Sorry it's short. I wanted to write alot more but my compute broke so i had to do this on someone else'.
Hopefully my computer will stop being a b**** so I can continue writing.
"So yeah. I mean it was like so long ago and he is actually a great guy when you get to know him and stuff. Just giv-"
"Stiles, be quiet." Stiles shut his mouth when told, heart beating hard in his chest despite the calm demeanor he presented. His palms were slick with sweat, his mind thinking over time as he tried to read his father's blank expression. He was really starting to regret mentioning the fact that he was dating Derek to his dad. But hey, he was eighteen now and things were changing, he was moving into Derek's place, and after a year of dating, it was about time the sheriff was updated on Stiles' life.
"Derek Hale..." He muttered to himself, obviously thinking something over in his head as he stare absently at the glass of water. "Have you had sex yet?" Stiles felt his cheeks redden, sputtering unintelligible words as he stared wide eyed at his dad.
"Wh-why woul-"
"Yep, you guys had sex." Stiles' dad muttered to himself. Stiles flailed his arms, disbelieving of how easily he was being labeled. Though, what that label read, he wasn't sure.
"Also, I'm moving in with him..." Stiles trailed, face scrunched up in anticipation. The sheriff slowly began to stand, walking over to Stiles and motioning for him to do the same. All of a sudden they were hugging, Stiles confused as hell as he hugged his dad back.
"I still love you, no matter what. Though, the fact you slept with him before you were of age is something I don't think I like very much, but I'll try to look past the fact that my son is a hoe."
"Dad!" Stiles half yelled in disbelief, pulling back to see his father smirking at him.
"Sorry, I meant exclusive hoe." Stiles smiled, rolling his eyes.
"Wow, thanks." Stiles retorted, pulling fully out of his dad's embrace. "Does this mean you're okay with me and Derek?" Stiles asked worriedly. His dad looked at him like he was an idiot before smiling and resting a hand on his shoulder.
"Why wouldn't I be? You're an adult, I can't tell you who you can date anymore. But, I still want to meet him." The sheriff said pointedly. Stiles smiled, pulling his father into the a hug.
"Thanks dad." Stiles whispered, a weight coming off his chest.
"Yeah, yeah. Can I go to work now?" Stiles let out a short laugh before letting his father go.
Driving up the familiar dirt road, Stiles parked in front of Derek's place, hopping out of his jeep.
"Derek!" Stiles yelled, obnoxiously as he entered the house, knowing damn well that the alpha was home. Walking into the dark living room, he fumbled for the switch only to find himself being pulled back.
"I just had a mini heart attack!" Stiles gasped, clutching his fastly beating chest as Derek nuzzled his neck, kissing the mole there.
"Sorry." Derek muttered against the teen's skin, hands roaming the expanse of skin under Stiles' chest. Stiles rolled his eyes, twisting around in Derek's hold to kiss him on the lips.
"Sure you are." Stiles mumbled against Derek's lips before deepening the kiss, feeling Derek's tongue clash with his. He could taste chocolate on the wolf's tongue, making him smirk into the kiss. "I thought Debbies weren't healthy." Stiles smirked, looking pointedly at Derek.
"I blame you." Derek said, biting teasingly at Stiles bottom lip. Stiles smiled even more as Derek picked him up, Stiles wrapping his legs around Derek's waist as he was pressed up to a near by wall. Stiles let out a moan when Derek rolled his hips into him, causing his pants to become suddenly tight. Carding a hand through Derek's hair, Stiles tugged at it, licking his lips as Derek growled into his skin.
The kisses became sloppy and hungry. Both of them having shed their shirts, now working on pants. Stiles quickly undid Derek's buckle, the wolf sucking at Stiles exposed chest. Stiles gasped at the sudden tingling sensation in his groin, Derek having taken a hold of his length. Stiles let go of Derek's pants, nails digging into Derek's back as said wolf began to jerk him off. Derek growled in pleasure, speeding his strokes as they slowly slid down the wall, ending up on the floor.
Letting go of Stiles' length, Derek moved to shed off his own pants, both of them naked in front of the entrance. Sliding up Stiles body, Derek kissed the boy had on the lips, hips grinding into Stiles. Stiles gasped in pleasure, eyes fluttering close as Derek moved down his body, leaving a trail of kisses.
"Fuck..." Stiles gasped as Derek took him in his mouth, tongue licking up the shaft. Derek licked teasingly at the base, kissing the head before taking Stiles back in his mouth.
"Derek...I need you now." Stiles groaned, watching as Derek licked his fingers before pressing two of them to his sensitive hole, working him in a scissoring motion. Stiles moaned, moving his hips, begging for more. Lining himself with Stiles, Derek slowly began to disappear into Stiles, watching the way Stiles bit his lip, eye closed.
"More." Stiles breathed, moving his hips so that Derek was deeper inside of him. Derek complied, moving in and out of Stiles faster, feeling Stiles tighten around him as he slammed into the boy. Stiles moaned loudly, hands tight around Derek's biceps as he felt himself close to cumming.
Stiles shuddered in pleasure, feeling himself release in coordination with Derek's release, feeling a warm fullness deep inside him. Derek pulled out of Stiles, laying next to the teen as they both tried to regain some sort of calmed breathing. Derek wrapped an arm around Stiles, both of them naked.
"Batman couldn't even top that." Stiles breathed, a smile on his face as he felt Derek's warm chest against his back. Derek huffed a chuckle rolling his eyes as he brought Stiles closer to him. They were like that for a good amount of time, naked until Stiles couldn't find himself comfortable like that anymore.
Buttoning up his pants, Derek doing the same, both of them back to back, Stiles suddenly remembered something.
"My dad knows about us." Stiles blurted, turning to see Derek's back still, muscles visibly tensing.
"I thought we were going to tell him together." Stiles rolled his eyes at that.
"Well that plan went to hell when you refused to do so for the fifth time." Stiles retorted, crossing his arms. Derek frowned, though he knew Stiles was right. "It's alright though. He's okay with us being an us. He even wants to meet you." Stiles said, sounding all happy, as he took a hold of Derek's hands, swinging them around. For a strange moment, Derek reminded Stiles of a sock monkey.
"He wants to meet me?" Derek asked incredulously. Stiles nodded his head, smirking at the way Derek's eyes widened.
"Don't worry, he won't kill you or hurt you... I think." Derek rolled his eyes at that.
"Wow, that's reassuring." Stiles simply smiled, before remembering something else.
"He called me a hoe too." Derek frowned at that, confused.
"Why?"
"Because, that's what you are when you have sex before being of age apparently." Derek seized up at that, chest flooded with anxiety.
"He knows we have sex?"
"Yeah... But don't worry. He's cool with it." Stiles rushed, seeing the way Derek was stating to panic.
"How do you know?" Derek asked, still disturbed.
"Because I'm exclusively your hoe." Stiles smirked, kissing Derek. Derek relaxed slightly into the kiss, still a little antsy about meeting his father. "Besides, you shouldn't worry. I'll be there to back you up." Stiles said reassuringly. Derek huffed a relieved sigh, wrapping an arm around Stiles waist.
"You better...hoe." Derek muttered, kissing Stiles harder. Stiles smirked, kissing back. Everything was going to be fine.
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Thanx!