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[suchasourwolf]

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Derek rumbles happily, feeling contented and warm and loved, and it's the best he's felt in a long time. "Fine," he sighs. "But I'll give you a giant hickey where it's hard to hide."

Another empty threat, though he backs it up by nosing at Stiles' neck, nipping here and there like he's looking for the best place to bite.

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[suchasourwolf]

He snaps his teeth at Stiles' tongue, but his eyes are starting to close a little under the petting and headscratching.

"Sometimes. Because you can't heal like us. I worry about you getting hurt. Or that I could hurt you."

[causticly]

Oh yes, he has just found the alpha's weakness and he's loving it. He grins a little to himself as he keeps it up, scratching his nails slow over the expanse of his scalp, alternating between that and combing his fingers through the man's hair.

They're all valid concerns and honestly, ones he thinks about. Especially after a fight when they're all bruised and battered - when it takes him weeks longer to completely heal. "Would you rather me... not be?"

[suchasourwolf]

It takes him a moment to process what exactly Stiles is asking him. And it's tempting. It's really very tempting, to sink his teeth into Stiles and give him that extra bit of strength and security.

But he shakes his head, kissing Stiles tenderly. "No. Not unless it's something you're absolutely sure you want. It's not my choice. Doesn't matter what I want."

[causticly]

He lets out a breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding in and nods. Relieved. There are times when he thinks he wants it. The bite. To be like them, to belong. To truly be part of the pack and be better. If it had gotten rid of Scott's asthma and Erica's seizures then surely it would get rid of his ADHD and his mind would be sharper, clearer. He would be better.

But then he thinks of his dad who doesn't know any of this yet and he retracts those thoughts, thinks being human is just fine. Because that's how he was born, that's how he was raised. But there are still times when he waffles back and forth between whether he wants it or not. He doubts he'll ever have a real answer. Not for awhile yet.

"Okay. But if I ever did... want it. You'd give it to me? I wouldn't want it unless it was from you."

[suchasourwolf]

"Considering only an Alpha can give you the bite, and I don't know any other Alphas aside from me, yeah I guess I'd like it better if you didn't go off looking for some random Alpha to turn you."

Derek doesn't fault him for the indecision; it's not a choice you can unmake. He'll wait until Stiles is ready. And if he's never ready, then that's his choice and Derek is fine with that.

It means more worrying over his mate, of course. But he'd probably always worry about Stiles, werewolf or not.

He bundles Stiles against him, hauling the teen between his legs to rest against his chest, arms firmly encircling him. "I'm glad you didn't accept. When Peter offered."

[causticly]

Stiles feels like a doll being moved around like this but he doesn't complain because secretly he likes it. Likes that Derek can manhandle him the way he does and it's warm and comfortable against his chest.

"I never would have accepted. I didn't want to be part of his pack, cause no offense or anything, but he was fucking crazy."

[suchasourwolf]

"He wasn't always. The fire -- changed him. It changed all of us. I used to be a pretty happy guy. No brooding at all." It's supposed to be a joke, but it hits too close to the truth to be funny.

"Thanks. For being part of my pack."

[causticly]

"You mean you actually knew what facial expressions were?" Stiles asks, grinning a little to show he too is just teasing, if only to ease the tension of bringing up the fire. "I'm sure he was a great guy, before."

His grin softens into a smile as he leans into Derek. "If anything, I should be thanking you for letting me be a part of it."

[suchasourwolf]

Derek gives him an 'oh very funny ha ha' expression to show there are no hard feelings.

"You're a package deal with Scott, it's not like I couldn't accept you. Besides, you know more about werewolves than some werewolves I know. You're useful to keep around."

He pauses, then adds with a smirk, "And you're sort of cute."

[causticly]

"Of course I am, are you kidding me? I'm a total catch," he says, grinning a little.

"Come onnnnn, you find me irresistible, I know you do. I'm smart and cute, that's like, the best thing ever."

[suchasourwolf]

"Sneaky. Manipulative. With a horrible taste in fashion." But he rolls Stiles onto his back to kiss his neck, to show he's only teasing.

"So what am I? Am I a catch?"

