couple of weeks?" His voice was soft and hesitant.

Derek blinked “I....uh..I’m not sure” he admitted. “Feels like longer than that” he mused. "Same here" Stiles grinned. "Feels like way longer"
 

“Do we need to slow things down? Derek asked, letting his thumb brush Stiles’ stomach.Stiles shook his head, a smile on his face. "Its just baffling that I'm this attached this quickly."
 

Derek gave him a soft smile “I’ve never felt this with any other omega” he hummed, pressing a kiss to Stiles’ temple, Even Stiles' scent showed the almost smug happiness as his smile at that news.

Derek chuckled at the pleased smell “And before you ask, there was only one or two, not a whole parade of them” he laughed “A lot of werewolf Alphas never take a mate, they prefer to use their status to sleep with as many omegas as possible” he explained, scrunching his nose up in distaste.

Stile scrunched his own nose, leaning forward to scent mark Derek. "Mmmm, much better"

Derek chuckled “Everyone will be able to smell the mixture of our scents” he warned "Good" Stiles growled before flushing darkly, slapping a hand over his mouth. Derek blinked,  shocked by the outburst, shocked for a moment before he reached and moved Stiles’ hand, moving in to kiss him hard.

Stiles let out a started noise before he moaned, letting his eyes closed even as he flushed darker. Derek broke the kiss to catch his breath. “That was hot” he admitted, moving to nuzzle Stiles neck.

It was?" Stiles asked as he panted. He tilted his head back for him, eyes half closed. Derek pressed kisses along Stiles’ neck. “So possessive of your Alpha” he hummed.

"Cant help it" Stiles breathed. "The thought of you looking at someone else makes my insides claw at me"
 

“I’d break another Alpha’s hand if they touched you.” Derek growled softly. Stiles groaned softly, cheeks pink as he grinned. "That thought should not make me turn to goo"

Derek chuckled “See? Hot” he hummed, pressing another kiss to his neck. Stiles grinned widely. "I...still Don't know why it's like this so quickly, but I Don't care."
 

Derek chuckled “I don’t  want to think to much about it” He admitted, nuzzling Stiles’ scent gland before nibbling at it. “Just want to enjoy it. “

Stiles arched his back sharply with a cry, his eyes all but rolling back as pleasure shot down his spine. "Fuck"

“Sorry, did that hurt?” Derek asked, pulling back a little. "No" he assured, cheeks pink. "That was the opposite "
 

Derek smirked, leaning in to nibble lightly again at Stiles’ scent gland. Stiles moaned, his head tossed back, hand griping at Derek's shirt. Derek hummed, letting his tongue flick out a few times, brushing over the sensitive skin. Stiles' hips jerked, free hand sliding down to grip at Derek's waist as he whimpered "Apha."

Derek let out a soft growl, letting his tongue swirl around Stiles’ scent gland. Stiles shuddered, a gasping whine leaving his throat at the growl. Derek bit down lightly, not hard enough to break skin before sucking at the spot. He loved the sounds he was drawing from the omega.
 

Stiles cried out, pressing up into the bite almost desperately. “So needy” Derek murmured “want your Alpha’s bite sweetheart?” He teased softly, sucking at the spot again. He whimpered, hips rocking against him as much as he could. "Yessssss" he moaned.

“You are so gorgeous “ Derek groaned. Stiles slipped a hand under Derek's shirt to trace along his skin with a groan. Derek smiled, hand going to Stiles’ boxers and rubbing him through them as he sucked at his neck.
 

Stiles whimpered, shifting a bit so his bump was as out of the way as possible before slipping his hand into Derek's boxers. He wrapped his fingers around Derek's cock, his eyes half closed and mouth parted.
 

Derek groaned “F-fuck” he growled, lapping at Stiles’ scent gland, swirling his tongue over it mercilessly. It felt so good to have Stiles’ hands on him for the first time.
 

Stiles stroked him slowly. Moaning at the feel, whimpering out a soft "so big. Alpha"

Derek moved, nipping down Stiles’ neck with a soft growl “Thinking about my knot, little omega?”

Stiles moaned even louder, knowing his slick could be scented by now, throbbing. "Yes alpha" he breathed. Derek let out another growl “I can smell you, you smell so sweet” Derek hummed, letting his hand slip inside Stiles’ boxers, teasing him. Stiles' strokes stuttered, a small sound leaving his chest as he rocked his hips.

