Tag: we live in shades of grey;; Peter Hale

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Some small part of Peter knew it was
probably a bad idea to sleep with an employee, but he and Tristan had been
dancing around each other for months and he was honestly tired of the game. HE
gave a harder bite at the exposed neck, a low growling moan escaping him as the
younger pressed closer to him. He reached around to slide his fingers just
under the hem of the jeans before pulling away. “Then let’s go. There’s a
bed with your name on it if you hurry up.” he promised, starting for the stairs
that led to his apartment. 

“Mm. I want you to leave me bruised tonight.” He
clung to Peter’s hand as he followed him closely up the stairs, heart racing.
For months, he’d been trying to get this, for months he had craved Peter, wanted
to really get to know him, and now he
was starting to get nervous. He had definitely slept with his colleagues
before, but his boss was new territory, and he felt even more determined than
usual to impress.

Once they were inside Peter’s apartment, he directed
him over to the sofa, pulling him down on top of him.

“Bruises, huh?” Peter asked, moving with ease to straddle the younger man. “You’d look gorgeous with my marks all over you.” He murmured as he leaned in to kiss him heatedly, already hard in his jeans as he did so. The thought of marking Tristan, of seeing those marks the next day, making his wolf eager to hear the other screaming for him. “Shirt off for me, Tris. Let me get my hands on this tight fucking body.”

Those We Leave Behind | lostshieldandhammer

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Steve

Exhaustion set in heavily and Steve said nothing more before falling asleep in Peter’s arms. It wasn’t a restless sleep by any means. He woke at least three times during the night from nightmares that left him crying, screaming, and shaking in his husband’s arms. But all of that just wore him out even more and he finally passed out hard just as the sun was starting to rise outside. His body didn’t care. IT needed sleep and it was going to take it now, no matter what time it was or whether someone wanted to see him. He trusted Peter to take care of everything and keep him safe.

Peter’s entire being was on high alert, so he never got a deep sleep, always just under unconscious so that every time Steve jolted, he was awake with soothing words and kisses. He hoped the soundproofing he and Steve had put in would keep the manor from waking up, but it was a fleeting, distant thought in his mind compared to the need to take care of Steve. He was still in the dozing state when there was a knock just after sunrise, and Peter hummed just loud enough to be heard. Derek opened the door just enough to step inside, followed shortly by Stiles and Malia, the two teens looking quite worried. Peter lifted a finger to his lips. “He finally settled an hour ago.” he said quietly. 

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Stiles asked just as softly, and gaining a nod, looked down sadly. “How many did we lose?”

“Stiles, we talked about that-” Derek began, but stopped as Peter spoke. 

“At least five?” Peter replied. “Bucky, Wanda, Vision, Sam and T’Challa for sure.” He adjusted just enough to pull Steve against his chest further, kissing his husband’s temple. “The others must be asking or the three of you wouldn’t be here.” He looked up and gained a nod from Malia. 

“They’re worried about him. Lydia’s been upset all night.” she replied. 

“Just let them know my primary focus is going to be Steve and that Derek is in charge.” Peter said. “Malia, you and Stiles are second in command under him until then. Is there breakfast?”

“Yeah, there’s breakfast.” Stiles assured. “I’ll bring some up” He took Derek’s hand, tugging gently until his mate moved, taking Malia’s hand as they moved by her to coax her out as well. Peter tucked himself as close to Steve as he could and closing his eyes as he kept a monitor on Steve’s heartrate. 

Steve continued to sleep and Stiles returned a few minutes later with a large tray that had plenty of food for Peter and Steve, whenever the other woke. Stiles set it down on the dresser and walked over, kissing Peter on the cheek softly. “Just take care of him,” he whispered. “Derek’s got everything else under control for now. Tell him we love him.”

