Notes: The Smutt as promised. my mom said she'd be horrified to think that i was reading this kind of stuff when i was 15, so consider yourself advised, if you missed the rating change, and the tags, this is pretty graphic.

My poor Beta is Still out of action, but never fear! motherdear to the rescue... let me know if theres any OOC because she cant really check for that... :/ hope y'all enjoy.

Derek turned off the car and just sat for a moment in the parking lot outside his complex. He couldnt quite deal with how normal it all was, like the past year never really happened... except, there was a corolla parked three spaces away where there should have been a white sedan and he could see barely there scuff marks on the fire escape doorway, the paint looked old. He could feel Stiles watching him intensely and had a sudden burning desire for this to be their routine; Coming home together, living together. He hadnt realized how deeply he'd come to rely on Stiles, how much he wanted him around. He cracked open the door and got out, realizing as he did so that he didnt have his keys. Stiles went to the row of letterboxes lodged in the wall. Sliding his fingers through the gap and pulling out a keychain. Derek raised his eyebrows.

"Scott said" he gestured at the letterboxes and shrugged. "Figured he'd know."

"Thanks" he walked past Stiles taking the keys from him and unlocking the first door. They took the stairs. Mostly because Derek felt the need to keep moving, standing still, even for the short elevator ride, suddenly felt intolerable. He wondered how he had managed an entire afternoon sitting with the pack at the Diner. They got to Derek's level and he opened the door without preamble. It smelt disused, that vague neutral smell that settles in a place without people. It never smelt like home anyway...

"Wow..." Stiles walked past him into the room. He was focused in on the large flat screen television. It had been there when Derek left, but it wasnt the focus of Stiles' excitement, it was the panel of glowing electronics lined up below that he was making grabby hands at. "Theres a new Halo... Derek you have the New Halo!" He was practically buzzing with excitement. But when he turned Derek had this funny, lost look on his face. "Hey, are you okay?" Stiles slid the game back onto the shelf and stood.

Derek didnt know. He felt like he missed Stiles, like he was loosing him already. Like just by coming back to Beacon Hills he had irrevocably changed the way they related and he wanted to go back. Wanted to find a way to make the domesticity he'd felt in the car real. He didnt know how; felt rushed and on edge, but at the same time like he was poised in a moment of clarity, the slowing of time before a life changing event. Stiles was walking towards him, and maybe it was impulse, but maybe it was this feeling, this needing; that he'd been ignoring for so long; Derek reached out and grabbed him by the shoulders, slid a hand into his hair, reeled him in until they were inches apart-

And then it was no distance at all, because he was kissing Stiles.

It was just a gentle press of lips, but it released something inside him, a nervous tension, a sense of trepidation. This was the moment they had been building up to. Right from the beginning, before everything else, from the moment they clapped eyes on each other in that goddamn forest and Stiles blinked and gaped and Derek glared and hid behind his anger and pain. The last Full moon was just a preview, the rehearsal.

He pulled back, Stiles was gaping at him him now. like a drowning fish. It shouldnt have been attractive...

"Wha- Derek?" Of course Stiles would take a while to get with it. He could be so monumentally imperceptive for someone so smart. Derek just smiled at his bewilderment and kissed him again, Stiles responded, slowly, moving his head to get a better angle, sliding their lips together and making Derek shiver, hands running up his sides.

"Mmm." Stiles pushed Derek back a little, panting across his cheeks and neck. "No, you have to tell me what I did." Derek smiled into his jawline, where he was peppering light kisses.

"Why" he hummed.

"So I can do it again" Derek grinned and pulled back to kiss him properly. Stiles parted his lips, tonguing his way into Derek's mouth and moaning; and Derek wanted more, wanted to feel Stiles skin, wanted so much more than just a kiss. He slid his hands down to the hem of his shirt, slipping his thumbs under the fabric and rubbing circles on the soft skin above Stiles' waistline. He almost didnt notice the hands in his hair, it'd been cut but it was still a little longer and shaggier than it used to be, Stiles pulled on it and Derek groaned at the pleasant sharpness. "Are we really-"

"Yes" he grazed his teeth over Stiles lip and moved a hand to his back, pulling him closer, kissing him then dropping his head to suck at his neck, grazing his teeth across the skin. Stiles let his head fall to the side.

"Derek" his fingers involuntarily flexed in the wolfs hair and he let one slither down over Derek's defined abs, finding the tight hard nub of Derek's nipple through his henley. flicking a thumb across it made Derek gasp into his skin and Stiles wanted to catalogue all the ways he could tease a reaction out of the Wolf. He played with the hem of Derek's shirt, then slipped his fingers under the cloth to get at the expanse of bare skin, Derek's muscles rippled and tensed under his touch and he growled out his name before pulling back. He looked frowney and ruffled and Stiles just wanted to jump him already dammit, why were they stopping?

"Do you still want to take it slow? Cos its only going to get harder to stop." His pupils were blown.