Derek sucked up, what was bound to be a mark on Stiles’ neck. “God, I want to taste you, I’d eat you up and not stop until my face is drenched in your slick” Derek said, adding a growl to his words as he started stroking Stiles.

"Oh my fucking god" Stiles let out a high pitched whine. "Please"

Derek grinned triumphant when he could smell the scent of arousal go up even more “Like the sound of that, sweetheart?” He hummed into Stiles’ ear “Want your Alpha to eat you out and then fuck you so hard that you’re screaming by the time I get my knot into you?” 

Derek wasn’t sure where all this dirty talk was coming from, he just wanted Stiles to hear what all he wanted to do to him. Stiles had stopped the stroking, his grip on Derek's cock spasming as he whimpered. "Please" he breathed as heat assaulted his body.

“Oh my little omega likes that idea” he murmured, speeding up his hand on Stiles. "Alpha" he begged, back arching. Derek shivered letting letting out a growl “Yes, little one, your Alpha has you”

"I..." he gasped, baring his throat. Derek had to stop himself from biting Stiles right there. “Look at you, so gorgeous, submitting for me.” He purred, praising the omega.

"Yours" he breathed, a keening whine leaving him at the praise.

Derek rolled his hips up, rutting into Stiles’ hand. “I’m so close, sweetheart, look what you do to me, I feel like a horny teenager” he admitted, nuzzling Stiles’ neck. Stiles groaned, his eyes fluttering closed. "Close too" he promised, legs trembling.

“I’m having to stop myself from claiming you right here and now. You look so pretty and. Smell amazing” Derek admitted. “Come for me” he growled out the command.

Stiles cried out, the picture of being claimed throwing him over the edge, head tossed back. It didn’t take but another minute for Derek to follow him over the edge with a low growl. Stiles clung to him. Panting heavily.
 

Derek held him tight, resting his forehead against Stiles’ cheek. “Fuck” he breathed.
 

Stiles slipped his hand free of Derek's boxers, bringing it up to clean it with his tongue, groaning softly as he watched Derek from under his lashes. Derek groaned at the sight “Fuck, Stiles”

Stiles hummed, suckling his fingers with a groan. "Fuck, you taste good" he breathed. Derek huffed, pulling him into a hard kiss. Stiles kissed him back. Breathless, he chuckled, nipping on Derek's lower lip "what's wrong Alpha?"

Derek let out a playful growl “There is no way I can get hard again right this second, you’re teasing, little one”

Stiles shivered, letting out a soft, delighted laugh. Derek rolled his eyes fondly, pressing a kiss to Stiles’ temple before detangling himself from the omega so he could get up. Stiles whined, sitting up, bracing his bump as he stood. Derek blinked “What’s wrong?” He asked quickly.

"You got up" he grumbled. "And now I have to pee"

Derek chuckled “I was going to get us a wash rag and some clean boxers.” He soothed. Stiles flushed, giving him a small smile. "Thank you." He shifted. "But I really do have to pee" he squeaked before hurrying to the bathroom. Derek chuckled, following him to get the was rag.

Stiles was flushing, his cheeks pink as he just stripped out of the soiled boxers. Derek smiled “You’re seriously gorgeous “ he hummed, wetting the warm rag. Stiles smiled, ducking his head. "Thanks"

“I’m wondering if we should just forget the boxers” he laughed. Stiles smirked, tugging the shirt off and stretching. Derek snorted out a laugh “Message received” he hummed , coming to wash Stiles off, then himself. Stiles rumbled out a purr, leaning into the touches.
 

“All clean” Derek hummed, tossing the rag in the hamper. “Ready to try laying down again?” He laughed. Stiles just smirked, leaning up to nip at Derek's bottom lip. "Maybe" he teased.

Derek laughed, shaking his head. “You’re going to be the death of me” he accused, leading the way back to bed. "Nah, I'll just keep you on your toes.” Stiles mused. 

“That’s good to know.” Derek mused, pulling his own shirt off before climbing into bed, holding the covers open for Stiles. Stiles slipped into bed, plastering himself against Derek. Derek groaned softly at the feeling of skin on skin, wrapping his arms around Stiles. Stiles hummed, nuzzling close. "I feel the hickey you gave me" he murmured "it pulses and I love it"

Derek chuckled “I got carried away” he said, pressing a kiss to Stiles, lips. "I like it" he returned the kiss, nipping again at his lower lip. Derek hummed,hands  slipping into Stiles’ hair to tug lightly, kissing him again.

