Author's Note: Here is the new chapter! It's starts to get more intense from here on out-In more than one way. I appreciate all the love you guys have been giving me and thank you for all the reviews! Just be warned that there is smut in this chapter. So if you don't like it-well, if you don't I'm not entirely sure the Sterek fandom is for you. I hope you guys enjoy it. It is also, my very first real smut scene. I hope I did well! Enjoy!
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Chapter 10: Taste
Derek
"Long time no see baby." Kate said, moving into Derek's classroom. Derek watched her as she moved in front of him. She leaned forward, bracing her arms against Derek's desk.
Derek was stuck for words, in some sort of a stupor. So much had just happened in literally a minute and he didn't even know where to begin to even process. Kate, his ex is standing in front of him, the same person who cheated on him and made his life miserable. This very same person who Derek was convinced was actually a sociopath had just seen him and his student kiss, in his classroom, during school hours.
Derek was royally fucked.
"Kate." Derek managed to say, cringing at how tight his voice was, like he was struggling to even speak.
"I was expecting a better hello than that, but I guess from the show I just saw, that won't be happening." Derek was having trouble placing his emotions right now. He was still channelling some initial shock, but the anger Derek had for this woman started to flare up in his chest. He was trying to contain himself because Kate knew about Stiles, he had to be smart and not push the woman.
One thing that was important was that she wasn't intimating Derek, like he knew she was trying to do. She always thought that she had Derek wrapped around her finger, she had—in a way, but he knew the difference. He knew when she was trying to manipulate him into doing something, but the sad thing is that he did it anyways, which is something Derek will probably be ashamed of for the rest of his life. The point was that Kate thought she had Derek wrapped around her finger, but he could have easily unwrapped himself and he did.
"Sorry to disappoint Kate. What are you doing here?" Derek finally found his voice. He was so over all the drama, the self loathing he put himself through for this woman and moved on, too much better things. Having her standing in front of him again was something he wanted to avoid at all costs. He just needed to find out what she wanted exactly and send her on her way.
"I'm just here to catch up with an old flame—we left things a little rough the last time we saw each other." Derek snorted.
"You were fucking another man in our bed." Kate pushed back from the desk and started to walk slowly around the classroom. Looking at how Derek had the walls decorated, art works from students and stuff he had seen around town.
"People make mistakes Derek." She said flippantly. Derek knew she never really felt any guilt for what she did. It was about her needs and that was all that mattered, nothing like morals, trust or respect got between that.
"How many times did you make that same mistake Kate?" She chuckled.
"How many times do you think?" Derek knew it wasn't just a one-time thing. He knew there were others, but didn't want to know any details. At the time he was so disgusted in himself he had gathered all his things, found a place to live and got every test known to man to make sure he hadn't caught anything.
"What do you really want Kate?" Derek really wanted for her to cut to the chase. Find out what she wanted, deny her and then get her to leave.
"I told you what I was here for. I wanted to reconnect with an old flame." Derek actually grimaced at what she was implying. Derek wouldn't touch her now if she was the only woman on earth and she knew that. She was here for something else.
"I've known you long enough to know the difference. Don't play me for a fool." She stopped pacing the classroom, a smirk on her face.
"I've already done that, remember?" Derek breathed deeply; he needed to be in control. He handled everything before like a mature adult, he could do it now.
"Get out of my classroom." Derek ended up snarling, so much for control. Kate looked a little taken back. She had never seen Derek angry. In the two years they were together, they barely fought and when they did, Derek was always cool and collected. He was above giving her the satisfaction then, but now he really wasn't. He was a different person then and if she didn't leave soon, she'd know the person he really was, because the person he was now didn't have time for people like Kate.
"If I don't?" She questioned, picking up a meter stick from the chalk board on the side of the classroom.
"Are you going to bend me over, smack my ass until it's red and swollen?" She smirked and continued.
"Pretend like I am one of your students." She put her hands against the wall and stuck her ass out. Derek couldn't help the laugh that escaped from his lips, this was becoming so ridiculous he couldn't help but not find it funny.
"Is that the UNF you were missing Kate?" She pushed herself back from the wall, annoyance written across her face. Derek knew she was irritated with the fact she wasn't getting under his skin.
"Did you want me to punish you? Tie you up like some wild animal? Redden your ass till you couldn't sit down." He said between chuckles, feeling the satisfaction that he was getting to her and not the other way around.
"I said get out Kate." Derek said again, motioning towards the door and going back to the work on his desk, shaking his head.
"Which desk does he sit in?" Derek sighed and looked up, watching her take a seat directly in Stiles' seat.
"Who?" Kate rolled her eyes.
"Don't play stupid Derek; we both know you're not." She motioned towards all the desks.
