Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/786684. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: Teen_Wolf_(TV) Relationship: Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski Character: Stiles_Stilinski, Dream!Derek_Hale Additional Tags: Fantasy, self_pleasure, yanking_the_sock_monkey, Working_the_Wrench, euphamisms_for_masturbating, spanking_the_monkey, adjusting_the_antenna, Aiding_and_abetting_a_known_felon, Applying_the_hand_brake, Arguing_with Henry_Longfellow, Arm-wrestle_with_your_one-eyed_vessel, Audition_your hand_puppet, Backstroke_roulette, Badgering_the_witness, Barking_up_the wrong_tree, Battling_the_purple-headed_yogurt_slinger, Bleed_the_weed, Buff_the_banana, Butter_the_corn, Combing_the_hair_on_your_bald_pig Sally, i_can't, Too_ridiculous, petting_the_hamster Stats: Published: 2013-05-06 Words: 365 ****** Fantay, Just A Fantasy ****** by HalcyonTerror Summary Just a (very) short Stiles self-love fiction. Notes See the end of the work for notes //Thanks to the lovely @HisAlphaHale and dedicated to them as well. Not my best but [shrugs] Stiles strokes his cock repetitively as he slips completely into the fantasy. -------------Into Stiles' brain we go----------- "YoDerek." Stiles smirked at Derek (@HisAlphaHale) he had been dancing on the man's nerves for hours, teasing and testing him. This was the seventh YoDerek that had slipped through his lips in the past hour. It was also the final straw. Derek growled, his eyes flashing red as he shoved Stiles, face first against the tree. Derek was always just barely gentle enough to make sure Stiles escaped hard. Stiles groaned quietly, his still clothed half hard penis brushing against the tree bark. "You take such pleasure in disrespecting me, Stiles." Derek growled in his ear. Stiles shuddered, the whispering warmth of Derek's breath making him weak at the knees. The only thing keeping him standing at this point was Derek, holding his against the tree. Stiles moaned and wriggled, searching for friction, and the force holding him up became stronger. Derek snarled and Stiles' breath caught in his throat. "Now, smart ass, I think you need to be punished." Stiles could feel Derek's steely gaze of him as he replied. "Thought you liked my ass smart." He wiggled his ass, the ass in question, which Derek smacked. Stiles moaned, loudly, and Derek smirked. "Liked that, did you?" "Y- You /know/ I did, YoDerek." Stiles smirked. "Well then, Stiles, let's see if you enjoy this as much." Derek grinned and pulled Stiles' pants and underwear down. He smacked first Stiles' left ass cheek, then the right. Each smack sent Stiles rubbing against the tree, which was an interesting mix of sensations, to say the least. His scrapes from the bark hurt even as the roughness gave him his desperately needed friction. He whimpered, ass burning from what must be the fiftieth smack even as Derek's voice informed him it was the fifth. Tears burned his eyes, the sensations overwhelming him and- he was back on the couch, coming his brains out over his own fist. Stiles screamed in the throes of his release, wishing it had been more than a simple fantasy. End Notes Comment with a euphemism for masturbation? Also? I used http:// www.dribbleglass.com/subpages/euphemisms.htm for those euphemisms in the tags. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!