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It had been two weeks since his whole debacle with Derek. He and Stiles didn't talk much about it but it helped having him there, comforting him. The pain of Derek's absence hadn't lessened since the break up and only Stiles presence could wash it away. He didn't know what kind of pain it was. It was like a mixture of emotional and physical pain that went on a deeper level. Sometime he even wished he could hear his voice even if only it was for him to tell Derek to fuck off, that would have been more than what he had now.

But the upside of the breakup had been how closer he had gotten to Stiles. He was practically over his apartment almost every single day, stayed the nights mostly and found a friend in Isaac. Though while they became closer, Stiles hadn't touched him since the night he held him while he cried, Scott knew it wasn't disgust. He knew that Stiles was giving him space but Scott wanted him to touch, fuck him…deeply.

Scott had since then been occupying his time with plan of getting Stiles to touch, grab him and bend him over. While he was doing that he also dedicated time to playing video games with Isaac to get his sexual frustration out. They were currently playing Mario kart while Stiles was at work.

"Oh my god, Scott you're a real asshole when you get those shells." Isaac said bumping shoulders with him. Isaac for some reason loved the character, Koopa and would only choose him and Scott couldn't blame him. He also had a favorite, baby Mario was just too cute not to play.

"Yeah, well that for last game when you got the star and ran me off the road." Scott knew that he and Allison were date and they didn't talk about much, especially since he heard enough about it from Allison herself but they did seem to be a shakey ground as of lately. "So what's the deal between you and Allison…she wouldn't tell me."

He saw Isaac shoot him a side eye but he didn't care. He liked them together, Allison wasn't full of so much angst and from what Stiles told him, Isaac was mostly out of the teenage brat phase. "We…well I was dancing with a girl and she didn't take it well and it wasn't like I was gonna take her home you know."

Scott bit his lip at hearing the problem, Isaac was really in the wrong but he didn't quite know how to tell him, so he just told him bluntly. "You're in the wrong. She's your…both of you are considering a relationship so the only girl you should be dancing with is her. Point blank and simple."

Isaac looked like he wanted to reply that he wanted to argue but Scott put a hand up to cut him off. "Nope. Ok let me ask this, do you want her…like really want her?"

Isaac nodded his head without hesitation, "Yeah I do."

"Then show her you only want her, you dancing with other doesn't exactly do that does it?" Scott was glad he could give advice though his relationships weren't the best to draw from so far Stiles was the only one of three that seemed to work.

"Well while you think about that, I'm going to work. See you later." Scott said hopefully.

Isaac give him a small smile and nodded, "Yeah, you practically live here dude, why wouldn't I see you."

Scott laughed knowing he was right, "Yeah…I kinda do don't…oh and don't tell Stiles I borrowed his Batman comic, he'll kill me if he found out."

Isaac snorted, "Yeah I doubt that but sure we'll keep it between us." Scott thanked him and left making sure to hurry so he wouldn't be late to work a second time this week.

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Stiles didn't want to lunch not now but he was forced to with the threat of being disemboweled if he didn't. His work was already stressful enough with Finstock crawling up his ass about this new level he wanted him to be a designer for. It was good opportunity be the work load was enormous, he didn't want to spend all his time on work. He wanted to spend it with Scott.

Scott had been staying with him for a while and he knew Scott didn't realize the moment that he did when Scott became a part of the household. It was when he woke up to find the hot body that usually laid nest to him gone and the smell of bacon. He had gotten out of bed to find Scott and Isaac on the couch eating breakfast, arguing over if the Teen Titians were better than the Young Avengers. It seemed like something that they would do every morning and he couldn't help the warmth that had welled up inside of his heart.

Though the living situation had changed there was still the problem of his blue balls. He was trying to give Scott time to get over the friendship that he just went through but it didn't help that Scott was just so fucking hot. Every time they slept together he just wanted to pull those ass tight boxer briefs Scott wore down and fuck him, making him scream his name. But he had more control than that unfortunately and Scott had said anything about so he was still in sexual limbo, using his shower time wisely.

Stiles waited a little longer looking at his watch, "She was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago."

