Guys, can you believe this is chapter 9 already? I can't. I just wanna say thank you to everyone who has been with me since the beginning, and even those of you who just hopped on the bandwagon. I'm just happy that you're here, reading with me. Enjoy this chapter!
Chapter 9
Derek had had a great time at the party. Such a great time in fact, that he couldn't even wait to get back to the city to fuck Stiles. He pulled over on the side of the road, and parked in a secluded part of the rest stop to get down to business in the back seat of his car.
Stiles didn't mind at all, hell he was really happy. Derek had loosened up after the blowjob, and the next day had been really fun. They had gone for a 'hike' in the woods behind Lydia's house. It was really just an excuse for Derek to get Stiles alone so he could grope and kiss him shamelessly without the chance of being caught.
When they got back to the city things continued as they had for the next two months. Stiles continued his relationship with Danny, more out of keeping up the façade then for the actual relationship. Whenever they had sex, the instances were few and in between, Stiles was either on his stomach, on riding Danny facing away, trying to pretend it was Derek fucking him. It usually didn't work, and he ended up jerking himself off after Danny went to sleep to an image of Derek.
Things were getting more and more tense between them too, but if Danny had a problem with it he said nothing. The only one who said anything was Scott. Or more like he didn't say anything. He just sent Stiles disapproving glares whenever they hung out with Danny. Looks that plainly said,
"Stiles, this relationship is over, end it before it gets even worse. It's kind of pathetic to watch."
Of course Stiles knew Scott wasn't trying to be mean, he was just being the best friend that Stiles needed in a time like this. Even if he didn't like what Scott had to say he knew it was only for his own benefit.
He just hoped that Derek was having a better time with Kate.
Derek wasn't having a better time with Kate. In fact, it was worse. Because she was almost seven pregnant, and everything was going to fuck. He knew that he couldn't continue on with Stiles after the baby was born, and he couldn't just leave Kate to deal with his child. And it was completely destroying him, because he knew he was getting in way too deep with Stiles. He was drowning.
One night, around seven months into their affair he texted Stiles to come over to his apartment.
have a surprise. come over
Stiles didn't respond, but Derek knew he had gotten the text message, because no later than fifteen minutes later he heard knocking at his front door. Smiling he opened it and saw Stiles standing there, hands shoved into his pockets and looking at the ceiling without interest. When Derek pulled him inside he smiled and said excitedly,
"So, what's my surprise? I literally ran over here." Derek laughed and responded quietly,
"Why don't you go to the bedroom and we'll find out?" Stiles grinned widely and said happily,
"Oh, so it's a sexy times surprise? Is it handcuffs? How about toys? God, the possibilities are endless!" He practically ran to Derek's bedroom, stopping in shock when he saw what was propped against the far wall. Mouth dropping open he whispered,
"Derek, where the fuck did you find a mirror that big?" The older man smiled and wrapped his arms around Stiles' waist before nuzzling his neck and saying,
"An extra from the rooms in my office. I decided it could be of much better use here then sitting in storage." Mouthing down Stiles' neck he locked eyes with the younger man in the mirror and whispered huskily,
"I'm going to fuck you in front of it. So you can watch yourself. See what I see." Stiles' breathing stuttered and he moaned softly, pushing himself back against Derek, feeling the hardness of his erection pressing against his ass.
Pulling Stiles around Derek kissed him hard on the mouth, hands going to the hem of his shirt to pull it up and over his head. Stiles smiled and unbuttoned his jeans as Derek rid himself of his own shirt. Keeping his eyes on Derek's Stiles sank to his knees, tugging Derek's jeans down along with his boxer briefs, releasing his already half hard cock.
Placing his hands on Derek's hips lightly Stiles kept eye contact as he took the head in his mouth, sucking on it lightly, tonguing the slit for the precum leaking from it. Derek groaned and bucked his hips forward, trying to fuck the other's mouth, but Stiles wasn't having that. He pulled off with an obscene 'pop' and hit Derek's hip with an open fist.
With a strand of saliva connecting his lips to Derek's cock the older man didn't argue, just wanting that mouth back on him. He groaned at Stiles' slow pace, but allowed it, watching as the other's mouth slowly worked down his length, throat muscles fluttering around his dick. His tongue teased the head and ran up and down the sides, pulling off with a confused face as Derek tugged on his shirt.
After he was off Derek hauled him up kissing him roughly as he stepped out of his jeans and shoved hands down the front of Stiles' to palm his cock.
