Crossover Fan Fiction

Title: Ain't No Casablanca
Author: Saucery, a.k.a. saucery.
Fandoms: Teen Wolf and Men in Black.
Pairing: Derek/Stiles! Neutralizing alien threats! Fightin' crime!
Rating: A very, heh, hard R.
Warnings: Non-explicit but nonetheless very kinky sex. There may be dominance. There may be bondage. There may be Stiles's internal monologue during said bondage. Also, there may be aliens. Ugly aliens. You have been warned.
Genre: Humor; romance; science fiction; crossover.
Spoilers: None to speak of.
Word Count: 3600, give or take.
Summary: Agents D and S discover the various meanings of D/s.
Link: Here.

Derek glowers at the waitress like a very badly disguised Terminator. All that's missing is the glowing red eyes.

"You do know we're not here to arrest anyone," Stiles reminds him, because he has to. "Or kill anyone."

"We must always be prepared to arrest and/or kill at a moment's notice."

"Did you seriously just say 'and/or'? Who says that?"

"You do. In fact, you just did."

"Ha bloody ha. Real funny. Oh, and the fact that I said the word 'bloody'? Doesn't mean you get to make this place bloody. Capisce?"

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