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Stiles came in to visit his father like he normally did when the man wasn’t home after several hours. A phone call would do but Stiles didn’t have anything else to do. As he strolled into the building, he greeted everyone like always, and they all happily greeted him back.
“Hey Stiles! Your dad’s pretty busy in there. I would give him a second.” Parrish said from behind his desk as he buttoned his shirt. Stiles considered himself to be pretty perceptive, so, it didn’t take him that long to put everything together. Parrish was changing his shirt, his father was apparently too busy to respond to his phone calls, and there aren’t as many people as normal here. Parrish usually only changes his clothes when they get burned off. He saved someone in a fire. Good on him. Stiles nodded and gave a knock before stepping from the door.
“So, who was the damsel this time?” Stiles asked and Parrish shook his head.
“No damsel. Just doing my job.” Parrish said with a smile. The door to the Sherriff’s office opened and Stiles greeted his father with a smile before the man sighed.
“What’s wrong pops?” Stiles greeted as he stepped into the man’s office.
“Paperwork.”
“Oh, it can’t be that bad.”
“We seized a hybrid kidnapping center and the owners set the place on fire to hide their evidence. We had to pick between saving the evidence or the hybrids.”
“Well, you made the right choice, right?” Stiles asked, sitting down in the chair in front of his father’s desk.
“Of course. We managed to find almost all of the missing hybrids we were searching for. We got them all back to their rightful owners and we’re sure there are more places like this.” John said, looking at all of the papers.
“That sounds great. What’s the issue?” Stiles questioned.
“The paperwork is extensive, and we had to verify each one before releasing them.”
“Again, where’s the issue.” Stiles quirked an eyebrow at that, and his father sighed once more.
“There are two that don’t belong to anyone. A man came by to claim them but didn’t have the proper paperwork. I had a deputy follow him and we may have a lead on a second ring of hunters.”
“That’s terrible.” Stiles said, leaning forward.
“Yeah, so more paperwork on that and now I have two hybrids to process.”
“Process where?”
“Since they’re not claimed, they will have to go to the pound.”
“The pound?!” Stiles yelled and his father gripped his head. No doubt a headache was coming on.
“Stiles.”
“Dad, you can’t send them to the pound! You know what happens to unclaimed hybrids. They’re-”
“Yes, I know what happens but I’m sure someone will adopt them. They’re both adorable and I’m sure once we get an ad out, they’ll go to a great home. Just as long the one doesn’t bite anyone again.” John said, lowering his voice on the last part as he shuffled about some of the papers.
“Who got bit?” Stiles questioned, some names going through his head.
“Parrish but to be fair, it was probably out of fear.” John said, and Stiles couldn’t help but laugh at Parrish getting bit. The two of them always talked about hybrid care and how Parrish is skittish around them for some reason. Stiles could see how the hybrid could misinterpret that. Still, Stiles couldn’t believe what he was hearing. His father knew that the two hybrids would be killed if they were sent to the pound. Everyone knows the stories about how hybrids are treated at pounds. Some get adopted quickly but the ones who don’t are the ones who suffer, especially if they don’t get accepted by the local hybrid facility. He knew for sure that he had to do something.
“I just- Stiles! Where are you going?” John yelled as Stiles left his office.
“Where are the hybrids?” Stiles asked Parrish on his way out.
“Holding cell four.” Parrish informed him, nursing his left hand as it healed. Stiles couldn’t help but smirk before he headed that way. He would think a hellhound wouldn’t fear a hybrid, but he’s been wrong about things before.
Walking along the holding cells, Stiles saw that they were all empty until he came to the designated holding cell. He placed his hands on the bars as he stared at the bundle of skin and fur. His father said that there were two hybrids, but he could only see the one. The one he could see was all muscle and a light dusting of hair on his human features. His tail was a jet black to match the hair on his head. His ears were flat but perked up when Stiles touched the bars of the cell. He turned to look at Stiles, who raised his eyebrows at the green eyes that glared at him. Stiles gasped when another hybrid with dark brown hair peaked out from where he was crowded against the other’s chest.
