Author's Note: This is my first ever fanfic, it's not complete but I just want to see if everyone takes interest. Read and review thanks.
Warnings: Rated M, m/m, slash, smut, PWP for future chapters.
A/N 2: I own nothing but the plot, that my mind came up with.
As Derek lay in bed, he thought about why he was having some strange dreams and about Stiles no less.
[Flashback to Derek's dream]
Derek was running in the woods all wolfed out, he didn't think anything strange about it until he started hearing people in town. Why his wolf would lead him to town didn't make any sense. Then he noticed he was going towards Stiles' house. Oh no! I don't want to deal that annoying kid. Then he caught scent of Stiles and something in his body heated up. This couldn't be good. He hopped in through Stiles window, the boy was asleep, Derek thought okay then maybe my wolf would ignore whatever it wanted with Stiles and let the boy sleep. Oh, he was wrong; Derek moved towards Stiles and crawled in bed to him, buried his nose into the crook of Stiles neck and inhaled deeply. He smelled like heaven and that made his groin jump to attention. Derek felt like he had no control of his body and he didn't like that. Derek's wolf growled low in his throat. He lifted the blanket that Stiles was covered, Stiles shivered without the blanket so Derek pressed his warm body to Stiles' back and hummed in delight when Stiles moved closer to Derek. He looked down at the younger man and noticed he only had boxers on; Derek drank up the sight in front of him, the pale boy with lean muscles, and moles every now and again on smooth skin. Derek lightly ran his fingers up his side, he just wanted to touch and lick every part of his body. Stiles' began to stir in his sleep, he felt like something was strange. He woke up and noticed there was someone behind him in bed touching him with their face in his neck, he freaked out and jumped out of bed. Stiles turned to see who the hell was in his bed and died a little inside when it was Derek that he saw. Derek looked a little off, but what the hell could he want at this time of night. "What are you doing in my bed Derek?" Stiles asked surprised. Derek didn't say anything he just pounced on Stiles and dragged him back to the bed. That was when Stiles realized Derek was a little wolfed and that scared him. Derek went back to his neck and licked and kissed his pulse point. Stiles froze what the hell was going on? "Derek…." Stiles moaned when Derek nipped at his neck.