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[thescarletspeedster]

Barry yawns as he clocks out at the end of another long shift. Even with his metabolism and regeneration, the long hours are beginning to wear on him, but it isn't his home and his bed that Barry heads for as he leaves the station. It feels like ages since he's been able to spend more than a few minutes with Derek, and even if all he has the energy for tonight is to curl up on top of him and sleep, Barry will take it.

But Derek isn't at Semele's, and he isn't at his apartment when Barry speeds there next. That must mean he's at the cabin, and Barry runs nearly all the way there, stopping when he's about a half mile out. The moon is huge and full and the forest all but glowing with it, and the view is nice enough that Barry decides to take the rest of the journey at normal speed so he can enjoy it.

He buries a yawn behind his forearm and tucks his hands into his pockets, feeling a little restored by the clear, night air.

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[triskehale]

The moon is strong tonight.

There's never a full moon that passes without Derek feeling its siren call in some way, but this one in particular seems to be tugging at the animal inside of him in a way that's difficult to ignore. He felt restless all day, and once the sun went down he took to the woods. He's stripped down to nothing but his jeans when there's suddenly a smell delicious enough to stop him in his tracks.

Barry.

His whole body thrums with need and he turns towards the scent, eyes glowing red as he silently stalks through the trees. It's been days since he's had any significant time with Barry, and now all the feels is the need to make up for lost time.

He stalks Barry like prey, slinking through the shadows and watching him through the trees. His lips curl back from his fangs in a smile, and he waits for the perfect moment to strike.

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Barry hums as he walks, some snatch of a tune that winds its way through his head, but he slowly comes to realize that he's gotten louder. Or no - the forest around him has gotten quieter, and when Barry draws to a halt he realizes it's dead silent but for the wind.

It's unnerving, and Barry walks a little faster, his eyes on Derek's cabin to look for signs of life within. It's ridiculous, when he could speed away from any predator in a flash, but his heart picks up all the same.

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When he hears the hummingbird thrum of Barry's heart speed up even more, Derek only feels more excited. Normally he would hate to scare Barry in any way, but this is different. Now he's on the hunt, and the quickened pulse of his target is like music to his ears.

Derek moves through the trees, rustling a few low-hanging branches before starting up a low growl. It rumbles up from his chest and he steps out of the shadows just enough for Barry to catch a flash of his red eyes before he steps back again.

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There's a sudden rustle in the branches ahead, and Barry stops, vibrating once all over. Maybe he really should run the rest of the way, but just as he tenses to do so, he hears it - a low growl, terrifying and familiar with a rumble that sinks right into Barry's skin, warming his blood.

"Derek?" he says, and in the next moment two glowing red eyes confirm it. "What are you - " Barry begins, but his brain finally catches up. The time apart, the moon, the wolf in Derek - of course this isn't going to be a normal walk through the woods.

"You looking for something to do?" Barry asks the space Derek last occupied. He speeds to a different part of the path, smirking when he reappears. "Something to chase?" With a laugh, Barry runs into the forest itself, not at full speed but more than fast enough to evade any first attempts made by Derek.

[triskehale]

When Barry says his name, Derek wants to surge forward and tackle him down into the dirt. He wants to strip off his clothes and rub against him, but he forces himself to stay back. It's all worth it when Barry laughs and breaks into a run. His feet pound against the hard-packed earth and Derek's heart soars. He tips his head back and howls before giving chase, following Barry's scent.

He's running just fast enough to stay out of reach and Derek growls deeply, leaping forward and getting just close enough to rake his claws lightly against the back of Barry's shirt. It isn't enough to grab him and Derek huffs before dipping into the darkness of the trees once more and watching Barry move. He feels his muscles coiling, mouth watering as he prepares to strike.

"Barry," he growls into the cool air, letting the breeze carry the sound to Barry's ears.

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Barry can't help himself. He laughs and yelps in equal measure as he runs, narrowly evading Derek more than once. He's not frightened of him, but there's no question that an incredibly strong, powerful predator is after him, one with fangs and claws and a really great ass, and the idea that he could catch him at any moment is thrilling.

He stops when the sound of hot breaths behind him fades, turning a circle in the clearing. His skin prickles for the sound of his own name, and Barry searches the darkness, but there's nothing. "God, why is this fun?" he asks himself. "I'm a crazy person." But then another sound comes, faint and probably just a bird taking flight but it's enough to spike Barry's adrenaline. He runs in the opposite direction, lightning streaking behind him as he zigs and zags.

[triskehale]

It's fun because Barry was made for him, Derek thinks privately. Barry is his, and Derek's breath catches when he disappears in a streak of lightning. He'll never outrun Barry but maybe, just maybe if he's patient, it'll work out in the end.