[causticly]

Stiles squawked as he's rolled over, then laughs as he stares up at Derek. "I do not have horrible fashion taste!" The teen complains, yet doesn't bother in denying the other things.

"You are a complete sourwolf and sometimes a surlywolf," Stiles teases, his smile softening. "But you're my wolf. And you're not a catch cause you're already taken."

[suchasourwolf]

"Okay, what exactly is a surlywolf." He actually sort of -- likes the nicknames. Because he's Stiles' sourwolf, or surlywolf, or anywolf Stiles wants him to be.

"I can't be a catch if I'm taken? You said you were a catch."

[causticly]

"A sourwolf who is surly," he says with a grin that widened at their playful banter.

"Oh that's right, I did say that, didn't I? Well, I guess that means I'm taken too~"

[suchasourwolf]

"You make absolutely no sense." Which obviously means that Derek needs to give Stiles a deeply annoyed look, and shift down to nuzzle and kiss at his hipbones, where Derek had left marks a little earlier.

"If I'm such a surly sourwolf, why do you like me?"

[causticly]

"It's a natural born talent," Stiles says, squirming a little at the sensation of Derek's warm face against his hip, letting out a quiet breath.

"Hmmm, sometimes I wonder." Stiles, purposefully, doesn't elaborate.

[suchasourwolf]

"Care to enlighten me?" He gives Stiles' hipbone a sharp nip, then moves up to settle firmly against the teen's chest, not planning on moving until he gets at least one compliment.

[causticly]

The teen laughs a little and concedes. "You're brave and smart," he starts, smiling. "You're loyal and you care about others even though you don't seem like you do or you don't want people to know you do. You're protective and possessive and... I love how safe you make me feel."

[suchasourwolf]

"Yeah, just don't tell too many people what a nice guy I am."

Derek realizes that he's wearing his shirt and nothing else, and feels a bit ridiculous. So he takes his shirt off and stretches out on top of Stiles, careful not to rest too heavily against him.

It's less of a sexual thing and more protective. Like if he just covers Stiles up, he can protect him from everything harmful in the world.

With a soft smile, he kisses Stiles' forehead, nosing against his temple. "You're braver than you give yourself credit for."

[causticly]

Stiles makes a small pleased sound at the back of his throat when Derek removes his shirt and sometimes he still can't believe that he and Derek are really together. Because Derek is yards and leagues above him that he might as well be in another universe. Yet somehow here he is with him, Stiles the reckless human.

"Of course, wouldn't want to ruin your reputation as resident bad ass alpha werewolf," he teases, enjoying the closeness as he always does and leans in to the gentle nosing.

"Usually my first instinct is to run far, far away and ignore the problem."

[suchasourwolf]

"I have to earn respect somehow." Honestly though, Stiles' lacrosse physique is nothing to sneeze at. Derek just happens to be... bigger. But he has a lot of free time in which to improve his muscles.

"You haven't been running, though. You've been dealing with everything -- as well as can be expected."

[causticly]

"Yeah well, someone's got to keep your furry asses out of trouble, right?" Stiles says, chuckling a little as he lifts a hand to comb it through Derek's hair, something he enjoys immensely.

"Thanks though, I guess. Sometimes I think I could have handled things better, looking back on it." But then he's still a teenager dealing with things no teenager should have to deal with.

[suchasourwolf]

"You need to have more confidence in yourself." Which is not a hypocritical statement at all, no. "You're doing a lot better than most people in your position would. Okay?"

Ugh, Derek likes the hair petting too, and melts into it. Just a little. This could be a problem.

[causticly]

"I could say the same for you too, mister alphawolf." Stiles sighs a little and turns his head to nuzzle against Derek's face. He really, really likes doing this.

Oh he knows and he plans on using it whenever he can get away with it. But mostly it's calming and it sooths him.

[suchasourwolf]

He attempts a glare, but it comes out as more of a wide eyed glance due to the nuzzling. "I'm trying. It's -- hard. I should have waited until I was ready, but I can't exactly take back making a pack. I was just..."

Lonely. He was so, so lonely and scared and he needed someone to be there for him. So he surrounded himself with misfits where were more alone and afraid than he was, so he could feel like less of a failure.