Peter looked up, smiling sadly as Stiles walked around and kissed his cheek. “I will tell him. Thank you.” He replied, petting Steve’s hair. “I’ve got him, I promise. Go take care of your mate and the others. The news wont be easy on them.” He watched Stiles for a moment. “We’ll survive it, Stiles. We’ve survived much worse deaths.” He waited until Stikes was gone again to press his face into Steve’s hair and cry silently, able to sense his mate’s pain even as he rested. “Oh, my love. I wish I knew how to help. We’re so I tune it kills me to feel you hurting so much.” He whispered softly. “But we will survive, and we will get through. I have you, and I will be here as we get through it. I swear.”

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Steve

Exhaustion set in heavily and Steve said nothing more before falling asleep in Peter’s arms. It wasn’t a restless sleep by any means. He woke at least three times during the night from nightmares that left him crying, screaming, and shaking in his husband’s arms. But all of that just wore him out even more and he finally passed out hard just as the sun was starting to rise outside. His body didn’t care. IT needed sleep and it was going to take it now, no matter what time it was or whether someone wanted to see him. He trusted Peter to take care of everything and keep him safe.

Peter’s entire being was on high alert, so he never got a deep sleep, always just under unconscious so that every time Steve jolted, he was awake with soothing words and kisses. He hoped the soundproofing he and Steve had put in would keep the manor from waking up, but it was a fleeting, distant thought in his mind compared to the need to take care of Steve. He was still in the dozing state when there was a knock just after sunrise, and Peter hummed just loud enough to be heard. Derek opened the door just enough to step inside, followed shortly by Stiles and Malia, the two teens looking quite worried. Peter lifted a finger to his lips. “He finally settled an hour ago.” he said quietly. 

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Stiles asked just as softly, and gaining a nod, looked down sadly. “How many did we lose?”

“Stiles, we talked about that-” Derek began, but stopped as Peter spoke. 

“At least five?” Peter replied. “Bucky, Wanda, Vision, Sam and T’Challa for sure.” He adjusted just enough to pull Steve against his chest further, kissing his husband’s temple. “The others must be asking or the three of you wouldn’t be here.” He looked up and gained a nod from Malia. 

“They’re worried about him. Lydia’s been upset all night.” she replied. 

“Just let them know my primary focus is going to be Steve and that Derek is in charge.” Peter said. “Malia, you and Stiles are second in command under him until then. Is there breakfast?”

“Yeah, there’s breakfast.” Stiles assured. “I’ll bring some up” He took Derek’s hand, tugging gently until his mate moved, taking Malia’s hand as they moved by her to coax her out as well. Peter tucked himself as close to Steve as he could and closing his eyes as he kept a monitor on Steve’s heartrate. 

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Stiles

Stiles nodded and relaxed a bit, feeling safe in their arms and hugging them both back as well before kissing Peter first and then Derek before he moved to sit down at the small table in the kitchen. “What did you fix? It smells really good, Peter. And thanks for cooking. I really appreciate you doing so.”

Feeling Stiles relax helped ease Peter and he pressed a kiss to Stiles head before they let him go to sit down. He nodded and let Derek take one side, moving to sit on Stiles’ other side. “Chicken friend steak, potatoes, corn. Mostly simple. Derek and I talked on the way here and figured you haven’t eaten in at least two days, if not more.”

Derek was making plates for them, Stiles’ plate first and setting it in front of him. “I told you, we’re here to take care of, Stiles. That’s our biggest instinct as your mates.” he promised, leaning to kiss their humans’ temple. 

Emma

“Peter,” Emma replied, happy to see a friend again. “It’s quite alright. I raised a teenage boy. I’ve cleaned up lots of messes.” She sat down at a nearby table and shrugged. “Water? I mostly just came to see how you were doing.”

Peter nodded a little with a laugh. “I think I’d trade one teenager for the half dozen I have now.” he moved to get a bottle of water, bringing it over. “I’m…doing well. I don’t know how everyone ended back home, but it seems those of us in relationships are together here.” he explained. “How are you? I had hoped someone would contact me after I woke up back home, but so far you’re the only one.”