"Well, I do love to make entrance." he turned around at the sound of her voice and found her standing with her hand on her hip. She looked like she hadn't changed much since he saw her but then again it hadn't been that long and Erica was too strong a personality to change. He got up to hug her, missing the smell that had accompanied her everyday he saw her at Derek's office.

They pulled apart, sitting down. "It's good to see you how, have you been, how's Boyd?"

Erica smiled at him and laughed, "Good actually, we got our first place together about a month ago, how have you been?"

He knew what she was really asking, how was he after the breakup with Derek and he could honestly say that he was better. He had Scott and he did think about Derek sometimes. Sometimes missing him and other times not so much.

"I'm doing ok, I'm actually dating again too." Stiles told her and he was serious, he didn't know how she would react considering she was their biggest supporter when everyone found out that they were dating.

Erica smiled at him and he realized that she actually was happy for but he also knew the fifty questions were gonna come. "Really, who is he, what's name…no wait don't tell me. Just tell me about him."

Stiles chuckled at who she reacted, "Well, he's sweet like really the sweetest kindest guy. He's also a fellow geek though I'm DC and he's marvel. He's also hot too and his ass is just…phenomenal." He really did love Scott's ass it was just perfect. "But also has had it hard and I feel protective of him, you know… I'd do anything for that boy."

In somewhere of explain how good his boyfriend was, he became lost in thought of thinking about him. His smell, how he tasted, the sound he made when he moaned and whimpered his name. He shook himself out of daze when snapping, shaking his thoughts of what he was going to do to Scott when he got home.

"Hey, spazzing out now, I'm glad for you that you found somebody. You know Derek is doing fine, even though he just went on some mystery business trip that Peter had tell me about, you know how much of a pervy asshole he can be." Erica explained.

Stiles was surprised, last time he saw him. It wasn't pretty but it was nice to know that he moved on too. Even though the breakup was ugly and completely out of on where he wanted Derek. Derek was beautiful when he smiled, he should have more joy in his life.

"That's good. I'm happy for him…now tell me how to approach Lydia because I'm pretty sure she wants to cut my balls off after not speaking to her for so long."

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Work was work for Scott. People came in, got coffee, ate a scone then left. Allison and Danny were there too and honestly with them around work was fun, they joked around, talked about school, the normal stuff.

Danny was currently telling them about some guy he had met at some party. "I'm telling you Scott this guy was sooo hot and he has a twin. He was really nice, no way I'm going to make the same mistake like I did Mark."

"Danny stop worrying, you haven't even been on a date yet and the best way to avoid situations like with Mark, is to not date assholes." Alison answered as she came over to sit next to them.

Scott nodded, "I agree don't date assholes. Trust me it does not go well at all."

"Scott, can I have a word?"

Scott bit his lip knowing exactly who was calling him. Deaton was back at work and in during that time had met Stiles this wouldn't have been if Deaton didn't look at him as if he was a green alien monster. Long story shot that whole meeting was awkward until Scott rushed off with Stiles in tow. Since then Deaton's been asking stuff about their relationship, when did the meet, how long have they been dating. All weird questions for Deaton to be asking.

"Coming." He answered as he got up from the table, looking back at his friends silently begging for their help. They only laughed him off and sent him on his way. He entered Deaton's office avoiding any eye contact with him.

"What's up, Boss?"

"Scott, are you and Stiles doing ok?" Deaton asked and the question didn't catch him off guard he knew something like this was coming.

"Yeah, yeah we are good why?" Scott asked confused.

Deaton shook his head and chuckled, "Nothing, I just I care about you, Scott I don't want to see you hurt."

"I know, thanks but you don't have to worry about Stiles. He wouldn't hurt me." He knew as so as he spoke the words that he completely believed them.

"Ok, you take the rest of the day off, I was closing early today anyway." Scott smiled at that, he was happy to get off early. To be honest he did have some homework that he had to catch up on, his biology class was giving him hell this semester.

He thanked Deaton and scurried out of the office, packing up his stuff. He felt his phone vibrate and he looked at the screen, realizing who it was. He took a second, calming himself. He answered, "Hey, mom."

