UNbeated! check back later. I'm unusually generous! normally i wait a few days to upload each chapter! but i guess boyonstrings is rubbing off on me, with his every day updates xD luv his stuff! Boyonstrings is Picasso with pen and paper! (Picasso is a brilliant artist)
DEREK POV
Not long after Derek had texted Stiles, he heard Hands All Over by Maroon 5 and couldn't help but wonder if that was his ringtone. When Stiles mumble off something about Derek texting him while he's in the bathroom, reached his ears, Derek knew that it was, indeed, his ringtone. Reading the text that he had just received, he typed his response, propelling himself on to the roof of the house, already guessing what the answer would be.
Derek: you want me in the window or door? Cause I'm here.
STILES POV
Stiles had enough of waiting. He decided if Derek didn't hurry up, he was going to torture him with pleasure. His phone rang and he quickly moved to answer the text.
Derek: you want me in the window or the door? Cause I'm here.
He smiled at that and mumbled a quiet 'I want you in my bed idiot', but texted him back anyways,
Stiles: the window is fine.
He heard a thump at the window almost right after sending the message. Getting up to open it, he was met with an amused looking Derek.
"On the bed Derek!"
"What?"
"Get on the bed!"
"Why?"
"Really? Did you think I was joking when I said I would show you bossy?"
"Yeah, kind of." Derek looks torn.
"Do you wish I was kidding? I bet not. I bet you were hoping I wasn't. I bet my bossiness is a turn on for you. Isn't it?" Stiles smiled smugly.
Derek growled at him, "Is this why you told me to come over? To ask if you turned me on?"
"Sadly no, this is why," Stiles leapt at Derek, making him fall back on the bed. Stiles kissed him hard, the kiss was full of passion. At first Derek didn't respond but then he moaned and kissed Stiles back with equal passion. Stiles smiled at that before he pulled out of the kiss and started to remove Derek's shirt. He stared at Derek's chest for a moment.
"God Derek, you're beautiful!" He kissed down Derek's neck, sucking on his pulse point, leaving a nice bruise which healed quickly. Stiles frowned "Why did you do that?"
"Sorry habits, make another, I promise not to heal it."
"You better not, or I will have to make your pleasure as torturous as possible…"
Derek moaned at the threat. "In that case I might just heal it."
Stiles chuckled, biting down on his pulse point once more, sucking and licking it. Derek growled and the sound of the noise sent Stiles' blood rushing south.