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They were in their mating den for two weeks the first time they made love. There had been some hiccups with Stiles’ power and the crystals as they began experimenting. It turned out that Stiles’ reaction was more powerful if he was the one pleasing Derek. They had thought it would be the opposite. But when Stiles first gave Derek a blow job, all the crystals turned bright purple within minutes and then the bedroom window shattered. Stiles had run again, hiding in his tree, worried that Derek would be scared of him or that he wouldn’t want to keep putting up with someone so unpredictable and dangerous. Derek was right behind him after making sure Socks was safe and crawled his large frame up the tree which felt incredibly awkward and wrong.
Stiles couldn’t help smiling when Derek was hunched near him on his preferred branch. Once again, Derek assured him that nothing could take him away. Not even if his beautiful magic made the entire house fall down around them. They sat up in the tree talking and discussing different options. Derek thought they had crossed a huge hurdle when they’d finally become intimate. He couldn’t let them go backward. He encouraged Stiles to do whatever he thought necessary.
That afternoon, Stiles called the Spark Elder Core and spoke with Elder Deaton about the situation. His face was burning the entire time, but Elder Deaton was his normal calm, stoic self and gave him several options. Elder Deaton said he would have a special pendant sent to him overnight. It would be created by the Spark Elder Core and would dampen Stiles’ Spark when he invoked it before becoming intimate. Deaton assured him that he wouldn’t have to do this forever, just until he learned to trust himself. The years of keeping himself away from human touch had taken its toll on his Spark and his spirit. He was touch starved and would need to heal from that while learning to trust himself and Derek. One day he wouldn’t need anything.
“Be gentle with yourself, son, let yourself be happy, you deserve it,” the sage elder told him before hanging up.
The next day, Derek got a call from Boyd asking if he could deliver a package. Derek and his wolf were still feeling possessive and protective of his mate. Instead, Derek shifted and ran to meet Boyd at the property line and after a quick check in about the rest of the pack, he ran back to the house and handed the package to Stiles.
Opening it, Stiles found a beautiful leather necklace with a simple moonstone attached to it. He called up his Spark and found the spell within the stone. Remembering Elder Deaton’s instructions, he charged the moon stone with a silent chant, he would be the only one to know how to work the dampening spell. He spent the afternoon testing the boundaries of it. He could still do most things, take care of his garden, heal a small cut Socks got from playing in the wood pile – again, Stiles was going to have to ground him if he kept it up! – and command the elements to a degree. He found that the more he had to focus on a spell or focus his power, that was when the dampener would interfere.
That night after dinner out on the back porch, they retired to the bedroom and watched a movie. Well, the movie started. The first preview hadn’t even finished before Stiles was in Derek’s lap, kissing him hungrily. Pausing, he muttered his dampening spell, clutching the moonstone. Feeling it activate, he grinned and dove back at Derek’s mouth.
Stiles found that night that not only did the necklace work perfectly, but he also quite enjoyed mutual blowjobs in the 69 position. They had both let their fingers and mouths travel and stray from their main goal and the room had filled with moans and cries of pleasure.
The rest of that week, they experimented with everything up to Derek having several fingers buried inside Stiles. Not once did his powers get out of control. He learned to control himself and knew that it would only be a matter of time before he could retire the moonstone necklace.
The night finally arrived when Stiles declared himself ready. Part of him was glad they had needed to wait on intimacy. It brought a different level of intimate interaction to their relationship. They were able to discuss everything by this point. Any topic was welcome and explored. Stiles knew their relationship was much stronger than if they had just spent the entire time in the bedroom. This whole experience solidified their love for each other and had built them an incredibly strong foundation for a relationship that would last the rest of their lives and beyond.
“I love you,” Stiles said, as Derek leaned over him, easing three fingers into him.
His mate stopped, his green eyes wide. “What?”
Smiling, Stiles blushed. “I said, I love you. You had to have known that by now, right?” He gave a moan as Derek grinned and stroked his prostate.
“I did know that, but you’ve never said it before. It means something,” the ‘wolf replied and leaned down to kiss him tenderly. “I love you, too.”
His smile turning to a grin, Stiles expression was smug. “I know you do. Now,” he said on a groan when Derek stroked his bottom lip lightly with his fangs. “I am tired of being a virgin. Don’t you want to take your mate? Claim me? Make me yours?” he knew he was literally tempting his mate’s wolf and was more than prepared when Derek made his move.
