There is a mouth on his neck and hands over his hips. He can't stop carding his fingers through Derek's short hair, hoping to pull him closer, seal them against one another.
He's always liked kissing. Making out with Allison had been the highlight of his days, apart from the sex, when they were together and now the surprise moments when Derek and he can be alone without the newest danger or worry are a dirty little pleasure.
If feels like he can pull them together into one person if only he can try hard enough. An embarrassing mewl escapes his mouth and Scott is mortified.
Derek's lips curve into a smile and a hand comes to tilt Scott's chin a little higher. Derek pulls away so Scott chases after him. This is enough to make the Alpha chuckle, a rumbling thunder sort of noise that sends nerves and goosebumps up and down Scott's spine.
"Eighteen?"
"Three more months."
Derek shakes his head and kisses him again.