He slinks across the clearing when Barry sounds far enough away, crouching down in another shadow and watching as Barry zips back across the soft grass again. He looks back towards the spot Derek had been, and there's his shot. Derek lunges out from his hiding place and tackles Barry to the ground, pressing his belly into the grass as Derek spreads out on top of him. He grabs Barry's wrists and pins them to the earth, letting out a triumphant growl as he leans down to bite at the back of his neck.

It's hard enough to leave a mark, fangs digging in slightly. It's a wolf's bite, a claiming bite, and Derek growls around a mouth full of skin while pressing his hips against Barry's ass.

"Caught you," he purrs, dragging his tongue across the mark he's left behind.

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Barry's pretty sure he squawks when Derek comes out of nowhere and barrels him to the ground, but if the heavy weight of Derek on top of him is any indication, Derek doesn't seem to mind.

"Jesus," Barry breathes as Derek holds him down and bites, not at the spot on his throat like he favors but the back of his neck, the place where it'd be so easy to pick him up and shake him until he breaks. Derek's teeth aren't gentle, but they're not cruel, either - they're hot and possessive, claiming in no uncertain terms, and Barry shivers.

"Yeah, you did," he says, shifting back against Derek. "I hope I made you work for it."

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"You did," Derek growls, retracting his claws as he lifts up onto his knees just enough to roll Barry over onto his back. He sits back on his haunches again, resting his weight on Barry's thighs to keep him pinned as he makes quick work of the buttons on his shirt. It takes everything in him not to just tear it open, but he growls when he's faced with another thin layer of white cotton.

"I'll buy you a new one," he murmurs impatiently, just before popping a claw and slicing up the middle of the undershirt so he can pull it open to expose all that gorgeous pale skin to the moonlight. He presses his hand to the middle of Barry's chest with a satisfied hum, lightly tracing the tip of his claw from mole to mole before leaning down to leave wet, suckling kisses just underneath his collarbones.

"What are you doing wandering around out here on the full moon?" He growls out, gripping Barry's wrist as he presses it into the grass. He drags his tongue across Barry's pectoral, stopping just shy of the dark hair under his arm and resisting the urge to bury his nose in it and inhale. "You're lucky I'm the one who caught you."

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Barry nearly laughs for the thought of it - he would, he thinks, if he weren't currently experiencing a complete lack of blood in his brain. "You wouldn't let anyone else in your territory," he says, "Let alone near me. Would you?"

Maybe that should feel confining, or insulting, or some other demeaning thing, but it doesn't bother Barry. He likes that Derek cares, he likes that Derek wants him, has chosen him, would fight for him in a very real sense. "God, that's hot." He tilts his chin back to give Derek room, gasping as his tongue drags across his collarbone. "Honestly, I'd lost track of the days. I just wanted to see you."

Barry grips Derek's hips with his knees. "Please tell me you're undressing me to fuck me."

[triskehale]

"No," he growls, baring his teeth at the thought of someone else even attempting to touch Barry. He tries not to be possessive, but the wolf in him can't help it. Barry is his and no one else's, especially on a night like tonight. "Just me."

He takes a breath to calm himself, and if his nose just so happens to be very near Barry's armpit, so be it. That familiar scent, so concentrated, makes him let out a low whimper and he nods as he surges up to drag his tongue up Barry's throat and nip at his jaw.

"Obviously. Fuck, Barry. I missed you," he breathes out, letting go of Barry's wrist just so that he can reach between them and undo their jeans. He wriggles out of his own and drags Barry's down quickly, leaving them both naked in the grass. He shoves his hand into the pocket of his discarded jeans and pulls out a tube of lube, eyes glinting like rubies as he looks up at Barry. "If you hadn't come to me, I would have gone and found you."

He slides his arm under Barry's hips to flip him over so that he's on his knees in the grass, and Derek lets out a quiet growl as he leans in to drag his tongue right up through the center of him, over the hang of his balls and the tight clench of his hole. "There was no way I wasn't going to see you tonight."

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Barry sucks in a breath, finding himself naked and on his hands and knees as swiftly as if Derek had used speed, his mouth already open and groaning as Derek's tongue strokes its way right to the heart of him.

"Next time," he stutters, gripping handfuls of grass, "I won't come looking. I'll keep track of the days and make you search for me." It's a tease, but God if Derek's allowed to do that with his mouth right now, Barry can give it just as good. "I won't let you catch me until I know you're desperate, believe me. I've still got tricks you've never seen."