"Where does the jailbait you have seemed to have gone gay for sit?" Derek shrugged. He wasn't going to answer any question concerning Stiles.
"I shouldn't be surprised that you'd end up liking men. You always did prefer me on my hands and knees." Kate pushed herself up from her chair and headed back towards the front where Derek was sitting.
"What do you want Kate?" Derek asked again.
"You." She stated simply. Derek gaped at her from a moment. She wasn't serious? There was no way she was serious.
"You're joking right?" Derek asked in disbelief.
"Does it seem like I am joking?" She questioned, her tone serious.
"Why would I ever get back with you?" Derek asked bluntly. Derek would rather be alone for the rest of his life then ever be with Kate again.
"Because you'll keep your job." Derek sighed; here were the threats. He was wondering how long it was going to take for this to come out.
"Be with me and I won't tell anyone about your relationship with your child, hell, I might even let you keep him to have on the side. I know I'll have my share on the side." She leaned forward on Derek's desk again, smile smug. Derek couldn't help the anger bubble up inside of him at the nerve of Kate. Calling Stiles a child, which is something he wasn't. Assuming that Derek would ever agree to whatever insanity she was getting on with or that he would ever let her dictate his life like that. That was never going to happen.
"No."
"Excuse me?" She rose up from the desk, looking furious. Derek couldn't help but smile. She wasn't getting what she wanted from him this time.
"You heard what I said." Derek said, standing up from his desk walking around towards her.
"You can say whatever you want to anyone. I'd rather live in a park, eat shit and be jobless then be with you." Derek was right in Kate's face. She looked like she was going to explode. Her face was red and she was visibly shaking.
"You know," She started, moving away from Derek towards the door.
"I tried doing this the easy way." Derek literally rolled his eyes.
"Blackmail was the easy way?" Kate shrugged her shoulders; it was the easy way for her apparently.
"I'll let you think on it. I can give you a hell of a lot more than some boy can give you." Derek sighed.
"The answer is still no Kate."
"For now." She said and walked right out the door.
Derek groaned and walked back to his desk. Derek couldn't believe he had actually thought he could make it to graduation without anyone finding out about him and Stiles. Derek sighed and looked around his classroom, he wondered if he should just start packing up his stuff right now. It's not like he'll have this job by the end of next week.
Kate was right though, she could offer Derek right more right now. She had a job, as far as Derek knew. He could go out with her in public and wouldn't have to hide their relationship. He could keep his job, but that was for right now. She couldn't offer half of what Stiles could offer Derek in the long run. Sure Stiles was still his student, he still had college and it was a good few years before he would have decent job. But he will have all those things; Derek would make sure of that. Stiles could offer him support, not the financial kind but the emotional kind. Derek and Stiles would be in an actual relationship and now that Derek was actually thinking about it, Kate couldn't even offer Derek that much. She wanted a relationship of convenience, because they looked good on paper and they did. Kate couldn't offer him love and even if she could, he didn't want what she had to offer.
Derek wanted Stiles and only Stiles. He wanted whatever the boy was willing to offer, which Derek knew would be everything he could ever ask for. Derek was convinced more and more every day that he was falling for the boy; if he hadn't already.
Derek felt guilty.
He was avoiding Stiles' text messages. Not so much avoiding because he had read them, but he was avoiding messaging back. It's not that he didn't want to help Stiles deal with Scott or the assholes in the locker room, but Stiles would know something was up. The guy was so perceptive it was scary.
Last week, Derek and Laura had got into a fight about something completely stupid. It was something about laundry, something so stupid Derek couldn't even remember what it really was about. Stiles had known something was up after a few messages, known just by Derek's word choices that he wasn't quite himself.
Derek was still trying to work out how he was going to deal with Kate, if he could even do anything about this whole situation. Having Stiles picking up on the fact that Derek was freaking out internally wouldn't be a good thing.
Derek was worried about what had happened in the locker room. His sister and Stiles were out having coffee when Stiles was supposed to be at practice. He knew something had gone down, but he'd know soon enough. Stiles was going to come over afterwards and Derek was struggling if he should tell Stiles what was going on or not. Derek wanted to spare Stiles the stress of having to deal with Kate on top of everything he had been dealing with for the past few weeks.
Derek sighed, arranging his body so he could lay down on the couch as opposed to sit on it. As much as Derek wanted to deal with this on his own, he knew telling Stiles would be the right thing. This was going to blow up in Stiles' face just as much as it would in Derek's, especially if the Sheriff finds out.
He'll have to keep Stiles out of whatever Kate's planning as much as he could. She didn't know who Stiles was, that was something positive to take out of this whole situation and Derek wanted to keep it that way. If she learns that Stiles' father is the Sheriff it would be an entirely different can of worms. A can that Derek didn't want to open, because he knew there might be a way to get himself out of this situation with Kate (not that he knew what it was), but add the Sheriff to it all and he had no chance whatsoever.
