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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 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.

[triskehale]

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.

[triskehale]

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."

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Barry grins, pride swelling within him to have been the one to make Derek sound like that, his familiar rumble rough and satisfied. "You make me crazy," he says, lifting his chin so Derek's tongue drags across even more skin. "I don't need the moon for that. Besides."

He turns his head again to look at Derek. "I missed you. It's been days." Barry's grin widens, and his body blurs for a heartbeat, vibrating around Derek's cock. "Wanna go again?"

[triskehale]

When Barry begins to vibrate around Derek's cock, still hard yet sensitive, he lets out a sound that he isn't really proud of. It's almost a cross between a yelp and a howl, and he lets out a playful growl as he reaches across to press his palm into the grass near Barry's shoulder. He does a slow, deliberate roll of his hips, hitting Barry's prostate in retaliation. "I could be persuaded."

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Barry groans, closing his eyes when Derek meets his vibration with a roll of his hips. "It's just - " he says, gripping a handful of grass that does nothing to steady him, "You're right against that spot - I - "

Barry pushes back, vibrating again with a moan that echoes in the clearing around them. "It's keeping me right on the edge."

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"Mm, maybe I'll see how long I can keep you on the edge," Derek purrs, leaning down to press his lips to Barry's ear. "See how much I can fill you up."

He lets out a ragged breath, muscles in his arms flexing as he holds himself up over Barry. His thrusts start slow at first, slow but deep as he presses in hard at the end. His pace is designed to tease, to give Barry just enough without pushing him over the edge. "I love seeing you like this, hummingbird. When you just let go for me."

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Barry knows that he could end this. He could speed away from the glorious torture of Derek's cock, he could vibrate until they both come, but there's something about lying beneath Derek, his hole an ache that's all the more delicious for its rarity, and he gasps, pushing his hips back against Derek with insistence.

"You know I can tease you back," he says after a particularly deep breath, clamping his body down around Derek and vibrating rhythmically around him. It's feels maddening and divine all at once, and Barry grits his teeth, gasping again when he stills.

[triskehale]

"More than you already are?" Derek pants out, vision nearly going white for all the pleasure zinging through his body. Barry feels incredible enough and then he adds these vibrations that suck the air from his lungs. "Just let me take care of you, pup."

He slides his hand over Barry's where it's fisted in the grass, squeezing tightly and rolling so that he's more fully on top of Barry, pinning him to the soft grass. He slides his free arm under Barry's head, giving him a place to rest his cheek while Derek starts to fuck him with quicker, steadier thrusts.

Derek's entire world narrows down to Barry, and each breath that spills out of his lungs feels like a gift. Barry is here, Barry is his, and he thinks that if anyone so much as looked at him right now, Derek would tear them apart.

"When we're done, I'll clean you up with my tongue," Derek murmurs, licking at the shell of Barry's ear. "I want to see what you look like with all that come leaking out of you, and then I'll clean you up. I promise."

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"I'm - " starts Barry, but he falls short of reminding Derek that they're nearly the same age. He's not a pup or a child or even someone in need of protection, but it feels so good that Derek wants to take care of him that Barry basks in it, letting go like Derek's told him and just letting himself be fucked.

He whines and clings to Derek's hand, crying out as Derek gives him everything he's asked for and more. "Please," he begs as Derek drives in against that sweet spot, pressing hard against it over and over. "Please, I need to come." He's on the brink in and trapped there, pinned by Derek's cock right on the precipice. "Please, it's so much, I just want to come."

[triskehale]

As much as Derek wanted to keep Barry riding the edge, he can't deny the sweet sound of his pleading. It sounds so desperate and needy and Derek keens, biting the edge of Barry's jaw before rolling back onto his side. He holds Barry tight against him and slides one hand down to wrap around his cock, stroking in time with his thrusts as he sucks a mark into Barry's neck.

"Come for me, Barry," Derek rasps out, belly tightening as his own orgasm draws near. "I want to feel it."

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Barry whines as Derek moves them, suddenly fearful that Derek's going to make good on his teasing and stop, but then his hand wraps blessedly around Barry's cock. "Thank you," Barry gasps, "God, yes, just like that," as Derek strips him, his hips moving in time against that place inside him and Barry's out of his mind, his every nerve drawn tight and ready to snap.

Derek rumbles in his ear, and Barry's nearly past comprehending but the missive is clear. He looks down at the tangle of their legs, at his own straining cock disappearing into Derek's broad hand and he's gone, a broken scream on his lips as Derek wrings a second orgasm from him, nearly taking all conscious thought with it.

