Afterhours // Multi Character AU.

As soon as the words left your mouth, the tension in the room became thick enough to cut with a knife. Both of their eyes travelled down your body taking in every inch of your soft skin still flushed from the nights activities. Walking away from them slowly, your fingers lagging behind trailing over their chests tauntingly. Turning and laying back on the bed, you removed the thin shirt, that covered you. Hunger flashed in Derek's eyes, the briefest flash of pure blue, before they clouded over in a haze. Stiles' eyes widened in anticipation of what he knew was inevitable now. He was the first to make a move, dropping down to you, his long fingers brushing through your hair. Derek snarled protectively at stiles' light touch against your skin. Your legs were crossed and Stiles gently parted them, wanting to look at you completely. Derek stared at you two, as Stiles ran his fingers up your legs, causing bolts to fly through your veins at top speed.

Hesitantly Stiles looks at you, his eyes pleading that this was real. Your eyes rolled back as you squirmed under his soft touch. Running your fingers through his hair, you pull him by the collar of his shirt so he was on your mouth. Between rasping breaths, you battled for dominance, him winning by sheer trickery as his hands ran down your spine causing you to falter. A weight disturbed the bed and as you kissed Stiles a new set of hands connected against your skin. Rougher and considerably larger, they rubbed against your hips, pushing you slightly to gain access to your ass. You could barely contain your excitement at what was happening. Derek's hands grazed across your ass as his lips brushed against your neck. Your body tingled at all the new sensations. Hands ran all across your body, sending shivers through you. Derek's fingers finding their way to your hips, pulling you from Stiles' kiss and crushing you against his own mouth, biting your lip. Stiles' hand resumed Dereks, teasing over you.

Bliss, sheer and utter bliss. Stiles' hands found their way to your breasts, rolling and tugging the already oversensitive peaks. You wriggled between them, skin sizzling at the contact. You ran your hands over Stiles' enlarged erection, knowing that he'd be thinking of all the ways he could fuck you till Sunday. Breaths came far and few between as Derek broke from you taking your breast into his mouth and Stiles ran a finger against your core. Stroking against them both you could feel them pulse and quiver beneath you. Derek pushed you flat against the bed as he moved between your legs, teasing by kissing and nipping against the soft skin there. Moans escaped your lips as Stiles lined himself up with your mouth. Greedily sucking him in, you ran your tongue over his tip eliciting a soft "Fuck" from his lips.

As you took Stiles in your mouth, Derek had ran his tongue along your nerves, sending your body into overdrive. Hollowing your cheeks you take more of Stiles into your mouth, taking what you couldn't in your hand and pumping it against him. Moans filled the air as Derek pushed you to your absolute limit while you did the same to Stiles. Before you could fully let go though you pulled away from them both. "Strip, both of you" You said, words loaded. Derek wasted no time, disposing of his shirt in a flash, his trousers following soon after. Stiles looked nervous but still shed himself of the shirt he was wearing. Looking at them both, they were polar opposites, but they both had that look in their eyes. Returning to them you sink to your knees, taking both of them in each hand, you pumped them slightly. Stiles' eyes fluttered shut whilst Derek's stared at you, watching as you licked around his tip whilst simultaneously working your hand down Stiles' erection.

Stiles swore under his breath as you switched to him, taking him to the back of your throat, tears pricking your eyes. Derek moved to behind you and roughly spread your knees. His hands worked across your ass as he swept across your clit, causing you to gasp around Stiles. Hands found their way to your hair and guided your head at a much more frantic speed. Derek plunged into you, causing you to whelp and curse under your breath. Filling you completely he gave you little to no time to get used to it, as he drew in and out of you whilst his hands worked over your clit. Nothing in the world could ever amount to the pleasure you could feel right now. Stiles' moans became more pronounced the slower you went against him. He dropped against the bed for more grip on you. Taking him again you licked slowly from the base to the tip as Derek pounded into you. Your entire body tightened as you could feel yourself approaching your peak, Derek sensed this and sped up his left hand holding you steady as he pushed you over the edge. Barely audible you moaned as Derek relentlessly rode out your high.

Your vision blurred as your senses fully took over. Hands worked over your oversensitised clit, threatening to push you over that edge again. Bolts of pleasure ran through you with every thrust, your walls clenching around his generous length. Stiles was barely hanging on, the sight of you around him was sending him crazy. As you took him to the back of your throat again, he twitched as he filled your mouth. Swallowing what you could you move from him. Derek was getting sloppier his movements becoming more frantic, his high clearly approaching. Moans filled the air as Stiles looked on at you and Derek, his gaze focused on your face, contorted in pleasure. His hands found their way to your jaw, picking your head up and forcing you to stare him in the eyes as Derek fucked you.

"Cum for me babygirl" Derek panted, sending you spiraling into another high. He rolled against you, releasing as he fell from you. You collapsed onto the floor, feeling weak from the night you had. Strong arms picked you up, placing you in Stiles' bed. You could barely speak, your throat was raw. Spots blinked in your vision. Your body felt heavy, like you'd been awake for years and never had slept. Leaning back against the cool sheets, you hear voices, low and whispering.

"Derek, what's happened to her? Why are you here?" Stiles' voice came softly. Stiles didn't know. Nobody knew, only Chris, Deaton and Derek knew. He had no idea why Derek was back, what you were or what could happen to him. You tried to talk, to tell him that this is who you are now. That everything would be okay. You were too weak, barely even able to look at them. Darkness shrouded your vision, as you faded into it you heard their voices again.

"Stiles, it's complicated, call the pack. We have some explaining to do."