"Scott McCall, it's been how many weeks since you've talked to me?" He could hear the disappointment in her tone and hated it.

"I know, its with school and everything. I've just been busy…I'm sorry." He apologized, meaning it wholeheartedly. His mother was always there for him and with everything going on, he should've been more considerate.

"Scott, I can hear it in your voice…what's going on?"

He didn't know if he should or if he really wanted to. He wanted to tell about his relationship with Stiles and Derek, but she didn't want to tell her about Greenberg that would just cause too much stress. He also know that Greenberg's family lived in the same town as her so she was bound to find out eventually.

"I…well, first off…Greenberg's back and before you say anything it's already taken care, I have this awesome new boyfriend and he totally punched in the face, like repeatedly. This guy is soo sweet and he knows everything that happened between me and Greenberg, he doesn't see as broken or damaged. He really cares about me and…mom, I really like him." He stopped to catch his breath hopping his mother caught everything.

"Okay…I can't baby you forever but I don't like that Greenberg is up there with you. That was kind of the whole point of moving so far away so just be careful."

His mom always knew what to say and it was good to hear her voice, he missed her. "Ok, I will. Promise."

"So, what's the guy's name? I want full details, Scott." He laughed at her, knowing what she meant. He wasn't going to tell her everything about Stiles, especially anything about the sex.

"Well his name is Stiles."

"What the hell kind of name is Stiles?"

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Derek had been out in the wilderness for what felt like forever. When he was first out released, he didn't know what was happening, all he knew was that his own family had taken him from his mate separated them from each other. He missed Scott, his smile and his touch, everything about him. He vowed that he was going to return, that he would turn back into a man for Scott.

But for now he was focused on surviving. There were wolves and cougars out here fighting for territory, he saw the results of the battles. The blood spattered across the snow covered forest floor, the carcasses of both wolves and cougars. But that was not what he was worried about, it was the werewolves that he tried to avoid. There were a pack of them, he could smell the going where ever they pleased, searching for him. He didn't want them to find, so he followed his instinct, avoided their trails masked his scent and only moving during storms to cover his tracks.

Though he was successful with that, there were still times when he would get caught hunting for game. He was lone wolf without a pack, hunting was a lot harder when you couldn't spilt up a herd. He was hunting a pack of buffalos, making sure that they didn't see him.

His fur was dark and contrasting with the snow covered ground, he always had to hide in the shadows, waiting for the buffalo to move after a feeding. They had just gotten done and he creeping along the bushes, following them. Sometimes some would stop and look around as if to they had sensed him, there was one that stayed behind too long. He knew that his chance was now and he moved quickly paws pounding on the ground. He jumped on the unsuspecting buffalo, biting it's hind leg. His fangs ripped into it's flesh and the coppery taste of blood full his mouth.

It didn't take long for him to bring the buffalo down and go for its neck. He ripped into until he felt the buffalo go lifeless. He knew he didn't have long before the other werewolves were on him, he digged in, eating his fill. It had been some days since he had last fed and he wanted more, he didn't want to leave the carcass behind but he knew he had too if wanted to avoid the wolves.

While he was eating, he heard a branch snap and his perked his head up. His were ears alert and his eyes searching for any signs that he wasn't alone. He heard another snap coming for a different direction, sniffing the air around he found the scent. It was the scent of another werewolf.

He swiftly ran away left the carcass hoping that would be enough of a distraction for him to get away but it wasn't the wolf was following behind, keeping up with his pace. He knew that if caught into a fights that other of pack members would be there to back him up. So he decided on a plan, he might not know enough of the layout to get away but he knew enough to ambush the wolf.

He ran into the obscuring the sight of the other wolf. When he was sure the wolf couldn't see he hid, diving into the bushes and hoping it would hid some of his scent. The wolf came, stopping and smelling the air and Derek stopped to see just who his opponent was. The werewolf was a dark shade of brown, his strength showing through his coat and the alpha in him sensed that this wolf was also an Alpha.

