Post by Jujukittychick on Nov 19, 2020 9:41:39 GMT -5
Not sure whether to include this in the main story or do it as an AU oneshot, but I love the idea.
Stiles and Peter have finished fooling around or having actual sex and they're laying around in bed, Stiles covered in their cum (as usual after these things). Derek slips in the room after having a bad night, either bad dreams or stress from dealing with something, wanting the comfort from his mini pack. Stiles and Peter smile and welcome him and Derek crawls on the bed and buries his face against Stiles' hip where the smell of the two of them is extra strong at the moment. Stiles starts petting Derek's hair, he and Peter talking softly, as Derek rubs his face against Stiles' skin, leaving his own scent while inhaling theirs. Eventually Derek absently starts mouthing and licking at Stiles' skin, trying to get more of their scent, until he actually starts licking up their combined cum off Stiles' belly. Stiles startles which startles Derek and he snaps out of the fog he was in, getting flustered and embarrassed and starts to run away. Stiles pulls him back, soothing him, tells him he doesn't mind, it was just a surprise, and urges him to lay back down again. He does and it's not long before he's doing the same thing again, his wolf just wanting to bask in the scent of his two favorite people, Stiles petting him and telling him to do what he needs to. Meanwhile, Stiles is also beginning to pant and squirm as Derek's tongue is running over his thighs and belly, the crease of his hip, his scruff dragging over the sensitized skin. Peter's laying on his side, watching the two and laughing at Stiles' predicament. As Derek's wolf seeks more of his packs scent and taste, he winds up licking over Stiles' balls and dick, not in any real sexual way, just chasing the taste from his skin. Stiles, who had cum not that long ago, which was the only reason he didn't already have another erection, tugs on Derek's hair, making him look up at him.
"Derek...Derek...oh god, you keep doing that and I'm going to be hard again."
"You taste good." And proceeds to go back to licking and nuzzling at his rapidly hardening cum covered dick.
"Fuuuuuck! Der!" And Stiles is losing his mind because Derek's draped over his lower half and the licking isn't stopping and Derek's scruff is dragging all over the most sensitive parts of his body and Derek is making happy noises and Peter's petting his chest and nuzzling his neck and telling him how pretty he looks all flustered like he is. "Der...you're going to make me..."
"'s okay, like when you feel good." And he's nuzzling up against the crease of Stiles' hip again. "smell so good"
"Der...please tell me you know what your wolf is doing."
"Yeah..." And Derek forces himself to focus, drunk on the taste and scent and feel of his pack, looks up the length of Stiles' body to see his concerned face and whines, crawls up over Stiles so his body covering his entire side now, hiding his face against his neck. "sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay, I'm not upset, but..." and Stiles is looking between his two wolves, only one of which he's officially dating, "but normally you're not trying to get me off and I don't think you were actually trying now, but it was going to happen and...and if you were going to do that then I wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing." and he's blushing but it's true because he didn't mind Derek getting him off as long as Derek was fully aware of what was happening because Peter was being almost suspiciously quiet, but he was relaxed where he was pressed up against his other side watching the two of them
"I'm sorry. You just smell so good after...like you and youandPeter and pack and...I'm sorry, Peter. I didn't meant to..."
"Hush, pup. You didn't do anything wrong, I knew what was happening and if I was upset I would have stopped you. I like sensing my pack feeling good, and you both were. But he's right, if you had gotten him off without being fully present, you would have been wallowing in guilt again."
And Stiles, who is pressed between his two Hales, the best looking men he's ever seen who are either naked or almost naked at the moment, has not lost his hard on. And Peter talks him into finishing himself off. So while his wolves are half draped over him, covering him in their scent, he does as Peter says and gets himself off. After, both wolves have their hands on his chest and belly, rubbing his cum into his skin, mixing all their scents together as they soak in the happy, content smell of their human packmate.
Stiles and Peter have finished fooling around or having actual sex and they're laying around in bed, Stiles covered in their cum (as usual after these things). Derek slips in the room after having a bad night, either bad dreams or stress from dealing with something, wanting the comfort from his mini pack. Stiles and Peter smile and welcome him and Derek crawls on the bed and buries his face against Stiles' hip where the smell of the two of them is extra strong at the moment. Stiles starts petting Derek's hair, he and Peter talking softly, as Derek rubs his face against Stiles' skin, leaving his own scent while inhaling theirs. Eventually Derek absently starts mouthing and licking at Stiles' skin, trying to get more of their scent, until he actually starts licking up their combined cum off Stiles' belly. Stiles startles which startles Derek and he snaps out of the fog he was in, getting flustered and embarrassed and starts to run away. Stiles pulls him back, soothing him, tells him he doesn't mind, it was just a surprise, and urges him to lay back down again. He does and it's not long before he's doing the same thing again, his wolf just wanting to bask in the scent of his two favorite people, Stiles petting him and telling him to do what he needs to. Meanwhile, Stiles is also beginning to pant and squirm as Derek's tongue is running over his thighs and belly, the crease of his hip, his scruff dragging over the sensitized skin. Peter's laying on his side, watching the two and laughing at Stiles' predicament. As Derek's wolf seeks more of his packs scent and taste, he winds up licking over Stiles' balls and dick, not in any real sexual way, just chasing the taste from his skin. Stiles, who had cum not that long ago, which was the only reason he didn't already have another erection, tugs on Derek's hair, making him look up at him.
"Derek...Derek...oh god, you keep doing that and I'm going to be hard again."
"You taste good." And proceeds to go back to licking and nuzzling at his rapidly hardening cum covered dick.
"Fuuuuuck! Der!" And Stiles is losing his mind because Derek's draped over his lower half and the licking isn't stopping and Derek's scruff is dragging all over the most sensitive parts of his body and Derek is making happy noises and Peter's petting his chest and nuzzling his neck and telling him how pretty he looks all flustered like he is. "Der...you're going to make me..."
"'s okay, like when you feel good." And he's nuzzling up against the crease of Stiles' hip again. "smell so good"
"Der...please tell me you know what your wolf is doing."
"Yeah..." And Derek forces himself to focus, drunk on the taste and scent and feel of his pack, looks up the length of Stiles' body to see his concerned face and whines, crawls up over Stiles so his body covering his entire side now, hiding his face against his neck. "sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay, I'm not upset, but..." and Stiles is looking between his two wolves, only one of which he's officially dating, "but normally you're not trying to get me off and I don't think you were actually trying now, but it was going to happen and...and if you were going to do that then I wanted to make sure you knew what you were doing." and he's blushing but it's true because he didn't mind Derek getting him off as long as Derek was fully aware of what was happening because Peter was being almost suspiciously quiet, but he was relaxed where he was pressed up against his other side watching the two of them
"I'm sorry. You just smell so good after...like you and youandPeter and pack and...I'm sorry, Peter. I didn't meant to..."
"Hush, pup. You didn't do anything wrong, I knew what was happening and if I was upset I would have stopped you. I like sensing my pack feeling good, and you both were. But he's right, if you had gotten him off without being fully present, you would have been wallowing in guilt again."
And Stiles, who is pressed between his two Hales, the best looking men he's ever seen who are either naked or almost naked at the moment, has not lost his hard on. And Peter talks him into finishing himself off. So while his wolves are half draped over him, covering him in their scent, he does as Peter says and gets himself off. After, both wolves have their hands on his chest and belly, rubbing his cum into his skin, mixing all their scents together as they soak in the happy, content smell of their human packmate.