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"That's some big talk for someone with his ass in the air," Derek growls out, gripping Barry's cheeks and spreading him wide, exposing his slick hole to the cool evening breeze. "What's to keep me from doing that to you right now, hummingbird?"

Derek slides his thumb over Barry's pink little hole, leaning in to rub his cheek across it so Barry can feel the unforgiving scrape of his beard against the sensitive skin. "Mm, maybe I'll just keep licking you until you're begging for me to put my cock in you."

He bites at the meatiest part of Barry's ass, sucking in a deep bruise that he'll feel sitting down before lapping at that tight furl of muscle with teasing little flicks of his tongue. "How's that sound?"

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"You're the one who put me here," Barry returns, close to a scream for the sudden sharp drag of Derek's beard, followed by that bite. "I know it wasn't just to look."

His hands tighten in the grass, and Barry honestly doesn't know if he can resist giving in and begging first, but he means to try. He stops swallowing down his moans and lets them tumble from his throat. "The moon's in your blood, Derek, and I'm right here. How long do you think you can resist me? It's been days - how tight am I going to be inside?"

[triskehale]

Barry's words steal the breath right of Derek's lungs. They're deliberately filthy and meant to rile not only Derek but the wolf inside of him, the one trying so desperately to claw its way out. "Jesus, Barry."

He's right, though. Derek has no idea how long he can resist this, or how long he even wants to. Barry is right here with his tight little ass stuck up in the air, presenting to Derek and reeking of arousal. No matter how finely tuned his control may be, he can't resist this. He's already fighting the call of the moon so to Barry, he must give in.

"Do you have any idea how hard I'm going to fuck you?" Derek growls out as he coats his fingers in lube and presses them into Barry, first one and then two. "How much I plan on filling you up?"

He practically mounts Barry, covering him with his body and pressing him down into the grass as he reaches between them to position his cock at Barry's entrance. "You're mine until the sun rises, Barry."

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Barry whimpers when Derek bears down on him, turned on and quaking with it, almost dizzy as he receives everything he's demanded all at once. It's rare that he feels helpless, but Derek has a way of reducing him with just a touch, making him crave it, and Barry pushes back against him.

"I can take it," he promises, "God, please." Derek's hands are like iron on his hips, his voice in Barry's ear rougher than its ever been, dark with promise, and it's going right to Barry's cock. Derek has him on the ground now, and Barry turns his cheek against the grass. "Cmon and give it to me."

[triskehale]

The wolf inside of Derek wants to let out a triumphant howl at having its mate pinned and willing. Derek's mind is screaming mate and he knows that it's mostly the moon making him act and feel so primally, but it also feels a little true.

"I know you can," Derek purrs, finding his favorite spot on Barry's neck and biting down as he presses his cock inside. Barry was right; he's incredibly tight and Derek moans and he sinks in completely, bottoming out in one smooth thrust. It feels like a release, like shifting under the moon. He feels wild and free and like he's exactly where he belongs.

"Mine," he breathes out, sliding one arm under Barry's hips to pull them back a bit, angling him so that Derek can thrust into him better, go harder and deeper. "Feel that? How well we fit together? Like you were fucking made for me."

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Barry takes it open mouthed and silent, the gasp caught in his throat as Derek pushes in and keeps pushing, burying himself completely in one long thrust. The fullness of the stretch burns, but something in Barry wants it, the long days without seeing him, the wildness he can feel in Derek, maybe even a bit of old school full moon lunacy in Barry himself - all he knows is that he wants Derek to keep going.

"Yeah," he answers when he can get the air for it, but the words that want to follow taper out into groans as Derek starts thrusting, maneuvering his body to take him even deeper. There's no trace of hesitance, no gentleness, just hard, fast strokes of Derek's cock, and Barry feels half mad with it. Derek's cock slides along his prostate and Barry keens, the want low in his belly and the pleasure ratcheting higher for every shivery press against it.

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It isn't long before Derek is reduced to nothing but wordless sounds, deep growls and harsh panting. His entire world has been narrowed down to the place where their bodies meet, the obscene sound of it ringing in his ears.

Derek has never let himself go so completely like this, and he does it now without a trace of hesitation or fear. Barry is more than human, and he can take whatever Derek dishes out. More than that, he wants it. He's the one who worked him up into this frenzy, and he's the one crying out in pleasure underneath him now. Derek feels almost dizzy with how good it all is, the wild perfection of this mate that he was somehow lucky enough to find.

He angles his hips enough to put more blunt pressure against Barry's prostate with each thrust, hand sliding up Barry's chest to rest lightly around his throat, just enough to feel the rapid flutter of his pulse against his palm.

