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A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Love it! Let's see what kind of trouble we can get the boys into, hehe.

Previously:

"Okay."

He choked on his breath, coughing. "I'm sorry, what?!"

Derek's bright green eyes connected with Stiles' honey brown ones, which were now round like saucers. "I said Okay. Where do you want me?"

NOW:

Stiles felt his head spin and little specks appear behind his eyes. He was suddenly very grateful to be held against the wall by the strong werewolf, as his body would have simply crumpled to the floor in disbelief.

He shook his head again coming back to full awareness. "You're fucking with me right?" He asked as he eyed the alpha suspiciously, trying to read through his expressionless features. "You should play poker…" he mumbled under his breath as he deciphered nothing of value from Derek's face.

Derek lifted one of Stiles hands to rest on his chest, over his heart. "Can you feel my heart beat?" He asked Stiles; the teen nodded in acknowledgment. Satisfied, he leaned forward until his lips were centimeters away from the younger man's ear. "Then you tell me." He caught Stiles' ear lobe between his teeth, nibbling it gently. "Am I lying?" His heart rate remained as steady as ever, not skipping a single beat as he ran his tongue slowly from the nook between Stiles' shoulder and neck, up to his ear.

Stiles did his best to hold back a whimper of delight as Derek's tongue traced his skin. "On the…on the bed." He stuttered softly, eyes fluttering dangerously close to being closed. "That's where I want you. I… um, want you on the bed."

The alpha smirked at the boy before him, fully aware of his impact on him, even without the use of his 'wolfy senses' as Stiles liked to call them. "On one condition." Stiles' eyes opened to connect with Derek's again, non-verbally urging him to continue. "If I lay back and let you explore me, then you have to lay back and let me explore you."

Stiles agreed instantly, almost embarrassingly fast in his own opinion. He cursed his hasty response before he realized he was wasting precious exploration time. He didn't know what had come over the Alpha, but he would have as much fun with this as possible before he snapped out of it and took it out, probably violently, on him.

A fully naked Derek Fucking Hale walked over to the large king size bed in the corner of the room. Stiles took a moment to observe and admire the fine specimen that was the backside of one Alpha Sexy wolf. 'Wonder if I could get away with calling him that?'

His mind was racing; he had thought of this moment a million times, Derek laid out for him, naked and at his disposal. He hoped to god he wouldn't draw a blank on what to do. He also momentarily scolded himself for not watching more porn for ideas.

"Are you just going to stare at me or are you going to explore me?" The Alpha's rough lust filled voice cut through the teen's thoughts, bringing him back to earth. "No, um, explore sounds much better."

Stiles quickly scurried out of his shoes and onto the bed. He was kneeling beside Derek and took another moment to take in the sight before him. Derek was perfect. He had seen him shirtless many times, but his entire body naked, it was better then anything he'd ever seen. "You're so fucking perfect" He spoke in an awed whisper as he felt his hands aching to touch as they had earlier that night.

"Can you turn over? I want to start with you're back first." Derek nodded his head and obeyed. Once Derek was lying on his stomach, Stiles got a good look once again at the man's firm back, ass and legs. He groaned out in pleasure. If he looked this good, how would he feel?

Stiles tentatively stood up to remove his jeans and shirt, pushing both pieces of clothing out of the way. In only his tight batman boxer briefs, the young man climbed his way onto Derek, straddling his amazing ass.

He felt his hard member press down into Derek's ass and by the way the Alpha's grip into the sheets tightened, he assumed that he could feel it too. He leaned over to the side table beside the bed and was grateful for the massage oil he found. He brushed away the fleeting curiosity to why Derek might have that in the first place and occupied himself with the man before him.

Opening the bottle and squirting a generous amount into his palms, he rubbed his hands excitedly together, warming the oil. He had imagined many times how Derek's skin would feel beneath his curious fingers, and he was not disappointed by the sensation when their skin finally connected.

He unconsciously ground his erection into Derek's ass as he leaned forward to reach the top of the man's shoulders. Twin moans escaped the men and filled the room at the sensation. He kneaded and rubbed every inch of Derek's back and shoulders. He was mesmerized at the way his fingers flowed so easily against the oiled flesh. And there was no denying the way Derek's breathing became shallower with every touch, his body arching into Stiles fingers.

He scooted himself onto Derek's muscular legs, giving himself full access to the man's ass. Derek growled out as Stiles' expert fingers kneaded into his firm body. "Stiles…I know I said you could do anything you wanted. But if you keep that up, I won't be able to control myself from flipping you over and fucking you into the mattress."

Stiles blushed hard at the wolf's words, a tingle shooting all the way through his body to his throbbing cock. "Be patient. You'll get what you want. As soon as I get what I want." He was shocked by the confidence that he was able to portray in his words. Despite his best attempt, his scent probably gave him away to the well in tuned werewolf.

If it did, he didn't press the issue. Derek took a deep breathed and relaxed into the bed, wordlessly indicating for Stiles to continue. Stiles leaned forward, the skin of his slender chest pressed up against Derek's firm back. He started to kiss everywhere his hands had previously discovered.

When he found himself at the curve of the Derek's ass, he couldn't deny how painfully hard he was in his boxers. He reached his hands lower to palm himself, looking for any kind of relief. As though the alpha sensed his intentions, he was cut from his thoughts as a growled left Derek's lips. "Mine! No touching."

Stiles jumped slightly at the sound and obeyed regretfully. His need urged him to speed up his actions. Leaning forward once again he ran his tongue along Derek's ear. "Turn over" He whispered to the man and instantly felt Derek twist around beneath him.

It took everything in Stiles not to scream out when he felt Derek's hard cock brush against his. Red eyes met with honey brown and every ounce of doubt that Stiles might have felt before was gone. He was turned on more then he had ever been, and he could tell that Derek felt every bit as hot and bothered as he did.

Grabbing Derek, he slammed their lips together. The kiss was harsh and needy and perfect. Every emotion he had ever felt for the man seemed to be pouring out from his mouth. When he felt Derek's tongue tracing his bottom lip, he eagerly opened his mouth and allowed Derek to take control.

The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and lips and tongues battling for dominance. They only broke apart to breath before crumbling back into each others touch.

Stiles started to grind down into Derek as they continued to kiss deeply and passionately. He needed more then he knew how to ask for. He was still a virgin, but his body seemed to know what it wanted. It took over for him as he felt his own hand slither between their bodies and wrap around both of their cocks. He broke the kiss to drop his head on Derek's shoulder as he started to pump them together. He was trying to catch his breath as he choked into Derek's neck.

He almost lost it completely when Derek's hand wrapped around his to take over. He had never felt anyone but himself touch his cock and the sensation was a million times more amazing then he had fantasized about.

"More Derek, I need it…Please" He hardly knew what he was asking for, he just needed release and he knew that Derek could give it to him. "Fuck me Derek. Pound that big cock into me, I need you so fucking bad it hurts." He was surprised at his own words but didn't correct himself. Derek's hands slowed on their cocks and Stiles groaned in desperation.

"Stiles, this is your last chance to ask me to stop." He could tell that Derek was fighting to maintain control as he spoke; his body was practically shaking with desire.

"Never Stop. I need you." That's all the permission Derek needed. In a blink of an eye Stiles was on his hands and knees beneath his Alpha. He was seconds away from begging Derek again, when he felt a lubed up finger probed his tight opening.

Fuck. He was so ready to feel every inch of Derek.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Sorry that it took me a bit to write more. Being sick sucks! Please read and review and I will get the next part up ASAP! :) xox