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Song: My Moon my Man-Feist

I was sitting on Stiles couch, flipping through the stations on T.V., while waiting on the idiot to get home. I was finally able to function and form coherent thoughts after downing five pamperns; but decidedly chose mindless entertainment to keep my mind busy. I'd settled on an episode of Supernatural, which coincidently happened to be the werewolf episode (how fucking covenant), and watched in disgust of their portrayal of a werewolf. Pssh! 'The women was an insult to us 'real' werewolves!' I rolled my eyes before being taken aback by own thoughts. 'When the hell did I become so picky over the portrayal of werewolves?' I found myself nit picking the show apart; well except for the part where the really hot guy gets it on with said werewolf. I found Derek staring at me from the other end of the couch, gleam of desire in his eye, before shooting him a dirty look that said, 'Don't you even fucking think about it.' Well that snuffed his fire before he focused back on the TV with an exasperated sigh. I was steadily growing more irritated with the show before flipping the channel to Lingo. 'Hey! I admit! I still had my nerdy ways.' I started guessing along with the contestants aloud and actually sat Indian style on the couch, hands splayed over my ankles, and rocked back and forth with excitement. "Brick." Derek said flatly. I stared at him in awe before 'Bill Engval' (the host) shouted 'BRICK is the right answer!' followed by a whole bunch of rambling.

"You watch Lingo?" I asked in amazement as I continued to stare with wide eyes.

"No…it doesn't take a nerd to figure out the answer." He said flatly before turning to face me.

"How dare you call me a nerd?" I gaped teasingly before mumbling "Jock" under my breath. He smiled before staring back at the TV. 'Oh, it's on!' No way am I going to let a Jock beat a Nerd in their own area of expertise.

Thirty minutes later I sat there with my jaw dropped open and staring at Derek in awe as he flipped the TV off. 'Oh he had WHOOPED MY ASS!' Defeating me in every round, even the Bonus round where there were no fucking clues! He turned his attention back to me, smirk on his lips, as he sat quietly letting me wallow in my own defeat. "Nerd!" I spat at him before tucking myself back into the couch.

"Jock." He retorted. We sat there quietly, which allowed my mind to wonder, before I pocked Derek in the thigh with my toe. 'No way am I thinking about everything right now.' He grabbed my ankle and drug me down the couch towards him; before dragging me up to sit in his lap, a leg straddling each side of his hips.

"You know…just because we can't actually do anything x-rated, doesn't mean we can't pretend like we're in junior high and just make out." I offered as I sunk deep into those gorgeous green eyes.

"Only if you put these on." He pulled out my glasses from his jacket pocket and held them out. I looked at him questioningly before giving him a 'you've got to be kidding me stare.' "You agreed this morning that I proved control well enough last night that you'd let me work out my fantasies." He reasoned. I groaned and threw my head back before grabbing the glasses and shoving them on my face. I had agreed to that this morning over coffee. Damn it! I stared at Derek through the glasses that blurred my vision and barely made out his satisfied smile.

"Really? This is one of your fantasies?" I asked in disbelief. Why didn't he find this attractive seven years ago?

"I did…now shut up. You're ruining my fantasy." He warned before covering his lips over mine. I was still caught up on the 'I did' part and felt the butterflies in my stomach return. 'DEREK HALE LIKED ME?' I couldn't believe it! I was in complete shock; so much that I wasn't even paying attention to the begging tongue in my mouth. "June! Maybe you could reciprocate?" He huffed, pulling away from the kiss. 'He LIKED me?' It was all I could think about. "Yes I liked you…ok?"

"NO!" I shouted before taking my glasses off so that I could see Derek properly. "You liked me? You actually liked me? Why the hell didn't you say anything or at least hint that you did? You obviously knew that I had the biggest crush on you! I wasn't exactly suttle about it either. I mean I'm pretty sure when I blurted out 'Will you marry me?' when I was ten you got the idea I LIKED you. Or when I asked you to the winter dance in eighth grade? And if that wasn't suttle enough; there was always my stuttering any time you came near. Oh and when Laura told you to 'just give me a kiss already so I'd shut the hell up about you.' Gah, I drove her up a wall about you….she actually slapped me once because I was stuck in the 'Oh my fricken GOSH! Your brother actually noticed me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder!' Pathetic, I know, but still! You knew I liked you and you liked me? So why not say something? I mean…" I was cut off by his lips over mine in a heated kiss as he tugged me closer to his body. 'Not fair!' He was soo not getting out of answering my questions. Might as well make it easy and just answer them now because I wasn't about to let this one go.

