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I do not own any of the MTV Teen Wolf, sadly…

Scott sat on his bed with his legs crossed, gazing up at the sky. The stars were just starting to appear, the moon beginning to rise as the sun crept below the horizon. Tonight his mom would be working late until early morning. He took a deep breath, his heart already starting to race. Derek had warned him of how hard it would be, forcing himself to stay calm so as not to change. As the moon reached its highest point he listened to his heartbeat, his ears pulsing as his heart began to increase in its own pattern. Scott curled his lip back in a snarl, his eyes flashing golden ember as his hands dug into his knees, cutting into his pants and threw to his skin. Scott jumped down onto his bedroom floor, and for a split second panic flared throughout his body. He shook his head as he arched his back and glared at the full moon through his window. "No…. NO!" he said firmly to himself. He willed his heart to slow, and, to his surprise it did. He began to relax, until Stiles jumped through his window.

"Stiles, what the hell are you doing?" Scott yelled angrily as his nails began to grow in length.

"I… I wanted to… well I wanted to check on you." Stiles mumbled.

"Wait… what?"

"Well, I didn't think it fair for you to have to go through this all alone, and I thought that since you've been talking to Derek a lot lately, maybe you had it under control and that maybe I could distract you from changing and…."

"Stiles stop!" Scott growled, waving his hands in front of him, horror beginning to creep to the back of his mind as he noticed the itch in the back of his throat, the craving for blood in the pit of his stomach. "Stiles… you've put yourself in a lot of danger. Get out now." Scott warned, grabbing his head with his hands and crouching low to the ground, trying to ignore the sweet scent wafting from Stiles.

"You won't hurt me." Stiles comforted as he walked up closer to Scott.

Scott gave a snicker, moving farther into the corner. "You have no idea how good you smell."

"Well I did just take a shower." Stiles teased.

"You don't get it!" Scott yelled suddenly, lunging forward suddenly at Stiles. Grabbing stiles at the throat he pushed Stiles onto his bed, falling with him. Scott shoved both of Stiles arms to each side of him, holding them roughly down with his hands. "You don't know how much I want to taste you, the blood running through your veins, to hear you scream…" Scott strayed off from what he was going to say as he lowered his neck down to Stiles throat, inhaling deeply to smell both Stiles fear wafting off of him and the blood pulsing through his neck. Scott grazed his canines that were now fully exposed along the skin stretched just over Stiles vein in his neck. Scott opened his mouth about to bite before he felt something he didn't expect. A tear ran down his cheek, falling onto Stiles shoulder. He looked at his friend's face that now portrayed fear and… was that sympathy he saw in Stiles eyes? Scott let go of Stiles arms and leaned back, sitting on Stiles lap as he allowed Stiles to sit up and support himself with his arms behind him.

"Scott… Scott, look at me." Stiles said quietly, using his right hand to gently place it on Scotts cheek and push it gently so it turned towered him. "I have faith in you, and I know you won't hurt me."

"You don't know that Stiles. I'm a monster, an abomination. I live to kill. That's how I survive. I don't think I can control it."

Stiles smiled.

Scott looked hesitantly at his friend "What's there to smile about?" Scott said angrily.

Stiles quickly hid his smile, not wanting to upset his friend. "Nothing, it's just that you haven't eaten me yet. Would you consider that not controlling yourself? Scott, I don't think you realize just how much control you've gained over yourself over the past few days." Stiles said reassuringly.

Scott sniffled as another tear ran down his cheek. "You really think so?"

"I know so." Stiles nodded comfortingly.

Scott smiled as he looked at his friend, his eyes meeting with Stiles. At that moment he realized just how lucky he was to have such a devoted friend like Stiles. Suddenly he shuddered as a sob came from his chest. "Stiles what am I going to do? I can't live like this." He cried.

"Scott…" stiles whispered.

Scott looked up into stiles eyes, and his tears cut off as a feeling he hadn't felt, not even for Allison, flew through his heart. This boy had gone through everything with him, in all of his memories Stiles was there right with him. Scott took a deep breath as he leaned forward over Stiles, again pushing him down into the bed.

"Stiles… I…" Scott wasn't able to finish his sentence as a pair of cool lips met his warm. At first Scott wasn't sure what to do, but soon instinct took over him and soon his lips were moving as one with Stiles. Scott had always thought he would be kissing Allison like this, but now it made sense. He had always loved Stiles, what he had thought was a relationship between two brothers, now seemed like a lot more.

Scott groaned as he felt Stiles hands roaming under his shirt and moving down to his lower back.

"Stiles, should we be doing this?" Scott whispered breaking their lips apart.

Stiles looked into Scotts eyes. "Scott, I have wanted to do this for far too long to stop. If you don't want to, now is the time to tell me."

