No beta, so all mistakes are mine! First Sterek fic, so be easy on me! Dedicated to Jeremy, because he was dying to see this!
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf, so don't ask me that question.
Stiles still can't believe that Derek fucking Hale, actually agreed to go on a date with him. After months of begging and bribing Derek with sex – which he didn't mind, Hell he loved it. The way Derek's body eased into Stiles's and fit without much exertion, made Stiles's feet curl at the thought. It has been ten months, Ten Months! Damn, Stiles deserved it!
Focus, Stiles. Focus. He can't be thinking about that right now. He was thinking about not letting this precious chance to show Derek just how much Stiles loved him – even if Stiles hadn't told him those tiny three, little words yet. Don't worry though, he was planning to, and it was going to be perfection.
Tonight is the night, Stiles. You are going to tell Derek how you feel, and he will say it back. He won't hesitate, because I know he loves me. He does. Doesn't he? He questioned himself as he drove down the long dirt path to the Hale house. His dad was going to be working on a case all night. Something about a missing 2-year-old, from what Stiles could hear from his dad's ramblings on the phone.
Stiles was so nervous, he almost hit a stray cat with his creaking, old Jeep that he had bought not two years ago at a dealership downtown. Okay, so the paint was chipping a little, so what! He pulled up to the house with a loud squeak of his breaks. He strode the length of the path he had walked so many times before; clutching the groceries he was excited – yet nervous – to unveil.
Derek was already standing in the doorway, half-slouched over the doorframe, as he moved his eyes with every stride Stiles took. His hair was wet, and his muscles were clinging to the thin fabric of his grey t-shirt. The sight of his – boyfriend? No. Lover? The 'Love' part in that word made Stiles nervous, but it was the proper title for what Derek Hale was and always would be. Even the thought toke Stiles's breath straight out of his lungs.
As Stiles reached Derek, he held his breath. Knowing that whatever may lie ahead, on foreign grounds, would change his life forever – either for the good or for the evil that he was dreading. That, and the fact that Derek Hale was looking mighty fine tonight.
"Stiles, relax. If you hold your breath anymore, you'll pass-out." Derek whined, taking the groceries from Stiles, and planting a kiss on his cheek.
Stiles breathed, not wanting to make Derek mad already. "No, let me." He said, taking bags back from Derek, wanting the contents of them to be a surprise. He skipped into the kitchen, laying the brown paper bags on the marble countertops. He turned to where Derek was walking in behind him, gliding like a god on the wooden floors beneath him. He stood in awe at his boyfriend – Stiles, that word! – until Derek reached him, and pulled Stiles into a passionate kiss.
Derek ran his tongue over Stiles bottom lip. Stiles moaned, feeling the blood start to trickle down to his slowly-hardening cock. But, no. He couldn't start getting aroused now.
Wait, Stiles. Take control. This is your night, goddamnit!
Stiles pulled away leaving Derek whimpering where he stood. He put he hands firmly on Derek's shoulders, turning Derek toward his bedroom. He pointed nonchalantly in the direction in front of them.
"Get undressed now, and meet me in the living room. Sit on the loveseat, I have a surprise!" Stiles chippered showing Derek just how excited he really was.
Derek rolled his eyes but did just as he was told, taking his time. "Oh, Stilinski…. What have you've got planned this time?" Derek said under his breath as he was undressing. Derek sighed, and got comfortable on the loveseat, one leg dangling off the side.
I only agreed to this so he would shut the hell up. But... I could end up liking thi- NO. Snap out of it Derek, you can't fall in love with him. You can't trust anyone, they just let you down one way or another. I just have to sit here, and do what he tells me. I need this to be for his benefit, not mine. I can't imagine a li- Derek's mind went blank as Stiles walked in, stark naked, with a tub of vanilla ice cream (with a spoon of course), whipped cream, and… oh my god…. Hot fudge. His dick twinged just the slightest bit, as he thought of the possibilities.
Stiles almost dropped the contents of his arms when he saw Derek laying down on the loveseat. He fought to regain his balance, and succeeded. Don't wanna ruin the night with your clumsiness, hey Stiles? He silently gave himself a pep-talk.
Derek licked his lips in anticipation. Stiles finally, FINALLY reached him, and Derek pulled his boyfriend down for a hungry kiss. Thrusting his hips into Stiles's, and moaned against his mouth. Stiles pulled away, and Derek was forced to pull him back in, but Stiles stopped him.
"Not yet." Stiles heaved with much – willed – restraint. Stiles sat on his boyfriend's lap, placing the food on the coffee table beside him. Derek's cock was pushed up against Stiles's ass, getting harder with every move that Stiles made. Stiles moved to straddle Derek, and leaned down to lick Derek's soft lips. Derek moaned deeply.