"Derek!" Laura screamed as she came though the front door making Derek jump up from the couch.
"Get down here right now!" She ordered from the porch.
"There is no need to scream Laura, I'm right here." Derek said and she came through the door and looked at him, her gazed hardening
"You knew!" She immediately accused. Derek sighed, she knew.
"I knew what?" Derek asked, not trying to play stupid. He wanted to make sure that Laura was talking about Kate before he agreed to anything. Laura knowing about Kate would be disastrous. Although, the fact that Laura would probably run Kate over with her car and then back up might actually help Derek with his situation.
"Kate!" She yelled, making Derek flinch. He got up from the couch to walk over to where she was standing. Stiles took that moment to walk in behind Laura and stand next to her, his blank expression making Derek's stomach drop.
"What did she do?" Derek turned to Laura and asked. He wanted to go over and comfort Stiles, but he was unsure if he was mad at Derek too. It made Derek extremely uneasy to not be able to get a read on Stiles, he could normally tell what the boy was feeling, but whatever Kate did, it certainly did something to Stiles.
"So you knew!" Laura poked him in the chest roughly, making him take a step back.
"Yes, I knew!" Derek immediately took a few steps back when he saw the look wash over Laura's face. The one she always got before things started to get violent.
"…And you didn't think it was important to tell me?" Her went voice dangerously low.
"Laura…" Derek said, putting his hands up to calm her down and try to explain.
"Seriously Derek, after everything that happened you didn't think it was necessary to at least let me know she was in town." Derek opened his mouth again to try and tell Laura but she cut him off for a second time.
"It might have prepared me a little when she decided to have a chat with me and Stiles here." Derek immediately looked at Stiles again.
"Stiles, are you okay? What did she say to you?" Derek walked over to stiles and put his hand on the younger man's shoulders.
"It's fine, she didn't say anything." Stiles gave him a weak smile and placed his hand on Derek's, trying to reassure him.
"Like hell she never! She threatened him!" Laura spat angrily.
"What did she say? What happened?" Derek had let go of Stiles' shoulders to stand back and look at him.
"Laura and I were talking and she just came over, sat down, going on about seeing an old friend. I told her to leave the table several times. She got in my face and Laura got her to back off, not before she told me that I should be careful about who I kiss during school hours, stuck her tongue in my ear and said she'll see me around." Derek couldn't help the wave of possessiveness that washed over him, know that Kate had touched something that was his, made him angry to his core.
"Which might not have happened if you had—" Derek snapped, cutting Laura off. Her ragging on him was something he didn't need right now.
"Just shut up Laura!" She abruptly closed her mouth, not expecting Derek to snap at her.
"I knew, yes! Okay I knew she was in town, but I found out not even three hours ago so get off my fucking back." Derek noticed Stiles eyes widen. Derek realized this was the first time that he has ever seen Derek mad or heard him curse for that matter.
"She saw me and Stiles kiss at school today. She is trying to blackmail me into taking her back. I'm very sorry that in the midst of me trying to figure what the hell had just happened and how the fuck I was going to get out of it, I forgot to call you." Derek watched Laura visibly deflate and her eyes soften. Derek sighed; Laura always shot first and asked questions later, even when it came to him. Derek lost count of how many times they had argued just because Laura was such a quick trigger.
"Derek—shit, I'm sorry. I didn't know." Derek just nodded and gave her a smile, letting her know that it was okay.
"So this was my fault?" Stiles spoke up.
"Her blacking mailing you," He continued.
"If I never decided to kiss you, in school then this would have never happened." Derek could see the guilt written all over his boyfriends face.
"Hey, it's not your fault." Derek said gently. Stiles only shook his head and stepped away from Derek who was reaching for Stiles.
"But it is, if I never—" Derek cut the younger man off.
"I kissed you too, remember? I wanted to as well. It takes two too kiss. Don't put this all on you. It doesn't matter if she saw; she would have found out or found something anyways." Derek got a hold of Stiles and pulled him to his chest, wrapping his arms around him.
"What's going to happen?" Stiles said into Derek's chest. Derek heard the boy inhale deeply, breathing in his scent and Derek couldn't help but smile.
"I don't know." Derek said honestly, looking at Laura who nodded at Derek, mouthing the words 'we'll talk later' and took her cue to leave, to give them some privacy.
"She knows about us. She knows what you look like, but doesn't know who you are, as far as I know. I want to keep it that way." Stiles nodded into Derek's chest.
"Cause of my dad." Derek tightened his grip around Stiles.
