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works/1581236.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      teen_wolf_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Derek_Hale, Stiles_Stilinski, Sheriff_Stilinski_(mentioned)
  Additional Tags:
      Lactation, nipple_fetish, Nursing, dub-con
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-05-07 Words: 412
****** Male Mothering ******
by sunshineandsmut
Summary
     Prompt: Derek has a nipple fixation and they find out that something
     in werewolves' spit contain hormones that induce lactation. Stiles
     hates it and finds it humiliating, but gives in to how good it makes
     him feel when Derek suckles him.
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Derek watched Stiles from the crack in his bedroom door, his eyes squinted and
cock hard. Why did he have to where such a thin shirt? He could see everything…
And when he said everything, he meant it. Stiles’ nipples were rock hard
because of a cold draught, and because he sat at the computer with the
brightness up to full, they were illuminated beautifully.
"God…" Derek choked out the word in a strangled voice as he watched the boy. He
had meant it as a whisper, but it came out as more of a wheeze. Stiles spun on
his desk chair and frowned at the door.
"Dad? Are you out there?" Of course he was there. Just downstairs asleep in his
chair in front of the sports. Derek cracked open the door and smiled as Stiles’
eyes widened.
"Nope, just me." He responded, crossing the room to kneel in front of Stiles,
who scooted his chair back a little. All he could think of was his soft mouth
around that nipple… Biting it and teasing at it with his tongue to make the
smooth and rich milk drip out and into his mouth.
Stiles sighed. “Do we have to? I mean… If your spit doesn’t get on them its not
like I’m pregnant and full…” He trailed off, watching the disappointment grow
in Dereks eyes. “Fine.” He pulled off his shirt.
Derek dived onto the right one, his mouth practically watering as he engulfed
it in his lips. Dribbling his spit onto it he looked up to see Stiles’ face a
picture of mortification. He was bright red and looked very uncomfortable,
sitting straight up in his seat. Derek caught the end of his nipple between his
front teeth, and nibbled on it furtively as the first dribbles of milk began to
flow. Stiles’ chest quickly became red and swollen, and he couldn’t help but
whimper as his sensitive nipples began to work.
"Agh… Derek…" He mumbled, hands combing through Dereks hair as he let the
pleasure ripple through his body. "Derek…" He had to keep quiet because of his
father just downstairs.
Dereks mouth filled with bounteous milk, his eyes closed with bliss as he
swallowed, feeling it trickle down his throat and into his belly. “Are you
enjoying it now?” He asked, biting down hard on Stiles’ nipple whilst gently
rubbing his other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
"Y-Yeah…" Stiles mewled, finally giving in to the instinctive urge.
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