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Sep. 29th, 2012 08:46 pmHe'd explained the precautions to Stiles, of course, when they started sleeping together. And normally, both he and Stiles kept on top of things and made sure to be careful and always use protection.
Of course, an Alpha werewolf during the full moon can be -- eager, to say the least. Less likely to slow down and think about condoms before riding his mate into the bed.
Which is why, a few weeks later, Derek is spending yet another miserable morning in bed, curled around his pillow and trying not to move. Or breathe. Or think. He's been feeling absolutely awful the past few days, which means the betas have been tiptoeing around him with extreme caution.
Finally, after some nagging, he'd let Stiles go pick him up soup and crackers. Or whatever it was Stiles had insisted on getting for him. Which is stupid because he can't get sick, yet here he is. Feeling like death warmed over.
Of course, an Alpha werewolf during the full moon can be -- eager, to say the least. Less likely to slow down and think about condoms before riding his mate into the bed.
Which is why, a few weeks later, Derek is spending yet another miserable morning in bed, curled around his pillow and trying not to move. Or breathe. Or think. He's been feeling absolutely awful the past few days, which means the betas have been tiptoeing around him with extreme caution.
Finally, after some nagging, he'd let Stiles go pick him up soup and crackers. Or whatever it was Stiles had insisted on getting for him. Which is stupid because he can't get sick, yet here he is. Feeling like death warmed over.
