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It wasn't until the second time he left Beacon Hills that Derek realized just how much he loves traveling. Moving to New York had been a way to escape and try to recover after the fire that had claimed most of his family, so when he'd struck out on his own after nearly dying in the Mexican desert, it had turned into one of the best decisions of his life-- not only because of his newfound freedom, but because of the fascinating people he's met along the way.

People like, for instance, Freya. Of course, Derek isn't in the habit of landing in bed with every single fascinating person he meets, but there's no denying that the petite blonde who shares his love of living unrestrained is pretty damn special.

When she arrives at the apartment he's renting for the time being, Derek can't even quite remember what it is they'd been betting on when the wager had been made. But he isn't going to try to squirm out of paying up, especially when the "punishment" is something he enjoys doing anyway. And just as promised, he can smell the ice cream she must have just finished before arriving.

"Come on in," he says, ushering her through the door.

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She often took things at her own pace and as similar as Freya and Derek where they were just the sort of different that the two of them needed. She was free and at times random while he helped her feel safe. It wasn't something she was used to feeling and she clung to it.

Freya shivered as her hips rocked up. Her knees pressed into the couch and she lifted herself before allowing gravity to bring her back down. A small smirk tugged at her lips as she meet his gaze. That was fun.

"I want to do that again." She didn't know how it felt for him but she raised herself up before quickly dropping herself again.

At the first time she dropped herself onto him, Derek let out a surprised huff. The second time that Freya did so, the sound was closer to a growl. Though she was petite compared to Derek, the blonde still had enough mass that he was sure dropping herself onto his lap was driving his cock deep and fast into her.

"Need a little help?" Derek offered, then solidified his grip on her. A moment later, he was lifting Freya several inches up and then dropping her to his lap, where his hips were driving up to meet her. He bounced her up and down for a few times, letting her test how much she enjoyed the treatment.

Freya was excited to see his reaction, more so when his hands firmly grabbed her hips and began to lift her. A low growl vibrated through her chest and her head fell back as his cock lunged deep inside of her.

"Yes." Her palms moved to his shoulders helping him lift her faster. Freya felt her whole body shake with the force. "Damn it Derek."

Freya's growl drew an answering one out of him. Derek's eyes pulsed with light as something other than their human sides seemed to be getting just as excited by the action. Hearing her words, he smiled. "What was that?" Derek asked. "Was it 'damn it, Derek, more'?"

As if she'd said just that, he picked up the pace even more, his lower body a piston, pumping up and down hard and fast while Freya crashed down to meet him every time.

Freya didn't have the chance to answer him. Her fingers clung to Derek's shoulders as her eyes slipped closed. The feeling was intense and she felt herself happily fall into the sensation. Each thrust was punctuated by lewd moans as he brought her to her climax.

A loud gasp and her chest heaved as euphoria shakes through her thin frame.

Derek's grip on Freya got firmer-- not just to keep her moving through the frantic, hammering pace, but now to keep her from losing her balance or shaking so much she dislodged his cock while she came. And she came hard, he saw, grinning just a little ferally as he watched the young woman's orgasm crash through her like a tidal wave.

When Freya finally started to go still, Derek pulled her to him, holding her close against his chest. "God, I love watching you do that. I love making you do that."

Freya fell gratefully against him, panting softly into his shoulder. She shifted her hips and shivered at the feeling that followed. It took her a moment to find her voice, "I want to make you cum to." It wasn't fair and as much as Freya loved the feeling of being with Derek she loved feeling him reach his peak that much more.

She nuzzled her face against him as she rocked her hips. "I want up to cum in me." Being a werewolf meant that she had a lot of stamina and after a few breaths Freya was ready to keep going.

Derek nodded. With Freya sated, at least for the moment, he could let himself go, and as the young woman began to move on top of him once again, that's exactly what he did. His hips pumped up and down, his feet planted on the carpet to give him more leverage. Derek grunted and growled, his eyes locked on Freya's as he fucked his way towards his own climax.

It didn't take long until the pressure built inside of him. "Now, Freya--" he hissed. "Coming now--" With one final hard thrust, he drove his cock deep into her just as he began to swell inside of her. Crying out, he released stream after stream, filling Freya up until he fell back against the sofa, panting.

Freya kept moving, her eyes sparking as Derek showed her how much he wanted her. It was part wolf instinct and part human but the idea that he would claim her with his seed was hot. She loved watching him look at her like that and feeling him as he filled her to her brim.

As his climax ebbed she rested against his chest once more, keeping his softening cock inside of her. She inhaled a deep breath enjoying every bit of this moment.

"mmmm I should be right more often." If it meant they could do this.

Giving her a few small, soft kisses to her cheeks and to the top of her head, Derek then gave Freya a smile of amusement.

"We could always just make this the standard prize for whoever wins the argument, the winner gets to be on top?"

It certainly wasn't losing in any sense of the word from his perspective, having Freya ride him instead of vice versa.

Freya laughed breathlessly enjoy the small touches of affection. Her head rolled to the side to look up at him while a smile played across her lips.

"I'm okay with that."

She still liked being right and sex.

"Deal, then," Derek replied, then groaned. "Okay, time to go clean up."

When no other solution presented itself, he placed his hands under Freya and stood, keeping her clinging to him as he walked further into the apartment, heading for the bathroom and the shower within. And, of course, whatever might end up happening there-- getting clean or getting dirty again first.

Either way, Derek knew it was already a great day.

[OOC: Sound like a nice cap to you?]

[ooc: Yes! Thanks for the awesome thread :D]

[OOC: And thank you! Feel free to hit Derek up any time you see him!]

[ooc: I will!]

Reward [for luckyescape]

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