Derek couldn't wait any longer. He slid his lips over Jackson's, a low rumble of pleasure escaping as he did. Jackson was wound in his arms and it wasn't enough. His arms around Jackson's back slid down and he pulled Jackson up, walking back as he did. Jackson released a moan, nipping at his lips as both his hands struggled to move to Derek's face. Derek couldn't think beyond Jackson and wanting more. His skin was crawling with electric need, drawing his entire body tight.
"Bed," Jackson muttered into his mouth. "Oh God bed." Derek thought about telling him they didn't have one but he was busy kissing him and talking really wasn't necessary right then. His hands slid up Jackson's back, curling over his shoulders which were flushed hotter than the rest of his body. Just the brush of Derek's fingertips had Jackson moaning so hard his entire mouth vibrated. In another moment he was climbing on Derek, legs wrapping around his waist tightly.

Jackson couldn't breathe as Derek's fingertips tightened on his shoulders. It was…unbelievable. Jackson couldn't even describe what was happening. Too many pleasurable feelings were shooting through him at once. Derek's lips connected so perfectly with his and those hands on his shoulders…he never wanted them to leave. One of his hands trailed down as Jackson had the thought and skimmed down his back, pressing him closer. Jackson groaned again. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all. He didn't know how Derek had managed them into the makeshift bed but it didn't matter. He sat up, hands tangling in the collar of Derek's shirt before tearing it away. Derek smiled before exhaling softly. He rolled slowly, giving Jackson plenty of chance to stop him. Jackson let it happen. He was too busy reveling in the burn of Derek's body against his.

Derek forced himself to breathe deeply. They couldn't rush this. Or at least…he didn't want to. They'd done this before and it seemed stupid to have the thought, but never like this. Things always had been different with Jackson. He smiled suddenly and Jackson echoed it before leaning up and catching his lips. Derek held Jackson's face carefully, almost as if he was afraid he'd break it. Jackson whined softly, his nails scratching along Derek's back. Derek smiled again.
"Patience pup." Jackson dropped back to the covers, hands settling on Derek's hips.
"I've been patient enough." Derek acknowledged him with a slow roll of his hips. Jackson whimpered. Still holding onto Derek's hips he arched up, eyes flashing. Derek took advantage of the position and skimmed his hands under Jackson's shirt, slipping it off his head when Jackson moved to help him.

Jackson rolled them again as Derek tossed his shirt away. He slid down Derek's body and licked his stomach before opening his jeans. He understood why Derek was taking it slow as he let his fingertips brush teasingly along. There was something highly erotic about wanting it so bad…and forcing himself to take his time. Derek groaned. Touching Derek was like holding a bomb. Jackson knew it was going to explode. Part of him didn't want it to. Not yet at least. He kissed Derek's hip, swirling his tongue over the skin. Derek's hands landed on his head, only to push him down. Smiling again, Jackson went. He moved carefully, savoring each bit of Derek's skin as he went. Derek gasped and shivered when Jackson finally sucked him in. Jackson let out a moan of his own as his head bobbed up and down. It was almost like he could feel what Derek was feeling. The pleasure curling tight in his belly. The heat of his mouth. Jackson's head spun. It was insane. He moaned his disappointment when Derek yanked him up with a hand under his arm.

Derek's lips pressed against Jackson's pout, fingers smoothing over his cheekbones. Jackson sighed against his mouth, hips rolling slowly. Derek met him eagerly, needing friction. Jackson inched closer, hands disappearing from Derek's chest as he worked at his jeans. He climbed back into Derek's lap after stripping them away. His arms wound around Derek's neck and he kissed him thoroughly. Derek groaned, gripping his hips. Jackson was emanating sheer pleasure and it was dragging Derek with it, pulling him higher. Jackson gripped one of Derek's hands before bringing it between them. His eyes silver, he drew two of Derek's fingers into his mouth. A low growl rattled in his chest as Derek watched Jackson lavish his fingers with his mouth, tongue attending to each centimeter of skin. Jackson held his gaze as he did it, wringing another rumbling moan from Derek. Impatience clung to him but Derek was enjoying watching Jackson's face too much. There was a good possibility that it was the best thing he'd ever seen. Jackson's eyes glowing because of him. Jackson sucking his fingers for him. What he knew was going to follow this. What was going to follow that as well. Derek smiled and slipped his fingers free, kissing Jackson again as he slid them in.

Jackson whined and arched before sinking down, exhaling slowly. The wolf slid away and when he opened his eyes he was sure they were green again. He let his hands fall to Derek's shoulders. His fingertips slid in the sweat, gathering it in the grooves.
"Please," he let out. His body was on fire now and he knew he couldn't take this much longer. His skin burned even hotter where it met Derek's and he could hardly do anything but moan. Derek smiled before kissing Jackson's neck. Jackson couldn't help another moan, the skin of his throat vibrating under Derek's lips. Grabbing Derek's jaw he tilted his face up and kissed him again. He couldn't stop kissing him. He didn't know why. He didn't care. Jackson rocked back on Derek's fingers as his tongue smoothed along the other wolf's. Derek's hand fell away suddenly and Jackson forced himself to ignore the loss, pressing his lips down harder. Derek was lifting him then, lowering Jackson onto his cock carefully. Jackson's lungs emptied completely. Derek's tongue traced his open lips.

Derek paused even though he knew Jackson was okay. He knew it but he wanted to make sure. Even though it didn't make sense. Jackson's lips closed around his tongue and Derek took that as a sign that it was okay to move. Derek lifted him again and held him aloft for a moment, chuckling when Jackson whined. He let him drop back down. Jackson took hold of his wrists and Derek let him. His breath hissed out as Jackson used his legs to move himself. He couldn't stop his hips from raising to meet him after a few more strokes. His eyes were glued to Jackson's face. His panting lips, his fluttering eyelashes. It was all he could see. Derek slipped one hand free of Jackson's grip, moving it to Jackson's neck. His fingertips lingered at Jackson's pulse, breath stuttering as he felt it run up his arm like a shiver. His teeth extended. Pulling back he met Jackson's eyes for a long moment without moving. Jackson stared back, a tiny smile finally escaping. This was it. Derek's heart clenched in his chest. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Jackson's throat, humming as he started moving again. Derek peeled back his lips, his slick teeth resting against Jackson's skin. He paused one last moment before opening his jaw and sinking into him.

A strangled cry left Jackson's throat. Derek bit him and suddenly there was a flood of Derek. He was so full of Derek he could hardly feel himself anymore. The heat and pleasure more than doubled and he was lost. There were no words to describe it. Jackson never thought he'd experience anything like this. This utterly blinding, overwhelming, consuming…completion. A howl tore out of his throat and then Derek was echoing it. The light faded and he slowly looked down to Derek. He wondered for a moment if he looked as intoxicated as Derek did. "Okay?" he questioned hoarsely. Derek smiled lazily. His tongue slid out to catch a drop of blood before he gathered Jackson and turned them both. Jackson let himself relax into the mattress, watching Derek.
"You're mine," Derek breathed.
"Took you long enough," Jackson mumbled in return, eyelids closing.

A/N: This chapter did not want to be written. I swear. Thanks for waiting (I assume patiently lol) and yes I do think the next chapter will be the last. Time to move on to unwritten pastures.

Thanks so much, hope you enjoyed.