Derek woke up with beads of sweat on his face and body.
Glancing on the skinny brunette beside him, he noticed his partner was still in a deep sleep. Derek was still topless although nothing happened last night. The two of them were supposed to make love but Stiles came thoroughly spent from lacrosse practice.
"Stiles?" he coughed, his throat still dry from sleep.
Derek waited. No reaction. Stiles was still sleeping.
"Babe?" he moved closer and bit his lip for he's really thirsty for the sleeping beauty.
Stiles did not even stir.
"STILINSKI!"
"I'M AWAKE! I'M AWAKE!" he stood up fast and finally caught sight on Derek, "Oh, it's just you. I thought.."
"Just me?" Derek frowned.
"N-no, NO. Not like that, Derek." waving his hands in and out to signal 'NO', "I just thought…wait what time is it?"
"It's almost 6 in the morning." Derek sat up straight, hands on his bed supporting his weight, giving Stiles a look, his sexy look, obviously trying to seduce his partner.
"Oh my Gooood!" Stiles put his palm on his face, "I gotta help Scott!"
Stiles ran to the door but Derek pulled him to his chest, hugging him. Derek sniffed his hair down the nape of his neck, his left hand finding its way through Stiles' shirt. Stiles gulped.
"You're not leaving me, are you?" Derek traced Stiles' ear with his lips.
"Derek, honey," he managed to escape the werewolf's arms and sighed, "You don't understand, Scott needs me right now."
"I need you right now." the werewolf said emphasizing the 'I' but without much expression on his face. Stiles knows Derek meant it. He's feeling the intimacy in the air and it's making him want to stay.
"You don't under-."
"Scott or Me?" Derek said with an eyebrow up.
"Come on, Babe! We're not doing this right now!" he turned to the door, ready to go, and waved goodbye, "Talk to me later when you're feeling a little less thirsty for me."
Derek growled and it gave Stiles goose bumps.
"I'm asking you a question, Scott or Me?!" Derek was turning into a grumpy cat.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Stiles went closer, "I'm not going, fine! Just don't ask me that stupid question again. It's like making me choose from Lydia and Malia, it's freaking hard! You know Scott is my best friend and you're, you're, well you're my.."
"Your what?!" Derek wrinkled his nose and moved closer to Stiles, staring right into his eyes.
"My Alpha..."
Derek's frown was gone, but still, the werewolf was waiting for a complete answer.
"My Alpha Lover, My Alpha Boyfriend!" Stiles turned away, he didn't want Derek to see his cheeks turn red as an apple, "Ya happy?!"
"Yeah." Derek smiled, which was unusual. His bunny teeth were Stiles'. His smile was only for Stiles Stilinski. "So Stiles, do you love me yet? Are my feelings reciprocated?"
Stiles' heart beat faster. He didn't know what to say.
"Or are you still into that werecoyote? or the banshee?"
"May I remind you that that werecoyote is your cousin and that banshee was my crush since 3rd grade."
Derek looked down and laid back to his bed, his arm up his forehead. "Go to Scott. You can go now."
Stiles felt remorseful for what he said. His partner easily gets jealous all the time, especially with Lydia and Malia. He can't help it; Derek feels that Stiles still has a thing for girls.
"It's not my fault you like me okay! I didn't want you to like me, Derek. I didn't know you were, you were..."
"Gay for you?" Derek said, still staring at the ceiling.
"Y-yeah."
"Me neither."
"Well," Stiles gulped and sat beside Derek, "You are such a guy, you know? You're so tough and muscular and, and you're such a guy. Who would've thought that—"
"That I'd like you?" Derek sat up and looked at Stiles.
"Yeah."
"Speaking of which…"
Derek pulled Stiles by his chin and gave him a long slow kiss.
"Let me help you, Stiles. Let me help you figure out what you truly feel about me. Make love with me for the last time."
"Are you sure you-."
"Yes, I want this. And if this doesn't work, if you still don't reciprocate my feelings after this, I'll leave you. I'll forget about this, even though it's impossible, I'll do it for you."
Stiles just nodded and Derek started kissing him. He kissed back.
