I do not own Teen wolf, sad day.

A/N: I am definitely not giving up on my other story; I just can't get this out of my head. I did something pretty similar for glee in one of my first stories; I just need to know how it plays out with my favorite boys! And trust me; I discover what's happening along with the rest of you! Haha. Well here goes nothing.

It was 3 in the morning, the sun had long gone to sleep as had the rest of the world, but Stiles was wide awake. He paced back and forth in front of his bed, if he kept it up any longer the evidence would start showing on his beige carpet.

"He's the Alpha; it's basically his job to help out the pack with whatever they need. Right?" It was a good thing that Stiles was often alone in his house or someone might call up the men in the white coats to come get him with how frequently he spoke aloud to himself.

"All I have to do is figure out exactly what I'm going to say to him before I get there and make a reasonable argument." Stiles slowed his pacing to sit at the edge of his bed.

"I mean, the worst that can happen is death by teeth and claws, and even then I'd at least never have to look at him again." Stiles sighed out in frustration, running his fingers through his soft growing hair. 'Something for Derek to grip onto when he...' Stiles shock his head at the thought, feeling a shiver run through his body.

Making his way over to his computer desk, he woke up his laptop bringing up a blank page for typing.

How to convince Derek to fuck me. Backspace, Backspace, Backspace. How to convince Derek to take my virginity. Backspace, Backspace, Backspace.

"Damn it, this isn't going well so far. Can't even come up with a title." Stiles decided that sleep would maybe help clear his head, closing the computer lid he climbed into bed.

"Fuck it. I'll just wing it…"

Stiles let out one last frustrated groan as he drifted off to sleep.

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The sun shone brightly through Stiles' bedroom window stirring the teen from his peaceful slumber. He suddenly felt very thankful that it was Saturday urging himself to fall back to sleep. Unfortunately the moment that his 3 am dilemma crept back into his overactive brain sleep was no longer an option.

Rubbing his eyes he got out of bed and took his time getting showered and groomed for the day. He didn't really have any 'nice' clothes as Lydia had said before, but he still wanted to look at least a bit presentable when he'd face Derek.

"Need to look my best for when the coroner finds me bled out on the floor." Stiles tried to laugh off his own comment but he couldn't help the heavy feeling of anxiety build in the pit of his stomach.

Taking one last look at his appearance in the bathroom mirror, finally satisfied with his choice of skinny blue jean, white T-shirt, red hoodie and his favorite converse shoes, he made his way out of the house towards his jeep.

"Goodbye home" he waved to his house, just encase.

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The ride to Derek's loft seemed allot shorter today then he remembered it being. He parked his powder blue jeep on the side of the road, stuffed the keys into his pocket and made his way across the street.

When he reached the door to Derek's apartment he had the sudden urge to flee and chalk this whole incident up to teenage hormones. However, before he had the chance to spin on his heels and bolt the door flew open.

The man must have heard his thundering heart beat all the way through the heavy steek door. When the door was all the way open, he was greeted by the site of a shirtless Derek towel drying his hair. The remaining drops of water on his glistening torso showed clear evidence that the alpha had just gotten out of the shower, only throwing pants on to greet his visitor. Stiles couldn't help it as his eyes ate in the sight of the Greek God before him.

"Stiles." Derek barked out emotionlessly. Stiles eyes sprung to meet Derek's as he felt his cheeks burn red in embarrassment at clearly getting caught staring.

"What do you want?" Derek spoke in his normal uninterested tone but he moved aside all the same to let the teen enter. When the door was closed behind them Derek eyed Stiles expectantly.

"Did you redecorate in here? It looks fantastic...I mean really spectacular." Stiles babbled looking everywhere but Derek. "Stiles." The threatening tone in Derek's voice snapped Stiles out of his stupor.

"Ok, can you uh…maybe put a shirt on for this?...Never mind, That's…not important." Stiles faltered through his words as his nerves threatened to get the better of him. He was about to tell Derek to forget he ever visited but his eyes falling upon the very attractive man's shirtless torso changed his tune.

"Stiles, you never have issues saying what you think normally, despite the fact that you should, just tell me." Stiles glared at Derek, though he couldn't really disagree.

When both men were seated on the large leather couch in Derek's living room, Stiles finally spoke. "I um…need your help with something." Stiles cleared his throat as he avoided Derek's eyes once again.

"Yeah I figured that part out on my own Stiles. But . ." Derek punctuated his words in clear frustration at the younger man who seemed to be wasting his time.

"pleasetakemyvirginity." Stiles words came out hushed and jumbled together, even with Derek's keen werewolf hearing he was staring in confusion with a raised eyebrow at the younger man.

"Ok say that again, this time slower and more comprehensible." Stiles let out a deep sigh before locking eyes with the Alpha, hoping to stress the importance of his request with the gesture.

"You're the Alpha and therefore would you not agree that it's your responsibility to help a member of your pack if they needed you to?" Derek nodded as though to imply they had already established that and to move on.

"Well I um… seem to find myself in a situation where I…well I want you to…Ugh, ok well to be blunt, I'm still a virgin, and I think that needs to change. Like ASAP. And as my Alpha I feel that it's your duty to remove this…hindrance in my life, as well as teach me everything you know about well…all that…stuff."

Derek looked shocked as he starred back at the younger man. Though he seemed to process the words Stiles had said and his face when quickly back to its normal stern demeanor.

"Stuff? If you can't even say the words then you can't handle doing the actions." Derek spoke harshly, seeming pleased with himself, as though he figured that would deter Stiles. He should have known better.

"If anything I can use words." Stiles huffed out in frustration as he folded his arms in anger across his chest.

"Ok so you want the blunt straight forward version. Got it. Can do." The tone in Stiles voice was very fuck-it-all as he spoke.

"Oh Alpha, my Alpha." Stiles spat out his words with attitude. "I no longer want to be a virgin and I've decided that you, as my Alpha, will be the one to fuck me; hard and from behind, if you don't mind. Also you're going to teach me how to jerk you off until you explode in my hand; and how to give you such an amazing blowjob that you cum down my throat. You will teach me everything you know and you will let me practice until I decide that I'm as good as I need to be. Now, any question?"

Stiles tried his best to keep his heart rate under control as the words he had just blurted out in haste sunk in.

"Well" Said Derek eyeing Stiles. "When you put it that way; how can I really say no?"

A/N: That was fun! I just had to get it out of my head and now I feel like I can actually go to sleep! Haha. Please review, love your thoughts and I'm open to ideas of stuff Derek can teach Stiles.