Note: I've been holding off on this chapter due to being sick. I thought maybe I would be able to fill in a little more into the middle of this chapter but I couldn't think what else to put and it sounds alright the way it is. A bit choppy in places, I know. Not very motivated being sick and all, so it is what it is. Hope you like it.
I was lying down about to go to sleep when a cool breeze from outside hit me. I realized I forgot to close my window. I was still on edge from the events from earlier with Charlie. I didn't trust leaving my window open over night while I slept, that and I was cold.
I walked over to my window in my white tank top and blue plaid pajama bottoms. The sound of wind and branches breaking caught my attention. I popped my head out to investigate when a hand landed on mine causing me to freaking out.
"Ahh!" I jumped back and grabbed my bat that sat next to my bed, ready to attack whoever came into my room.
A dark figure crawled through my window into my bedroom, closing it behind them. They turned around and I was met with blackness, only able to make out the outline of their tall frame and piercing blue eyes in the darken room. The same blue eyes I knew very well.
What the hell man?!" I yelled, as I held the bat with shaky hands.
"I can't sleep." Derek stated, walking further into my room.
"So you decided to scare the shit out of me?! I could have killed you." I voiced still feeling the adrenaline through my veins and my heart beat racing.
"I doubt it." Derek snickered, taking the bat from me and setting it aside.
I took my spot back on my mattress, throwing the covers over my body.
"Move over." Derek ordered, as he came over to my bed.
"No, you can't stay here Derek." I voiced, as I fixed my pillow, trying to get comfortable.
"Why not?"
"Because we both know where it will lead. You'll suffocate me, hog the bed, covers and we will both end up miserable." I claimed, turning on my side, facing away from him.
"Stiles." He replied in a firm voice.
I knew that voice very well. It was the tone Derek often used to get his way. I reluctantly did as told and moved forward so there was enough room for Derek to join me.
I heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor and covers being moved. Soon I felt Derek's warm flesh smashed up against my backside, warming me up instantly. His arms immediately wrapped around me and his legs entwined with mine.
I let out a deep sigh as Derek held me close to his chest as he drifted off to sleep.
"God certainly has a funny sense of humor." I muffled against my pillow.
"So you and Allison are back together?" I asked Scott, seeing the huge dorky grin that covered his face, as they eyed each other back and forth from their seats.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. We should go on a double date." Scott suggested.
"You're funny." I replied with a chuckled.
My laughter died when I noticed the seriousness on Scott's face.
"Oh my god, you're actually serious?"
"After you." Scott said, holding the door for Allison.
She giggled as she walked through completely smitten with him.
Derek grabbed the door from Scott opening it wide. I made a move to walk through the door only to bump into Derek who was also was trying to walk through the door at the same time.
"Ouch." I uttered as I rubbed my sore arm.
"After you." I said, gesturing with my hand as Derek walked through the door.
"Geez, such a gentleman." I voiced sarcastically as I walked through the door way after him heading over to the others.
I watched as Scott pulled a chair out for Allison.
"Thanks." She replied before sitting down.
"No problem." Scott said sweetly.
I gave up on the thought of Derek pulling out a chair for me, and instead went for the seat next to Scott. I bent down about to sit when Derek suddenly pulled the chair out sitting in it, causing me to fall and hit my butt on the ground.
"Ouch!" I expressed as I rubbed my ass feeling a bruise developing.
"Oh my goodness." Allison voiced concerned.
"You okay Stiles?" Scott asked looking over the side of the table.
"Yeah." I replied, as I got up wiping my pants.
"Stop causing a scene and sit down." Derek voiced.
"You took my seat." I argued.
What are you, twelve?" He retorted.
I decided to let it go. I didn't want to fight. I knew Derek wasn't too happy about the whole double date thing. It wasn't my idea of fun either. However, we both agreed, reluctantly, but agreed just the same and were stuck in the awkward situation.
I took the seat next to Allison making my seat straight across from Derek.
I worked on my order of French fries, loving the taste.
"Can you chew any louder?" Derek asked annoyed.
"I don't know, maybe." I said, placing another French fry in my mouth, chopping away.
Derek muffled something under his breath before taking a sip of his coke.
The rest of dinner was pretty quiet and awkward. Everyone pretty much keep their attention to their food and thoughts to themselves.
Allison and Scott held hands as they walk down the path to the movies.
I instinctively grabbed Derek's hand but he was quick to slap it away.
"Owe! What? They are holding hands." I argued, pointing to Scott and Allison that were walking ahead of us.
"Why are you so annoying?" Derek snapped
"Why are you such a violent wolf?" I retorted back.
Derek sighed and grabbed my hand, keeping that stern look on his face.
"Happy?" He voiced.
I smirked for a moment until he squeezed my hand tightly.
"Ah, Derek, not so tight." I expressed, pulling my hand away from his, shaking it to get some feeling back.
Luckily it wasn't a long walk to the theater.
"Stiles sit." Derek barked as we reached our seats.
"I don't know if I want to sit next to you with the way you have been acting." I voiced, noticing Scott and Allison were seating on the far end of the Theater, away from us.
"Stiles sit!" Derek demanded, grabbing the end of my shirt, pulling me down into the seat next to his.
I sighed frustrated and bit my tongue so not to say something I would regret.
It got dark and before I knew it, the movie started.
We were ten minutes into the movie and I was already uninterested and distracted as Derek shockingly showed some PDA placing his hand on my knee.
I watch anxiously as it slowly crept up to my upper thigh. I was breathing heavily with desire.
Derek must have noticed my reaction to his touch because before I knew it his mouth met mine in a fiery kiss. His hand moved to my clothed crotch and I gasped as he unzipped my pants and slipped his big hand inside grabbing a hold of me. I moaned in his mouth.
He worked my cock until I got nice and hard for him. Once I was fully erect, he withdrew his hand and unzipped his own jeans, exposing his hard self to the darken room. Luckily, we were the only ones up high in the top seats.
"Get up." He voiced in the dark.
I did as told, having the chairs in front of me hiding my hard cock, that and the darkness of the theater. Derek moved me so that I was in front of him with my back facing him. He pulled my pants passed my ass.
"Damn." He whispered, and I felt a hand graze my ass where I assumed I now had a light bruise.
I shivered under his touched and gasped in shock when I felt his lips give it a kiss. After he was done admiring my ass he grabbed my waist.
"Sit." He ordered.
I slowly bent down as he entered me from behind. I groaned as I was fully on his lap feeling his dick buried deep in me.
"Fuck." Derek whispered into my shoulder as he began to thrust upward into me.
I rocked me hips back and forth causing some much needed friction. I gripped the chair in front of me, arching my ass up a bit.
"Oh." I moaned against the chair, trying not to be too loud.
The sound of Derek's chair squeaking every so often mixed with his pants and our bodies smacking against each other filled my ears, the sounds from the movie was just lost background noise to me.
My legs were entwined with his, feeling his hairy legs against mine, his flesh against my flesh, his hand burning the sides of my hips, my hands clawing the chair in front of me, his hot breath and curses against my shoulder. It was almost too much to take. I was engulfed in Derek.
I pressed my mouth against the headrest of the chair in front of me to muffle my moans as I came. Derek bit my shoulder as he gave me one last powerful thrust before shaking violently.