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Steve

Steve let out a softly, low moan as Peter’s mouth and hands slid across his body. He shuddered at the teasing press of those fingers along his length. He licked his lips and met his husband’s gaze. “You always do,” he answered in a shaky voice, shifting just a bit on the bed.

Peter took his time, blue eyes watching up as he slowly ran his tongue over the hardening shaft, humming in approval as one hand moved to open the bottle of lube and coat his fingers. Full lips wrapped around just the head of his husband’s cock, swirling his tongue as he reached to tease his fingers over Steve’s entrance. Pulling back, he grinned. “Taste so good.” he breathed, already hard as he leaned back in to take a couple more inches into his mouth, working his way slowly along Steve’s length, one finger easing into his lover’s entrance.

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Stiles

Stiles sighed softly. “I didn’t mean for all of this,” he said quietly. “I promise I won’t cause you anymore trouble about all of this. Either one of you.” He heard Peter call for them and he pulled away from Derek and slid out of the bed, heading down to the kitchen and walking over to Peter, though he didn’t touch him, not sure the other would let him at the moment.

“Peter… I’m sorry for worrying you. I never meant for any of this to turn out like it did. I won’t… I won’t let it happen again.”

Peter turned to look at Stiles, but his relief that Stiles was okay overpowered him and he reached to pull the teen into his arms. “I’m just glad you’re okay. I know that none of this has been easy for you. I know it feels like you’d be bothering us, but Stiles..” he pulled away to lock blue eyes on honey ones. “You are never a bother to either of us. We’re supposed to be here with you, protect you, comfort you.” he explained. “You are never a bother, or a burden, understand?”

Derek was relieved to see Peter being openly physical, knowing that Stiles just had that pull on them. He gave a faint little smile and moved to run his hand through Stiles’ hair. “See? Not mad.” he promised with a smile, pulling the two into his arms. “All of us are in this, and we’ll handle Scott. He can’t hurt you, Stiles. You’re in our pack, now. Safe.”

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Tristan

“Let you?” Tristan laughed, his head falling back slightly, allowing Peter to get better access to the sensitive skin there. “I beg you.” His hand ran down the man’s arm before nails began to dig into flesh. “I’m sure I can, if you’re as good as I think you are.” He stepped closer to leave no space between them, craving the contact. “Please, let’s go upstairs an’ finish this there.”

Some small part of Peter knew it was probably a bad idea to sleep with an employee, but he and Tristan had been dancing around each other for months and he was honestly tired of the game. HE gave a harder bite at the exposed neck, a low growling moan escaping him as the younger pressed closer to him. He reached around to slide his fingers just under the hem of the jeans before pulling away. “Then let’s go. There’s a bed with your name on it if you hurry up.” he promised, starting for the stairs that led to his apartment. 

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Stiles

Stiles watched Peter go and then sighed softly and shifted back against Derek a bit more. “I’m sorry,” he said again after a moment. “I… I know I should have just come to the manor to you and Peter but… I was having a really hard time with all of this… the fight… seeing Scott and the others at school every damn day… It was just… more than I wanted to deal with after everything.” He sighed once more. “How much trouble am I in?”

Derek shook his head. “I don’t think you’re in that much trouble. As for school, that’s a different issue. We’re the thing that keeps Peter in control of his wolf. The more Scott came around thinking we would let him see you, the harder it became for me not to go at him, which of course made Peter’s control strained.” he explained, kissing his head. “We were just worried, is all. But we figured you probably hadn’t been taking care of yourself when he finally put his foot down about Scott just showing up. I think Malia is trying to figure out where she wants to be, Scott’s basically cut the whole group off from us and you know she’s been trying to understand Peter more.”

Peter listened to them quietly, making a large lunch and getting plates made as he poured them water and set the table. He knew his control had been rough, which was why he was letting Derek be more physical at the moment. “Lunch is ready, boys. Come eat, both of you.”