| Anonymous : Have you thought about Kate since you last saw her? Missed the way she touched you? Kissed you? Killed your family? (Derek) |  |
As if the wolf doesn’t walk around with enough guilt weighing his shoulders. Not much time passes that Hale doesn’t think about her. How she twisted everything to her own liking and used him to destroy his family. His PACK. Just the name alone has Derek feeling the way the flames would have burned if he was there within the house – choking on smoke and roasting in an infernal epitome of anguish laced with downright fear. Growl is low in the wolf’s throat at the questions – eyes flashing a gleaming blue.
“I would NEVER miss her.”
| Anonymous : If your future children ever found your sex toys and asked you what it was, how would you respond? | |
“First of all – I wouldn’t leave anything like that where a kid could find it. Especially not easily. Jesus.” Huff passes lips, features holding agitation before shoulders roll back. “I’d explain it, depending on the age of the kid. But they wouldn’t be finding anything, so this question is just a waste of time.”
| Anonymous : Have you ever eaten anyone out - girls or guys? Is sex more animalistic with other wolves/weres? How big of a deal is scent during sex for you? Do you prefer virgins or experienced partners? | |
Nosy monsters are out tonight, cue the groan from Derek. “Yes, I have – I’m not answering that. No, don’t be an idiot. It depends on who I’m with, there has to be chemistry enough to end up with someone – but scenting isn’t exactly something everyone is going to receive.” Skin is practically crawling before a glare. “Neither of those matter to me.”
| Anonymous : Give or receive? Oral. Anal. Spanking. Biting. Being restrained. Being blindfolded. | |
“I really DON’T see how any of this is your business.” Huff resounds from the wolf, body hunched over. Why exactly do people want to know these things? Lips purse for a moment before he bothers answering, “Giving – in all respects. I’m not answering anything else. Go away.”
| Anonymous : Who would you rather fuck? Stiles or Scott? Erica or Lydia? Kira or Allison? Peter or Chris? | |
“…–Stiles.” Awkward clear of the wolf’s throat following before, “Erica, neither, and –” So the first three were easy. It’s the last one either shouldn’t be so complicated and yet somehow it drives Derek up a goddamn wall. “No comment.”
| Anonymous : Are you trying to steal slaves from the fox? - bp | |
“You caught me. All these subtle efforts dashed away now, how could I be so careless?” Drawl so thick with agitation in case it is missed in the way that Derek’s features twist up. Why on EARTH would the wolf mess with that psycho and what belongs to him? “No you idiot – I’m not stealing any of them. Not my fault one got a little too comfortable.”