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Derek slides relentlessly against that bright, shivering place inside him without error now, and Barry shudders and lets himself go. Before he'd tried to meet Derek's thrusts, to shift against him and angle his body, but when Derek's hand closes around his throat Barry relaxes and just lets Derek take him.

He sucks air into his too tight lungs, lets it out in the sobs that want to come each time Derek slides into him, and when Barry feels himself swept towards the edge without even a touch, he groans, beginning to vibrate as his body lets go.

[triskehale]

There's something so beautiful in the way that Barry gives himself over to Derek. It calls to the alpha in him, and he holds on tighter at the unmistakeable display of trust. Barry knows that Derek could do anything to him, and with a wolf's claws at his throat he still lets go and gives himself up so freely. Derek will never get over how amazing that feels.

"That's good," he purrs, thrusting in deeply and pulling Barry tighter against him, taking in the submissive curve of his spine. "So good, pup."

The sounds Barry makes are sweeter than any music that Derek has ever heard, sobs and cries falling unbidden from Barry's lips and Derek's only regret is that he isn't in a position to lick them out of Barry's mouth himself. He can feel it when Barry is close, in the tiny vibrations in his legs and the twitch in his hips. Derek murmurs praise in broken sentences, uttered whenever he can manage to make words instead of primal, animal sounds.

Barry comes untouched, spurting all over his stomach and chest. Some of it lands just above Barry's collarbone and Derek catches it with his palm to rub it into Barry's neck, to ingrain the scent into his soft skin. He begins to vibrate and Derek howls from the pleasure, tossing his head back with the force of it. He wants to come everywhere, on Barry's face or the small of his back, onto his spent cock, but he settles on grabbing Barry's hips and slamming in as deep as he can go as his own orgasm hits. It seems to last forever, cock pulsing and emptying into Barry. It's a mark of the most intimate kind, and Derek lets out a whimper as he holds onto Barry's throat, keeping him pinned back onto Derek's cock as he finishes.

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The world narrows to the drive of Derek's cock into his body, his hand on his throat and his voice in his ear, and Barry hardly notices his own orgasm, swept away in pleasure that seems to go on and on. Barry whines as Derek continues to fuck him, boneless and vibrating until Derek pulls him hard onto his cock and comes, whimpering in that deep voice against Barry's throat.

Barry lies still beneath him, his entire body primed and sensitive, small tremors still wracking his muscles when he rubs his head against Derek's shoulder. He loves the feel of Derek's cock, that strong body bearing down on him, but Barry loves the feel of his arms around him just as much, and just now Barry finds he needs it. "Derek," he murmurs, nuzzling back against him. He pulls at the hand on his throat and tries to pull it around himself.

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Once he comes, the moon seems to lessen its pull the slightest bit. The wolf, now sated, retreats and Derek blinks. Barry is panting below him, practically mewling while he tugs on Derek's arm. There's a bite on the back of Barry's neck that's only just beginning to heal and Derek drags his tongue across it before rolling them gently to the side.

He can't bear to pull out of Barry just yet, so he pulls him in tight so that Barry's ass rests firmly in the cradle of Derek's hips and still stuffed full of Derek's cock. His arms go around Barry, needing that contact just as badly as Barry seems to want it. He nuzzles behind Barry's ear with a pleased growl, and then lifts his head.

"Mm, I just realized that I haven't even kissed you properly yet," Derek says. His voice is still rough and low, but it's the most human that he's sounded all night. "Come here."

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Barry groans as Derek moves them, his still hard cock pressed firm to that shivering place inside of him, and Barry's sensitive enough that even the smallest drag against it makes his toes curl. He clings to Derek's arms when they come around him, turning his head for an eager kiss when Derek reminds him.

His throat is hoarse from crying out, his lips sore from his own teeth bearing down, but Barry finds he's hungry for Derek's mouth, kissing him as deeply as he would have had they done this at the beginning. "Feel better?" he rasps when it ends.

[triskehale]

Sated as he was, Barry's kiss threatens to get him worked up again. He growls softly, licking into Barry's mouth for a moment before pulling away and taking a deep breath. He smiles at Barry's question, nosing once again at the sweaty hair behind Barry's ear and inhaling his scent. He isn't even worried over whether or not he might have hurt Barry because they work together so well like this, and Barry smells sex and sweat and adrenaline but happy above all else. Derek makes him happy, and right now, with the moon so full overhead, he doesn't even doubt it.

"Yeah, I do," he replies in a voice just as rough, dragging his tongue lazily up the side of Barry's neck. "God, you're amazing. Seemed like I wasn't the only one all worked up by the moon. Maybe I'm wearing off on you."