"Ahhh! Yes June I liked you! I had a crush on you. Now can we move on?" He asked aggravated. I stared at him for a moment, blinking my eyes, as I tried to comprehend what he just said.

"But…you…" I stammered.

"I didn't ask you out or flirt with you because of being what I am. Every one in my family made sure that I was always on a tight chain around you. I tried to get you alone so that we could talk; but I always had a fucking chaperon. Laura was the only one who supported me and several times had arranged for me to talk to you alone, but my family never let that happen." He explained frustrated before sitting me off to the side so that he could pace the floor as one hand rubbed the back of his neck. I sat there quietly and digested everything.

"But they didn't care if you dated other women?" I asked, trying to put together the pieces. It was true that he was never alone with me. No matter what, there always seemed to be someone around. But if the problem was because he was a werewolf and I was human and his family was afraid he'd hurt me, then why did they not care that he dated other women? Human women.

"Because they didn't mean anything to me…they were just sex." He stopped pacing the floor to look at me. Well if that didn't just make me feel great. 'What about the one chick he dated that was like nine years older than him? He dated her for like three months when he was sixteen. Was the sex that good?' I shook the thought from my head as the tiny spark of jealously simmered through my veins. I always knew that he wasn't a virgin and that never really bothered me; but now that I actually thought about it, I sort of felt like a child's dream had just been destroyed. It's kind of like…he gets to take my virginity, something that I've held special. But do I get anything special in return from him? If he's gotten to experience everything from someone else; where does that leave room for me? 'Ugh! I sound like a whinny brat! Why can't I just be grateful that I finally got what I ever only dreamt about?' I felt a hand on my back as Derek sat down next to me, "June…" I cut him off with a kiss as I tackled him to the couch so that I straddled his hips and fused our lips together as I mingled my tongue with his; trying to drown out my thoughts. He liked me, I liked him, that's all that mattered and he was my bf now. I should be happy. Derek pried his lips away from mine as he stared up at me. "June…"

"It doesn't matter. Let's just forget about it…ok?" I asked hopefully. He held me in my place by my shoulders and continued to stare up at me; his eyes holding mine. I started to get lost in the sea of green before shutting my eyes and pulling away. My stupid mind was working on overdrive as I tried to focus on my dying lust before climbing off his lap and heading to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. Coffee makes everything better.

I had managed to get the coffee maker started before I felt strong arms wrap around my waist. "I'm sorry." Derek's voice was soft as he kissed my neck and added a gentle rock as he kept his arms wrapped around me.

"For what?" I asked as I leaned back into his warmth and turning my head so that it cradled into neck.

"For everything…it's unfair that you have to deal with all this. And I'm sorry that I never told you about how I felt." He whispered before kissing my forehead.

"Derek…don't be sorry. To tell you the truth…this is the most fun I've had in years. Not only has it done amazing things to my body, like actually give me a rack, but it's opened my eyes to a whole new world. I finally feel like I know you and your family. I was close with them before…but now? I feel like I finally belong. And as far as the whole Allie thing…it's none of my concern. She's my best friend; but she's allowed to date or mate with whom ever she wants; even if they are on the other side of the werewolf track as us. I'm a werewolf too and I'm dating a werewolf; so really, I have no room to criticize or worry about her. And Sam's been taken care of. Who knows what would have happened if I was still human and he decided to pull that stunt then? Derek, I can't be mad at you or blame you for anything; except for the whole throwing me into a miserable heat cycle. But what's the past is the past and I can't change that. I'm glad to finally know that you had feelings towards me; but I'm also glad that you didn't tell me sooner because then I may never have become the person I am today." I reasoned as I spun around in his grip, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, and holding his gaze before kissing him.

"Hmmhmm." Someone cleared their throat loudly behind Derek. I pulled away from his lips slowly before staring over his shoulder to Stiles who was smirking and leaning against the door frame. "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to be on Stiles Duty?" He questioned as he pointed one finger at himself. "But hey! If you two wanna play kissy face, I'll just go into the other room and…ahh who am I kidding? I'll sit here and watch." He offered before pulling out a kitchen chair to sit on. "Well! Commence the kissing!" He ordered as he whipped his palms off on his jeans. 'Such a weird kid.' Derek growled and tucked me closer to his chest when Stiles threw his hands up in the air dramatically. "Down boy." Stiles ordered. In a flash Derek had Stiles pinned to the wall and canines bared as he sent out another warning growl. 'See! What did I tell you? I was already being put in a situation I didn't want to be in!' Gah he was good at finding trouble.