"I-" Stiles didnt know, he hadnt thought about it since they got back, hadnt had much time, had been running almost on autopilot, all brain capacity gone on reciprocating Derek. Before, when they were away, he hadnt wanted to start a relationship with Derek because he thought it would be based on need and loneliness but he hadn't thought about... after...

Now they were home he realized he did want Derek. Not just now, always, he wanted him forever. He wanted to make a home with him, wanted to share stupid jokes and wake up sleepy and warm with him every morning. He wanted to grow old with him, watch him get grey hairs. It was such a bizarre idea, he'd always thought he'd go out early, especially after the supernatural shenanigans became so patently dangerous. But he really wanted to grow old with Derek. "I-" I love him. When did I fall in love with him?

"Stiles" Derek looked concerned, hands coming up to cup his face, eyes searching."it's okay, we can stop."

Stiles looked at him with wide, honest, honey brown eyes and said. "I love you" Derek gaped.

"You what?"

"I love you" he said more surely this time, like starting a car he'd already taken for a test drive. No backing down. Derek let out a breath, he didnt know what to say, it felt like too much he couldnt... there had been so many people in his life who had meant something to him, almost all of them were gone, very few had ever said those words and meant it. Of all his previous relationships, he'd always been the first to take the proverbial first step. It felt like it meant something that with Stiles it was different. "Derek?" Stiles was pulling at him gently, he realized his knees had given out and he'd sunk to the floor. "Hey, hey, I'm sorry, no brain to mouth filter remember? It was too much... I'm sorry"

"No. Don't" Derek gripped his shoulders, looking at him intensely. "I just... it's a lot..."

"Thats okay, take your time- I mean, you know what I mean"

They sat puddled on the floor for a while, the mood had been almost completely decimated. "I am sorry Derek." The wolf turned so he could look Stiles in the eye.

"Don't be, I-" he cleared his throat "I love you too." It was Stiles turn to gape, Derek had this cute little blush spreading across his cheeks and a tiny smile that shouldn't have made Stiles want to do bad, bad things. "you just, took me by surprise... I didnt think you, um, felt the same way."

"Oh my god Derek, are you blind? I'm pretty sure I've been making Moon eyes at you since junior year!" The wolf chuckled and pulled Stiles down to kiss him and it felt so logical for Stiles to straddle Derek's hips, sweep his tongue against his teeth and ohmygod, why haven't we been doing this forever? Because Derek let his mouth fall open with a moan and Stiles; Stiles wanted to get Derek to make that sound every day for the rest of their lives. "Jesus Christ" He'd pushed the wolf back, they were almost lying on the floor, Derek propped on his elbows as Stiles leant over him, just barely managing not to rutt against his thigh. Derek chased his mouth when he pulled away. "I want to- Can we- Please." He growled his approval and surged up claiming Stiles mouth and pulling him upright, sliding his hands under Stiles thighs and carrying him across the room to the bed.

Stiles wriggled backwards onto the pillows and watched Derek watching him while he veritably strip teased, pulling the henley over his head and unbuttoning his jeans efficiently but also sexily. Stiles gaped a little when Derek divested himself of pants and briefs in one go. Stiles hadnt really ever thought about how big Derek was and his brain stuttered over half formed ideas as Derek stalked up the bed towards him, eyes boring holes into Stiles'. It was only when he reached him and began unbuttoning his shirt for him the Stiles realized he was still (rather unfairly) fully clothed. He moved to help, but Derek batted his hands away so Stiles ran them over the bare chest above him instead, flicking Derek's nipples to see if he would react. He bit Stiles on the collarbone; Stiles counted it as a win and laughed into Derek's hair when the wolf started to lave at his neck.

"Smell good?"

"Mmmff" He rumbled "You have no idea" He moved down Stiles body, biting and licking until he got to his waistline, where he paused, changing pace. He slowly undid and pulled down Stiles' pants. Eyes flicking up to meet his when Stiles let out a strangled groan

"Do you have any idea how-Ah" Derek nipped at his hip bone, annoyingly near but far from the tent in his boxers "R-ridiculously hot you look?"

"I have been told..." Derek brushed a lip over the tip of Stiles penis mouthing at the cloth he still hadnt gotten rid of. Stiles squirmed

"Dereek!" the wolf paused, Stiles let out a frustrated moan and kicked at his shoulder, missing and hitting somewhere near his hip, he assumed it still conveyed his message and it must have, because Derek raised and eyebrow and pulled his boxers off and away in one swift move, before resettling between his legs and, without preamble, sinking his mouth over Stiles cock.

It was hot and tight and wet and Stiles had no idea what Derek was doing with his goddamn tongue but it was a wonder he didnt climax right there and then. As if sensing how aroused Stiles was, Derek back off. Mouthing at the tip, running his tongue along the underside of the head and using his hand along the shaft.

