When Scott says it out loud like that, it almost comes Derek down and make him take a look at what he was doing and how he was hurting Scott, his destined mate, the person he was supposed to be with for the rest of their lives. Derek would never hurt Scott, even now, but hearing the word 'rape' almost makes him stop all of this altogether... Almost.
I don't have to rape you, Scott. In fact, I'm not going to because you're going to doing all the work," He loosens his hold on the other wolf's hair just a little, but still keeps Scott's face up against his bulge. He knows what an Alpha's musk can do to an omega. "Don't you get it, Scott? You don't have a pack. You're an omega, even if you're not a traditional one. And I'm an alpha. Alphas can't rape omegas, because your kind always need an alpha. You need me, Scott. Your body is already trying to tell you that," He knows that Scott is getting hard right now, he can smell arousal coming hot and thick off the teenager.
He really wishes that he could make Scott understand that they couldn't just be mated and not be in the same pack, that Scott couldn't be an omega with a pack backing him up. Part of that was because, yeah, Derek was tired of being used by Scott, but biologically it just didn't work. And with the alpha pack coming, which Scott doesn't know about yet, he'd be the first target for them. The lone wolf, even when it was Scott McCall, would always be the weakest.
Derek's free hand moves to pop open the button to his jeans, pulling the zipper down slowly. Even though he was still confined to his boxer briefs, Derek's scent was even stronger now, flooding Scott's bedroom and inundating the teen's senses. "You want this just as much as I do, Scott."
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Date: 2013-07-14 06:29 pm (UTC)I don't have to rape you, Scott. In fact, I'm not going to because you're going to doing all the work," He loosens his hold on the other wolf's hair just a little, but still keeps Scott's face up against his bulge. He knows what an Alpha's musk can do to an omega. "Don't you get it, Scott? You don't have a pack. You're an omega, even if you're not a traditional one. And I'm an alpha. Alphas can't rape omegas, because your kind always need an alpha. You need me, Scott. Your body is already trying to tell you that," He knows that Scott is getting hard right now, he can smell arousal coming hot and thick off the teenager.
He really wishes that he could make Scott understand that they couldn't just be mated and not be in the same pack, that Scott couldn't be an omega with a pack backing him up. Part of that was because, yeah, Derek was tired of being used by Scott, but biologically it just didn't work. And with the alpha pack coming, which Scott doesn't know about yet, he'd be the first target for them. The lone wolf, even when it was Scott McCall, would always be the weakest.
Derek's free hand moves to pop open the button to his jeans, pulling the zipper down slowly. Even though he was still confined to his boxer briefs, Derek's scent was even stronger now, flooding Scott's bedroom and inundating the teen's senses. "You want this just as much as I do, Scott."