Wow again awesome response guys. Keep the idea's flowing.

I'm sorry I didn't update this weekend. I had my Christmas work dinner and the less said about that the better.

No spanking this chapter, or the next but guess what Stiles wants for Christmas…will he get it through?

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Ed Stilinski was already in his study on Tuesday afternoon. Stiles gave his dad a hug and sat on the corner of his desk, nosing through papers and asking endless questions.

'Have you been behaving for Derek?' Ed interrupted. Stiles nodded.

'He has.' Derek said from the doorway. Stiles turned to grin at his bodyguard for a second before turning back to his dad.

'I'm a perfect angel.' Stiles said giving his megawatt smile.

'In that case I'll allow Tuesday study session to go ahead.' Ed returned the smile. Stiles immediately tugged his phone from his pocket and texted his friends to let them know they were allowed over before he was out of the room.

'What's this about studying?' Derek asked as he followed Stiles to his bedroom.

'On Tuesdays and Thursdays we have a group study session, if anyone can be bothered to show. I didn't go to Tuesdays last week at Lydia's and Thursday was cancelled due to the party at Allison's.'

'I want them to be here for the foreseeable future.' Derek said as Stiles flopped onto his bed. His fingers flew over the keys on his phone. When he was finished he dropped it beside him and looked at Derek.

'Can we talk?' Stiles asked.

'Of course.' Derek said sitting on the edge of the bed.

'What are we? Is it like friends with benefits or are you my boyfriend or how do we describe us, because I'm not a good secret keeper, especially when I can't sit still and Jackson wants to blow me.'

'So let him blow you.' Derek said. 'If that's what you want.'

'Won't you punish me?' Stiles asked.

'Probably, depends on the circumstances.' Derek said.

'Do you want to punish me?'

'I want you to be happy. I want you to have what you need, to get what you need.' Derek said lying across the bottom of the bed. 'Do you want me to be your boyfriend?'

'I like you, I'm in like with you. I don't know how I feel.'

'Well let's call me your boyfriend and we'll think about our feelings as we go. If it turns out we're not compatible like that then we'll stop.'

'Just like that?' Stiles asked frowning.

'Stiles, I like you too. I can be possessive, but I'm also open minded. Like I said the other day, if you want to fuck someone else, within reason, just ask. I may say no, I may demand you do it in front of me, hell I may join in. I might even tell you to go ahead without me, but I can't see it. If you want a blowjob from Jackson I want to see it. If you let him blow you without asking me I will punish you.'

'Like the other night when you didn't let me cum for ages?'

'Like that, maybe more. It all depends on my mood.'

Stiles licked his lips and crawled down the bed until he was nosing the v of Derek's t-shirt, his lips kissing the hot flesh there. 'I'll tell them tonight, that you're my boyfriend.'

'I wonder how they'll react.' Derek asked as he wrapped an arm around Stiles and rolled, pulling Stiles to lie on his chest. 'I love your mouth.' His voice was husky. He brushed his thumb on the corner of Stiles mouth. 'I'm going to fuck it until you're throats all loose and sloppy and that cheeky voice of yours is all rough and sexy.'

'I'd like that too.' Stiles said kissing Derek. Stiles ran his fingers over Derek's smooth cheeks. 'Can I ask a favour?'

'Ask away.' Derek said locking his fingers on the small of Stiles' back.

'Will you not shave like this? I liked how you looked this morning.'

'A favour for a favour.' Derek said.

'Ok.' Stiles grinned.

Derek licked his lips and looked thoughtful. 'Let your hair grow, that way I'll have something to bury my fingers in when I'm fucking you.'

'Deal.' Stiles said kissing Derek.

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Jackson arrived first, snowflakes sitting in his hair as he stomped through the back door. Stiles grinned at him and Jackson smiled back softly, his bag slung over his shoulder, his red scarf tucked around his neck. 'Fuck you're gorgeous.' Stiles said as he snapped a picture with his phone.

'You know it baby.' Jackson said.

'The fires lit in the den, I'm just getting drinks.' Stiles said. Jackson nodded and removed his coat and boots. Derek was on the sofa, his legs spread as he played with Stiles' iPad. Jackson paused and frowned but Stiles just ignored him, handing Derek a mug of hot chocolate and sitting beside him. Jackson sat on the other side of Stiles draping his legs over Stiles' lap. His feet touched Derek's thigh but Derek didn't react.