After a moment Derek raised his other hand to Stiles' mouth, when he opened Derek pressed two fingers between his lips. Even having had the warning, Stiles felt a prickle of shock run up his spine when Derek pushed a finger past his rim, groaning at the feeling. Rough and a little painful, but also good and right and Derek. It was even better when Derek dropped his head down, shifting his other hand to hold up Stiles hips, and engulfed Stiles cock, the sensory overload cancelled out the painful stretch. Stiles barely kept his hips from canting up into Derek's mouth and grabbed a fistful of the bedding, body tensed as he fought to stay in control.

Derek made it up to three fingers (Probably not enough) before Stiles grabbed him by the hair, dragged him off his cock and demanded that he:

"Just fuck me already!" Derek gave him a bruising kiss before reaching for the bedside drawer. Stiles kicked at him.

"Hurry up!" Derek just slapped his foot away and retrieved a condom and a bottle of lube. Stiles practically pounced on him when he finally got the goddamn condom on, pulling him back and hooking his legs around the wolfs waist. Derek had the grace to just to go with it, kissing Stiles filthily as he used his hands to line up and press gently against Stiles.

They both groaned at the friction. Stiles canting his hips despite the burn, and Derek just barely managing not to thrust all the way in in one go. Finally he bottomed out, resting there for a moment to let Stiles adjust.

"Are yo-

"Yes. now move already!" Stiles voice was high pitched and scratchy and he pushed his feet agains Derek's lower back.

"So demanding" he smiled into Stiles' throat.

"MOVE!" Stiles hit his shoulder. Derek smothered a laugh and eased back a little, Stiles growled.

"I swear to got Derek I will go fuck myself in your bathroom if you don't start fucking moving" he wriggled his hips to make his point.

"Okay... okay." He pulled out, then pushed back in again slowly, setting a gentle rhythm. It didnt last long, Stiles almost immediately used his leverage on Derek's hips to fuck down onto his dick. Gasping or shuddering every now and then when Derek found his prostate. He pressed open mouthed kisses along Derek's jaw and ran his hands repeatedly though the wolfs hair as he moved below him. Derek had one hand under the small of Siltes' back holding him up off the bed and the other braced on the headboard. Their bodies were slick with sweat and Derek looked down to see Stiles watching him with hooded, sex glazed eyes, he looked debauched, a high blush across his cheeks, lips open and panting - when they werent kissing Derek's - and puffy from biting. There was a hickey blooming just below his ear. It was almost enough to send Derek over the edge, seeing Stiles, feeling him, the mingled scents of their sweat and the smell of sex. Their sex. Stiles would smell like him for weeks, everyone would know he belonged to Derek and that Derek belonged to him. He must have said some of it aloud because moments later Stiles was saying:

"Yes, yours... I'm yours. Derek, Derek!" He spoke in pants, air punched out of him with each trust. Derek wanted him to climax first, wanted to watch as Stiles fell apart and then follow him over the edge. He removed his hand from the headboard and, leaning back to keep his balance, wrapped his hand around Stiles erection, jacking him twice before Stiles tensed, muscles spasming as he shouted Derek's name, white streaks of cum lining his chest and covering Derek's hand. The tightness and the smell of Stiles ripe in the air, sent Derek spiraling after him, pushing deep into Stiles tight heat and staying there. Pressed close, connected.

They lay there, panting in the afterglow for a moment before Stiles' brain came back online.

"Wow."

"Mmmm." Derek grumbled into Stiles neck, then rolled to the side, slipping out of Stiles and removing the condom, trying it and throwing it in the general direction of the trash. He glanced at Stiles stomach.

"Dude, theres no way I can go for round two already, I didn't get crazy stamina and recovery like you." Derek hummed into his middle, where he was licking the cum of Stiles skin. "I cant believe you dont mind that, tastes freakin gross to me."

"It's-

"A wolf thing?" Stiles quirked an eyebrow.

"I was gonna say its because it smells like you, but that too..." Stiles laughed at Derek's abashed look.

"It's okay, I don't mind." He pulled Derek up though, so they were face to face. "I'm gonna suck you next time." Derek's pupils visibly dilated.

"I thought you said you werent-" Stiles snickered.

"No, I'm just giving you a sneak preview." He winked and Derek huffed a sigh, pushing him until he was lying on his side and then hugging him from behind. Stiles laughed.

"What" it was a little muffled in his hair.

"Nothing, just figures you'd be an aggressive spooner." Derek lent back and pulled Stiles around so he could see his face.

"This is not the first time I've spooned you."

"No, and it wont be the last." Stiles smiled softly.

Derek smiled fondly back at him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Notes: I would deeply appreciate any and all responses to this chapter, please leave a review with your thoughts and feelings, i cant imporve if you dont tell me what im doing wrong or right. thanks :)

Also, you might notice that i have listed this as 'complete', Its not and I have more planned, but I felt like this was a good point to take a hiatus form writing - seriously, you have no idea how stressful a chapter every two days is, especially without a BETA. - there will be more, but ive gotta write it all first. bear with me but, dont hold your breath though. There will be more fics from me in the meantime. :) xxxx phlossie

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