Talking To The Moon

"What does moonlight smell like?"

These are Derek's favorite moments. Lazy, sex drunk, sated moments. Listening to Stiles heartbeat as it slows for sleep, listening to Stiles sleepy, random thoughts. Derek didn't think he would ever get these moments, Derek didn't think he was worth these moments. With Stiles, Derek doesn't ever want to live without them.

"What does moonlight smell like?" Derek repeats. He watched as Stiles lifts his arm, it almost looks heavy as he wiggles his fingers in the light shining through the window.

"Yeah. I mean it has to have a smell right? A wolfy smell, like…beef jerky or something"

Stiles smile is contagious. Its small and lazy on his lips, Derek can't help but reciprocate. He never thought he would fall in love with all the random thoughts that spew from the boys mouth. The puff of laughter that falls from Derek's lips proves how deeply Stiles has burrowed himself in the wolfs heart.

"No, it does not smell like beef jerky" Derek says "it smells like…like…"

"Cheese! its gotta smell like cheese, cause you know that's what the moon is made of" Stiles interjects, sounding more awake.

"Would you like me to answer or are you just going to keep interrupting with food products?" Derek says with a smirk.

"I'm sorry, please continue" Stiles says shifting his body so half of it is on Derek. Derek likes the feel of it, the weight of it.

"Its…it's an earthy smell. Like a forest just after a rainstorm. Like pine cones that have just fallen off the trees. It smells like burning leaves in the fall and fresh fallen snow in the winter. and it smells like…its smells like you"

"Like me?"

"Yes. Its lemons, and oranges, and grapefruit" Derek followed each word with a sloppy, open mouthed kiss to each freckle on Stiles cheek until he landed on his mouth.

"Wow" Stiles said when they finally pulled apart "That was way deeper than beef jerky"

Derek smiled and linked their hands together. Derek loved Stiles hands, the long fingers, the small freckles spattered across the knuckles. He loved the sureness of them as they roamed across his body. The shakiness of them when he got so excited he couldn't contain himself.

"So what does it…what does it feel like?" Stiles asked bringing their joined hands up to be illuminated by the light.

Derek's never been asked that question, never really thought about it. what does it feel like? It makes his blood sing, his heart pound, his wolf howl. It's always just been there, the pull of it, Derek never had to think about it…until Stiles.

"It's like falling in love for the first time, or falling into bed after the most stressful, emotionally taxing day. Like feeling the ocean on your bare feet in the summer, watching the sunset behind a mountain. Stiles its, its, god it's like seeing the one you love walk towards you in a crowded room and knowing they are yours. Its butterflies in your stomach and splashing in puddles. It feels like…home" Derek had his eyes closed so he wasn't looking at Stiles when he said all this. He didn't see the way his eyes were almost shining with tears from hearing the man he loved explain the feeling of the moon to him.

Derek almost had to look away when he finally did open his eyes and look at Stiles. The love that was reflected back to him in those honey flavored eyes was almost too much. Sometimes Derek hated himself, didn't understand how anyone could love him. He's done too much, hurt too many people. Everything he touches burns. Not Stiles, Stiles only looks at Derek with love, so much love that it almost hurts.

"I wish…I wish I could feel that Derek. I wish you could share that with me."

Derek whined, the sound coming out of his mouth without his permission. He rolled Stiles over onto his back and worshipped him. He kissed and licked every inch of his body, left marks that would stay for days. He tried to give it to Stiles, tried to make him feel the moonlight as they made love.

Stiles curled around Derek as he lay on his stomach, peppering his back with kisses. "That was amazing" he finally said, tracing the lines of his tattoo with his long fingers.

"I love you Derek. I will always love you"

"I love you too. I love you to the moon and back"

Derek closed his eyes, felt the moonlight shining on their naked bodies. He was so close to sleep, his body slowly falling into it.

"So what does sunlight smell like?"

"Go to sleep Stiles"

In truth Derek couldn't wait to tell Stiles about the sun but for now he stayed quiet, listening to Stiles heart slow, letting the moon sing him to sleep.