Tuesday came and Stiles drove to Derek's to pick Isaac up. Derek was waiting outside the door, his back to the wall and his arms crossed over his chest. Stiles got out of his jeep and walked up to him. "Don't worry sir I'll be sure he's home before ten." Stiles said as a joke and began to laugh. Derek grabbed the front of his shirt. Stiles smiled up at him, still laughing quietly under his breath.

Derek kissed him, running his tongue into his mouth. Isaac walked out the door, giving them one quick glance before going and getting into the jeep, without saying a word. Stiles pressed against him, grabbing his shirt. He kissed him forcefully and tugged at the hair on the back of his neck, Stiles then pulled away slightly. "I need to get going. Dinner with dad and everything, why don't you sneak by later and maybe we could try to you know." Stiles smirked and kissed him playfully.

He kissed him back and then sent him towards the jeep. "Just get it over with."

"Sheesh Derek you'll never get a taste of my Scooby snacks if you keep up with that attitude." He teased and walked away, getting in his jeep and sticking his tongue out at him. Derek just stared at him. He could hear his Uncle laughing inside. Isaac looked over at Stiles and shook his head.

"Scooby snacks?" He asked and Stiles laughed as he started his jeep up and drove off.

"I thought it was pretty funny." Stiles said, he drove to his house and warned Isaac that his dad might be a little uptight, and he would probably get twenty questioned. He parked his jeep and pulled out the key. He and Isaac walked inside. Isaac was nervous. He's met Stiles' dad before. He was nice enough then, but back then he wasn't pretending to be dating his son. Still despite his shaking nerves and his pounding, scared heart, he took Stiles' hand and walked in the house with him.

The Sheriff made spaghetti for dinner, nothing super fancy or spectacular, just noodles and canned sauce. The Sheriff looked over at them, his eyes stayed on Isaac, he couldn't help but notice how nervous the boy was. Something then clicked in his head, how did he not figure it out sooner. When he was holding Isaac after his father was murdered and Stiles was there when he escaped or released. He sat down in his chair. "Its alright for you two to sit down and eat." Sheriff said.

Isaac looked over at Stiles and let go of his hand. They sat down and the silence and awkward staring started. They ate and Stiles kept his head down looking at the food on his plate, he couldn't stand the silence much longer. "How was work yesterday?" Stiles asked and his father looked up from his plate.

"Some people camping in the woods found a huge bloody mess and called it in, but other then that it was a slow night." He said and stared back at Isaac, it seemed like he was trying to keep his distance from Stiles, like he didn't want to seem responsible for the fresh hickeys on Stiles neck. Maybe he was just trying to make a good first impression by not seeming over affectionate or something, the Sheriff couldn't be sure. He had been out of the dating loop far to long to understand.

"How long have you guys been seeing each other?" The Sheriff asked. He wanted to help them relax around him. He didn't want future dinners to be as uncomfortable and awkward as this one. Isaac looked over at Stiles and waited for him to answer the question; he wanted to do as little talking as possible he was afraid if he spoke something would go horribly wrong.

"A week, about a week, isn't that right Isaac?" He said and looked over at him with a smirk. Isaac said nothing and nodded, looking back down at his plate and shoving a fork full into his mouth. The cop in him started to come out and just like Stiles had warned he began to twenty question them both. Stiles lied and made up stories on the spot. They finished eating and Isaac stood grabbing everyone's plate before anyone could stop him and rinsed them off in the sink. "You didn't have to do that Isaac." Stiles said.

"I know." He said and was about to wash them, Stiles grabbed his hand and softly pulled him away from the sink. Stiles took him into the living room and they sat on the couch. The Sheriff had rented a movie for them all to watch. He sat near them but not with them, Stiles put the movie in and sat back with Isaac and leaned against him, putting up a show for his father. Isaac, shifted uncomfortably but took Stiles hand and held it, entwining their fingers.