"Don't ever talk to me that way again." Derek growled and shoved Stiles harder into the wall. Stiles whimpered and kept his hands pinned to the wall in the 'Stop! Freeze and put your hands up!' pose.

"Alright alright alright…I got it…please…don't kill me." Stiles pleaded as he shook his head and bared his neck.

"Hey! You're not making Stiles Duty any easier on me!" I complained as I worked myself in between the trembling teen and Derek.

"Ha!" Stiles shouted from over my shoulder, "I've got the she wolf on my side pal and I'm pretty sure she could kick your little werewolf ass if prompted!" I slapped a hand to my face and groaned as Derek growled again and Stiles ducked behind me.

"Really Stiles? Really?" I asked before abandoning him to fend for himself against Derek as I went to claim my cup of coffee that was calling my name. I poured me a cup before turning to see Derek smirking in satisfaction, arms crossed over his chest, as Stiles stood strait and moved slowly around Derek. Just to be an asshole, Derek jumped at Stiles who jumped backwards and screaming 'OH MY GOD!' I chuckled at him as he scurried to the other room before cringing as I took a sip of the coffee that I had worked so hard for. 'Oh, I'm getting spoiled on Derek coffee.' I thought before pouring the cup down the sink in disgust and heading into the living room. Stiles had the TV flipped on and game remote in his hand; ready to play Halo 4. "What do you think your doing?" I asked.

"Umm…playing Halo 4…wanna play?" He offered and patted the spot on the floor next to him.

"Ah…NO. Don't you have homework?"

"I'll do it later…"

"No, you're doing it now. I'm supposed to be on Stiles Duty; which means the Sheriff actually expects me to make sure that you 'DO' your homework."

"Oh come on June….just one game?" He whined.

"No."

"Dude…I'm 16…"

"And still a pain in my ass. But guess what? I'm 23 and in charge….home work…now." I ordered. I know I sounded like a prude; but if I let him slack or play one round…I was sure to loose the battle against the kid's massive power of persuasion skills. He groaned from the floor before flipping the TV off and dragging his ass up stairs with his book bag in tow. I plopped down on the couch and closed my eyes when the powerful smell of coffee wafted through my sensitive nose. I popped open my eyes to see Derek sipping on a cup while holding another one out for me. I looked at him questioningly before taking the cup and breathing in deep the smell of caffeine before taking a sip and delving into caffeinated bliss. "Mmmm….how the hell do you make coffee? Better yet…what did you do to improve my shit brew?" I took another long sip and sat back on the couch to enjoy it. Derek smirked before taking a seat next to me and shrugging. He was never going to tell me his secrete to orgasmic coffee or where in the hell he kept coming up with it at his house. 'Damn him.' We took a moment to just relax and enjoy the strong brew when I started to grow fidgety. My mind tracked back to one of our earlier conversations and couldn't help but to ask, "What's a 'mating binding?' I mean I get the gist of what it means. I'm not that dumb…but what happens? How does it work?" Derek stared at me for a long moment before sitting his coffee down with a sigh and leaning back against the couch and focusing on the cup as he spoke.

"A 'mating binding' or 'binding' is when a wolf finds their mate and…."

"Yea yea yea…I got that. But what's involved?" I pressed; sitting forward so that I was only inches away from him.

He took another deep breath as he tried to gather his thoughts before explaining. "It's complicated June." 'I don't care…try.' "It's rough, bloody, and possessive. When a werewolf decides to 'bind' with their 'mate' there's nothing that will stop them. Males become aggressive and dominate over their counterparts…it's not pretty." He offered hoping that it had sated my curiosity as he stared at me hopefully. 'Oh hell No! I was more intrigued now than ever.' He sighed again and continued. "June…you have to understand that it's not something to take lightly. When males loose control…." He looked saddened, "Their mates tend to get the worst end of it. Broken bones, open wounds, and gruesome bites. That's why we don't take human mates very often. The risk for injury or even death is too high." I heard the ping of longing in his voice and couldn't help but to gloat on that; weather it was longing to mate with me (which sent my heart fluttering at the thought) or someone else, I didn't know.

"So when werewolves 'bind' the more dominant of the two goes off their rocker?" I asked trying to make sure I understood. He nodded and I couldn't help but to ask the next question, "Do wolves ever mate with the same sex? Like ya know? Gay? How does that work if say two males mate? Do they fight it out or what? And what about the whole, 'need to procreate'? How does that work?" He looked at me in amusement before shaking his head and considering an answer.