"Yeah." Derek said sadly, even if Kate does go to the school board about his relationship with Stiles, there is no way that the Sheriff won't hear about.
"This is the worst thing that could possibly happen." Derek could help but chuckle, if the Sheriff had walked in on them that would've been much worse.
"It's up there." Derek smiled down at Stiles when he pulled away from his chest.
"Let's go sit down." Derek said, pulling them towards the sofa.
Derek laid back on the sofa, pulling Stiles on him of him, having the boy rest his head on Derek's chest, his chin resting on Stile's head.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Stiles asked quietly.
"She came in, almost directly after you ran off. I was surprised that you didn't see her when you left." Derek sighed, he was happy that never happened, because he didn't know what would have happened if Stiles was present for their conversation.
"I asked her what she was doing here. She dodged around the question, hinting at what she saw between us, trying to tease and humiliate me. She said she wanted me back, no specific reason, just that she thought she could give me more than what you could give me." Derek heard Stiles snort in what he could assume was disgust and he couldn't help but grin, loving the warmth spreading across his chest.
"I told her no and she told me she'll give me time to reconsider, keeping in mind that she will report me if I don't take her back." Derek finished. Stiles lifted his head and placed his head on his hands, looking at Derek.
"What are you going to do?" He asked sadly, making Derek confused.
"What do you mean?" Derek asked.
"Do you think you'll reconsider?" Stiles looked away from Derek, not being able to keep his gaze.
"No, hey, listen to me." Derek reached for Stiles face, turning back towards him, while still cupping his face.
"Even if you weren't in the situation, I would never take Kate back, ever. That was a time in my life that I am not quite proud of and someone I don't want to be anymore. The only thing that upsets me about it all is that she is using you to threaten my job. But if I lose it, then I lose it. We knew that this could happen when we started this, so it doesn't change anything. It sucks, really sucks but it doesn't change anything." Derek smiled, stroking Stiles' cheek. He leaned forward for a quick kiss, earning a smile from the younger man.
"Can you tell me about what happened between you guys? It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, for her to have such an impact on you and Laura, it must have been pretty hard." Derek smiled up at Stiles and leaned forward for another kiss, slower this time.
"As long as you don't judge me after it's all over." Stiles chuckled.
"Well, I can't make that promise. She isn't me and that alone gives me room for judgement. I will try my best though." Stiles teased and Derek rolled his eyes at the younger man.
"I met Kate when I was in university. It was a party my dorm was having for no real reason other to get drunk. I met her and I thought she was the life of party, she was like a firecracker and I was immediately drawn too her." Derek wondered if Stiles felt weird with Derek telling him this. He hoped Stiles didn't find it too weird or didn't get the wrong impression.
"We started dating and things were great, she was really energetic and fun to be around. As we got closer, I felt so uneasy. It was always just fun and games, which was great, but I always felt like there was this lack of emotional connection, I felt like it was me. I've always had trouble trying to open myself to people." Derek moved one of his hands started to run his fingers through the little bit of hair Stiles had on his head.
"I made it my goal to try and please her. To make sure she was happy and had whatever she wanted. Eventually I got so caught up in that, the relationship became about Kate and her needs and her wants. It wasn't like I had anything to really compare what Kate and I had to anyone else. She was my first serious relationship. I figured you know that this was normal; it was a hump I had to get over before I was able to really open up and connect with her.
Laura and I had a falling out, over Kate. She thought I was changing and it was for the worst. She was right and I got mad at her for it. It was after that falling out that I started to really notice things about our relationship. It was all one-sided, which I was to blame because I let it become that way. But I started to really notice the lack of reciprocation. It was always what she wanted, where to eat, what to do, who to hang out with, when and what we should be doing and when we were intimate. Emotionally though, there was no fire, it wasn't like it was when I first met her. I knew I wasn't going to open up and go there, because somehow I knew she wasn't. I always knew." Derek sighed and Stiles grabbed his hand, bring it to his lips and kissed his knuckles gently.
"It was after that realization—like a few days after, I was getting home from a night class and she was sleeping with another guy in our bed. I remember so clear. She caught me and smiled. Then she kept on going. What's even worse was the fact that I didn't feel anything, I was so detached and it scared me. I walked out and called Laura. She came up and helped me move into a different place.
I was lucky to have her after that. I beat myself up a lot afterwards. I was upset about Kate cheating on me after it sunk in, but I was mostly ashamed, because I let myself become that person. I willingly let myself be used by someone, in order to make up for something I was worried about not being able to give, when they really had no intention of reciprocating anyways. God, I was so angry at myself and if it wasn't for Laura, being there and being my rock, I would have had such a harder time.