Stiles groaned, melting against him, his eyes slipping closed. “So responsive “ he murmured against Stiles’ lips. "Cant help it" he flushed. “It’s a good thing” Derek promised, pecking Stiles’ lips. “Good night “ he murmured.

 
Stiles smiled, nuzzling close, scent marking him. "Night Alpha"

Derek pulled back for a moment, maneuvering so he could press a kiss to Stiles’ stomach “and good night to you, princess” he murmured before coming back up to snuggle Stiles. Stiles giggled softly. "Hey, Derek" he murmured, cupping his cheeks to look him in the eye. "Lily Talia. That's her name." He smiled softly.

Derek just kind of stared at him a moment, confused “W-what?”

"I didn't stutter" he teased. "Her name is Lily Talia. Or Talia lily. Haven't figured that one out yet. "

Derek took a deep breath, trying to slow down his fast beating heart. “You don’t have to, sweetheart” He said softly. "I want to" Stiles shook his head. "It just....it sounds right" he smiled softly. "It FEELS right"

Derek surged forward, kissing Stiles hard. Stiles groaned softly at the kiss, smiling into it.

“That’s a beautiful name. You don’t know what that means to me” he murmured, pecking Stiles’ lips a few times.

Stiles smiled softly, cuddling close. "Its perfect for her" he murmured. "She's probably going to be a wolf, too."

Derek frowned, confused “What do you mean...?” He asked slowly. "Jake is a wolf. So theres a good chance she is too"

Derek let his hand drift down to rub Stiles’ belly protectively. “I didn’t realize he was.” Derek hummed “Sorry excuse for a wolf. “

Stiles smiled softly. "Its ok. Most don't realize it"

“Well you’re pack now and so is she. We will keep you both safe” Derek promised. Stiles kissed him hard, a smile on his lips. “Now get some sleep” Derek grinned, pulling him closer and settling in. Stiles nodded, slowly drifting off. Humming a lullaby absently. Derek smiled, drifting off easily.

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Stiles woke a bit at Dawn. Just enough to press closer to Derek before drifting back off, his back and hips now tucked against Deres chest and hips. Derek wrapped an arm around Stiles, dragging him even closer, still asleep. Stiles groaned, wriggling a bit. Grinding back unconsciously. Derek’s grip tightened with a soft hum.

Stiles moaned, eyes flicking under his lids as he dreamed. Derek nuzzled his face against Stiles’ shoulder. Stiles started rocking his hips and moaning. Derek groaned when Stiles’ ass brushed against his growing erection, causing him to become slightly more awake.

"Alpha" Stiles moaned softly, his head tilting to bare it, ass grinding back That had Dereks’ eyes open, groaning again “Stiles, baby you’re asleep” he murmured, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.

Stiles whimpered, slick starting to build as he kept grinding back. Derek let out a soft growl, unable to to keep from grinding forward against Stiles’ ass. Stiles sucked in a breath, letting it out with a soft moan, his eyes fluttering.

“I’m sorry.” Derek groaned. “Are you awake now?” He asked, forcing his body not to react. "Dont stop" Stiles murmured, his cheeks pink as he looked over his shoulder, grinding his hips back

“F-fuck, Stiles” Derek groaned, grinding his hips forward. "Need it" Stiles groaned, hiding his face, his entire body throbbing with need.

“What do you need, little one?” Derek growled out. "You" he gasped, rocking back hard at the growl. Derek moaned, slipping a hand in between them to feel how wet Stiles was getting. “You’re so wet for me, sweetheart. Want my knot baby? You wet for your Alpha’s knot?” He asked against Stiles’ ear roughly.

Stiles let out a high pitched whine as more slick slipped from him. His body was throbbing, his breaths coming out in pants. "Fuckkkk" he groaned. Derek groaned, brining his now soaked hand to his lips and sucking every drop off with a moan “So sweet”

"Alpha" Stiles whimpered, flushing darker as he chewed on his lower lip. “Yes, gorgeous?” He hummed, voice still rough from sleep. "Please" he breathed, shifting so he could feel Derek pressing against him. Derek rolled his hips on instinct. “God, you’re so wet.” he groaned, losing his own control. Derek had rolled them easily to where he was now hovering over Stiles, between his legs.

