Fires 02
Summary: In which it is the morning after and the pack is home.
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Fires 02
Stiles tries to walk casually out of the room and immediately realizes it’s futile. The pack’s eyes are all wide and knowing, they sit straight up. It is so too early in the morning for this.
It’s obvious from his scent, of course. But Stiles thinks maybe he should have just gone ahead and taken two showers because even Allison is looking at him the same wide-eyed, back-straight, meerkat way and he’s almost sure hunters don’t have super-senses. Yeah, so it’s beyond obvious.
‘Alpha claimed…thoroughly.’
Stiles knows he should be somewhat embarrassed that the entire pack is witness to his very first morning after, but he’s just too damn blissed out and more relaxed than he’s been in weeks. Something about waking up with Derek curled against his back seems to have that effect on him.
Scott’s the first one to stumble back into coherency.
“…Dude.”
Jackson’s next to start to open his mouth, lips twisted into a teasing grin. Stiles cuts him off happily.
“Shut up. You’re a giant lizard.” His default insult when Jackson picks on him. He addresses each of the rest in turn; Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Danny. “Sorry about the mental scarring, but not really. Yes, it was great, but we will not be comparing notes cause ew. No, I’m not going shopping with you any more frequently. And everything you say is right and Derek wanted me to thank you.” To the remaining three betas, he just says, “And you all can just join Jackson in the shutting up, cause I got laid and it. Was. Awesome.”
He walks leisurely out of the room and into the kitchen, leaving the pack in momentary stunned silence before bursting into sound. There’s giggling and disbelief and gloating ‘I told you so’s’, and if he knew Scott, and he did, his best friend would be running out of the Hale house in just under a minute, red-faced and twitching, unable to handle the ensuing speculation, especially his girlfriend’s teasing.
Stiles grinned as he leaned against the counter with coffee. He couldn’t wait until Derek woke up.
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Fires 02
Stiles tries to walk casually out of the room and immediately realizes it’s futile. The pack’s eyes are all wide and knowing, they sit straight up. It is so too early in the morning for this.
It’s obvious from his scent, of course. But Stiles thinks maybe he should have just gone ahead and taken two showers because even Allison is looking at him the same wide-eyed, back-straight, meerkat way and he’s almost sure hunters don’t have super-senses. Yeah, so it’s beyond obvious.
‘Alpha claimed…thoroughly.’
Stiles knows he should be somewhat embarrassed that the entire pack is witness to his very first morning after, but he’s just too damn blissed out and more relaxed than he’s been in weeks. Something about waking up with Derek curled against his back seems to have that effect on him.
Scott’s the first one to stumble back into coherency.
“…Dude.”
Jackson’s next to start to open his mouth, lips twisted into a teasing grin. Stiles cuts him off happily.
“Shut up. You’re a giant lizard.” His default insult when Jackson picks on him. He addresses each of the rest in turn; Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Danny. “Sorry about the mental scarring, but not really. Yes, it was great, but we will not be comparing notes cause ew. No, I’m not going shopping with you any more frequently. And everything you say is right and Derek wanted me to thank you.” To the remaining three betas, he just says, “And you all can just join Jackson in the shutting up, cause I got laid and it. Was. Awesome.”
He walks leisurely out of the room and into the kitchen, leaving the pack in momentary stunned silence before bursting into sound. There’s giggling and disbelief and gloating ‘I told you so’s’, and if he knew Scott, and he did, his best friend would be running out of the Hale house in just under a minute, red-faced and twitching, unable to handle the ensuing speculation, especially his girlfriend’s teasing.
Stiles grinned as he leaned against the counter with coffee. He couldn’t wait until Derek woke up.