Hello everyone long time no story…. life got in the way. So this is my FIRST LEMON! I'm rather scared that i didn't do a good job on it, but this story has been bugging me for months and I have it COMPLETELY planned out which never happens! Ive had two friends read over it before I uploaded it.

Disclaimer: I don't own DP :( or the Artists

Dream

Thoughts

Wolf

Normal

Ch.1: Our Normal

"Oh, won't you stay with me?

'Cause you're all I need

This ain't love, it's clear to see

But darling, stay with me"-Stay with Me, Sam Smith

"You're a monster!"

"Not human!"

"Freak!"

The shadows of my friends and family taunted me, as they held guns. I jerked awake the nightmare starts the same being chased through the woods and into a clearing with my old friends and my father surrounding me. The jabs begin then the beating of their fist on my body, finally I see him, crazed look in his eye and a gun to my head.

"Oh little Chloe Saunders, if only you hadn't been a failed experiment, your family would want you. Your friends would be kind to you. You could have your old life. But alas your life is about to come to an end." Dr. Davidoff smirks and pulls the trigger.

I jerk up out of my sleep not realizing I drifted off. The dream fresh in my mind, the gut clinching feeling of pity. Why can't I be normal! The reminders are everywhere, our month long stay at the Safe House was filled with daily training lessons. My teacher gave up after a few attempts to control my powers, packed her bag and left. I still raise the dead during the night, the last being a half rotten coyote and a decomposing crow. No I was not normal, Id give anything to have something normally even if just for a second.

Sighing I got up not bothering to change out of my cotton shorts and large top. I needed a distraction from my thoughts, the house was quite meaning Andrew, Simon and Tori had yet to come back from grocery shopping. The witch more than likely swindled the two sorcerers into going to the mall. Leaving my only option of distraction to be a brooding werewolf.

I shuffled down the hallway to his door and knocked before I opened it. Derek was sprawled out on his bed.

"What" he grunted before sitting up to stare at me, "Something wrong?"

I didn't say much I just shut the door and plopped down next to him, starring at my hands.

"Wha-"

"Why can't we be normal?" I barely whispered it my voice cracking for once not by my stutter, my eyes burned with tears.

"That's what's bothering you? Chloe you know this isn't our fault-" He tried but I cut him off again.

"I know, I just want to be normal just for a little bit. No ghosts or zombies, or magic or boys who turn into wolves; just normal teenagers." The tears leaked out and ran down my cheek. He reached over whipping it away.

He was so close I could feel his warm breath on my face, he smelled of the apple he ate for breakfast. "What can I do?" His green eyes seemed to glow with worry, "I understand the feeling, I think we all get like this."

"Can we just be normal for a little bit." My voice weak and my concentration slipping all I could see were his eyes. Had they always been that green?

"How?" he seemed frustrated not with me but with the cards we had been dealt.

The little restraint I had for what unknown emotion ran through me was lost and I leaned forward pressing my lips to his. His body went ridged, confused. I pulled back cheeks flaming. "What…" he couldn't get the words out.

"sorry its just, I…um well I don't know why I did that," my body buzzed the kiss seeming to ignite something. His eyes burned emerald and he gripped my face pressing his lips back to mine. I gasped and he dropped his hands from my face, leaning back.

"Chloe, sorry.." his cheeks tinted red.

I felt the smile creep onto my face, "it's fine really.." He looked at my puzzled, "I mean we are being normal teens I guess right? Following our hormones and not what our mind is telling us to do for once"

"Yeah," he let out a chuckle, "I guess we are. So is it ok to do this?" his hand found the back of my head bringing me to meet his lips again.

Our lips parted to catch our breaths I let out a shaky reply, "its more than ok." My lips found his again, his tongue slid across my lips asking for entrance that I granted. I hummed with pleasure as we wrestled with our mouths, our bodies pressed to one another. All my mind could feel was pleasure; all I could taste was him. Careful not to squish me under his weight he shifted his hands to brace the sides of my body, his hands leaving hot trails where the rested on the side of my ribs. My hands ran down his back and I thanked god that he slept without a shirt on. He groaned I could feel all of him, his thin shorts not leaving anything to wonder about. His hands moved again finding the hem of my shirt and ducking underneath it. His fingers climbed my ribs and rested against the side of my breast. Fire burned where his hands lay, we parted, panting hard. Derek's eye's glistened bright green, but I could see his questioning look of , is this ok?