'What are you doing?' Stiles asked Derek, his cheek touching Derek's shoulder briefly.

'Emailing Laura.'

'Is Laura your girlfriend?' Jackson asked.

'Sister.' Derek answered. They heard someone come through the back door. It turned out to be a very pissed off looking Lydia.

'That jerk McCall skipped me over for some fuck bunny.' She snapped. The snow in her red hair was already starting to melt as she worked her boots off and dumped her bags beside the sofa. She sat on Jackson's lap and reached over to kiss both boys hello. 'Do we have to study? Couldn't we just hang out? Classes are starting to wrap for Christmas now and we've done our exams.'

'You do realise I'm only allowed you guys over on the condition that we're studying.' Stiles said.

'Derek won't tell will you?' Lydia asked snuggling into Stiles and pushing him closer to Derek.

'Depends on what's in it for me.' Derek answered glancing her way.

'I'm sure you and Stiles can work something out.' Lydia smirked. Derek went back to his email.

'Are we staying here tonight?' Jackson asked.

'If you want.' Derek answered. Stiles watched as he sent the email. Derek set the iPad on the coffee table then draped his arm around Stiles shoulders. 'Where will you sleep?' He asked conversationally.

'Where we always sleep.' Jackson said boldly.

'So all of you sleep in Stiles' bed?' Derek asked.

Jackson shrugged. 'Scott doesn't, he goes to a spare room.'

'Why am I not surprised you have threesomes.' Derek muttered. Stiles just grinned and leaned closer to Derek. 'You can sleep in our bed tonight as long as you keep your hands to yourself.' Derek agreed. Stiles looked up at him with a smile on his lips and Jackson gaped as they kissed softly.

Stiles pulled away and looked at his friends. Jackson just stared, and Stiles thought he detected a flash of hurt in his eyes. Lydia grinned gleefully clapping her hands together. Of course she would get off on something like this.

Hours later Derek followed Stiles into the bathroom as Jackson and Lydia got ready for bed. He kissed his boyfriends lips and pressed him into the door. 'When things get more settled between us I'll watch you fuck them some time, then I'll show them how beautiful you are when you ride me, and only me.' Stiles groaned, but he wasn't sure if it was the thought of Derek watching him while he fucked his friends or riding Derek in front of them.

'That would be hot.' Stiles said.

'Do you want me to fuck you while they wait in our bed for us?' Derek asked.

'Oh fuck yes.' Stiles moaned pressing his face into Derek's neck. They were interrupted by the noise of Derek's cell in his pocket. Derek kept his body pressed against Stiles as he answered the phone. The conversation started calmly but went downhill with frantic questions from Derek who was pulling away from Stiles.

'What happened to her, how did this happen. Where the hell were you? Do they know what's wrong with her? What hospital is she in? Book me a flight I'm coming right away.' Derek snapped hanging up.

'What's wrong?'

'My sister just collapsed and was taken into hospital. They're doing tests. That was my Uncle.' Derek said running a hand through his hair.

'Ok, calm down. Are you going to New York?'

'Yes.'

'For how long?' Stiles asked.

'I don't know.' Derek admitted.

'But it's almost Christmas.' Stiles said quietly. He didn't realise how much he wanted Derek around until that moment, and this had only started a few days ago.

'I'll call you ok.' Derek said. 'Stiles you have to behave. I'll get a friend to keep an eye on you, but you have to do as you're told. Don't give me any more stress than I already have.'

Stiles didn't know what to say as he watched Derek grab a few things in the bathroom before heading back into the bedroom. Lydia and Jackson tried to look like they hadn't been eavesdropping as Derek gathered a few bits and pieces. His cell rang again and he answered it, getting details of his flight.

'Ok, my flights in two hours. I have to go baby. Be good.' Derek said kissing Stiles mouth again and pressing a thumb under Stiles jaw. 'Go to bed.' Derek said nodding to the two teenagers in the bed. 'You two look after him.'

And Derek was away.

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What's Stiles going to get up to without Derek? Want a hint? He's going to skip the last day of school to find the perfect Christmas gift for Derek! I've already got one gift planned for them; any suggestions for further gifts are welcome!