Stiles gasped, wrapping his legs around Derek's waist loosely, chewing on his bottom lip. "For you" he said softly. Derek growled possessively “Only for me.” One finger trailing down to his entrance, teasing him. Stiles moaned, his head tilting back, rocking back as much as he could. "Please Alpha"
 

“Are you sure? This is what you want, little one? Want my knot right here and now?” Derek asked, bringing his finger back up to suck on with a groan. Stiles whined high in his throat. "Fuck" he groaned, throwing his head back to bare his throat. "Alpha please"

“You’re so pretty when you beg” Derek groaned “Makes me want to give you everything you want” he said, hand going back down to slide one finger inside of Stiles, stretching him wasn’t technically necessary but Derek liked the intimacy of it. Stiles arched his back. Moaning, he shifted to rock harder onto the finger. "Alpha"

“There you go little one” Derek murmured, slipping a second finger inside Stiles. “Taking my fingers so well. My Gorgeous omega” he praised. "Alpha please" Stiles  rambled over and over, clutching at the pillow under his head. Derek pulled his now soaking fingers from Stiles, stroking himself with a groan.

Stiles whined, a hand shooting out to drag Derek's head closer into a harsh kiss made just a bit awkward by his bump. "For gods sake please fuck me" he almost growled, desperation ringing through his voice. Derek’s eyebrows raised before chuckling “So demanding” he teased, positioning himself at Stiles’ entrance before slamming into him.

Stiles almost screamed he cried out so loud, his back arching as this completed feeling raced through him. "Yes!"

“F-fuck” Derek groaned, feeling a warmth cover him before he pulled back to start thrusting into Stiles roughly.

Stiles clutched at Derek, his own head thrown back. "Der, Derek, alpha alphaalphaalpha” he whined. Derek let out a loud growl, thrusting harder and gripping Stiles’ hips hard enough to bruise. “So gorgeous” he grunted “Perfect little omega”

Stiles gasped out a whine, holding on. "Please alpha!" he begged. Derek let out a moan “Want my knot, little one? Want me to fill you all the way up?” He asked, voice rough and knot already starting to swell.

"Yes!" He whined, one hand griping his pillow, the other cupping g his stomach. After two more thrusts Derek felt his knot catch on Stiles rim, locking them together as he came hard. Stiles cries out again, release yanked from him the moment the knot locked them together. Derek took a moment to catch his breath before nuzzling Stiles’ face and neck affectionately, pressing kisses here and there.

Stiles moaned softly, petting Derek's cheek absently. His other hand slid from his bump to stroke up Derek's side. Derek hummed, peppering more kisses over Stiles’ face and neck, enjoying the closeness.  “Gorgeous.” He murmured between kisses.

Stiles shivered, clenching down on the knot, smiling. Derek groaned with a hum, maneuvering them carefully so that they both could lay down. Stiles moaned weakly as it shifted against his prostate. Derek’s hand went up to cup his face, kissing him softly and slowly. Stiles flushed, returning the kiss. Derek pulled back after a moment, nuzzling Stiles’ cheek, just needing to touch the omega as much as possible.

Stiles smiled, holding Derek as close as he could. Derek’s knot went down soon, allowing him to pull free with a groan. Stiles whined, wiggling a bit before pressing closer now that their hips weren't stuck in place. “I’m going to get a warm rag to clean us up” Derek warned, so Stiles wouldn’t jump up this time.

Stiles hummed, giving him a dazed smile before nodding. Derek slipped out of bed only to return moments later with a warm rag, wiping Stiles down then himself before tossing it to the side and crawling back into bed. Stiles curled close to him, a smile on his face. "Mmmm, perfect"

Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles, holding him close. “You’re perfect” he murmured. Stiles flushed darkly, hiding his face. "I'm not"

Derek laughed softly, pressing kiss after kiss wherever he could reach “You’re beyond perfect” he promised. "Not" he murmured, leaning into the kisses, soaking them up.
 

Derek growled “Don’t talk about my omega like that” he warned before going back to nuzzling. Stiles shivered. "But...I'm un... " he swallowed hard. Derek let out another growl. “You’re perfect, Talia is perfect” he assured the omega. Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck, starting to cry a bit, hiding his face. Derek’s hand slipped into Stiles’ hair, to hold the back of his head. “I’ve got you” he promised. "U-unbound. I'm unbound. And I hate it. I hate that people think me trash or what they think of talia."