Derek decided then and there that if he wanted to get home, to see Scott and his family then he had to be the wolf. He had to win this battle and any others. He rushed out of the bushes catching the wolf by surprise, his was fast enough to get his fangs into the wolf's side, knowing when tasted the blood that the hit was solid. Thought he got his fangs in he wasn't able to do much because he then felt claws raking down his side. He scooted away and they begin to circle each other, growling and their fangs showing and claws ready to rip into each other.

He wasn't the first too attack but he was fast enough to counter, trade claw swipe for swipe and they both knew that whoever got their fangs into the others neck would lose. Derek didn't try to match strength with the wolf, he would lose because he had no pack and pack was power. This wolf had move power then he did, so he used his speed. He went in for the leg get in fangs on one and he knew that it would help later on in the battle to be able to inflict this wound.

The wolf yelped and howled, calling for help and Derek knew that he had to end it quickly. He let go of the leg going for the throat. His fangs latched on and the wolf struggled, clawing at his chest as he tore into him, blood spilling on the forest floor. The wolf stopped struggling and this feeling, this rush of power filled Derek's body. He became, stronger, more alert and his inner Alpha his wolf, howled at the victory and power he had just obtained.

Derek didn't have time to stop and think about what just happened. He had to move, get away and rest somewhere save. He ran, getting as much distance between him and the body as he could. He knew that know the pack, would be out of his blood, he had just killed one of their own. The howls that he heard soon after prove him right. The hunt was on and the battle for his life was just beginning.

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Stiles opened the door, hoping Scott was home. He had gotten home later than planned and he wished that Isaac was somewhere else, somewhere far away. He knew that even if Isaac was home that it wouldn't matter because he was gonna fuck Scott anyway. He felt his phone vibrate and he looked at it seeing a message from Isaac. He rolled his eyes, apparently his Dad called Isaac and he spilled the beans about Scott, about him living with him. His Dad would run a full background check and he wanted to meet Scott soon.

Though he was worried about it, he put out of his mind. He had something else or rather someone else to do at the moment. "Hey." He turned around to see Scott and almost dropped his phone at the sight. Scott had just gotten out of the shower and was drying his hair. He only had tight red briefs on and a pair of red tube sock.

"Uh…fuck." Stiles eyes were scanning Scott's body. His abs were showing, more pronounced because he still had his hands on the towel drying his hair and Stiles instantly got hard, especially seeing his boyfriend's hard nipples just ready to nibbled on.

"Um…Isaac's not coming home, he's staying at Allison, how was work?"

Stiles didn't answer. He took off his jacket, shoes and socks. He walked over to Scott taking the towel from and throwing it on the floor. He then grabbed the back of Scott's neck, "Fuck work." He kissed swallowing his tongue whole and Scott responded, groaning and grasping Stiles' shirt. They didn't stop kissing for a while and soon Scott's legs were wrapped around Stiles gyrating hips.

Scott broke away from the kiss, grinding back. "Finally…yes, fuck me please." Stiles kept nibbling on his neck, feeling every more and whimper. He reached down pulling Scott's brief down the curve of his ass, he went further tapped Scott's hole. Scott's breath hitched at each tap, "L-lube..we need- fuck."

Stiles pulled his finger back, trailed them up Scott's abs and chest stopping the circle his nipple before reaching his mouth. "Open."

In something Scott sparked at Stiles's order. The sound of voice, how it was barely controlled and so deep, filled with power. Scott opened his mouth letting his fingers in, he wrapped his tongue around each one, sucked on it like he would Stiles cock soon. After he got them fully wet, Stiles pulled them away and aimed one finger at his hole, when it first went in Scott's thighs tightened around Stiles waist pushing their hard-ons together. Stiles took his time, gong past and rubbing against his prostate, which made him whimper and leak me pre-cum soaking his briefs.

"Bedroom, Scotty…" Stiles whispered against him, as he licked the curve of his ear. Scott nodded, not able to talk because of the finger stroking deep inside of him. Stiles didn't let Scott down or stop his finger from circling in Scott.

They went into the bedroom and Stiles laid Scott on the bed, taking his finger but not before tapping his prostate, making Scott whimper and clutch at the sheets. "So fucking beautiful, so sexy and mine." Stiles said as pulled Scott's red briefs off, looking as he spread his legs wide, showing of his tight hole.

