I was sitting on my bed Indian style as I worked on my reading assignment for one of my classes. Derek sat in my computer chair across for me. Every so often I would hear him release a sigh, causing me to look up over in his direction.
Our eyes would meet for a moment and then I would go back to my book and continue reading. I knew Quiet time was not Derek's favorite but he also knew it was necessary for me to finish up on my homework assignments that I missed the last few days.
My leg was back to normal. It just took a couple of days to heal and I was back to being good as new. Derek of course never left my side during my time of need which I appreciated, even though he drove me nuts sometimes. He even picked up my school assignments for me while I was unable to attend my classes.
Suddenly I jumped hearing my phone go off.
"Ring, ring!"
I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed it as Derek eyed it questioningly.
"Hey Scott." I voiced, letting Derek know who it was.
"Hey man, I thought maybe we could hang out for a bit. I'll bring over some food." He replied.
"Food." I repeated, hearing my stomach grumble in response.
I hadn't eaten much during my healing process due to the pain and other distractions. Food definitely sounded very appealing to me.
"Okay, that sounds great. I'll see you in a few." I voiced before ending the call.
This was first time since healing from my injury that I got to spend some quality time with Scott. I was happy to have some other company besides Derek and my thoughts. I was also looking forward to attending school again. I was starting to feel like I was on house arrest.
"Stiles, I'm here!" Scott announced as he entered my house.
I came down the stairs in my grey sweat pants and red hoodie sweat shirt. Derek followed behind me in his leather jacket, t-shirt and jean pant combo.
A huge grin spread across my lips at the sight in front of me.
Scott placed a brown pizza box on the kitchen counter.
"Oh pizza, PIZZA." I voiced hungrily grabbing a big slice of cheese from the pie box.
I didn't bother to get a plate or napkin. I opened my mouth wide ready to devour the yummy slice. I took a good size bite, chewing it slowly, savoring the taste.
"Mmm, so good." I moaned completely on another level.
I looked over at Scott and Derek who were also in the kitchen, eyeing me strangely.
"Umm, would you and your pizza like to be alone?" Scott joked.
"What?" I muffled through my chews, clueless.
"Nothing dude." Scott chuckled, taking his plate of pizza with him out to the living room, leaving me and Derek alone.
I could hear the television being turned on from the other room and Scott flipping through the channels clearly trying to find something good to watch.
I finished my piece of pizza and then proceeded to lick some sauce that happened to fall on my hand. I smiled satisfied and looked back in Derek direction remembering I wasn't alone. Derek's expression was blank and his eyes pierced into mine.
I gulped sensing some tension in the room.
"Is it hot in here or is it just me?" I said jokingly trying to kill the awkward silence.
I watched as Derek walked slowly over to me, never changing his expression, never speaking and never breaking eye contact with me. My heart rate picked up in nervous anticipation.
Derek backed me up against the counter top. I gasped as my back hit the surface, feeling trapped. He made quick work pulling my sweats down along with my underpants and unzipped his jeans. Our mouths were inches away from each other. I could feel his warm breath hit my face. Our lips lightly brushed but we didn't kiss, we only exchanged breath and an intense gaze.
Derek gripped one of my legs bringing it around his waist as he entered me. I immediately grasped his leather jacket in need and squeezed my eyes shut on contact.
"Uh, Derek." I moaned as he started to fuck me right there in the kitchen.
I just prayed Scott wouldn't return to the kitchen anytime soon and find us in such a compromising position. Derek had his pants down to his knees, with his nice firm ass exposed and my pants were completely off.
I was sure to have a bruise on my lower back due to Derek's hips constantly pressing me up against the stove. I didn't care though; it would just be a sexy reminder of our time together.
"Oh fuck me." I groaned against his broad shoulder, digging me nails into his jacket, feeling the pleasure consume me.
Derek let out a groan, becoming more aggressive; He pulled my hands off his shoulders and placed them on the table top surface for me to balance myself that way. Then he took my leg that was wrapped around his waist into his hold, gripping it tightly and began to bring my leg up into his powerful thrust, trying to get deeper into me.
"Oh god," I gasped feeling all of him.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he continued to fuck me senseless in the kitchen. I could feel my end close. I could also feel Derek's end close too, by the look on his face, the heavy pants that escaped his mouth and the eager, sloppy thrusts.
I grabbed his ass and squeezed it as he continued to thrust into me. He growled under my touch. I pressed his ass into me with each new thrust, urging him on.
"Stiles." He gasped on a high.
Hearing my name come from his lips in pleasure excited me. I never heard my names leave his lips in such a way. It was all I needed to hear to cum hard.
"UHH!" I groaned meeting my end, exhausted.
After another thrust or two Derek reached his end as well and melted into me, leaning against my tired, somewhat limp body. We both concentrated on slowing our breathing and heart rates.
"So I take it, it was me that was hot." I said amused, enjoying the control I held for a change.
A small smile spread on Derek's lips only to vanish just as quickly as it had come.
"Shut up Stiles." Derek said stubbornly, as he stood up and pulled up his pants.
"It's okay to smile Derek. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." I teased, as I grabbed my own pants off the floor, sliding them back on.
Derek gave me a stern look in response but didn't say anything.
"Oh good, there is still some pizza left." Scott voiced, coming back into the room with an empty plate.
That was close.
"So Stiles, how are you feeling?" Scott asked as he placed another slice on his plate.