"How does this apply to our situation?" He asked. 'Our' situation? Wait! Does that mean he's calling me his mate? 'OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD! 'I'm Derek Hale's mate?' Butterflies knotted in my stomach and I barely contained myself from jumping in his lap and smooching his face to death in excitement; before taking a cool, calm, and collective breath to play it cool. Seriously, I couldn't be the ADHD version of a werewolf every time something positive happened to me.

"That's besides the point…now dish." I replied calmly. Derek's smirk widened into a smile as he looked me over. 'Duh! He knows what your thinking retard!' Grrrrr! I gave him my best, 'out with it already' look and crossed my arms.

"I don't really know how that works June…I'm not into other guys to know." He explained. I pouted before he asked with a wicked smile, "Why do you want to know so badly?" 'BUSTED!' I felt heat creep to my cheeks and looked away from his amused stare. "You're into guy on guy?" He asked. I blushed harder, if possible, before smiling shyly. "You are." He stated slapping a hand on his knee and chuckling. "I can tell you this…I'm not going to fuck another guy no matter what." I glared at him for mocking my fantasy before he added, "But I think we can find an alternative." He offered with another sly smile. 'Oh, he was cooking up something.' My mind raced with the endless possibilities as the flame of desire heated between my thighs. Derek reached out and pulled me into his lap as he lay back on the couch so that I was straddling his hips and pulling the damn glasses out of his pocket again. Damn those glasses! I took them reluctantly, placing them on my face, before he tugged me down into a heated make out session which turned into grinding against each other until I couldn't take anymore. I fumbled with my jean zipper, desperate to be touched, before finally getting them undone and shimming out of them.

Derek growled as I straddled his hips again and pulled at his belt to free the throbbing erection; before tugging his jeans down to mid thigh as his cock slapped his belly. He slid a hand between my legs to stroke my aching clit as I pumped my hand up and down over his dick and adding a twist. It wasn't long before the fire between my thighs burned through my whole body as I threw my head back and moaned; which caught somewhere between actual moan and howl. Sort of like a dying cat; but whatever. I was in too much bliss to care. Derek fisted a hand around mine as he guided my strokes which I had sort of forgot about in my orgasmic state; before his free hand tugged up my shirt as he came over my stomach with an actual howl. 'Show off.' I thought as he rode out the last of his orgasm and dragging me down into a slow kiss as his tongue explored my mouth before mingling with my tongue. I tucked myself in between him and the couch and rested my head on his chest; threatening to dose if it weren't for the thundering heart beat that sounded from the door way. "What the…? Oh hell No! Not on my couch!" Stiles whined and backed up. "Seriously guys? You can't wait to do that somewhere else? Oh Jesus! I'm scared for life." He covered a hand over his eyes and ducked behind the door.

I felt Derek's growing agitation as he tugged at his pants with a flushed face. 'Oh shit! That's the third time in two days he's been caught with his pants down! Oh he was on a roll. I wonder if I could make money from this.' I should charge something, since I wasn't the only one to know what Derek's dick looked like. Oh Oh! Fun observation! All three times he's managed to flash men! I chuckled at the thought when he glared at me. "He seen you're bare ass too." He added dryly. I glanced down before shuffling off the couch to my discarded jeans and tugging them on. 'Oh Ha ha. Jokes on me.' Why is it we never have time to lay in the after glow post orgasm? "Stiles! I'm going to fucking kill you!" Derek growled as he marched out of the living room. I heard the thundering of footsteps as Stiles tried to scurry up the stairs in a hurry before he whelped when Derek caught up to him and drug him down the steps again. 'Son of a bitch!'

"Derek! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it…don't…kill me!" Stiles screeched. I rushed out to find Derek perched above Stiles and baring his canines, one hand wrapped lightly around his throat, and hand drawn back. Stiles squeezed his eyes shut as he struggled to get free before Derek released him.

"Next time you decide to be a peeping Tom, I'll rip your throat out…with my teeth. Got it?" Derek threatened. Stiles nodded quickly before easing down the steps and grabbing the keys to his jeep.

