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Chris’ gaze flicks between Even and Mikael. Sharp, quick, pointed. The message there, the warning, is obvious.
Be normal. Be cool. Do not give away what a massive fucking cheater I apparently am.
All things considered, Even feels a lot like he’s been thrown right into the middle of a social goddamn nightmare. And by Chris of all people; by someone Even hardly even considers an acquaintance. He instantly regrets ever letting Mikael talk him into leaving their apartment to grab lunch from campus today.
Letting out a quiet breath, he drags his full focus back to the two people standing in front of him. Back to Chris, and back to Chris’ purported boyfriend. And that… that is another issue all in itself, actually.
Because Chris’ boyfriend – Isak? He is fucking beautiful.
Even is caught on the edge of an acquaintance's relationship. Isak is Chris' boyfriend, and the person Even keeps finding himself drawn to.
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“Wow,” Isak monotones, “you’re such a charmer.”
“I didn’t realise I still had to charm you,” Even shoots back. “You’ve already invited me in.”
“Yeah, and you’ve made it as far as the front door before blowing it,” Isak says, but there isn’t even a moment of real heat to his voice, no intent beyond the playful snark that seems to make Even’s smile get even bigger, his eyes crinkle even prettier. “Nice moves there, bro.”
“Bro?” Even’s eyebrows jump up towards his hairline. “Do you call all your hook ups bro?”
“I’ve never spoken to any of my hook ups this much before,” Isak blurts out.
Isak is a closeted professional footballer. Even is the hook up he cannot stop himself from falling for.
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“You kissed me,” Stiles says.
To that, Derek says nothing. His gaze does not leave Stiles’ mouth.
“But you… you’re straight,” Stiles carries on.
And still, Derek says nothing. His fingers twitch harshly around his grip on thin air.
“You have a girlfriend,” Stiles whispers.
Derek is on his feet in an instant.
Stiles is the gay, terminally-single loser of Beacon Hills High. Derek is the straight, cheerleader-dating jock he should have been smart enough to stay away from.
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“Do not hit on our professor,” Lydia says.
“Technically,” Stiles starts to point out, “he’s just our professor’s friend.”
“Technically,” she purses her mouth primly around the retort, “he’s old enough to be your father.”
Instantly, Stiles catches his tongue between his teeth. He can feel his nose scrunching up with the utter glee of his smile.
“I know,” he breathes. “Isn’t it awesome?”
Stiles is a law student with a thing for older men. Derek is the middle-aged divorcee he wants to climb like a tree.
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“Actually, I don’t give a fuck who you are,” Derek says, curling his lip harshly. “This is private property. How the fuck did you even get in?”
In an act of quick placation, Stiles throws up two palms facing outwards in front of his chest. His eyebrows knit together as he hastily and vehemently begins to shake his head, trying desperately to telegraph just how severely Derek has grasped at the wrong end of the stick here.
“Hey, whoa,” he says. “That’s not –”
“You need to get the fuck out of here before I call the cops.” Derek pauses a moment, his nostrils flaring just a second before his eyes flash burning red, his entire face screwing up in this expression of pure disgust that sends a shiver down Stiles’ spine. “Christ, and you’re a human? A human omega? What kind of fucking moron breaks into a werewolves’ house when they’re just a weak fucking human?”
An alpha werewolf and a human omega: a love story that was never supposed to happen.
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Derek really wasn’t exaggerating earlier. Sincerely, nobody but him has touched his dick in a whole goddamn year. He thinks he’s actually beginning to forget what it even feels like, to have something wrapped around him that isn’t also attached to him. And with the added buzz of the alcohol in his system – not enough to wreck him, but enough to make him feel a little lighter, a little looser – well...
Well. Maybe it’s not so insane after all, that he finds himself considering this right now.
“I am straight, though,” he feels the need to reiterate.
“Okay,” Stiles says slowly. “But, like, really, I mean – a mouth’s a mouth. Right?”
Fresh off the back of being dumped, Derek agrees to strike up a friends-with-benefits situation with Stiles, his best friend and roommate. It doesn't matter that Derek is straight - it's just sex, after all.
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You awake? Stiles sends.
Yeah, comes Derek’s reply within seconds. See you in 20.
Cocky fucking bastard. Stiles’ ex-boyfriend is a cocky fucking bastard. He bristles as his eyes scan the words, all too palpably smug, even in text. There is no good goddamn reason that it should have heat pooling in his stomach, his dick twitching with instant interest inside of his boxer shorts, his heart already doing stupid little somersaults at the mere thought of getting to see Derek, of getting to be near him.
Regardless. He’s still out of the apartment and huddled into the backseat of a cab within minutes.
Booty calling your ex-boyfriend might be a bad idea, but it's not like Stiles' heart can break any more than it has already, anyway.
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“What did Theo do to win you over?” Derek presses. “Grand gesture at the big football game?”
“He stopped shoving me in lockers for a year and asked me out for curly fries.” Stiles shrugs a casual shoulder at the distressed look Derek shoots him. “I really like curly fries.”
“Right,” Derek says slowly. “I’m – starting to think bully might have been the right word, actually.”
“It’s not as after school special as it sounds,” Stiles assures him. “I was a huge nerd. A lot of the sports guys liked shoving me into lockers in middle school. He’s just the only one that got the hots for me once I started to grow my hair out.”