It's why she hates Kate. Well—she never really liked her to begin with but to know what she had done and how it affected me, our relationship. Let's says Laura had a lot of colourful things to say to her." Derek sighed; it confused Derek to no end trying to find out why Kate even wanted him back. She must have seen that he had changed, that he wasn't the same person she knew, but she still wanted him and was ignorant to want things back to the way they were. Like somehow what happened wasn't the reason why they ended it to being with.
"Do you have that same trouble now?" Stiles asked. Derek gave him a questioningly look, not really understanding what Stiles was actually asking.
"That wall, the block that you experience with Kate, do you feel the same for me. Is there something stopping you from going there emotionally with me?" Derek felt a little panic start to form into his stomach. He hadn't realized that being so truthful with Stiles might have caused him some concerns about how genuine Derek's feelings where towards Stiles.
"I don't." Derek smiled at his boyfriend.
"I never hit that wall with you. I don't think I will. I've never had a reason too." Derek brought he hand to Stiles' face, using his thumb to caress his check.
"You—You're so much more than Kate will ever be. In the time that I have known you, I've questioned every emotion I've ever felt towards her. She has never made me feel the way you make me feel. I've never felt so deeply and intensely towards someone in my life." Derek couldn't help but move his head forward and kiss Stiles lightly on the nose. Stiles lit up, eyes shining and a big grin on his face. Derek couldn't think of anything more handsome and perfect.
"I used to think I was in love with Kate." Derek said; a smile still on his face, looking directly into Stiles' dark amber eyes, the feeling of butterflies jittering through his body.
"I realized that everything I felt for her is nothing compared to how I feel about you. I look into your eyes and I know what I felt for her wasn't real. I look into your eyes and I know that this is it." Derek didn't get a chance to process what exactly he had just said to Stiles because Stiles had quickly moved up and attacked Derek's lips with his own so fiercely Derek couldn't help the groan that escaped from him.
Stiles pressed his body flush against Derek's in a need he'd never seen before. He groaned at the pressure Stiles was putting on his already hard erection.
"Stiles." Derek groaned, breaking the kiss and pulling back to look at Stiles. Derek moaned at the sight of want and hunger in stiles' eyes. His normal warm amber eyes barely visible with his pupils blown wide open.
"Upstairs." Stiles said raggedly, jutting his hips against Derek's, feeling the younger man's erection press against his thigh.
Derek nodded furiously, following Stiles as he slowly lifted himself off Derek. Derek rose with him, nipping at Stiles' already swollen bottom lip.
"Are you sure?" Derek almost cursed himself for asking, not wanting to ruin the moment, but he knew they were taking things slow and this is a huge step. He wasn't exactly sure what was going to happen, but he knew it was going to lead into a territory neither of them had gone with each other.
Stiles stood up from the couch, eyes never leaving Derek's. Derek moved into a sitting position as Stiles moved in front of him, his erection very visible and directly in front of Derek. It took the older man all his will power not lean forward and put his mouth on the material stretched over Stiles cock. All Derek wanted to do was mouth at Stiles cock, lick every each inch he could, soaking the denim. He wanted to feel the heat and hardness against his face, breathe in the scent of the boy.
Stiles reach forward and took Derek's hand in his. He lifted Derek's hand to lips, slowly kissing the palm, making his way to the tip of Derek's fingers, kissing each and every one at the tip. He took Derek's hand and cupped his cheek, a smile breaking out over his face.
"I am so sure." Stiles said, dragging Derek's hand from his face to his throat. Stiles swallowed purposefully, feeling and watching it moved up and down. Derek could help but think about his cock driving past Stiles beautiful lips and down his throat, feel the boy try to swallow him whole.
"Unless." Stiles spoke hoarsely, Derek feeling the vibrations as Stiles slide his hand down further, down over his chest. Derek felt the hard nub of Stiles nipple as the younger man slowly dragged Derek's hand over it, letting each finger graze it. Stiles shuddered, letting out a soft mew and Derek felt his stomach knot up, his whole body feeling like it was going to burn out from the inside out. The urge to take control and take this boy where he stood was overwhelming.
Stiles slide Derek's hand down further, over the lithe abs Stiles had forming, Lacrosse practice giving the boy some natural muscle. Stiles stopped his hand just at the waist of his jeans. Derek took in the flushed appearance of the younger man, seeing that his breathing was just as laboured as Derek's. Derek licked his lips hungrily, he needed Stiles so badly his dick ached, and ached so deep it was painful. Derek didn't need to move to know that his briefs were soaked with his precum, probably so much it was going to seep through his sweats.
"Unless," Stile said again, drawing Derek's eyes to his.
"You're not ready." Stiles started moving Derek's hand down further again, right over his jean clad erection. Derek embarrassingly gasped a little, surprised at how hard and hot it was, burning through the material.