Spinning the shorter man around to face the mirror again he kneeled behind him and pulled Stiles' jeans and underwear off. Spreading his cheeks with both hands he leaned forward and licked a stripe up Stiles' hole, listening to the keen Stiles made in response. Opening the bottle of lube he had on hand he smeared three of his fingers before slipping on inside of Stiles with no resistance. Covering the small of Stiles' back with kisses and bites Derek prepared him quickly and effectively, reaching for a condom to roll down his cock. A hand stopped him and he looked into Stiles' eyes as he questioned,
"Stiles?" The younger man shook his head, pulling Derek back up and plastering him along his back. Leaning back he whispered,
"I want you in me Derek. All of you, without the condom. Please." Derek kissed his neck softly and responded,
"Are you sure? You don't have to, not if you don't want to." Grinding himself back on Derek's erection Stiles moaned lowly and said with confidence,
"I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't sure. I want it. I trust you. Please." Derek nodded and nudged Stiles' legs apart, widening his stance, so he could slip up and into him.
The larger man moaned loudly, resting his head on the back of Stiles' neck. Being inside of Stiles without a condom separating them was….was something words could describe for either of them.
Stiles could feel everything. Every ridge, every vein, every single part of Derek that was inside him, without the separation of latex. It was an intimacy Stiles hadn't experienced with anyone else, even Danny. Leaning his head back so it rested next to Derek's neck he whispered throatily,
"Derek…I…..I….." The older man's hands caressed the younger's midsection as he murmured,
"I know Stiles. I know." He nuzzled the younger lightly and pulled his hips back, thrusting softly, barely leaving the other's body at all, until Stiles clenched around him and Derek couldn't contain himself. The shorter man whimpered and laced his fingers through Derek's, holding the man to him as he thrust into the willing body.
Derek's strength was about the only thing holding the other man up, as he was having trouble standing right. He groaned when Stiles tightened around him, hips stuttering lightly. His hands snaked around to Stiles' front, wrapping around his cock and sliding up and down it with his fist in time to his thrusts.
Stiles was blatantly trying to get Derek to speed up his thrusts, but Derek kept his pace steady, keeping it slow and even. He whimpered when Derek hit his sweet spot, wiggling his hips to get the angle that would help him hit it again.
Slowing his thrusts until he was simply inside of Stiles, Derek walked backwards until he was sitting on the edge of his bed, Stiles rocking on top of him.
The two locked gazes in the mirror and the expression in Derek's eyes was a mix of passion and lust and something that was so tender it made Stiles' heart clench and swell until it pressed against his ribs, making it difficult for him to breathe properly. He was all too aware of what it was, but he was too consumed with the sensations of pleasure Derek was giving him that he couldn't bring himself to care too much.
His hips stuttered as Derek's rhythm changed, thrusting harder and deeper, barely even leaving his body, and grinding over his sweet spot more them hitting it. One of his hands snaked to Stiles' front, wrapping around his shaft and dragging his fist up and down in time to their thrusts. The smaller man whined, grinding down harshly as he said,
"Fuck Derek. I'm-" he cut off with a broken moan as he clenched around Derek, white painting his stomach and Derek hand as he came. The older man grabbed Stiles' hips, thrusting blindly for his own completion. Stiles groaned at the stimulation he was receiving and whined when he felt Derek come inside of him.
Not relinquishing his hold on Stiles' body Derek maneuvered them so that they were spooning. As their breathing calmed and the racing hearts slowed Stiles felt Derek wrap an arm around his waist and nuzzle his neck. His eyes slid shut and as he drifted to sleep he heard Derek mumble,
"I love you too Stiles." His heart clenched and swelled as he drifted away, happy that he was with Derek. Happy that he was with someone who knew, even without Stiles saying anything, how the younger man felt.
The shrill ringing of a cell phone pulled Derek out of his sleep. Rubbing the fog from his eyes he glanced at the clock and wondered to himself,
"Who the fuck is calling me at 3 in the godamned morning?"
Glancing down at Stiles, asleep on his chest he smiled and leaned down to kiss his forehead before reaching over and flipping his phone to his ear.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end was professional, and that instantly worried Derek.
"Hello. Is this a Mr. Derek Hale?" Sitting up in bed he made a face that he knew the person couldn't see as he responded,
"Yes, this is he. Who is this?" A sigh. Before the woman's voice continued,
"My name is Melissa McCall. I work at the Presbyterian University Hospital of Columbia and Cornell. I'm calling on behalf of a Katherine Argent? She listed you as her emergency contact. Boyfriend?" Shaking his head Derek stated,
"Yeah, but why are you calling me? What's going on?" Melissa sighed again and said,
"Ms. Argent came in around twelve thirty this morning complaining of severe abdominal pain. Seeing as she is seven months pregnant we assumed early contractions, which turned out to be true. She's in labor Mr. Hale. And there isn't anything we can do to prevent it." Derek vaulted out of bed, not caring about Stiles getting jostled, pulling on his jeans and a t-shirt. He was yelling into the phone as he said,
"What?! I'm on my way right now. I'll be there in ten minutes." Stiles was rubbing his eyes and looking at Derek with a confused face as he mumbled,
"What is going on Der?" Derek didn't have the time to explain to him he simply shouted behind him as he ran from the apartment,
"No time to explain. I'll call or text you! Bye!" He felt kind of bad for leaving Stiles there, but Kate was in labor. Holy shit, Kate was in labor. Kate was in labor, as in 'he was going to be a father tonight' labor. He didn't even bother hailing cab. They were unreliable, and he could get there faster if he ran anyways.