“Very romantic,” Derek says drily. “I’m sure Hallmark will be reaching out for the story rights in no time.”
Theo is Derek's new teammate on the college baseball team. Theo is also Stiles' piece of shit boyfriend.
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It’s… a dick. A photograph of a real, human dick. And it’s a nice dick, truth be told, lit up right there on his unassuming phone. Stiles’ tongue swipes out to run unconsciously over his lips and he keeps on staring at the dick taking up his screen.
It’s hard, obviously. Long and thick and clearly uncut. Dark hair curls at its base, and large fingers are wrapped around it, holding onto it with a loose grip. Strong, muscular thighs are just within range of the camera lens, cutting off about halfway down, the waistband of a pair of black briefs just about visible.
Stiles hasn’t yet had the chance to become intimately acquainted with any real dicks – other than his own, of course – but he has put in the hours of study to become familiar with them through the means of porn. And he feels that he can say, with all sincerity and wisdom, that this – this is a really, really great dick.
Now how the fuck has it ended up on his phone?
Stiles receives a dick pic from an unknown number. He decides to grab the opportunity with both hands to do something about his pesky virginity.
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Five times Jackson had a hold over Stiles, and the first time he broke free.
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- Part 2 of bi awakening au
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“Fuck that,” Stiles says, dangerously low. “I already did the closeted jock thing in high school. Like fucking hell I’d put myself through that again.”
Derek’s breath catches in his chest. Stiles is – he’s incandescent, entirely lit up with rage. He pushes back from the table swiftly, a horrible screeching noise as the legs drag against the floor. A muscle twitches in his jaw as he looks down at Derek with intense, narrowed eyes.
“I’m sorry,” Derek begins to say.
“Just – don’t bother, all right? I’m not interested in being your first fuck over the rainbow. You wanna hook-up with a guy, see what all the fuss is about? Go to a gay bar and pick up the first twink you see. You won’t find it hard.”
“I’m not –”
“Just leave me the fuck out of it.”
Derek Hale is a straight college basketball star. He may need to reevaluate that first part when he meets Stiles Stilinski.
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- Part 1 of bi awakening au
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“Hale, Mr Hi,” Agent Stilinski says, before visibly cringing, bringing a hand up to rub sheepishly at the back of his neck. “I mean – shit. Hi, Mr Hale. Thanks for, uh. Thanks for coming down.”
“It’s no problem.” Derek squints, turning his head to cast eyes around the area before returning his focus. “Shouldn’t you be a little more aware of your surroundings, with a feral omega on the loose?”
The guy bristles, frowning as he shoves hands into his pockets. “I wasn’t expecting you to get here so quickly.”
“Because the omega will be sure to send an invitation letting you know to expect them,” Derek says drily.
Derek is a single parent to a teenager. He's given up on love since losing his daughter's mother.
Stiles is an FBI agent in town on the hunt for a feral omega. He might have something to say about Derek's stance on love.
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Here’s the thing: Stiles loves dick. He especially loves Derek’s dick. He loves sucking Derek’s dick, and he loves taking Derek’s dick. The idea of getting to experience those two loves at the same time? Honestly, he’s not sure he’s making it out of this alive.
But, god. What a way to go.
A pissed off witch splits Derek into two. Stiles has always had a gift for making the best of a bad situation.
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“You are not allowed to sleep with him,” Scott says.
“You’re not the boss of me,” Stiles scoffs.
Stiles and Scott become best friends at college. Derek is Scott's hot older brother.
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“Thank you!” Stiles says quickly.
Who would’ve thought a big, famous superhero like El Lobo would be such a stickler for manners? That scowl he’s got going on, the one intensely focused in Stiles’ direction. It must be because Stiles didn’t say thank you fast enough for the whole, you know, life-saving thing.
“You’re an idiot,” El Lobo says, and, what?
“Hey!” Stiles splutters indignantly. “That’s not a very heroic thing to say.”
Stiles is working at a dive bar in NYC when he starts having run-ins with the city's superheroes.
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“Dude, I haven’t seen you voluntarily exercise once in the fifteen years I’ve known you.” Scott narrows his eyes. “Guy or girl?
Stiles splutters, throwing his hands up in righteous indignation. It lasts all of two seconds with the way Scott just keeps looking at him, entirely dubious, until Stiles relents with a sigh.
“Guy,” he admits.
Stiles joins a running club because, well - hot guy.
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Fooling around in the Jeep over winter break; from Stiles' point of view.
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- Part 3 of frat au
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Fooling around in the Camaro after their first date; from Derek’s point of view.
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- Part 2 of frat au
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“I’m not a closet case,” Derek repeats, teeth gritted.
“Oh, yeah?” Stiles taunts, daring Derek with his eyes. “You coulda fooled me.”
“I’m not – gay.”
Derek spits that word out. Stiles snorts, no humour in it.
“Sure. You’re totally straight, dude. You just get all up in my personal space every time we’re alone. Stare at my lips any time you think no one’s looking. Well, I’m looking, Derek, and I know what you want. I know what you really want is to bend me over and fuck me.”
Derek is a closeted frat boy, and Stiles gets under his skin. Enemies to fuckbuds to <3
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- Part 1 of frat au
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Toby has a scary new boss, Brendan.
Toby's scary new boss, Brendan, has a chatty - and chavvy - boyfriend, Ste.
Toby's never understood anything less.