goodgriefcharlie + andnowforyaya   5

Andnowforyaya - to have and to hold
When Stiles came to, Derek was still inside him. He tried to shift his legs but found he was pinned to the sticky mattress underneath his belly.

"Shh," Derek breathed against the back of his neck, sending shivers down Stiles’ spine. His body was strung up and oversensitive from coming before he had blacked out, and Derek was still pumping his hips minutely into Stiles’ slick heat, his knot keeping them tied together.

"Holy shit," Stiles hissed. “Is that—? Is it still growing?"
teenwolf  andnowforyaya  slash  derek/stiles  pwp  kink:knotting  wc:<5k  established.relationship  marriage/proposal  fluff 
july 2013 by goodgriefcharlie
Andnowforyaya - just to see you mess around
The first time, Stiles is in a classroom after hours, the shades pulled shut and the door locked, and his knees are already starting to hurt from the hard floor.
teenwolf  andnowforyaya  slash  stiles/other  stiles/danny  derek/stiles  throughtheyears  futurefic  miscommunication  injury  h/c  kisses 
may 2013 by goodgriefcharlie
Andnowforyaya - I Hope By the Morning
From the bathroom came sounds of the guy brushing his teeth. Stiles rubbed the fifty dollar bill between his fingers and felt cheap. "Dude, I'm not taking your money."

The guy spat and turned the faucet on. "Take the money. You said you lived in Queens last night? Who the hell lives in Queens."

The fifty seemed gritty in his fingers, but he put it in the back pocket of his ridiculously tight jeans, anyway. That was, like, a five-hour shift at the coffee shop where he worked, Common Grounds, with tips. "And don't call me 'dude,'" the guy continued, turning off the faucet. "I'm not your college bro. It's Derek."
teenwolf  andnowforyaya  slash  derek/stiles  stiles/isaac  stiles/erica/isaac  au:complete  au:college  au:human/nonmagical  h/c  developing.relationship  tw:depression  au:coffeeshop  career:baristas 
april 2013 by goodgriefcharlie
Andnowforyaya - Conquest of Spaces
"You?" Pierre asks incredulously. "A mere human?"

"Mere?" Stiles repeats, spreading his arms and looking down at himself. This time Derek really does chuckle, and Stiles grins at the noise. "My dad is still inside," he tells Derek. "So can we make this fast?"

In which Stiles has so got this and Derek realizes something important.
teenwolf  andnowforyaya  slash  derek/stiles  creatureoftheweek  injury  h/c  fluff  vampires  other.alphas 
march 2013 by goodgriefcharlie
Andnowforyaya - We Collected Swells - WIP Series (Read through Story 3)
oh sayang: Stiles used to smell like the forest, crisp and spicy, a sharp note of smoke running through his center like the warning flare of a gun, and vanilla. Now he smells like wet sand, and beached shells, and coffee and paper and ink, and the dew at sunrise. (Or, the one where Sterek are in domestic bliss in Hawaii.)

the same waves: Eventually, one of the students sees Derek through the window, and gasps. "Mr. S!" he hears. The student, a young girl with skin coffee-brown and black hair, smiles. "It's your boyfriend."

these streets: He smelled like Fall, even though the sun beat down on the island outside, and the waves crashed against the sand. "Well," Stiles forced through his teeth. "Are you going to let me in?"
teenwolf  andnowforyaya  slash  derek/stiles  futurefic  domestic  fluff  adorable  wip  series  established.relationship 
march 2013 by goodgriefcharlie

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