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BONDING RITES
By Rabid1st
Teen Wolf – Derek/Stiles
Rating: Explicit/Mature
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elsecarlass
Author’s Note: See Part 1 for notes
Warnings: Most sex acts possible between two men. Not kinky or dom/sub, but explicit.
Summary: Set a year or so in the future, Stiles is about to turn eighteen and is training to be an Emissary, He’s learned that there are certain rituals he needs to perform in order to be bonded to his pack. Derek agrees to help with his initiation. Panic and hilarity and some sexy times ensue.
Disclaimer: Teen Wolf is a world unto itself. I am only playing with the characters for my own amusement. No copyright infringement is intended.
PART ONE: http://rabid1st.livejournal.com/402669.html
PART TWO
The next day, Stiles sat down at his customary lunchroom table with a tray overflowing with food. He'd just stuffed a handful of tater tots into his face, when Lydia dropped into the chair across from him. His throat closed, as it usually did around her, leaving him no way to empty his mouth. He reached for napkins.( Read more... )
By Rabid1st
Teen Wolf – Derek/Stiles
Rating: Explicit/Mature
Beta Babes Birthsister and
elsecarlassAuthor’s Note: See Part 1 for notes
Warnings: Most sex acts possible between two men. Not kinky or dom/sub, but explicit.
Summary: Set a year or so in the future, Stiles is about to turn eighteen and is training to be an Emissary, He’s learned that there are certain rituals he needs to perform in order to be bonded to his pack. Derek agrees to help with his initiation. Panic and hilarity and some sexy times ensue.
Disclaimer: Teen Wolf is a world unto itself. I am only playing with the characters for my own amusement. No copyright infringement is intended.
PART ONE: http://rabid1st.livejournal.com/402669.html
PART TWO
The next day, Stiles sat down at his customary lunchroom table with a tray overflowing with food. He'd just stuffed a handful of tater tots into his face, when Lydia dropped into the chair across from him. His throat closed, as it usually did around her, leaving him no way to empty his mouth. He reached for napkins.( Read more... )