"Stiles-"
"Shhhhh….. My turn." Stiles said with just the slightest hint of excitement in his voice. He reached for the spoon, and scooped some ice cream onto it. He brought the spoon over to Derek's mouth, lowering it so it hung right above it. The ice cream melted on the spoon, dripping onto Derek's chin. Stiles lapped up the mess, and lowered the spoon into Derek's mouth.
Derek sucked off the ice cream from the spoon, and let it slip out of his mouth. It melted on his hot tongue, and the liquid eased down his throat. He hummed with satisfaction.
Stiles grabbed the whipped cream, uncapped it, and shook the bottle. He smiled at Derek. Then, he bent down and squirted some on Derek's neck. He licked up the whipped cream, and took ahold of the skin there with his teeth. Derek yelped, and Stiles soothed the spot with his tongue, releasing his grip. Stiles took the next moan out of Derek's lips as an invitation to continue.
He squirted more on Derek's collarbone, using the tip of his tongue to lick up the fluffy goodness. He stared into the eyes of the man beneath him. His pupils were all but completely dilated, almost none of his iris showing. Wow, that must take a lot of restraint, Stiles proudly thought to himself. He didn't know he could do this to Derek. He opened Derek's thighs, and slipped his legs through them, kneeling and bringing his face to Derek's chest. He trailed a line with his tongue down Derek's body, stopping at his nipples to softly nibble on each one, letting them turn hard under the sweet force of his tongue and teeth. He continued on his path,
Derek threw his head back, not knowing how much longer he could take it. Right before Stiles reached Derek's groin, he flipped Stiles over, the soft leather of the loveseat caressing Stiles's back. Derek grinded his hips against Stiles's, watching him stifle a moan, and brang Derek down to crush their lips together.
Their tongues danced as Stiles fumbled to reach the lube, which was right where it had been from the last time. He knocked over the canister of whipped cream, letting it fall on the glass table with a bang. He furiously grabbed the lube, and practically threw it at his boyfriend.
"I want you to scream my name," Derek half-growled in Stiles's ear, as he continued to grind against him.
He slicked his fingers and slid one finger into Stiles's ass, soon adding another, and another. His other hand caressed one of his boyfriend's butt cheeks. He felt Stiles's walls clench down around his fingers slightly, trying to take in all the pleasure. Stiles bucked up against Derek's fingers, moaning from a place deep inside his throat.
"Derek, I need you inside me…. NOW! Uhnnnnnn….." Stiles strained.
Derek spread lube down his shaft, and positioned himself outside his boyfriend's entrance. Stiles marveled in the fact that, for the first time, there wouldn't be a layer of plastic separating them. He held Stiles's hips, and thrusted – hard – feeling Stiles's warmth surrounding his own. They moaned in unison. Derek began to move, pulling out completely before thrusting so hard that it made Stiles shutter beneath him. It brought them to the brink together. Stiles wrapped his legs around Derek's waist, wanting to be as close to this man as humanly – or not so humanly – possible.
They set a fast, but steady pace, wanting to be pushed off the edge, and let go. Stiles met every thrust Derek made with equal measure. Derek ran a hand down Stiles's chest, calming him as they were pushed further. Capturing Derek's mouth in his, and tangling his fingers in Derek's hair. Derek hummed against Stiles's mouth, feeling the coil start to tighten in his stomach. He pulled out one last time, hesitating.
"Fuck, Derek!" Stiles whimpered, trying to bring Derek forward, but failing.
When Stiles was least expecting it, Derek reached a hand between them, and played with Stiles's dickhead, gathering up his strength. He thrust one last time, this time with the rest of his strength. Stiles screamed out Derek's name over and over again, shutting his eyes, and clutching Derek by the waist. Cum spilled up on his stomach, the orgasm spreading through his body like a storm.
Derek thrust a couple more times before exploding into his orgasm, following Stiles, who was just coming down from the clouds he was soaring above. Waves of pleasure shot through him, making his toes curl.
Stiles could feel hot liquid pouring through him, letting him soar just a bit longer. Derek fell on his chest, nuzzling his boyfriend with his nose. Stiles tilted Derek's head up for one last sweet kiss, tracing Derek's lips with his tongue. Derek inhaled the scent that was innately, Stiles. He smelled of honey and cinnamon.
"Hey, we didn't even get to the fudge!" Stiles complained.
"Round 2?" Derek asked, using his puppy dog face that he knew Stiles couldn't ignore.
"I'm cool with that." They laughed together, and Stiles thought to himself, Damned feelings can wait till tomorrow morning.
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