The sun filter through the slightly parted curtains, Stiles open his eyes from where he been sitting for the last few hours letting Isaac sleep on his chest, Derek was not in the room anymore and Isaac was still a sleep, he moved out from under the young wolf and walked down the stairs where the smell of burning toast filled his noise, he stood in the kitchen watching Derek look down at the burnt toast "You can't even cook toast?" Stiles asked feeling his back throbbed from sitting in one place to long,
"I can't think." He said
"Sit I will make something." Stiles said
"You don't have to." Derek said watching the teen pulled out some bacon, eggs and cheese
"Its fine, sit down." He said as he started to crack the eggs in a bowl, and sliced the bacon up, Derek watched as the teen made two omelette and they ate in silence until their plate were empty.
"Can we talk about the bruise?" The large alpha asked, Stiles frowned as he looked into Isaac room to see most of the bruises have healed,
"What's there to talk about." He said getting up and looking the alpha as he walked out the room, if they were going to talk about this downstairs would be better than walking Isaac up,
"Your coved in them Stiles." He said he could feel himself get more irate, he heard the teen sigh and turn around
"You pushed me into the wall hard enough to leave the bruises on my back and Jackson did the rest along with the hunters to tried to shoot me." He said frowning, Derek growled and Stiles was waiting for another slamming to the wall but he was not expecting Derek to pull him into a hug, and hung his head onto the teen shoulder "Urrhr are you okay there?" Stiles asked
"I don't want to hurt you Stiles...I'm sorry." He whispers
"Sorry?" he swallowed the lump in this throat unsure what else to say, hoping the wolf would tell more
"You make my blood boil and my wolf wants out when it's around you…"
"To kill me?" Stiles whimpered …I just whimpered what is wrong with me…
"No, we want you." he growled, his eyes turning red as he pulled Stiles down onto the living room sofa.
Stiles looked up at him and gasp as he felt the wolf push his hips down against Stiles groin, the wolf's cock was rock hard against his own groin "D…Derke." Stiles whimpered again
"I don't want to hurt." He whispered to Stiles as he nuzzled his neck, "Want you, my mate my human."
"Derek holds yourself together for a little while longer, Isaac is still upstairs." He said as he Derek mouth at his neck making him moan
"Urrh no I'm not." Both heads turn to see the blond wolf standing there looking wide eye, his cheeks was bright red and was sporting his own problem in his bottoms.
"See we can continue." Derek said whipping Stiles bottoms off in one go and getting a squeak out of the teen
"W…What with Isaac watching?"