Derek stood up slowly, hand still gently pressed against Stiles' cock, the tip of his finger rubbing against the head of his cock through his jeans. Derek leaned forward; making sure his body was pressed against Stiles'. He moved towards Stiles ear, rubbing his cheek against Stiles', his stubble scratching against the younger man's skin.
"I'm ready." Derek nearly growled, gripping the base of Stiles' erection roughly and watched as the boy keened in towards him. His lips parting and a throaty moan escape his lips.
"Upstairs." Derek growled this time.
"Before I take you where you stand." Stiles moaned as Derek applied more pressure to his dick, rubbing it roughly through his jeans. Derek let go and Stiles whimpered slightly at the loss of Derek's hand.
"Go." Derek said Stiles nodded dumbly, leaning forward and pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before he stepped back from Derek and started towards the stairs leading to Derek's room.
Derek walked into his room, expecting to see Stiles on his bed, but only heard the door close behind him. He turned around into time for Stiles grab him by his shirt and pull Derek against him, both men stumbling back against the door, Stiles mouth attacking his hungrily.
Derek started to kiss back, it was rough, their teeth clashed, tongues sliding against one another, making it wet and sloppy. Derek started to pull back, catching Stiles bottom lips between his teeth, biting down as he continued to pull away, earning a loud moan from Stiles.
Derek released Stiles lip and everything seemed to stand still between them. Both men were breathing heavily; Derek looked at Stiles, the younger man's eyes boring into Derek's. Derek couldn't help letting his eyes travel down to Stiles' parted lips, red and swollen. Looking back into Stiles' eyes he caught the younger man taking in Derek's body. Derek could help but smirk at the look of need and want in Stiles' eyes.
Derek took a step back from Stiles and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, lifting it over his head and tossing it to the side. Derek immediately felt Stiles' hands on his chest, lightly touching his skin, letting his finger run over Derek already erect nipples.
"You're so fucking hot." Stiles groaned moving his head forward, lips connecting at the pulse point in Derek's neck. Stiles hand worked their way down Derek's abdomen, gliding across his hard abs until they reached the band of his sweat pant.
Stiles groaned into Derek's neck—licking and biting as he did. Derek felt his breath hitch when he felt Stiles' thumbs dip in under his waist band. The rest of the younger man's hands followed, gripping his hips and slowly manoeuvring Derek out of his sweats.
Derek shiver slightly, feeling goosebumps spread up his legs as the cool air hit his skin as his pants fell around his ankles. Stiles moved from Derek's neck and started kissing upward across Derek's jaw line to his lips. Derek felt a whimper escape his lips into Stiles' mouth and the younger man finally touched Derek's hot cock.
"You're so fucking wet Derek." Stiles broke the kiss and groaned as he grabbed Derek, squeezing gently.
"I want you so fucking bad Stiles." Derek groaned and crashed his lips and the younger man's rocking his hips into Stiles hand. Stiles moaned into the kiss, rubbing Derek's cock with some urgency. Derek moaned loudly, trying to rock into the motions of Stiles' hand. Stiles broke the kiss and started to make his way down Derek jaw toward his neck kissing along the way.
Stiles nipped and sucked his way down to Derek's chest. Reaching one of Derek nipples he kissed it before using his tongue to circle around the nipples, teasing Derek. Derek moaned even louder this time. Stiles had found out very quickly how sensitive Derek's nipples were. He would always latch on to them, driving Derek to the brink, so bad that one time Derek had actually come in his pants. Derek couldn't believe it. He hadn't told Stiles about it happening, feeling a little embarrassed about the fact all the guy had to do was tease his nipples and it made Derek shoot, not even needing to be touched down there.
It was probably one of the hottest things Derek has ever experienced.
Stiles moved from one nipple to the other, sucking on it gently, placing it between his teeth and biting down roughly.
"Oh fuck!" Derek hissed in pain or pleasure, he couldn't tell but his hips bucked forward and his cock throbbed painfully.
Stiles groaning loudly, clearly enjoying the reaction Derek gave him. Stiles had finally released Derek's nipple, giving it a quick lick and blowing on it gently, making Derek shudder. Stiles moved his way down Derek chest, licking down the line between Derek's abs into Derek's belly button. Derek moaned and squirmed at the sensation. Stiles chuckled lightly, moving back up Derek's body and started kissing along Derek's abs. He slowly started to make his way down towards Derek's bulge, which Derek was pretty sure has never been as hard as it is now.
Stiles placed a lightly tentative kiss on the head of Derek's cock, which was still over by his briefs and soaked with precum.
"God Derek, you're so fucking wet." Stiles groaned as he used his tongue to lick the material stretched over his cock.
"You taste so fucking good." Derek up until this point was trying to be quiet, but failing horribly. Hearing that come from Stiles' lips, Derek couldn't help the loud moan that escaped him. He hoped Laura had put ear plugs in or something.