[triskehale]

Derek can't seem to blink as he stares at Barry, first at the side of his face and then down at his cock. He watches as Barry comes, making a mess of his belly and Derek's fist as he clenches down around Derek's cock. After that, he can't hold back. Another orgasm overtakes him and he whimpers, holding onto Barry tightly as it rockets through him.

He isn't sure how much time passes before he's capable of thought again, and once he's able to move he lets go of Barry's cock and slides a hand up his belly, through the mess of his come. He's panting as he collapses back into the grass, laughing breathlessly as he holds onto Barry tightly and kisses the side of his neck.

"Fuck, you are actually a succubus," he breathes out. "A literal sex demon."

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"Rude," Barry murmurs, black spots still dancing in his vision. His body is lax despite the tremors still running through him, sprawled against both Derek and the ground. "I just came over to eat."

He turns his head to blink sleepily at Derek and smiles. "It's not my fault I'm so huntable."

[triskehale]

"Mm, well I'll have to feed you now," Derek replies, smiling when Barry looks at him. He slides his fingertips gently along his cheek and pulls him in for a soft kiss, a stark contrast to just how rough and frantic everything else has been. "I had fun hunting you. We should make it a full moon tradition."

His cabin isn't far and his kitchen is very well stocked, considering how hungry he gets during the full moon and how hungry Barry is always. He knows that they'll have to get up eventually but right now, still buried inside Barry and curled up with him under the low hanging moon, he feels content. The blood in his veins is finally calm, and he lets out a soft growl before kissing Barry again.

Derek told himself that he would never let a person be his anchor again, but he's pretty sure that Barry is a at least part of it now. There's now way that he would feel so dazed and content right now if he weren't. "I-- I'm really glad that you came out here."

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Derek kisses him so sweetly, and Barry feels himself melt into it, his eyes closed as Derek growls and kisses him again. His cock is still inside him, hard but no longer insistent, and Barry feels the warm, almost painful feeling in his chest grow.

"Me too," he says and opens his eyes to stare at Derek. Framed in the leaves overhead and the moon above, he's beautiful, and Barry wonders if Derek can smell it on him, the words stuck in his throat. "Derek." Barry swallows, nerves spiking suddenly in his stomach.

[triskehale]

Barry's eyes flutter open and even in the dark, Derek can make out the sea of colors in them. He could stare at Barry for hours, he thinks, and never get bored. He's almost content to do just that, but then Barry's heart speeds up. His happy scent turns slightly bitter with nerves and Derek knits his brow, cupping Barry's cheek as he props himself up on his other elbow.

"What's wrong, hummingbird?" He asks, thumbing Derek's cheek. He wonders if maybe all of this really was too much, now that Barry has had time to process.

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Derek's expression falls, and Barry opens his mouth, his anxiety suddenly doubling. He'd loved Iris with all his heart, but he didn't resent her, not then or now for not being able to love him the same way. He wouldn't have his powers if it weren't for the circumstances that brought Eddie into her life, and even more than that, Barry respects her choices. If she couldn't see him as more than her brother, then that was all there was for it, but it doesn't mean that putting himself out there again isn't a little terrifying. He never thought he could feel the way he felt about her for anyone again, but here he is.

Barry is completely naked under the open sky, and he hasn't truly felt it until this moment. "I just - " he says, clinging to the slide of Derek's thumb against his cheek. "I love you."

[triskehale]

He has no idea why Barry suddenly seems so close to panicking, and he's close to pulling out of him and sitting up, but it's the look on Barry's face that stops him. It's the way his mouth falls open, and the way his eyes go bright and shining. Derek is breathless suddenly, and that's before Barry even speaks.

The words make Derek's hearing white out for a moment, and there's a buzz between his ears that makes him dizzy. He knew that Barry cared for him, but the thought that Barry might love him never even entered his mind. Maybe because he never thought anyone could love him, not like that.

But maybe he was wrong. Barry said it, and his heart stayed steady, unwavering. Derek's throat goes tight, eyes shining as he swallows against the sudden lump in his throat. His mouth opens and closes once, twice, and then a third time before he suddenly smiles. When he thinks about it, there's only one response to give. He never let his brain go there, but now he does and he feels it all the way through his body, warm and tingling, terrifying and real.

"I love you too," he says quietly, and the words feel foreign on his tongue. It's been so long since he's said them, and even then it was only to family. He leans in to press his forehead to Barry's, sliding their noses together in a soft nuzzle. His heart feels like it's about to burst out of his chest, and he lets out a trembling breath against Barry's mouth.