The werewolf went on top of Stiles and kissed his lips, his chin, and his neck. Stiles loves neck kisses and Derek's facial hair made it hotter.
Derek let Stiles on top and the former Sleeping Beauty showered kisses on his neck down to his collarbone. He helped Stiles out of his shirt and Stiles continued kissing Derek down his perfect abs. Just to tease Derek, he licked the werewolf's belly button.
Derek moaned.
"Fuck you..."
"Are you cursing me?!" Stiles stopped kissing Derek, sat on top of him, and crossed his arms, "I agreed to quench your thirst for a Sterek sex and you're cursing me?!"
"Just shut up and kiss me, okay?"
"No, Derek Hale, No." he gave him a glare.
"Well, if you won't kiss me," Derek managed to get on top of Stiles again, "I'll kiss you."
He then licked Stiles' collarbone and kissed his nipples and back to his neck, his right hand trying to unzip Stiles' jeans.
"Hey, w-wait!" Stiles pushed Derek off him, "I can do this, I can unzip my own pants, r-right? I mean, right?"
Derek gave him a strange look.
"I already saw you naked before, Stiles."
"I-I know that, duh!"
"Then why don't you want me to take your pants off? Why shy all of a sudden, Stiles? I know your dick is small but it's ok-."
"My dick is not small! Wow, that's insulting, Derek! Very, very insulting! Do you, even, really love me?!"
Derek giggled.
"I meant smaller than mine." Derek was still smiling, "And you know the answer to that."
Stiles took his pants off, "See, it's not small, Derek! It's pretty fine, actually!"
Derek giggled more and finally took his off too, "So? See what I'm talking about?"
Stiles stared at Derek's dick thinking, 'Oh my God, I think it's bigger now." and gulped.
"So, have you figured out on how to train your dragon?"
Derek raised his left eyebrow.
"Nothing. Nevermind."
"Can we please stop talking like we're walking in the park and start with the real stuff?!"
Derek went down and started sucking Stiles' dick. He licked the tip and circled it whole with his tongue. He held Stiles' left thigh with his left hand while the other was holding the cock.
"Oh God, Oh God!" Stiles moaned, "Don't stop, Derek!"
"I won't, I'll never stop." Derek thought.
Derek licked the tip several times, like a Popsicle, before kissing Stiles' balls. Stiles loved it and pushed Derek's head harder. Derek continued sucking Stiles' dick, harder and faster.
"I'm coming! I'm coming!"
Derek stopped before Stiles' came and bent over him, such that Stiles' back is against his chest and gave him anal while still giving Stiles a job, but now, with his hand.
"Oh God! Oh God!" Stiles moaned, "This feels so freaking good, Oh God!"
"Umpph.." Derek kissed his neck, "I love you, I love you.."
"Aghhhh!"
"Mmmm.."
"Oh God," Derek moaned, "I'm coming, I'm coming!"
Stiles stood up then went down to suck Derek's hardened dick.
"Oh God, Stiles!" Derek said as he pushed Stiles head over and over again.
Stiles circled it with his tongue, like Derek did to his.
Derek came out in Stiles' mouth and he swallowed.
Breathing heavily, Stiles said, "You taste good, Derek Hale." then he bent towards him and gave Derek a long rough kiss.
Derek went on top and continued kissing Stiles.
"Use your tongue more." He commanded.
"Oh okay."
The two kissed until they're barely breathing.
Derek sat up and laid down beside Stiles, his hand on the side of his head and his elbow supporting his weight, "So?"
"Oh God..." he said panting, "wait, let me breathe."
"How..." Derek was blushing, "do you feel now?"
Silence. Stiles was just staring at the ceiling and Derek was staring right at him, waiting for his answer.
Stilinski's phone rang.
"Hello, Scott...Okay…Uh-huh…Okay…In about 10 minutes…Okay...I'll be there…bye."
Stiles put his shirt and pants on and kissed Derek on the forehead, "Well, let us figure this whole thing out tomorrow."
Stiles ran to the door and turned the knob, "Bye!"
"Bye!"
Thud. The door closed, he's gone.
"I love you…"
I apologize for wrong grammars and punctuation, if there are any.
THIS IS FOR YOU SEAN I LOVE YA BABY