Hey I hope you enjoy this. I haven't written anything in a while, been pretty busy.
I don't own Teen Wolf. That is my DISCLAIMER...
Derek nuzzled deeper into the warm body next to him. Derek's hand sprawled casually over a pale slender hip, his callused thumb rubbing circles on the sharp hip-bone. His legs entwined with Stiles, mixed with dried cum and sweat soaked sheet, Derek inhaled breathing the smell of musk and sex. The wolf knew what he had with the human was only physical, the teenage boy was so infatuated with Jackson's mate that the only reason Derek even started this relationship was out of sheer boredom.
Well that wasn't really true, Derek had always found Stiles attractive. Derek saw a vulnerable teen and exploited that, Derek wanted sex with Stiles and he got it. It started off with the whole pack spending the day at the Hale manor. Jackson and Lydia arguing as usual, Scott and Isaac bonding while Erica and Boyd left to have alone time. Peter stayed in the corner reading or sometimes just observing the pack, spitting out sass here and there to rile up the Alpha.
When everyone had started to depart Stiles and Derek found themselves alone. The two flirted back and forth challenging the other. In the end it led to the pair in bed with each other. Stiles' begging Derek for more and Derek in return was able to be rough and release his wolf. Stiles could handle Derek's wolf and Derek didn't need to be gentle or hold anything back. Derek always knew Stiles body was made for him. He could pound into Stiles tight whole and the boy would only beg for more. Not that Derek had minded.
Stiles challenged Derek and in return Derek would even submit allowing Stiles to take control in the bedroom. But there was no relationship, it was purely physical, Derek convinced himself. The werewolf buried deep it's jealousy when he'd see how close Lydia was to Stiles, or the way Scott clung to Stiles. It made the Alpha want to tear them apart, but Derek bit his tongue it wasn't his place. He had wanted just the boys body not his heart.
Derek leaned over to look at Stiles face, smiling down at Stiles when he saw the teen's mouth open and his lips swollen from when Derek had sucked them. Derek pulled away from the boy sitting on the edge of the bed. He never stayed the night, it made things to personal. Almost like they were a real couple, which they weren't because Stiles was in love with Lydia and Derek was in no way shape or form even close to Lydia.
Sucking in a deep breath Derek as he moved silently and shamefully to the window, then climbing out to make his way to his car. Derek didn't love Stiles; he couldn't be in love with anyone. Kate had made sure of that. He and Stiles wanted only to satisfy their lust, Derek repeated this over and over again to his wolf. The wolf in return scoffed it off, calling Derek a coward, telling him to just lay claim to the boy. Crush Lydia and anyone else to lays a hang on his mate. Derek cringed and the word. Mate wasn't what he though of Stiles, was it?
"Damn it." Derek growled into the dark. He only wanted sex with Stiles, and it was the only thing Derek would ever offer the boy.
It's short but I hope you will like it.