"You like the way my cock tastes?" Derek growled, remembering that Stiles enjoyed a bit of dirty talk just as much as he did. Stiles groaned into Derek's dick, almost at the base, licking and kissing his way down the shaft.
Stiles hands had made it way to the waist band of Derek's briefs. Derek gasped slightly as the cool air hit his extremely hot cock. Stiles slowly pulled the briefs down, kissing Derek's patch of trimmed public hair, until Stiles let the material fall around Derek's ankles.
"Jesus Derek, you're so big." Derek could help but chuckle at that. He knew he was bigger than average, but was more modest about his size, compared to other men who flaunt it.
"Do you like that?" Derek said hoarsely. Derek grabbed his cock at the base and rubbing the tip against Stiles' lips, smearing the bead of precum that had gathered at the tip over Stiles lips.
Stiles licked his lips, tongue slowly swiping over his bottom lip, then to his top. It took Derek all his will power to not grab Stiles' head and shove his cock right down the younger mans throat. Stiles groaned and knocked Derek's hand off his own cock, grabbing it and griping it tightly.
Derek watched as Stiles licked the tip of his cock playfully. Derek groaned, leaning forward to brace himself against the closed door, feeling his knees weakening.
"Stiles." Derek moaned Stiles' name, watching the younger man tease the tip of his cock with tongue.
"Stop teasing me, please." Derek managed to whimper. He was normally all for taking things slow and having a nice build up, but this has been building up for a while now and Derek couldn't hold it back any longer.
Stiles took that as his sign to try and swallow Derek whole. Derek threw his head back in a silent cry, feeling his cock hit the back of Stiles throat, hearing the younger man gag.
"We have to move to the bed." Derek said as he felt every inch of Stiles hot mouth and watched the younger man start to work back up, then down his cock.
Stiles released Derek's cock a moment later with a popping noise. Derek groaned, kicking off his sweats and briefs that gather at around his ankles. Derek moved over the bed, lying back and getting himself comfortable. He looked up at Stiles who was getting off his knees and heading towards Derek.
"You're not naked enough." Derek grinned and watched Stiles blush. It blew Derek's mind a little at the fact that boy could do what he has been doing, but still blush at the thought of being naked with someone else.
Stiles grabbed his shirt and quickly pulled it up over his head. Derek couldn't help but lick his lips as he watched Stiles muscles contract at the movement, wanting to taste every inch of his body. Stiles worked his pants off, unbuttoning them and pulling down the zipper and letting them fall to the floor. Derek couldn't take his eyes off Stiles' erection as the boy kicked off his pants.
"I don't think you have to worry about me being too much bigger than you." Derek said, looking at Stiles' sizeable piece trapped in his boxer briefs. The boy grinned, thumbing at the waist band of his underwear, slowing pulling them down. Derek watched as Stiles released his cock, coming up and slapping against his stomach.
Stiles was over to Derek in seconds, crawling on top of the man, slotting his leg between Derek's thighs, kissing him gently.
"You're perfect." Derek said, looking into Stiles eyes. Stiles grinned and kissed Derek lips quickly, then started to work his way down to Derek's cock, kissing along the way.
Stiles didn't waste any time and immediately put Derek back into his mouth. Derek groaned loudly as Stiles started to suck him slow and deep, tongue flickering on the underside of the head of Derek's cock.
"There is no way you haven't done this before." Derek whined pathetically. Stiles started to change his rhythm, twisting his head slightly, changing the angle of which his mouth worked up and down Derek's cock.
"That good?" Stiles asked, releasing Derek cock from his mouth, kissing his way down Derek's shaft.
"Oh fuck yes." Derek growled and Stiles took Derek's balls into his mouth, sucking on them gently. Derek was officially sure that this was probably the best blowjob he had ever received.
"I guess all the porn I've watched has really paid off." Stiles said, working his way up Derek's shaft. Derek could help the wave of possessiveness and jealousy that crashed over him at the thought of Stiles watching other men get off.
Stiles was his and he certainly didn't need to watch porn anymore, especially with Derek around.
Derek ran his finger through Stiles hair, guiding the man back onto his cock. Derek mewed as Stiles went back to working his shaft up and down. He grabbed Stiles head, stopping his movements. Derek then started to move his hips up and down, fucking his way into Stiles mouth, groaning at how much the younger man was able to take of him.