Derek shushed him “it doesn’t matter, you’re pack now and you’re mine. What everyone else thinks is irrelevant” he promised. Stiles started crying hard at that, clinging to him tightly. “Oh baby” Derek cooed, holding him close. "S-sor.." he tried to choke out as he cried.

“No, don’t ever be sorry. How you feel matters to me” he soothed, hand sliding through his hair. "I hate it. I hate being known as an unbound. I hate the connotations to it and I wish society didnt let it continue to even be a thing" he rambled. Derek just held him, letting him vent. “I wish I could make it better, could take all your pain away.” Derek admitted.

Stiles sniffled, scenting Derek. “I’ve got you little one” Derek promised. Stiles trembled, nuzzling into him as he calmed. Derek tilted his head,allowing Stiles closer so the omega could use his scent to calm himself down. "Sorry" he whispered wetly.
 

“For what, little one?” Derek asked.  "Just had the best fuck ever and then I kinda fucked it up by turning into a hormonal mess" he smiled sheepishly. Derek laughed “You didn’t fuck anything up” he promised, giving him a soft squeeze. Stiles let out a soft, relieved breath, absently nipping at the skin of Derek's throat.
 

Derek hummed contently “Best fuck ever, huh?” He teased. Stiles squeaked, covering his face. Derek laughed louder “You’re adorable” he teased, pressing a kiss to Stiles’ hair. He groaned, pouting a bit, even as his eyes showed his amusement. Derek grinned “Now let’s get some actual rest” he hummed. Stiles nodded, eyeing the sunlight coming in the window before giggling softly.

“You’re lucky I have nothing to do today” Derek grumbled playfully. Stiles' eyes crinkled. "Of course Alpha" he teased. Derek grinned “Love hearing you call me that” he admitted, snuggling closer. Stiles grinned, yawning a bit as he settled. "Like hearing you call me little ome" he murmured.. Derek just hummed letting his own eyes close.

Stiles drifted off, his nose against his scent gland. Derek waited until Stiles’ breath evened our, making sure he was okay before falling asleep.

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When Stiles woke a few hours later, he was alone in the bed. He groaned, rolling onto his back before sitting up slowly, rubbing his stomach. "I get it I get it, food." He absently stuck his head in the bathroom when he heard the shower running. "M’gonna go get food in the kitchen,  Alpha"

“Okay, I’ll be down soon Little one” Derek responded, going back to scrubbing his hair. Stiles grinned, heading down stairs after pulling on his shorts and Derek's shirt. Derek finished up his shower, tugging on just some shorts and a tank top, it was a lazy day today.

Stiles squeaked as he close the fridge to Boyd standing next to it. "Ninja!"

Boyd raised an amused eyebrow, but before he could say hello Derek’s smell mixed with Stiles’ hit him like a ton of bricks, causing both eyebrows to raise, this time in shock. Stiles flushed darkly at the shocked look. "Um...hi"

Boyd’s look turned into a smirk “Want me to cook up something for us?” He offered. "If-if you want to" he gave him a shy smile. "I could help?"

Boyd nodded. “Sure, breakfast or lunch?” He asked, moving around Stiles to pull the fridge open. "Mmmmm, breakfast please, " he poked the coffee machine before turning it on. Boyd hummed in confirmation, getting out ingredients and begging to cook. Stiles ended up sitting at the island, watching in fascination.
 

“How do you like your eggs?” Boyd asked in the middle of the conversation they’d been having while he cooked. "Hmmm, usually scrambled but Talia wants fried over medium" he grinned, rubbing his bump.
 
Boyd froze, almost dropping the spatula “w-what?” He asked slowly, going back to fix the eggs how Stiles requested. Stiles blinked at him in confusion. "What? You ok?"

“You’re naming her Talia?” He asked curiously, Boyd and Derek had been friends forever, since they were pups, he knew how much the Alpha was hurt when his mother died. "Yes" a soft smile was on his face, guessing that it meant a great deal to Boyd too. "Talia Lily"

“Have you told Derek?” He asked, soft smile now on his face as well. "Told him last night" he nodded, the smile growing. Boyd dished up three plates “Bet he is happy” he grinned.

"I think he almost cried" he admitted with a grin Derek walked up behind Stiles, wrapping his arms around the omega “I don’t cry” he huffed, kissing Stiles’ cheek, causing Boyd to laugh. Stiles squeaked, startling a bit before laughing. "You almost did!"