Scott raised his head up, taken aback for a moment. Not sure of what to say, he slowly leaned in again for another kiss, this time just a small peck, then longer and deeper the next. At this point Stiles was pulling Scotts shirt above his head, Scott doing the same to Stiles. The feeling of Stiles skin against his sent a jolt of pleasure down his stomach, and soon Scott realized with a small hint of embarrassment that he was getting turned on, as was Stiles. Stiles only smiled though, pulling Scott closer. Scott pushed his hips down, rubbing his hardness into Stiles own, emitting a groan from both of them. Suddenly Scott gasped as a flash of hunger pulsed threw him. Immediately Stiles place his hands on both sides of Scotts head.

"Scott, remember who you are." He whispered, slowly kissing Scott again.

Scott groaned. "Stiles, if I hurt you… I don't think I could live with myself. I'm not sure we should be doing this."

Stiles surprised Scott then as he flipped them over so he was on top. Scott emitted a growl but nothing more.

"Scott, you are my greatest friend. I have full trust in you that you can control yourself. I love you, and nothing can change that. Don't be scared to do this." He said sternly.

Scott sighed then. "Are you sure?"

Stiles smiled then. Slowly he moved downward, grazing his lips along Scott's abdomen. "Absolutely positive." Stiles quickly removed Scott's pajama pants and then his boxers. Scott blushed for a moment before gasping in surprise as Stiles enveloped his manhood into his mouth. Scott jerked his hips forward and groaned. "Oh my God, Stiles."

"You like that don't you Scott." Stiles smirked.

"Stiles… mmmm, Stiles" Scott murmured as his breathing increased. He had no idea Stiles was so good at this. The way his tongue wrapped around him, sending pleasure throughout his body. He let out a growl of frustration as Stiles moved away. He looked down at Stiles who had precum dripping from his mouth.

"Stiles…" he whimpered, but soon let out a grunt as he felt a finger pushed into his tight virgin hole. "Stiles?" he let out a squeak of surprise.

"Shhh, its ok Scott. Trust me this is going to feel good." Stiles assured as he began to move his finger in and out, soon applying a second.

Scott groaned as he was soon moving his hips with Stiles fingers, wanting it deeper.

"Stiles, I need you." Scott pleaded.

Stiles laughed, "Always in a rush aren't we."

At that Stiles stood and quickly dropped his pants and boxers. Not needing any encouragement for his manhood he flipped Scott onto his back and leaned over Scott.

"This may hurt for a moment, but I'll go slow." He whispered in his ear before grabbing Scott's hips for support, then, ever so slowly eased into Scott, inching forward until he had finally sheathed himself entirely into Scott.

Scott groaned. Never had he felt such a strong mix of emotions, pain, love, pleasure. Soon he was panting and groaning, wanting more. Ever so slowly Stiles pulled slightly back, causing Scott to take a sharp intake of breath. Stiles moved at this slow pace for a minute or two until Scott was moving against him.

"Stiles… harder" Scott quickly groaned out, to out of breath to say anymore.

Not needing any more encouragement Stiles thrust in harder, his hips rolling into Scott with power.

Just as Stiles picked up speed he hit that one spot. Scott let out a long groan. "Oh shit Stiles. Fuck me harder."

Stiles moaned. "You're so fuckin tight Scott."

"Fuck me Stiles. Oh shit. That feels so damn good Stiles."

"Who's my fuckin werewolf. Oh yeah. Oooooh shit…"

The sound of his own balls slapping against Scotts ass caused Stiles to quicken his pace. He reached over Scotts back and grabbed his shoulders grabbing for more stability. Scott spread his legs as they moved to allow Stiles better access; shocks of pleasure running threw his body as the bed rocked.

"Stiles… I'm… I'm going to cum!" Scott yelled. At that same moment Stiles grunted, ramming as hard as he could, his seed exploding into Scott. Scott moaned as Stiles seed sent another pleasure coursing through him, his own seed splashing all over his stomach and his own bed.

Exhausted they both collapsed onto the bed, Stiles still inside of Scott. Stiles ran his hand threw Scotts wavy hair.

"I love you Scott, and no matter what I always will" he whispered. Scott nuzzled his head against Stiles hand. "And I will forever love you Stiles" Scott answered.
Not long after that the two feel asleep under the covers of Scotts bed, Scott wrapped protectively in Stiles arms.

Neither of realized that Derek was standing not far from Scotts house, hiding on one of a trees top branches. His eyes flashed with anger when he heard Scott speak his words. Without a glance backward he ran from Scotts house and to his own to think over what had happened.

Ok Please REVIEW. I had to re upload this thing because the changing the subject wasn't working… of course. So if you want the next chapter, you have to review. I know you people hate that but hey, I don't want to type for fun. ;) Trust me, if you do, Derek will definitely be in the next chapter. 3 Ideas are always welcome.