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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Kira_Yukimura
  Character:
      Derek_Hale, Kira_Yukimura
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Canon_Divergence
  Series:
      Part 9 of Mating_Games_2014_Entries
  Collections:
      Mating_Games:_The_Teen_Wolf_Pornation_Weekly_Challenges_Revealed
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-14 Words: 748
****** Crazy ******
by mmmdraco
Summary
     There's a guy who works in one of the crazy record shops half-hidden
     on a one-way street that she's been eyeing up for ages even though
     she's 16 and he's probably twice her age, but it doesn't keep her
     from wanting to know how the black coffee he always drinks tastes
     secondhand from his mouth.
Notes
     Set in a universe where Peter died in the fire, and Derek and Laura
     went to New York but never came back to Beacon Hills.
She's going to be moving in a few weeks and it feels like something crazy.
Coast to coast matters so much more than when they moved from one school
district to the next because it's going to mean leaving everyone and everything
behind. It'll be a new start, she convinces herself, so she decides to leave on
a wild note.
There's a guy who works in one of the crazy record shops half-hidden on a one-
way street that she's been eyeing up for ages even though she's 16 and he's
probably twice her age, but it doesn't keep her from wanting to know how the
black coffee he always drinks tastes secondhand from his mouth. He's all
stubble around a cautious smile and broad shoulders in a leather jacket and she
loves the way her name rolls off his tongue when he calls her about her special
orders. She loves the way their names sound together: Derek and Kira. It's a
crush, she knows, but a part of her wants to be that girl going from New York
to California who knows all about the world around her.
It's not that difficult to get his attention, really. She wears a Rolling
Stones t-shirt one day, a vintage one, and it's falling apart at the seams so
she wears a red lace bra and panties and matches her lipstick to the color and
goes in to ask him about a Beatles record, so sure of herself. His eyes catch
on the hole under her arm and the flash of red there and then he looks her over
as his brow furrows and he shrugs off his jacket. "You're a fox."
She grins and nods a little, hoping he's like so many other people who can't
tell how old she is. "I was hoping you'd want to do something after work. Like,
maybe me?" At this point, if he says no, well... She's leaving.
It surprises her, though, when he stalks over to the front door and locks it,
turning the sign to CLOSED and stalking back to her and claiming her mouth as
he pushes her back against the shelving holding up the selection of 70s hippie
crap with a layer of dust on it that makes her sneeze mid-kiss and laugh. The
kissing is nothing new, she's not a total virgin, but the feel of his fingers
on her hips and pushing up her skirt and pulling down her panties makes it feel
like she's on fire. His fingernails feel sharp against her thighs as he strokes
his palm across her slit and presses the heel of his hand against her clit. "I
want more than that, Wolfman," she mumbles, because his expression and demeanor
remind her too much of a silly movie even in that moment. She has a condom
tucked in her bra just in case this went well and she pulls her shirt up to
show it off, looking at him expectantly.
He growls and uses his teeth to pull it away from her skin and she's sure she's
wetter now than ever before. She reminds herself that virginity is a social
construct and that she's nearly had her hand shoved inside her before so this
shouldn't have any lasting effect on her. That is, until he's pulled his pants
down to his thighs and slid on the condom and paused with the head of his cock
throbbing so hot against her vulva. "Ready?"
She laughs, breathy and too excited, and nods, spreading her legs and feeling
him press into her. It's more amazing than she'd imagined, his fingers
everywhere she needs them to augment what his dick is doing to her, and it
lasts long enough for her to feel like it was a perfect first time. Her knees
shake when he lowers her down and pulls out, tugging off the condom and
knotting the end. "That was fun," she says, smiling as she notices a smudge of
her lipstick on his teeth.
"We should do it again sometime," he says, but he's cautious with the emotion
behind the words.
"I'm about to move," she says, fixing her skirt and panties. "Moving to some
little town in California. From New York to Beacon Hills. I... needed something
exciting before I went."
His eyes go wide and they look bright blue for a second. "That's... where I'm
from."
"Huh." She pulls her shirt back down and smiles. "I guess it can't be that
boring, then."
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