“I plead the fifth” Derek grumbled, taking the seat beside Stiles as Boyd laughed again, shaking his head and sliding Derek a plate. Stiles just grinned widely , eyes mischievous. Boyd sat down across from the two, eating his own food. “Boyd here is a great cook” Derek hummed, taking a bite with a happy hum. "He really is" Stiles nodded, "Talia agrees"

Derek smiled and Boyd gave them both a big grin. Stiles leaned into Derek, smiling softly. He looked up as someone else walked in. Scott froze, his nose flaring a but before his eyes widened and brow raised in surprise. Derek pressed a kiss to Stiles’ temple, before realizing that Scott had walked in. “Shut up, I’ll throw you down there with the other idiot” he grumbled playfully.
 

Scott smirked. "No you wont Alpha." He teased back, relaxing. Derek gave Scott a playful glare, pressing another kiss to Stiles’ temple. Stiles grinned, his nose wrinkling a bit in his amusement. Scott smiled. "All I'm going to say is thank god that didn't take as long as i feared"

“Asshole” Derek huffed, sticking his tongue out at the other Alpha. "I'm the asshole but you're the one not realizing when your capital M Mate is right in front of your pining ass" he laughed. Derek paused “My what?” He asked, looking between Stiles and Scott in confusion. “Also, pot and kettle on the pining” he huffed. "Your...mate...oh for fucks sake you mean you didnt realize??"

Stiles tilted his head. That sounded familiar. Why did it sound familiar.Derek blinked “I haven’t bitten him”

Scott groaned, rubbing at his face. Stiles gasped sitting up straight and staring at Scott. "True mates. They're real?" At his nod Stiles started tearing up, though his scent read as elation.

“That’s impossible. Those are rare” Derek said with a slight frown, still confused about ur all this. "You cant tell? You've been practically all over each other since he got here." Scott reasoned. Derek had the decency to flush a bit. “We have not.” He protested with a huff. Stiles giggled. "I got scent drunk  on you the day I got here" he reminded him.

Scott grinned. "And it takes a lot to get scent drunk. Unless it's your true mate "

Derek raised an eyebrow “Really?” He hummed, looking between the two. “That explains the connection I guess.”

Stiles nodded, sniffling a bit even as he gave Derek a huge smile. "I'm not unbound" he whispered, almost silent if it wasn't for the wolf ears in the room. "Just unclaimed. Im not an unbound" he added. Derek pulled him closer, as much as the chairs would allow. “Looks like you’re stuck with me” he teased, cupping Stiles’ face.

Stiles just beamed at him, his scent soaring. Boyd smirked at the two, grinning at Scott when he caught the other Alpha’s eye.  Derek pressed a kiss to Stiles’ lips, thumb brushing his cheek.. Stiles leaned the kiss, melting against him. Scott grinned back at Boyd, quickly taking a picture of the scene with his phone. Derek hummed happily, breaking the kiss and pecking Stiles’ nose playfully “I have work to do.” He hummed “You can come with me or you can hang here with Boyd and Scott.” He offered.

"No offense to those two but I want to come with you" Stiles grinned. "Talia likes your voice and kicks more too"

Scott gasped, his eyes widening. "You're naming her..."

Boyd’s smile got bigger and Derek basically beamed. “Stiles decided on Talia Lilly, or Lilly Talia.” He said, kissing Stiles again. "Talia lily" he murmured, eyes sparkling. Derek smiled even more “Talia Lilly” he nodded.  “Beautiful name” Boyd hummed.

Scott agreed, a smile on his face. "Its perfect "
 

Derek pecked Stiles’ lips again before standing. “Come on sweetheart, I have paperwork to deal with” he hummed, holding a hand out for Stiles. “Thank you for breakfast Boyd” he added to which the other Alpha gave a nod.
 

Thank you" he smiled widely at Boyd and Scott. Scott clapped Derek on the shoulder. "Don't think I forgot what you said about the pining, alpha" he teased. Derek smirked “You should really do something about that buddy” he winked, leading Stiles out of the kitchen
 

"Rude!" Scott called after them, making Stiles laugh.  "What is he pining about?" He asked Derek, pressing close “A certain omega” he laughed “Make it a game, see if you can tell who Scott is pining for”

Stiles perked up, rubbing his hands together. "What do I get if I can tell?"

