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(( ooc: Continuation of this thread. ))

[Peter chuckles, as he's slowly walking around in the room. His hand lingers on Stiles' things, leaving his scent behind. He also takes a deep breath, his nose taking the boy's scent fondly. The scent he missed all these years... He made a promise to the boy that he will return to him and he will give him a pack. And Peter was keeping that promise, even if it took a bit longer than he expected.

He didn't switch the lights on, he could see properly. And why ruin the surprise? He studied Stiles' schedule for weeks, he knew when the boy will be back to this place. And this night he finally decided to wait for him and introduce himself. Peter couldn't help smiling. All this time the fact that someone may wait for his return was a strong force that made him go on, to arrange everything on his part again and finally gain some power. Now, before he would go on, he needed Stiles back. He needed to know how Stiles will choose in the end.

Peter wondered how the boy will, but he knew he doesn't have to wait too long.]

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[ Stiles can't help but shift closer- he hasn't seen Peter in two years. ]

Well, you're here aren't you?

That's obvious. [Peter nods, swallowing as Stiles moves closer. Two years indeed.] And I don't plan to go anywhere.

So here I am, Stiles, asking you. [He mutters, his hands coming up to brush against Stiles' sides gently.] Will you be with me?

[ His whole body tingles at the question, and Stiles doesn't say anything for a few long, torturous moments, but then the teen's face breaks out into a grin. ]

You bet your wolfy ass. [ Then Stiles is launching himself forward, wrapping his arms around Peter and just hugging him, soaking up his presence, face buried in the man's neck. God, he's missed him so much. ]

[Peter feels his throat tighten. Stiles can say anything. He can still refuse. He left the boy with his head for two years with only a promise...]

[But then Peter takes in a sharp breath as Stiles moves forward and hugs him like that. It was such a long time ago anyone did that with such enthusiasm. He lets out a short chuckle, pulling Stiles to himself too. Feeling with warmth, his realness... He closes his eyes and pulls Stiles tighter to him, smelling him.]

I have so much to tell you, Stiles. [He whispers into the boy's ear.]

[ Stiles' own arms tighten in response, breath shuddering out of him as Peter hugs him back just as much.

He laughs a little at the statement. ]

It better be two years worth.

Oh, it worth it for me. [Peter sighs, pulling a little away, to look into Stiles' eyes.] And I'll make it worth for you too.

[His eyes flash up red before he moves to capture Stiles' lips in a kiss he wanted for a long time now.]

[ The flash of red eyes surprises him, but before he can say anything Peter's kissing him. He melts into it, it's been so long since he's kissed Peter, or touched him or heard his voice.

He should not find it hot that Peter is now an alpha. Well no wonder it took so long, he doubts finding an alpha is easy. And then Peter came back. He could have gone anywhere, disappeared, had anyone. But he came back for Stiles.

Stiles presses more eagerly into the kiss, and when he breaks away to speak, his voice is soft and breathless. ]

You're staying here tonight, and you better be here when I wake up.

Such demands. Do you want breakfast in bed too? [Peter chuckles against Stiles' lips enjoying his scent, his heartbeat and his warmth. A great mate material and all for him to devour. His hands stroking Stiles slowly and a bit possessive again, now that he can have him this close. Maybe Stiles was the only reason he could go on with his plan to become Alpha again. There was no one to do it for, as his only family detest and hates him to bits...]

Do you like it? [He asks in a low voice, his eyes staying red as he moves Stiles toward the bed.]

Well if you're offering.. [ He grins playfully, heart speeding up a little more in excitement.

At the question, Stiles reaches up to gently brush his fingers over Peter's cheek, just under his red, red eyes. His heartbeat is steady and true when he answers. ]

Yeah, I do. [ And he does. He always knew Peter would end up an alpha again somehow, it was just a matter of when.

When his legs hit the bed, he sinks down onto it, moving back further onto the bed and then pulling Peter down with him. ]

I'll let it be a surprise. [Peter mutters, watching that expression. Damn. This is his mate and he imagined this meeting many times before, but reality was always better than any daydream. He leans into Stiles' touch softly, before he moves with him and hovers over him on the bed. Peter feels his mouth water at the sight of the boy, at the scent of his skin and that eager heartbeat...]

Good. [He whispers, staring at Stiles little as a wolf at his prey, with half lidded eyes, ready for anything.] Did you miss me?

[ He huffs at the question, lips upturning in a small smirk. ] I thought it'd be obvious by now. Of course I missed you.

[ So much more than he thought he would. ]

I like to hear it. [Peter mutters, watching Stiles' lips.] There are things I'll never get tired hearing from you, Stiles. [He adds quietly, slowly lowering his body to cover Stiles' with his. Just to feel his heat and the anticipation.] One of those things is my name.

