All mistakes are my own. Do not own Teen Wolf or Characters. Go to end of chapter if you want to see warnings. Hope you enjoy.
pStiles really needs this, it's the end of finals week, almost summer break, and he needs to just let go. Unfortunately none of his friends wanted in on his plan to sneak into Beacon Hills only gay club, so he's going solo tonight. Maybe he'll get hit on, get a little drunk if he's lucky, and go home not knowing the meaning of stress, so that's what he planned anyway. But the night had other ideas he guesses, because he's in some stranger's car, heading to this stranger's house, and will more than likely end up in this stranger's bed. Let's back up just a bit, and try and figure out how he ended up here exactly.
He successfully snuck into the club no thanks to his loser friends(who were too scared to get caught to join him), he was casually standing by the bar hoping someone would be interested enough to buy him a drink. And well Stiles doesn't necessarily find himself that attractive, but he has this look that certain gay guys love, not really tall, kind of skinny, and young, twinkish is what his friends call it. It didn't take that long for him to catch someone's eye, he was expecting at least a semi attractive meat head of a man, but this guy looked like a Greek god. "I haven't seen you around here before, or town really for that matter, did you just move here, I'm Derek by the way?" said Adonis "No I usually just keep to myself, don't really go out much, the name's Stiles." Stiles sort of yelled over the music. "Well looks like we're celebrating you finally coming out...of the house that is that deserves a drink, how about a blow job?" Stiles choked on nothing "Woah way to be straight forward." Derek gave Stiles a huge smile "It's a drink, the jungle is famous for it, but who knows maybe later actual blow jobs will be on the table."
This guy was something else, he'd been speaking directly in Stiles ear for most of their conversation and Stiles does not want to talk about the boner he has right now. Derek went farther down the bar to flag down the bar tender and get their drinks. He comes back with two extra large shot glasses. "Just how drunk are you trying to get me Derek?" Stiles asks. "How drunk do I need to get you sweetheart?" Derek counters. One blow job turns into 3 and Stiles is done, he's right on the edge of drunk, he still has some control over himself, and he doesn't want to push it.
Derek drags him out to the dance floor and the more they dance, the harder he can feel Derek getting, this is supposed to be a fun stress relieving night so fuck it. "Do you want to get out of here?" Stiles sort of slurs "My places isn't to far from here." Derek whispers in his ear. And that's how he ended up in a stranger's car, on his way to a stranger's house and will more than likely end up in this stranger's bed. Pulling up to Derek's house is a shock for Stiles, he knew Derek had to be doing okay financially judging by his awesome Camero, but this guy lived in a mansion, like a real life mansion. As soon as the door shuts behind them, Derek is lifting him up and carrying him up the stairs, and Stiles really hopes he's not a serial killer./p
Underage: Derek is 27, Stiles is 16. Daddy Kink and BDSM.