“Hey guys.” Stiles said with a smile. He knew he had to be quick since hybrids can pick up on things faster than a human. He had to establish trust and then his father would see that they could use some hybrids around the house. He opened the cell door with the keys on the wall nearby before stepping in. He closed the door behind him and tossed the keys towards the hybrids. They recoiled at the sound and Stiles winced.
“Sorry.” Stiles said as the dark-haired hybrid pushed the offending keys away from them.
“I’m Stiles. What are your names?” He asked holding out a hand for them to sniff. The dark haired one glared at him and Stiles wanted to rub the frown out of his eyebrows, but he knew that was the one who bit Parrish.
“Derek.” The dark haired one said after he gave Stiles’ hand a sniff.
“I’m Scott.” The brown haired one said with a smile after he watched Derek interact with Stiles.
“Well, Derek and Scott, I’m going to be your new owner.” Stiles declared and the two of them looked up at him with hopeful expressions. Derek’s arms had loosened his hold on Scott during this interaction but then they suddenly tightened, and Scott whimpered.
“No, you’re not.” John said, placing his hands on his hips.
“Why not?” Stiles asked, whipping around to face his father.
“Stiles get out of the cell. You’re not keeping these two.”
“Why not? You said they didn’t have an owner and I’ve always wanted one.”
“One, not two.”
“Yeah, but I’m not going to separate them. I’m not cruel.”
“You don’t know the first thing about taking care of a hybrid.”
“Yes, but unlike any other pet, they can communicate with me. So, what’s the big deal.” Stiles said and John sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“I’m not going to be able to talk you out of this am I?”
“Nope.” Stiles said, proudly. His father sighed once more before he walked away.
“Come sign the paperwork then.” Stiles grabbed the keys and quickly ruffled Derek’s hair between his ears before running from the cell.
“I’ll be back.” Stiles said, smiling when he looked back to see Derek glaring at him while Scott smiled. Stiles filled out the paperwork for both of them and he knew the paperwork was extensive, but he had no idea how each of them had twenty-something pages each. It all detailed the care of a hybrid and getting them to a vet to establish ownership along with making sure they had their proper treatments. By the time Stiles was finished, his hand was starting to cramp, and he sympathized with his father for a minute.
“Is that it?” Stiles asked after he signed his name one last time.
“Yes, but you need to make sure you train them properly. No biting.”
“Will do.” Stiles said with a salute that made his father shake his head before he exited the office.
“So, you’re taking them?” Parrish asked when Stiles walked pass his desk.
“Yeah.” Parrish got up and followed him to the holding cells.
“Be careful of the brown one. He’s the one who bit me.” Parrish warned as he stopped at the door.
“Really?” Stiles asked in confusion. He walked up to the cell and saw his two hybrids sitting close to each other. He took another look at Scott and then down the hallway at Parrish before chuckling.
“You guys ready to go home?” Stiles asked and Scott was the first one to run to him and hug him. The dirt and grime on his skin were now plastered to Stiles’ sweater and he tried not to sound too disgusted.
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Scott said, rubbing his cheek on Stiles and burying his face in his new owner’s neck. Derek walked up and Scott moved out of the way. Stiles outstretched his arms and wondered if Derek would be just as receptive before he had the hybrid’s head on his shoulder. Stiles closed his arms around his frame and squeezed him. Scott hugged him from behind and Stiles chuckled as Scott sniffed his neck. A bath for both was in order.
Getting the two hybrids home was easier than Stiles expected, and he wondered just how trained the hybrids were. They both listened to his every word and wore their seatbelts. Only thing he had to do was promise that he would wind down the windows.
“Welcome home.” Stiles said, opening the door to his home. “You’re allowed to free roam but don’t go into my Dad’s room when he’s not here. Okay?”
Scott nodded eagerly before taking off and Derek gave a quick nod before sitting down. Stiles was confused for a moment before a scent caught Derek’s nose and he started to wonder. Stiles headed upstairs to see that Scott had already found his room. He stripped out of his sweater and gasped when Scott’s nose was in his armpit. He squirmed away from Scott who immediately caught that it was not something he was supposed to do.
