Note: Okay, so this an outtake I did for chapter 11 of Unbros. I felt it was too much for the chapter and I didn't want to overdo it with the sexual tension between Stiles and Derek. However, I thought it sounded hot so I added it to the outtakes. This takes place at the end of chapter 11. After Stiles relieves himself in the bathroom and he heads out to meet the others.

"Hey, there you are. We were starting to get worried. We were about to send someone in after you." Braeden joked.

Derek laughed.

"Wanna dance?" Stiles asked him, ignoring the others.

"Again, so soon?" Derek asked puzzled.

"Yeah, let's all dance." Braeden said, grabbing Derek's hand, leading the way to the floor.

Stiles danced with Erica but kept a safe distance as Derek with Braeden dance together. Half way through they switched partners, having the girls dance together and the boys back together.

Stiles perked up at this and went in between Derek legs again rubbing his crotch into Derek's thigh, waking his dick up again in the process.

"So, you like dancing now?" Derek asked, holding onto Stiles hips as they swayed and grind against each other to the beat.

"Yeah, it's starting to grow on me."

"Oh yeah? Derek asked intrigued.

Stiles shifted his hard cock into Derek crotch.

"Yeah."

"Oh shit." Derek huffed.

"Stiles stop."

Stiles grabbed Derek's waist holding him close.

"Why, it's fun and it feels good, doesn't it?" He asked, rubbing up against Derek's cock making it rock hard.

"It does, oh god, does it." Derek all but moaned.

"Then what's the problem? We're just dancing."

Through hooded eyes, Derek licked his lips.

"Yeah, just dancing, sure."

Stiles thrusted deeper into Derek.

"Fuck Stiles, I…"

"What Derek, what is it?"

Derek groaned, sliding his hands down to Stiles ass squeezing it hard in his hands.

"I'm so fucking close." Derek stressed.

"Yeah, you gonna cum? I want you too, right here on the dance floor grinding against my cock with your girlfriend and onlookers none the wiser." Stiles voiced huskily.

"Oh shit." Derek said as his eyes rolled back into his head.

"Where is she?" He stressed.

"Your girlfriend?"

"Yeah." He said huskily.

"Too busy talking to notice, why?"

Derek grabbed the back of Stiles head capturing his lips in a passionate lip lock moaning in his mouth as he made a couple of hard jerks into Stiles, letting him feel the wet, warm leakage seep into Stiles jeans as Derek came.

"We should dance more often." Stiles said intrigued as they pulled apart.