True to his words, little less them fifteen minutes after his phone call. Sliding to a stop in front of the emergency room desk he said Kate's name and a middle aged woman with dark skin and black curls came out saying,
"You're Derek?" Nodding he tried to catch his breath as she said,
"Follow me. We need to get you scrubbed up if you're going anywhere near Kate and that baby." He hurried to keep up with her quick pace, throwing on the light green scrubs that she threw at him and washing his hands in a sink right outside of the room where he could hear Kate groaning.
Melissa gave him a sympathetic look before saying quietly,
"She wasn't fully dilated until about half an hour ago. She was bleeding when she first got in here, and from what I know things haven't gotten any better." Derek looked at her with wide eyes and she held her hands up saying softly,
"I just want you to be prepared for what you see when you go in there, that's all." He nodded and pulled his face mask up before walking in to see Kate up on the table, legs spread wide with a doctor and a few nurses huddled together in between them. She saw him and reached blindly for his hand, which he gave willingly.
Her hair was matted with sweat, and she was pale and flushed all at the same time. Breathing deeply she joked,
"Thought you weren't going to make it Derek. Cutting it a little bit close, don't you think?" Derek smirked and said,
"Yeah, well you know me. Always waiting until the last second." She nodded and then grimaced as another contraction rippled through her. Clutching his hand tightly she gave another push as one of the nurses said excitedly,
"I can see the head!" After that it all went really fast. The monitor hooked to her chest to check her heart rate went haywire, and the doctor and nurses raced into action, pushing Derek out of the way until he wasn't at her side anymore. Melissa had to hold him back as the team worked quickly and efficiently to try and save one of the patients in the room. It was either going to be Kate or the baby, but it couldn't be both.
Then, there she was. Even though she was a month and a half premature she was perfect. Dark hair, and when she opened them Derek saw his own eyes peering out at him. And what a set of lungs on her. They only pressed her into his hands for a moment before whisking her away to the baby room, but it had been more than enough. He had a daughter. They had a daughter. And the woman who helped bring her into the world was slowly fading on the table.
The doctor and nurses allowed him his moment with her while she was still with them. Holding both her hands in his he took a deep breath and kissed her forehead softly as he whispered,
"Goddammit Kate. She is so perfect, and so beautiful." Laughing softly she said quietly,
"I would expect nothing less from two people as hot as us." Her soft laughter seemed to take a lot out of her, if the heart rate monitor had anything to say about it. Pressing on hand to his cheek she said quietly,
"Make sure she grows up good Derek. She needs her father. She needs you." Placing his hand on top of hers he let a tear fall as he whispered,
"No, she needs us." Kate shook her head and shrugged saying,
"Well, that's not going to happen, is it? I'm glad though. I'm glad that it was my life for hers. I'd rather it be this way then the other." Derek was full on crying now, and Kate wiped a few away before joking,
"C'mon you big baby. Don't be like that. She'll be fine. You'll be fine. I prom-" He held her hands as she finally faded, the line on the monitor going flat.
Hands shoved into his pockets Derek stood outside of the incubator room, watching two nurses fuss over the newborn baby girl. His newborn baby girl. Melissa walked over holding a clipboard and a pen saying quietly,
"I know that right now you need some time, and so does she, but you need to fill this out." It was her birth certificate. Kate's slot as mother would always be empty of her signature, instead having a neatly printed name on the line. Blankly he signed his name on the father line and for her name he wrote down a name he hadn't been crazy about, but Kate had loved. Eva. Eva Rose Hale.
Not bothering to look at the nurse he handed it back and she nodded, leaving him to watch his daughter. Looking away from the infant that would soon be in his care he dialed a number on his cell phone and waited for the receiver to pick up. Without waiting for a greeting he said in a no nonsense voice,
"Laura, I don't care if you are in Pairs, or Milan, or Beijing. I honestly couldn't give a shit. You need to come home right the fuck now, because I am way in over my head. You have got no idea."
And when he took one look at Eva, yawning before turning over in her incubator, he knew then that it couldn't be closer to the truth.
Boom. You're all welcome. I literally wrote this in one night. It just came to me. I wasn't meaning to kill Kate, it just happened. And Stiles and Derek have used the "L" word. Ah! And now there's a baby, and Laura's coming back. Yeah bitches. Who's excited for the next chapter?
~Shannon