“Sorry. Sorry.”
“It’s okay. You just scared me.” Stiles said noticing that Derek was sitting in his doorway.
“Bath time!” He screamed and Derek looked like he was about to run for the hills while Scott ran to the bathroom, already seeming to know where the bath was.
“Come on Derek, be a good boy.” Stiles said and that didn’t get the hybrid to move. “I’ll give you head scratches and belly rubs.” Stiles added and Derek’s glared before he huffed out a breath and followed Scott into the bathroom.
Scott was already sitting in the empty tub while Derek sat down next to it. Stiles turned on the water and Scott pulled his feet up when the cold water splashed on him. Once the water was warm enough, Stiles plugged the drain and turned to Derek, who was inches from his face, staring at him.
“Pretty.” Derek commented and Stiles blushed.
“Thank you but flattery won’t get you out of a bath.” Stiles told him and Derek nodded before climbing into the other side of the tub.
“Do you two know how to bathe each other?” Stiles asked and they both nodded their heads.
“I’ll be back in a second with some shampoo to wash your fur. Don’t splash too much while I’m gone.” He told them as he turned off the water and headed into the hallway. His phone rang on his way back from the linen closet with the shampoo in his hand.
“Lydia, you won’t believe what happened.” He said, once the facetime connected.
“Well, I called you, so I get to go first.” Lydia said and Stiles agreed. “I called because I heard that all the exam answers are online. I sent you the link already. They come from an exceptionally reliable source and if you want to pass this class, I suggest you download the PDFs and study them.”
“Who said college was hard when the internet has everything we need.”
“Right! So, what was the news you wanted to share with me?”
“I am now the proud owner of two new hybrids.” Stiles said, proudly.
“Two hybrids? Stiles, that’s a lot of responsibility. One of them is already a lot and you got two.”
“I couldn’t separate them because they were already close. It can’t be that bad.”
“If they’re anything like the one I have, they need constant attention.”
“No, your hybrid is just obsessed with you. Besides, Jackson has nothing on the two that I have. They’re so cute and they already know so much. My Dad rescued them from a kidnapping center. No one came to claim them, so I got them. They’re in the bath now.”
“Stiles, what do you know about hybrid care?” Lydia asked.
“I mean, not much but I’ve always wanted one.” Stiles said, noticing how Lydia sounded like she was about to laugh.
“Right but you got two.”
“What’s the big deal? I’ve watched Jackson for you that one time. So, I know enough.”
“Yeah, but Jackson is trained to—hold on. I’m sending you an article.” Lydia said before Stiles’ phone vibrated. He sat the shampoo down on his table before he heard the swishing of water. He opened the article and started reading.
“Okay, ten little known facts about hybrids.” Stiles read as he scanned the article.
“Read the last one.” Lydia pointed out and Stiles squinted his eyes at her through the screen before scrolling to the bottom. His eyes slowly widened as his eyes scanned the words over and over.
Hybrids are hypersexual creatures.
“Good luck and have fun.” Lydia said with a laugh before she hung up. Stiles read over and over before his eyes started to read the rest of the subsection.
Hybrids are hypersexual creatures and require their sexual needs to be fulfilled just as much as their regular care. Hybrids can be trained to tamper down their hypersexual needs but that is a rare accomplishment that only the most skilled trainers can accomplish. Although hypersexual, a well-behaved Hybrid can resist their urges as long as they’re being praised to do so and rewarded soon after.
Due to their hypersexuality, Hybrids have high stamina and can produce a clear lubricant when the mood strikes them. Hybrids love to satisfy their owner’s needs and seek praise in any way they can earn it. Some hybrids have been known to have favorite positions while others enjoy any form of sexual activity. It is not advised to deny the sexual needs of your hybrid as it can lead to frustrations and bad behavior. There are some cases where it can lead to health problems. Have fun with your hybrid and don’t forget to tell them how much of a good boy/girl they are!