With a low growl, Derek pulled Stiles thighs around his hips, slicked his leaking cock and slid into him with one solid movement. Cries filled the room. Derek could barely think, his cock was being strangled by his mates virgin tunnel. Panting, he paused so they could both adjust.
Stiles never knew he would feel so full, so taken. So Derek’s.
“Mine,” Derek finally rumbled, pulling back.
“Yours,” Stiles agreed on a whimper, tilting his hips up to receive him again.
With that, no more words were spoken. Derek’s hips moved faster than Stiles would have thought possible, plunging in and out of him, his clawed fingers gripping Stiles’ waist.
In between gasps and cries, Stiles made a final demand of his mate. “Knot me!”
Derek paused, his eyes red, and stared at his mate. He knew this was a big move, the biggest. The ‘wolf’s howl when knotting their mate was as good as a marriage certificate between humans. Every ‘wolf in the surrounding city, and even county when it was an Alpha, would hear the howl and know. He opened his mouth to ask if he was sure.
Stiles slapped his shaking hand on Derek’s mouth. “Yes, I’m sure. I’m yours, now, make it so mate-wolf.” He gave a grin which quickly collapsed into an open-mouthed cry when Derek plowed into him again.
Derek released the last bit of his control and pounded into his mate, his wolf and human side both celebrating at the taking of his virgin mate. Now he was theirs, forever. Nothing would ever be the same. He felt the swelling at the base of his cock grow and began stroking Stiles’ cock to distract him from the growing size being thrust in and out of him.
Eyes widening at the feeling of being stretched beyond what he already was, Stiles couldn’t believe how much he loved this. He had always enjoyed his dildo (which Derek had found the previous week and tormented him with, damn that Lydia) but compared to Derek, it was tiny. Now with his knot involved, it was insane and he loved it. He wanted more, he wanted that knot swelled as big as it could go. Who knew he’d have a size kink? With a wailing cry, he came, shooting come all the way up his chest and hitting his chin.
Groaning out a growl, Derek shuddered at the feeling of Stiles’ ass fluttering, squeezing, and pulsating around his cock and knot. Derek heard his mate saying something and was surprised when he realized Stiles was mumbling “More, more, harder”. He’d thought his mate was in pain, but no, it sounded like he wanted more. He could only give him another two thrusts before they were finally locked together. He felt his knot catch on Stiles’ rim and he began coming and his instinct kicked in, throwing his head back and opening his lungs up.
The howl that filled the room, city and neighboring county, was deafening. Stiles knew the howl was coming and thought it would hurt his ears. Instead, it was like hearing the most beautiful love song. And it was, in a way. Derek’s come was filling him, marking him, claiming him. His voice was claiming him, telling the world they were one. Tears trickled from his eyes and he said a quick thank you to the Goddess for this gift.
After a solid three minutes of howling, Derek collapsed on top of him, his body wiped out even as come continued to pump into Stiles’ welcoming body.
Stiles ran his long fingers through Derek’s sweat-soaked hair. He whispered words of love and began telling him about how their life was going to be now.
As Derek shuddered from the occasional twitch of his knot, he listened to his mate talking about their life. He managed a shaky grin against Stiles’ neck as he realized life would never be boring and would never be lonely.
“And Socks will get married and have little bunnies of his own. We’ll have to make him a real house. Maybe a miniature version of our mating den. Yes, that will be perfect. So Mrs Baron Von Chocolate Socks, name pending on my future brilliant decision will be chosen from the forest, I’ll have to work up a spell to find his little bunny soulmate. As for our own babies. Well, let’s just say I know someone who knows someone and maybe we can make our own baby. I will name the baby as well. And we’ll all go on vacation and go see like the biggest ketchup bottle or oooh, that Stonehenge made from cars. Then we’ll go see the real Stonehenge. And then we’ll adopt a kitty, but only if it’s nice to Socks and our five children…”
Derek’s head popped up at that last part and saw his mate had talked himself to sleep. Five children? He gently disengaged from his mate and quietly went and got a cloth to clean them both up, grinning like a fool at his shaky legs. His mate was amazing and he couldn’t be luckier.
As he lay down and gathered Stiles to him, he hoped maybe they could just be bunny daddy’s for a few years and maybe discuss the number of babies they would have. But the rest of it? It sounded like heaven. As long as Stiles was with him, anything was possible… everything was possible.
The End… For Now…