Stiles grabbed Derek hands off his head after a few moments and put them back on the bed. Stiles grabbed Derek hips, pushing them down mattress, stilling any kind of movements. Derek looked down at Stiles and watched as the man began to bob up and down on Derek's cock once more. Stiles removed one of his hands off Derek's hips, gripping the base of the shaft Stiles. Derek moaned loudly, gripping his sheets as Stiles began to furiously work his cock. Derek watched as Stiles put his mouth to his hand as he used both to go up and down Derek's shaft. Derek moaned at the feeling of someone riding him, the feeling of Stiles stroking his shaft, gripping in all the right places as Derek's cock continually plunged into Stiles mouth. It didn't take long at this rhythm before Derek felt that overwhelming flutter in his stomach.
"Stiles, I'm going to come." Derek warned Stiles, but the younger man groaned and only worked faster. Derek felt everything tense, pleasure overwhelming him as approached his release, coming right down Stiles throat.
Derek saw stars, vision blacking out for a moment as his body rode out his orgasm, his arms and leg jerking relentlessly. After blinking a few times Derek eyes started to function, he looked down at Stiles and actually groaned, all over again. The younger man was using his thumb to wipe the cum that he couldn't swallow off his face and then started to lick it off.
"Just when I thought you couldn't get any hotter." Derek couldn't help but chuckled when Stile closed his lips around his thumb, over dramatically rolling his eye into the back of his head.
"Get up here." Derek motioned Stiles upwards. The younger man moved up his body kissing Derek on the lips. Derek groaned into the kiss, pushing his tongue into Stiles mouth, tasting himself. In a swift movement Derek flipped them around, lying on top of Stile forcing him into the bed, pinning his arm over his head.
"My turn" Derek grinned, releasing Stiles and started to kiss his way down Stiles chest. Derek teased Stiles a little, licking his nipples and his way down Stiles abdomen. Derek didn't have the patience to draw this out; he really needed to taste Stiles. There will be plenty of future sex where Derek would make Stiles fall to pieces.
Derek reached Stiles cock and wasted no time taking him completely in his mouth. One thing Derek 'forgot' to tell Stiles was his lack of gag reflex. Derek took the younger man whole and Stiles almost shot out of the bed, a cry escaping his lips.
"Derek!" Stiles gasped. Derek ignored the boy and went to work on him. He felt the man gush precum into his mouth and Derek could help but swallow it down, loving the taste of Stiles on his tongue. Derek started to work Stiles cock, long and swift movements up and down the shaft. Derek placed his hands on Stiles hips to keep him still and swallowed his cock whole every time he went down.
"Derek, I'm—I'm not going to last much longer." Derek started changing the direction of his head, flicking it to the side and he slid Stiles cock down his throat. Derek was impressed Stiles hadn't come already; this was one thing Derek knew he was extremely good at and it being Stiles first time. Derek hadn't expect Stiles to last long, especially how worked up Derek knew Stiles had gotten by blowing him.
Stiles began to babble incoherently—the only thing that made sense was Derek's name, which Stiles kept crying out, pleading with Derek to give him release. Derek felt Stiles harden even more on his tongue—if that were even possible. Derek knew Stiles was close.
"Der—I'm—I'm." Stiles barely gave Derek any notice before he was coming down Derek throat. Derek couldn't do anything but swallow spurt after spurt of Stiles' cum, hitting the back of his throat.
Once Stiles was spent Derek let Stiles cock fall from his mouth, giving it lazy licks, watching Stiles jerk and shake every time Derek hit a sensitive area.
Derek crawled up Stiles' body and gave the boy a slow wet kiss, one that Stiles returned enthusiastically.
Derek collapsed beside Stiles, pulled the boy closer to him. Stiles rested he head on Derek's chest, wrapping his arm around his waist and legs tangled in Derek's.
"That was amazing." Stiles whispered, probably still trying to comprehend that it had actually happened.
"More than amazing, I'm pretty sure I've never had a blow job like that in my entire life." Derek said; pleased at the smile that was crossing Stiles' lips.
"I'm glad I you liked it, I'll be more than willing to do it again soon." Derek chuckled, grabbing the blanket and covering them both with it. It was starting to get cold, especially with their sweat drying on their skin.
"I should probably go home soon." Stiles said sadly, reminding Derek that it was a school night, for both of them. Derek sighed, wrapping his arms around Stiles pulling him closer into his chest. After the day that they both seemed to have, they needed this. They need this comfort in each other and even though the responsible thing would be to send Stiles on his way, Derek didn't want to give it up.
"Just rest for a bit, it isn't too late." Stiles hummed in agreement, completely in a state of bliss. Derek relaxed and closed his eyes, letting his post orgasm really sink in.
It was only moments later that Stiles breathing slowed and evened out, indicating that the boy had fallen asleep.
Despite Derek's attempts on trying to fight it, he started to drift off, the feel of Stiles against his skin, the smell in his nose and the taste of the younger man on his tongue. Derek let himself succumb to the warmth that surrounded him.
Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed! Please review!