Stiles blinked at the article a few more times before a moan caught his attention. He put his phone on the table and grabbed the shampoo and headed into the bathroom. When he walked in, Derek had his mouth on Scott’s neck as the latter leaned back in the tub. Stiles’ eyes were immediately drawn to Derek’s wet ass poking out of the water. The hybrid’s tail curled to the side, framing his big butt perfectly. The swishing of the water made Stiles clear his throat as Scott moaned. Derek leaned away from Scott’s neck and turned to look at Stiles. Scott looked absolutely wrecked and Stiles figured out that Derek was doing something with his hands under the water. Stiles could tell by the look on Derek’s face that the hybrid didn’t want to stop what he was doing. This was a challenge and Stiles prayed he was making the right decision with his next words.
“Derek, stop it. I need you two to be good boys and get yourselves clean.” Stiles said with a nod. Derek was frozen for a moment before he bowed his head and moved away from Scott. Stiles let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in before he sat the shampoo down. Although Stiles believed Derek when he said they could get each other clean, he didn’t want them to start messing around again. So, he took the initiative and started washing Scott, who moved and obeyed every command with a smile on his face.
“Good boy Scott! You’re such a good boy. Can you step out of the bath for me?” Stiles asked and Scott nodded before standing. He toweled off the brown-haired boy before stepping back and letting him shake his tail and head.
“Go sit on my bed and we will join you in a minute.” Stiles told him and Scott nodded before taking off into the bedroom. Stiles started washing Derek and he quickly realized that Derek was upset about something.
“What’s wrong?” Stiles asked when Derek didn’t look at him.
“Nothing.” Derek said and Stiles studied him for a minute. The blush on his neck and him not meeting his eyes told him something. He continued to wash Derek before he inched his hands lower into the water to wrap around Derek’s length. Derek’s breath grew quicker as Stiles moved his hand up and down before letting go completely.
“Derek, I know you can be a good boy so don’t lie to me, okay. I’m here to take care of you and Scott but lying is bad. Don’t do it.” Stiles told him and Derek nodded.
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay. Raise your arms for me.” Stiles said and Derek obliged.
“Good boy.”
Once Derek was washed and shampooed, Stiles dried him off and allowed him to shake his tail and hair before sending him into the bedroom. Stiles followed him out of the bathroom and into his bedroom to see Scott sitting on his bed with his tail wagging happily.
“You’re such a good boy Scott! You followed instructions and everything!” Stiles said rubbing Scott’s head and chin. Derek climbed onto the bed next to him and jumped slightly when Stiles directed his energy towards him.
“Derek you’re such a good boy too! As promised, here are some head scratched.” Stiles said, running his hands through Derek’s hair before scratching his scalp. Stiles immediately found out that Derek purred and it made him want to scratch Derek’s head all day just to feel the low vibration against his fingertips. He looked down and saw that Derek was hard as a rock and his mind went back to the article Lydia showed him.
“Scott, can you do something for me?” Stiles asked and the boy eagerly nodded. “I have to get in the shower. While I’m gone, I want you two to play with each other but don’t make a mess. Can you two do that for me?” Stiles was surprised at how they both eagerly nodded. He wasn’t sure if Derek could hear anything past his own purring. Stiles took a step back and Scott moved in closer to wrap a hand around Derek’s length.
“Remember, no messes.” Stiles reminded them. He didn’t want to do anymore cleaning today.
“Can I use my mouth?” Scott asked and Stiles thought it over for a second. It seemed like the best solution.
“Yes, and then let Derek use his mouth on you.” Stiles told him and they both perked up at that before Stiles stepped into the bathroom. He drained the tub of their water and quickly turned on the shower to drown out the sound of moaning. He knew most people would’ve taken advantage of having two totally hot hybrids in their bed, but Stiles had a long day. He knew he still needed to get some type of dinner for everyone before he could retire to his bed. His shower was relaxing and for a moment he completely forgot about the two hybrids until he stepped out of the shower. He opened the door and gasped when Scott was sitting there wagging his tail.