[ That makes Stiles grin a little. Of course he would. The teen shudders under the pleasant weight of Peter settling over him, his arms moving to loop around his neck. He murmurs the man's name as he leans up to kiss him, pulling away a few moments later. ]

Did you miss me?

[Peter chuckles at the question as he kisses the boy back. He would not admit how much he missed Stiles, oh no. He's not ready to admit any vulnerability just yet. So he just smiles down at the boy, finger caressing his cheek.]

Sometimes.

[ The reply makes him snort a little, rolling his eyes, though his heart speeds up a little in his chest. Sometimes is better than not at all. ]

I'll take it. Is that why you were gone so long? Busy becoming an alpha?

That was a part of the plan, yes. [Peter nods slowly.] There were other things I needed to do, some favors to repay and some other favors to collect. Becoming an alpha was just the beginning, Stiles.

My plan is still ongoing and you can have a big part in it.

What kind of plan? What kind of part? [ To be involved in something and not sidelined to research like he had been lately, even while in college, would certainly be a nice break from the usual. ]

[Peter smirks, loving the eagerness in Stiles' voice and in his eyes. It's exactly what he wants, someone who would stand next to him now.]

Why talk business when we can talk dirty too? [He teases.] You said you missed me, you should show me exactly how much.

I definitely think we're talking too much. [ He teases back, grinning, then rolls them over so Stiles is on top, grinning down at Peter. Stiles then leans down to kiss him, slowly, before pulling back and dropping his lips to Peter's neck, nipping and biting, before continuing on his way down.

His hands come up to begin deftly unbuttoning the man's shirt to spread it open, hands then smoothing over Peter's chest as he trails his mouth along the same path his hands are traveling. He's waited years to have Peter to himself again. ]

[Before Peter could say anything Stiles rolls them over and the only thing Peter could manage is a sharp gasp. His eyes close for a second as he kisses Stiles, hands coming up to grab at his thighs and feel him under his palms. Too many clothes... With a soft sigh he tilts his head to let his mate taste him, which takes a lot from Peter. He wonders when was the last time anyone could get near his neck like this. Maybe there was never a time.

He tilts his head to watch Stiles' fingers doing their splendid work, already being fascinated by them. And when Stiles' lips join the game, Peter practically purrs.] Oh, I like where this is going.

[He whispers, a hand sliding up on Stiles' side, under his shirt.] Take it off.

Mmm, I'm sure you do. [ He grins at that, slowly moving further and further down Peter's body. He pauses a moment to sit up and pull his shirt off, tossing it to the side. Then he's diving back down and licking, sucking and biting his way down Peter's stomach.

He stops and looks up, licking his lips, eyes lidded. ] Tell me what you want, Peter.

[Peter lets out a sigh as Stiles takes off his shirt. The scent of his skin gets stronger in the air, already filling his nose. He jumps a little as Stiles sucks at his skin, almost forgetting how sensitive he's there.

Peter tilts his head to look at the boy at the question.]

I can tell you what I don't want and that is you stopping. Go on and make me feel that sweet mouth of yours, Stiles... [He squirms a little, spreading his legs.]

[ Stiles' mouth waters at the sight and very eagerly slides his hands down to begin undoing Peter's pants, tugging them down once they're open, then pulling them off completely. He wastes no time in tugging Peter's boxers off either.

Then Stiles is leaning down and burying his face in Peter's groin. He may not be a werewolf, but he can still pick up small scents, and he very much enjoys Peter's. He then mouths up along Peter's dick, tongue sliding along the underside, licking and sucking until he gets to the tip, then easily takes Peter into his mouth, groaning loudly at the taste of him on his tongue. ]

[Peter shifts his hips to help Stiles take his pants off. He's trying to control his breathing, but it's difficult while Stiles is so close and so eager and...

The wolf jumps, taking in a sharp breath. His hand grabs at the sheets when he feels Stiles' mouth on his hardness. How many nights he'd spent thinking and imagining it and now it's there... and better than any dream.]

Oh, you've been practicing... [He laughs breathless, leaning his head back. His body shivers, hips tilting up into Stiles' mouth to seek more of that tongue.]

[ Stiles just smirks at the statement. Indeed he has, though none of the guys- and girls- were Peter, so in the end he eventually broke it off.

Stiles groans and moans around Peter, pulling up to pay attention to the head, his hand stroking the shaft as he licks and sucks at the tip, tonguing over the leaking slit as he does, then goes back down again, engulfing Peter into his mouth.

He definitely enjoys the way Peter moves under him, rocking up shallowly into his mouth as Stiles' cheeks hollow with suction. ]

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