They watched the movie sitting like that, when it was over Isaac was more then ready to get out of there. He didn't want have to pretend any longer then he had to. He faked a yawn and stood from the couch. "Well its getting late, we should probably get me home." He said and Stiles stood up.

"Sure thing." He said grabbing his keys and they quickly tried to make it out the door but The Sheriff stopped them.

"Before you guys leave I would like a word with Isaac alone." He said standing from where he sat. Isaac looked at Stiles his eyes were wide, pretty much screaming 'don't leave me alone with him'. Stiles stared back at him and squeezed his hand.

"Sure I'll just go start the car." He said and quickly darted out the door leaving Isaac behind. He saw Derek standing in front of his jeep, arms crossed. Stiles quickly got him him. "What's my dad saying in there?" He asked.

Derek looked towards the house and listened. "Right now he's giving him the safe sex talk...now he's giving the 'if you hurt my child I hurt you' talk." Derek said and he continued to listen in on them. He then let out a low growl and he began to look grumpier then normal. Stiles stared at him wondering what was possibly going on inside his house. "Your dad wants him to come over again this Friday, Isaac is trying to get out of it..."

After a while Isaac came out the door. He walked to the jeep and got into the passenger seat. Derek kicked Isaac out of the seat, putting him in the back. Stiles drove them home and he had plan to just drop them off but Derek had other plans. Isaac got out of the jeep and rushed inside, to hide his face in his bed. Derek didn't get out, he looked over at Stiles telling him to drive. Stiles drove and went down the road. "Pull over there." Derek said and pointed. Stiles did what he was told, although he wasn't sure why. He normally would have made things a little more difficult.

They were alone at last, Derek reached over and leaned Stiles' seat all the way back and climbed on top of him and began to kiss him and touch him. Stiles didn't see the attack of affection coming, it took him a moment before he responded to him. He kissed back, moving to a more comfortable position, his legs were around Derek's waist, his arms were pulling at their clothes. "Do you have a condom this time?" Stiles asked, kissing his neck.

Derek nodded and pulled his shirt off. There was barely any room in the jeep for them to move around. He wished that they had more room. He helped Stiles out of his shirt and unbutton his pants, yanking them down. Undressing himself and Stiles had to be the hardest part of trying to do it so far. They kissed, their bodies pressed close together.

Their tongues rubbed together and he bit Stiles' lower lip before pressing their foreheads together breathing heavily. The windows began to fog up, breathing and kissing, and grinding their hips together. Foreplay proved to be the new hardest thing to do inside the jeep. "Derek hurry up." Stiles said taking Derek's hand and running his tongue over two of his fingers before putting them in his mouth, sucking.

Derek clenched his jaw and buried his face into Stiles neck. Stiles rolled his hips against him. He was secretly waiting for something to cock block him just like every other time. Derek pulled his fingers from Stiles mouth and moved his hand between Stiles legs and pressed at his hole. Stiles eyes went wide and he jumped in surprise. Derek kissed him and moved to his ear. "Relax." He growled and Stiles, grabbed the hair on the back of his neck.

He moved the fingers in deeper until they were all the way in, he moved them in and out. Stiles moaned, pulling Derek's hair even harder. He rolled his hips involuntary into him. Derek added a third finger and felt Stiles twitch. His heart was beating fast, but it was going even faster now that they were so close to actually doing it, hopefully with no interruptions. "Derek come on, more." He moaned. Derek kissed him roughly, using a bit of teeth.

Derek felt with his free hand, looking around trying to locate his pants, without having to part from the heated lustful kiss. He found them and he reached into the pocket, pulling out the condom that was hidden within his pocket. He tore the wrapper open and put it on.

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Haha this time it is I who does the cock blocking. Well I give you a update and just so everyone knows, I finally called that guy last night, I left a voice mail asking him out to dinner (on me) this Friday and asked him to call me back and let me know if he's interested. So wish me luck.

He hasn't called back yet but hopefully I get it.