“Hi!” Scott said happily and Stiles smiled before rubbing Scott’s head. He looked over to see Derek sprawled out on his bed, asleep. Stiles walked over to his dresser and continued to dry himself off before grabbing a pair of underwear. He took off his towel and gasped when he felt a tongue on his ass cheek. He turned and Scott was sitting there with his tongue still partially out of his mouth.
“Sorry.” Scott said, pulling his tongue back into his mouth. Stiles pulled his underwear on and a t-shirt before making his way downstairs. Scott was directly behind him every step of the way and after about ten minutes, Derek came down looking sleepy as ever.
Once Stiles had dinner prepared and, in the oven, he went about feeding his hybrids some of the leftovers that they had. They ate it enthusiastically and simultaneously made a mess on the floor. Stiles added bowls to the mental list he had in his head before taking dinner out of the oven. Just as he sat the dish on the stove, the front door opened, and Scott took off running.
“Ah! Hi! Hello. Stiles!” John yelled as he was being sniffed to death. Stiles turned and he could see Scott inspecting his father before rubbing himself over the man’s leg.
“Scott, no. You just had a bath. Let dad come in and get settled first.” Stiles said rushing over. Scott moved away and bowed his head before he felt a hand running through his hair.
“It’s okay buddy, just had a long day.” John said before heading upstairs.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be back down.” Stiles told Scott before making their plates.
When his father returned, Stiles sat a plate down for him and the two recapped on their day. Stiles cleaned up after dinner and bid his father a good night before heading to bed. Stiles was dead tired to the point where he didn’t bother to pull the blankets back before collapsing on the bed. He didn’t even have to worry about being cold because a few seconds after he hit the bed, his two hybrids climbed in and cuddled on both sides of him.
Stiles woke up with a stretch before stopping mid-way through when his body collided with something else. Right, he adopted two hybrids. Opening his eyes, Stiles immediately saw Scott smiling at him.
“Good Morning!”
“Scott, shh, too loud.”
“Oh, sorry. Good morning.” Scott whispered as he moved out of the way. Stiles moved to the edge of the bed and gasped when Scott dropped to his knees in front of his obvious morning wood.
“Can I suck it?” Scott asked, leaning in closer and closer to Stiles’ dick. Stiles thought about it for a moment before caressing Scott’s cheek.
“You want to?”
“Yeah, pretty please.”
“Sure, be a good boy and suck me off.” Stiles said pulling his underwear off. He barely got it around his ankles before Scott was taking him in his mouth.
“Oh fuck.” Stiles moaned, not used to having someone take him completely in one go. He was above average and thick according to most of the messages he received online.
“Scotty, slow down for me, it’s not a race. Take your time.” Stiles said, running his fingers through Scott’s hair as he slowed down. The slow drags of his tongue with the suction he was providing drew every moan out of Stiles. He leaned back and felt a chest against his back. He turned slightly to see Derek looking at the scene before him with lustful eyes.
“Scott’s being such a good boy for me, Derek. You want to be a good boy too?” Stiles asked and Derek turned to him and nodded.
“Join him.”
Scott moved to allow room for Derek and the two of them kept their mouths on Stiles, eagerly taking turns licking and sucking him. An idea came to Stiles and he knew he had to experience it.
“Derek, go lower.” Stiles said when Derek began to lick and suck on his balls. Stiles spread his legs more and scooted closer to the edge of the bed just as he felt Derek’s tongue on his hole.
“Fuck.” He moaned falling back against the bed.
As Derek eagerly lapped at his hole, Stiles realized that Scott stopped sucking him and was watching the scene in front of him. Stiles reached out and pulled on Scott’s arm, gently getting his hybrid to climb onto the bed. After some maneuvering, Stiles had Scott’s dick in his face while he pushed his hybrid back down onto his length. Stiles spread his legs more and Derek took the initiative and held his legs further open as he devoured his hole. Stiles was in heaven.