"Stiles fuck me please." Scott was breath heavy anticipating what Stiles was gonna do to him. He wanted him, inside him, on him. Stiles laid on top of him, thrusting two fingers inside of him and swallowing all of the whimpers and groans. Stiles could feel Scoot's body trembling from the pleasure, he loved the way Scott feel underneath him, grinding their cocks together.

Scott pushed him away, breaking the kiss. "Your cock. My mouth. Now."

Stiles smiled, liking the bossy Scott. He lifted off of him, taking his shirt and pants off. Scott got off the bed throwing Scott onto it. He knelt down, getting on his knees and stroking Stiles cock. He leaned licking his balls and sucking them into his mouth. He looked up to see Stiles, head back grasping the sheets.

Scott took the tip into his mouth, sucking it. "Fuck, your mouth is so…ah, it heaven." Scott was please at the praise Stiles was giving him. He took him deeper, going all the way down to Stiles brown curls, he worked his throat, constricting and convulsing. Scott pulled off, he taking a deep breath then going back down again. He used his mouth going up and down, Stiles had grabbed his hair and started fucking into his mouth. "Oh, fuck…I'm close." Scott pulled off and grasped the base of his dick, stopping him from coming.

After he was sure that Stiles wasn't coming, he rose up, getting on top of him. "You only get to come in me." He reached back and grasped his cock, slowing starting to sit on it. Stiles had to stop himself from thrusting right into, it felt so good, soo fucking good.

When Stiles was fully inside of him, Scott threw his head back and started rocking on back and forth. Stiles could feel him, he was deep and he thrust deeper, making Scott lean forward, putting his hand on his chest. "Scott, you feel so good."

Scott couldn't answer he was too busy whimpering and crying out in pleasure. He leaned back on his arms and put his feet on the bed, he rocked down on Stiles cock, the angle hitting his prostate directly. "Yes, yes, deeper…harder."

Stiles grabbed onto his feet so he wouldn't fall but that was all he could do, Scott was breaking him down, making his toes curl and let out whining noises. Scott was going faster, taking off his hands off of the bed to grab his hair and Stiles knew that this was one of the sexiest thing he had ever seen. The image of Scott, head back, rocking on his cock and moaning out in pleasure would forever be ingrained in his brain.

But he knew he was going to come soon, rose up, making Scott collapse back onto the bed. Stiles hooked his legs over his shoulder and leaned down kissing him. Scott grunted with each thrust and soon let out a silent scream, Stiles felt him, tighten as he came around him, making him come too. Stiles thrust harder with each pulse of his release, still licking into Scott's mouth.

After a few minutes, of kissing catching their breaths, Stiles got up and got a towel, cleaning the both of them off. "Sex with you is-"

"Out of this world." Scott replied. He got up and put shorts on and a black varsity shirt that read 'Power Bottom 69'. Stiles could feel himself stir just a little but he knew they had time for that in the morning. He ignored it getting dress himself.

They soon both fell asleep with Scott laying on his chest.

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Stiles was soon woken up by banging on his front door. "Stiles, open the door now." Stiles got up and Scott looked at him in confusion, he was about to get out of bed but Stiles pushed him back down.

"Hey stay here, I'll be back okay." Scott nodded, looking at him with worry in his eyes.

Stiles ran to door quickly opening it, his Dad and few other officers came through the door. "Dad, what the hell." The officers passed him looking through his apartment and going into the back.

"Where is he?" His father replied, anger and fear in his eyes.

"I don't know who you're talking about, it's only me and Scott." Stiles heard Scott yell and went running to the back, but soon a pair of arms caught him, held him against the wall. He turned to see his Dad. "What are you doing? Leave him alone."

The officers soon came from his bedroom with Scott in pair of handcuffs. "Scott McCall, you are under arrest for the murder of Michael Greenberg. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say or do will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have an attorney present during questioning, if you cannot afford one, one will be appointed for you."

Stiles could see the fear in his eyes, he knew he was innocent. "Don't say anything okay, not a word. I'll find you a lawyer. Ok I promise everything is going to be okay.'

Scott didn't saying he couldn't believe his being arrested for murdering Greenberg.