I glanced over at Derek and gave him a knowing smirk.
"Better now."
Derek snickered in response causing Scott to raise an eyebrow in question.
"Did I miss something here?" Scott asked, feeling left out.
"You could say that." I replied, chuckling.
"Oh god, this wouldn't have to do with you two getting it on a few minutes ago would it?" Scott said causing our chuckles to die all together.
I turned bright red and Derek's eyes grew big.
"Geez, you guys can't even wait till I leave to hook up?" Scott asked annoyed.
"I blame it on the pizza. I love it. I'm horny for pizza and apparently Derek is horny for me being horny for pizza." I claimed.
Derek rolled his eyes at my explanation.
"Dude, ewe! I don't want to hear this, and believe me, I heard it all." Scott stressed.
I felt my cheeks heat up from embarrassment.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"Wolf hearing bro. Why do you think I turned up the volume on the television? I was trying to drown out your sounds."
"Oh god, I'm never having sex again." I claimed, completely mortified.
"Let's not get drastic." Derek retorted, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Oh my god, you're already thinking about having sex again. Aren't you?" I voiced in shock.
"Come on guys, boundaries! I can't be a part of this weird sexual conversation you got going on. Stiles, I will see you at school tomorrow. Derek, I'll see you around." Scott said before heading out the door.
"Well that went well." I stated, before turning my attention back at the extra pizza on the counter.
"Hey Birthday Boy, are you excited about your birthday celebration?" I asked giving Scott's shoulder a pat as we walked down the hall at school.
"Sure, another year single and dealing with murderous creatures, what's not to love?" Scott said sarcastically.
Scott and Allison broke up for what seemed like the one hundredth time. He had been single for a whole month and absolutely miserable. My plan was to change that for him or at least try to get him out mingling again, instead of moping around like a sad little puppy dog.
"Oh come on, let's go out tonight and have some fun. I'm taking you out, my treat. We are going to go somewhere and have some fun." I announced, giving Scott a side hug, trying to lighten the mood.
My smile faded as I saw Charlie come down the hall towards us.
"Hey stiles. Happy Birthday Scott." He voiced while passing by.
"Thanks Charlie." Scott replied giving him a small smile in return.
"You think you should invite Charlie to the celebration?" Scott asked as we reached our next class.
"Hell no! Forget that kid. It's just going to be me and you, one on one, guy's night type of thing." I stressed, taking my seat next to Scott.
"Dude, what's your problem with this Charlie guy?"
"I don't like him; there is something wrong with him."
"What do you mean? He seems perfect." Scott stated.
"Exactly, who do you know that is perfect?" I challenged.
Scott paused for a moment and thought it over.
"Okay, you have a good point there but…" Scott trailed off as the teacher entered the room.
"But what?" I whispered back.
"Don't you think your making this a bit personal?"
"Personal?"
"Yeah, about your dad and him." Scott replied, as our teacher began her lecture shutting off our conversation and leaving me in my thoughts.
"Wow, this is a jumping place. What do you think man?" I asked Scott as we entered the night club I picked out to celebrate his birthday at.
I bobbed my head to the techno music that blasted in the club as we scanned the joint.
"Uh Stiles, I know you said this would be a guy's night but I didn't actually know you might it was be a GUY'S NIGHT." Scott said over the loud music.
"What do you mean?" I asked clueless.
"Stiles this is a gay club." Scott announced.
"What, what are you talking about? There is a woman right over there." I responded, pointing her out in the distance.
"Dude, she has an Adam's apple."
"What, seriously?" I asked, squinting, trying to get a better look at her.
"It didn't sound like a gay club." I voiced, trying to defend my choice of clubs.
"What is the name of this club?" Scott asked feeling uncomfortable.
"Behind Closed Doors." I said slowly suddenly putting two and two together.
"Dude, seriously?"
"Well, the club was suggested to me, how was I supposed to know it was a gay club?" I said in defense.
"Who suggested it?"
"Danny."
"Oh, only the gay guy in our class, and you didn't think anything of it?" Scott asked in disbelief.
I just shrug not knowing what to say, somewhat speechless. There were guys everywhere. Small ones, big ones, masculine ones, feminine ones, guys dressed up like women, guys dressed up in costumes. You name it, it was there.
"Come on, let's get out of here." Scott voiced leading the way to the exit.
We walked passed the man I thought was a woman on the way out. I stopped in my tracks and stared at her-his face in amazement.
"Hey, great job on the makeup." I said giving her the thumbs up.
"Oh thanks honey." She said in a manly voice.
"Come on." Scott stressed, dragging me out of the club.
"That was so embarrassing! Imagine if someone from school saw us here and word got back to Allison." Scott said in frustration.
"Well, I guess Allison would think that you move on…to a different team." I replied, somewhat amused.
"Stiles this isn't funny. This is officially the worst birthday ever."
"Dude come on, how can you say that? The night isn't even over yet."
"Yes, it is. I'm over it. I'm ready to go home." Scott announced getting back into the car.
"Don't be such a sour wolf. Now, this might be the craziness in me talking here but we are already here. Why not just go inside and go with the flow? We can get a little drink and dance a bit and have fun, now what do you say?" I asked with a cheesy smile on my face.
"You're insane." Scott voiced, shaking his head as he shut the car door.
"That's what you love about me." I replied excited Scott was actually going to consider my idea.
"One drink, I'm not dancing." Scott declared, walking back to the entrance with me.
"Works for me."
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