"Where are you going?" I asked

"Scotts…he uh…"

"Go." I ordered; sparing him from having to lie. Stiles didn't think twice before rushing out the door and backing out of the drive in record time. I turned to face Derek who stood on the bottom step, arms crossed over his chest, and satisfied smirk on his face. I shook my head before going into the kitchen, grabbing a piece of paper and pen from the junk drawer, and leaving a note. 'Stiles went to Scotts…8:30…I'm leaving for the night. Be back tomorrow…same time.' I drew a little heart and signed my name before placing it on the kitchen table and grabbing my jacket as I headed out the door and to Derek's car. I thought Derek was right behind me but when I turned to look for him I found him standing beside the house and staring into the woods that ran behind the Stilinski household. "Derek?" I questioned as I walked over to him; about to step in front when he grabbed my arm and shoved me behind him. I peeked over his shoulder to stare at what ever he was staring at but found nothing. I noticed he had his nose lifted towards the sky as he scented the air; so I did the same and apparently my sense of smell wasn't as good as Derek's (I hadn't smelled a damn thing besides the norm) because he started growling loud and warningly.

I heard the crunching of leaves as something drew closer to us. My heart raced and I grabbed onto the back of Derek's shirt; waiting in anticipation for what ever was going to lurk out of those woods. Derek's growls doing little to calm my fleeting heart and nerves. I felt his muscles tense under my fingers as he hunched forward; ready to attack whatever it was. 'Oh he was on an ass kicking roll today.' I felt the stepping back feeling as my wolf tried to take hold of the reins but focused my attention on Derek's heart beat. It was strange; he was ready to fight whatever it was; but his heart beat was calm and soothing. How did he control his heart rate? I watched as a figure emerged from the woods, slow and cautiously, before a woman with blond curls and hazel eyes stepped out into the open. It took me a minute to realize who it was. "Allie?" I questioned, stepping out from behind Derek who grabbed my arm and drug me close to his side. Wow! She looked amazing! Like me, her body had completely reformed; nice rack, thin waist, curvy hips, and shapely legs. She was dressed in a light blue dress that was tight at the top and flow-y at the bottom, stopping mid thigh. She wore her hair half pinned up with long curls flowing over her pale shoulders. The only trace of makeup on her face was mascara. 'Gah she was beautiful!' I felt the tiny ping of jealously as she seemed to glow in the fading moon's light. 'Why couldn't my hair stay blonde instead of going back to chocolate brown?' and 'Did I glow like that in the moon light?' Probably not; knowing my luck.

"June?" She questioned back as she crept closer and looking me over. 'Great!' I'm dressed in ripped jeans, white tank top, with a black leather jacket over top and black heeled boots that laced up the front. I felt like a rock standing next to a diamond. 'What happened to all the confidence I had a few days ago?'

I pulled away from Derek's grip and crept closer; another growl sounding from the woods as Derek warned back. 'Holy shit! Who the fuck was that?' My question must have been splayed clearly on my face as Allie apologized, "Sorry…that's just Gyles." She stared around me with her head held down to the never ending growl that was Derek.

"Oh…uh…sorry. That's Derek…he's just really protective of me." I offered; kicking at an imaginary rock and trying to figure out why I wasn't hugging my best friend. "Why aren't we hugging right now and jumping up and down; telling each other about our new boos?" I asked as I subconsciously squared my shoulders and stood straighter.

"I don't know." She answered in a low voice before wrapping her arms under mine as I wrapped mine around her shoulders. There were two loud angry growls that sounded at the same time; causing both Allie and I to chuckle. "Gah I missed you June." She whispered.

"I missed you too. Jesus there's so much I want to tell you." I whispered back as she clung tighter. Something inside me stirred as she pressed herself closer to me; making me feel uneasy. I pulled away from the embrace to stare at her eye to eye.

"Allie! It's time to go." A stern voice sounded from the wood line.

"June…" Derek ordered from behind me; still glued firmly to his spot and staring at the woods. Some how I could imagine…Gyles? doing the same.

"I guess its time to go…text me?" She asked stepping back.

"Yea." I replied; though somehow I doubted I would and I think deep down she knew it too as she waved bye before darting back into the woods. I stood there for a long moment; listening to their footsteps growing further away as I tried to make sense of what just happened. I had felt something different; something stronger between Allie and Gyles when they reunited before running off. It was deeper and felt like something I was missing; something that I wanted more than anything in the world and awe be damned if I was going to forget about finding it. What ever it was.

"June…let's go home." Derek offered as he grabbed my hand pulling me towards his car. I followed behind him; but couldn't help but to peek over my shoulder in hopes of finding that 'something' that disappeared with my best friend. 'Good bye Allie.' I offered in a silent whisper before climbing into the car; a stray tear escaping my eyes while I stared out the window as Derek pulled away.

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