Derek pauses, pulling Stiles to him by the waist “Anything you want, little one” he said with a soft growl, eyes playfull. Stiles' nose flared as he sucked in a breath, his own scent flaring. Derek smirked at his reaction, pulling back and continuing towards his office."Tease!" He huffed playfully. “Only a tease if I don’t follow through” He reminded the omega.

"I'll remember that" he huffed again, lips tweaking into a smile. Derek let them both in his office, shutting the door behind them. “It shouldn’t take me too long.” He promised “You can stay in here or relax in my room”

Stiles just grinned, laying on the chaise in one corner. Derek walked over, kissing him hard. Stiles moaned, leaning into the kiss. After a couple minutes of kissing Derek pulled back. “Sorry, can’t get enough of that” he breathed. Stiles melted into the couch, scent pulsing with contentment and arousal. Derek pecked his lips one more time before going around the desk and sitting so he can start his work. Stiles relaxed, eventually dozing off.

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Derek glanced up after a while, smiling as he laid his pen down, going to grab a small throw out of his room and covering Stiles before getting back to work. Stiles hummed in his sleep, burying his nose in the blanket as he slept. Derek finally finished up his work, standing and groaning as he stretched. 

The alpha made his way over to Stiles, picking him up easily, blanket and all.  Derek carried the omega into his room, laying him on the bed and covering him up properly before closing and locking his door. Stiles curled up, smiling in his sleep, waking up just enough to look around blearily.

Derek started stripping down to his boxers, crawling into bed afterwards.Stiles sucked up to his side, nuzzling close. Derek wrapped his arms around the omega with a soft chuckle , holding him close. "Work done?" He smiled sleepily.

“Yep. All yours now” he promised, pressing a kiss to Stiles’ forehead. Stiles grinned widely. "So...true mates.."

“Yeah, been an interesting morning” He hummed in agreement. "But a .....good one?" Stiles asked hopefully.

“Of course, little one. An amazing one” Derek soothed. "You....you really want ME?" He whispered, his voice trembling even as he refused to cry again. Derek’s face softened “Of course I do, you’re my true mate and I’d want you even if you weren’t”

"I want you too" he whispered. "Me and Talia both" Stiles added. Derek smile, pecking Stiles’ lips. “Well good, because I want you both just as much.” he promised. Stiles smiled widely, fingers digging into his skin as he clung. Derek moved to nuzzle Stiles’ neck affectionately. “I will take care of you both” he promised. Stiles titled his head back to bare his throat. "Yes" he breathed. "I want to be yours"

Derek pressed soft kisses along Stiles’ throat. “You will be” he hummed. Stiles smiled widely, his eyes fluttering closed. Derek settled in, snuggling close as one hand went to rub his stomach. Stiles chuckled as Talia immediately started kicking Derek's hand.

Derek grinned against Stiles’ neck. “I’m so ready to meet our little princess” he murmured. Stiles blinked back the tears at the 'ours', his smile still wide. "I'm excited" he whispered. Derek smiled “Me too. She’s going to be so loved” he promised “both of you are”

Stiles sucked in a breath, sniffling a bit. “You’re going to cry aren’t you?” Derek teased softly

"Shut up I cant h-help it" Stiles hiccuped. Derek held him closer, moving a bit so he could cradle Stiles’ head to his chest. “You can always cry with me” he promised. "I h-hate how much I've been cr-crying" he sobbed

Derek ran his hand through Stiles’ hair. “It’s just the hormones, you’re fine, cry as much as you’d like” he cooed. Stiles gave a shuddering sob, relaxing against him. “I’ve got you, I’m not going anywhere” he soothed, pressing kisses to the Omega’s hair. Stiles slowly calmed, trembling. "Sorry"

“No sweetheart “ Derek hummed “you have no reason to be sorry”

Stiles lifted his head, sniffling and rubbing at his face. Derek gave him a smile “There is my gorgeous omega “ he praised, hands going to cup Stiles’ face and wipe the tears away. Stiles leaned into the touch, a shy smile on his face. “Get some rest, I’ll wake you up for dinner” Derek said. 

"Kay" Stiles kissed his jaw, nuzzling close again. “Such a good little omega “ he praised. Stiles rumbled out a purr, settling close as he drifted. Derek relaxed back, grabbing his book from his nightstand and started to read.