Author's note: I finished Teen Wolf season two and now I ship Sterek so hard. So I wanted to write something with them. This takes place on the same afternoon as the final scene of the last episode. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Happy reading!


Rendezvous

A Sterek fanfiction

By Danielle Cheri

Stiles passed his phone back and forth in his hands. He knew Scott would drop what he was doing, but not so soon after they were at the lacrosse field. And his mom was off this afternoon.

He scrolled through his other contacts and landed on the picture he had taken when no one was looking. He typed out a text. "Wanna hang out?"

The reply came almost immediately. "Stiles?"

"Derek?"

"Did you seriously just ask to hang out?"

"Yes. So?"

There was a long pause. Stiles tapped his fingers on his knees. "Maybe should have rethought this decision."

Then the phone went off. "Woods. Half hour."

"You got it."

Stiles changed and stood in front of the mirror, smoothing a hand over his hair. He dropped his hand. "Stupid." He headed out the door.

He walked to a familiar clearing and looked around. No sign of Derek. He leaned against a tree and waited.

"So what do you want?" A familiar voice said from several feet away.

He jerked his head up and looked around. He locked eyes with the man across the clearing.

"Well? You think I have nothing better to do in my life than just sit around with a wanna be?"

"Gee thanks." Stiles pushed off from the tree. "Forget it."

"What do you want from me, Stiles?" Derek asked frustrated.

"It would be nice to have another friend."

"That's not it." He took a step toward Stiles, backing him up against the tree. He repeated in a low growl, "What do you want from me, Stiles?"

The young man reached up a tentative hand and placed it on his chest.

"That's what I thought." He pressed himself into Stiles and planted a hard kiss on his mouth.

Stiles gathered the front of the Alpha's shirt in his fists as he opened his mouth to permit Derek's probing tongue. Stiles's hand slid up to cup the back of Derek's head as the kiss slowly started to soften.

The man lifted his head away and rested their foreheads together. "How do you feel now?"

"Better." He pulled Derek back for another kiss, this time sticking his tongue into the Alpha's mouth and dug his fingers into his scalp.

He groaned into the younger man's mouth and slid his hands down his arms to take Stiles's hands in his own. He broke the kiss and pressed their foreheads together. "Scott can't know." He said softly.

"Well, obviously."

"Meet me here again tomorrow. Sundown." They shared another kiss. "There's more like that waiting." Then he walked away, leaving Stiles standing confused, leaning against the tree for support.