I fingered the hem of my shirt deciding if I should. Would he mind? Without a second thought I pulled it over my head and flung it across the room. He let out a low growl and a shaky breath. "Don't stop…please" my voice brought him out of his thoughts and his gaze lifted to my eyes.

He cleared his throat, "are you sure? I've never…"He tried to keep his eyes on mine but failed a few times, they shot down to stare at my bare chest.

"I may never get a chance to do this. And yes I'm sure, I trust you enough to take my virginity. Plus I think this classifies as being normal teenagers, right? Not thinking just doing?" His eyes glistened with his restraint. I leaned in kissing him softly, "I want you, Derek…"

That was the breaking point of his restraint. His kisses becoming more heated and his hands found my breast, gently massaging them. I ground myself against him, trying to tug off his shorts and boxers in one go. I only got them half way down before he kicked his way out of them. He was hard and warm, really warm. I grabbed him; he didn't fit all the way in my hand. I knew he must have been bigger than normal; ALL of him was bigger than normal, part of his Werewolf genetics. He groaned into my neck as I moved my hand on his length. His hands wandered until they found my cotton shorts, he eased off of me then ripped them off; only leaving two pieces of cloth.

He smirked, "Sorry…I'll buy you new ones." I giggled and he pounced on me, sucking my neck until I knew I would have marks. He continued down to the top of my breast. His hands explored me. I gasped as he slipped a finger in me, and moved it slowly. I groaned in pleasure, he had me to my breaking point. "Derek…Please.." I could barely get the words out. He continued to stretch me then he lined himself up to my entrance.

"Tell me to stop, Chloe. If we keep going I won't be able to stop.." He didn't move just stared at me with bright eyes.

Waiting for my command, "Don't stop." Within seconds he was encased in my. It burned, the pain shooting through me like an arrow. I shifted my hips and another shot hit me, I closed my eyes, willing the pain away like I would a Zombie.

"Are you ok? Fuck, I hurt you didn't I?" he braced himself on ether side of me not daring to move his lower half. I cracked my eye open, "Its ok, keep going," he looked at me like I was crazy, "its fine really. Just part of never…doing this before." He ducked his head kissing me gently, slowly began to move. As if testing the waters as to if it was going to hurt me or not. Surprisingly it didn't. The burning and pain faded bringing pleasure in its place. The noises escaped my lips without my control he took that as the que to move at a faster pace. The coil that wound in my belly tightened, he growled into my neck.

"C-Chloe…I need…" his voice sounded like he had rocks in his mouth, like he was trying to stay in control, "I need to mark you…I need too.. make you mine…" his lips found my neck I turned my head to give him better access.

"Do it Derek, mark me.." His pace never slowed as his lips opened at the base of my neck and shoulder. His sharpened Canines sunk into me as I felt my release then his. He groaned lapping at my shoulder. Then rolled off me, snuggling into my side.

His breath came out in gasps, "w-what have I done?" the fear was there he wasn't trying to hide it. I grasped his face, forcing him to look at me. "hey," I stroked his cheek, "its ok. I'm fine and I gave you permission right?" He nodded staring into my eyes. So I continued, "I don't feel like I am about to sprout fur and chase rabbits. It was instinct wasn't it? The wolf took over and you knew you had to do it?" He closed his eyes laying his head against mine,"yeah, he took over told me I need to mark you." I smiled, "really Derek, I'm fine. I feel better.. We can research it, there are werewolf books in the library." He rubbed his face in my hair and pulled me closer, murmuring a good idea. I sighed getting comfortable when he suddenly strung up off the bed "Oh shit! Oh shit!" I glanced at him then I heard it, the front door slam shut and the chattering of voices. "They are back!" He quickly located his clothes and I scrambled to do the same, throwing on my shirt and taking his boxers. I looked over at him, "umm tell them I'm in the Shower." He nodded.

"We're ok? No awkwardness?"

He smiled, "yeah we are ok."

I dashed out of the room to mine grabbing some clothes then went to take my shower. Hoping that our secret could stay between us.