If someone had told him that having hypersexual hybrids who were so eager to please was like this, he would’ve had one way sooner. Taking Scott into his mouth was something new but he figured Scott wouldn’t judge him on his lack of skills in this department. He started sucking and Scott seemed to want to please him even more by taking him completely into his mouth. Stiles could feel that he was possibly in the hybrids throat and combined with the feeling of Derek literally tongue fucking him was almost enough to make him cum. He was just about to when both wolves stopped. Their ears turning and Stiles groaning in annoyance. His phone going off and he knew what the alarm was for. He couldn’t ignore it. Scott climbed off of him and Derek let go of his legs to let him get up. Stiles turned and reached to grab his phone to turn off his alarm. He groaned when he saw the time.
“What’s wrong?” Scott asked.
“I have to wake up my Dad or he’s going to oversleep for work.” Stiles said, slipping his underwear back on. The tent he was pitching was clearly noticeable and his two hybrids were staring at it. Stiles was about to open his door and yell down the hallway when he realized that he could just send one of them to wake him up.
“Scotty, can you do me a favor?”
“Yeah!” Scott said, his tail already in motion.
“Can you go wake my Dad up? So, he isn’t late for work.”
“Okay.” Scott said, jumping from the bed.
“Good boy.” Stiles said, patting his head on his way out. He watched Scott head down the hallway before a whimper caught his attention. He turned to see Derek in the middle of his bed, face down with his ass in the air. He was drawn to the perky globes almost like he was in a trance. He didn’t expect this type of behavior from Derek, but he wasn’t opposed to it. He placed his hands on each cheek and Derek pushed back against him.
“Please.” Derek moaned. Stiles thought he was just going to get off to their mouths this morning but now this was happening. Stiles rubbed his thumb against Derek’s pink hole and felt Derek start to drip against his thumb. Self-lubricating. Stiles remembered the article mentioning that but the amount that was coming from Derek couldn’t be the norm. It was starting to drip down his hand and Stiles wondered just how long Derek had been waiting for this. He looked off to the side of his bed to see a small puddle where Derek was on his knees. He must’ve been dripping then too. Stiles quickly shed his underwear and didn’t keep his hybrid waiting any longer. He pressed his tip to Derek’s hole and the hybrid immediately pushed back, his greedy hole taking Stiles.
“Fuck.” Stiles moaned out, placing his hands on Derek’s hips to stop him.
“No, no, be a good boy and let me do it.” Stiles said once Derek whimpered. Derek moved his hands lower, so he no longer had leverage and gasped as Stiles buried his dick completely inside.
“Oh, I love this.” Stiles moaned as he began thrusting. The moans that Derek let out were mesmerizing and Stiles knew he wasn’t going to last long. He looked down and couldn’t believe how good it looked, let alone felt, to see himself disappear inside of Derek’s hole. The light dusting of hair on Derek’s cheeks only made them look even better as he thrusted. Watching the two supple globes jiggle with the motion of his thrusts pushed Stiles close to the edge.
“Derek, I’m going to cum.”
“Please.” Derek moaned before Stiles thrusted harder.
“You want me to cum in you?” Stiles asked and Derek nodded. “Are you going to be a good boy and take all of it?”
“Yeah.” Derek moaned.
“Oh fuck. I’m coming.” Stiles said, pushing himself flush against Derek’s warm hole, filling him with every ounce of cum. He shook with the aftershocks and felt Derek tighten against him. The moans that Derek released made Stiles shudder as his body tried to regain stamina.
“Fuck, Derek. This was the best way to wake up.” Stiles said, running his hands up and down Derek’s back. He went to go pull out when Derek whimpered and pushed back against him. “Okay, I won’t pull out just yet.” He said, caressing Derek’s ass.
“Did you cum?” Stiles asked and Derek nodded. “Good boy.”
Those words made Derek’s tail wiggle for a moment from where it laid against his back before curling behind Stiles. Stiles moved them so that he was still inside Derek, but they were both resting on their sides. Stiles doesn’t know when but at some point, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.