Dry humping Derek was not how Stiles had expected to start their Sunday morning.
It was embarrassing and Stiles felt so sorry for it but it didn't come as that big of a surprise. Once they were awake enough to realize what they were doing, they retreated to the edge of the bed where they tried to will down their erection while Derek was watching them with interest. Not sexual interest, more a hunter and the prey kind of interest. Under that gaze, Stiles felt their erection hardening even more and they had to fight the urge to touch themself.
Then Derek started to talk. Still with that cold, calculating look in his eyes. He ordered Stiles to take out their erection, to show it to him and Stiles did. They had never been this turned on in their life and when Derek told them to get themself off, they didn't have to be told twice.
Afterward, Derek rubbed their come into their skin, something about their scent Stiles guessed, and then they were cuddling. Derek even made happy little puppy noises, it was adorable.
"We need to talk about our sexual preferences," Stiles told him. "Seriously."
However, at the moment they were too content with snuggling into Derek than to care about things like that. They didn't fall asleep again but they let themself drift for a little while.
They got up eventually. They took turns in the bathroom while they avoided looking at each other. Things weren't bad between them but neither of them was ready to address what had happened this morning.
Then they were sitting at the kitchen table with coffee and buttered toast and no idea where to even start.
"Have you heard from Boyd or Erica?" Derek asked.
"Nothing." Stiles had checked their phone a few times and they did it again now just to make sure that they hadn't missed anything but so far nothing.
Derek chewed on his toast and Stiles could tell that he was working himself up to say something.
"I don't know what came over me," Derek finally said. He put down his toast but didn't look at Stiles. "I'm sorry, I …"
"It was awesome," Stiles admitted but at the same time shame made them blush. Why had they been so turned on by this?
"It was just a bit unexpected?" They gave Derek a lopsided smile. "And sorry for molesting you in your sleep. I would like to promise that I won't do it again but let's be honest, I most likely will." Stiles slumped back in their chair.
"What now?" Derek asked.
"We're adults, we can handle this like adults." Stiles sat up straighter. "Let's talk about this."
At first, it was awkward as hell and they were both blushing and fidgeting like High Schoolers but after a few minutes, they became more comfortable with the topic. In the end, they were sipping coffee while Stiles was taking notes.
Turned out that Derek liked kissing, cuddling, and all kinds of non-sexual touching. He had a thing for Stiles' scent and he liked cuddling with them while they smelled of sex. It didn't turn him on but it had something comforting. Stiles filed it under weird werewolf behavior. Another thing they filed there was that dominant side they had seen of Derek earlier. He hadn't been turned on by it but it had done something to him. Something about power and possessiveness, Stiles guessed.
Derek did like a good orgasm from time to time but he didn't necessarily need another person around for that. He was pretty indifferent when it came to full-on sex, he didn't mind it was the term he used so Stiles filed it under no. Derek made them open a new category labeled on occasion and told them to file it there.
"Is that going to be my present for Christmas?" Stiles joked to which Derek gave them a cryptic smile.
Stiles on the other hand liked all the things Derek had listed with the kissing and touching. They would like to go farther but they were more than okay with what Derek was comfortable with. To which Derek tapped the on occasion category.
Then there was the part where Derek had told them what to do. That had been one hell of a turn-on.
"Your voice, what you said, how you said it." The memory alone sent shivers down Stiles' spine. "The way you were looking at me. Gimme more of that."
"I can do that," Derek said in that voice again and with a hint of electric blue in his eyes. Stiles wasn't sure if that was a threat or a promise but it did things to them.
They were both not comfortable with labeling it dominant and submissive but they had to admit that it had that vibe to it. They both wanted to explore it more but Derek only agreed to that after Stiles had promised to tell him if he ever went too far.
There were still things left to map out but they had a solid grip on where their boundaries were and that was enough for now.
"I had no idea that talking about sex can be so exhausting." Stiles stretched until their back popped.
Derek hmmed to that.
"Speaking of sex," Derek said. "Did I mention that I was sexiled last night?"
"You did not." That got him their full attention. "Laura and Kira?"
"Yep." Derek took a sip of his coffee. "We had to clean the whole apartment and she even put on new sheets."
"I knew it." Stiles tapped the table with their fist. "Who asked first?"
"It was a tie. They both asked at the same time."
"You're joking."
"No. They even said yes in unison."
"I'll have to ask Laura about that." They were not giving up on their bet this easily.
"I told her that you would interrogate her."
"You know me so well." Stiles gave him a blinding smile.
Right on cue, Derek's phone buzzed with a message from Laura that the coast was clear, he could come home if he wanted to.
"I probably should check in with her," Derek mused.
"You just want all the juicy details," Stiles teased but they got that after what they had just discussed, Derek needed time to think about it. Stiles for sure did.
They were interrupted by a second message from Laura, asking if Stiles wanted to come over for dinner.
"I'm here all the time, you should come over more often," Derek said but he left it to them. He wouldn't be mad if they said no, Stiles knew that, but he did have a point. They had been over to Derek's place only a few times so far and they had never spent the night. With Laura living there as well, the latter was kind of awkward but they could come over for dinner.
"How can I say no to Laura's cooking?"
Derek left not much later but they would see each other again in a few hours.
Once they were alone, Stiles dropped on the couch. The last twenty-four hours had been a roller coaster. And there was still no news on Erica.
Stiles got their phone and asked Isaac if he had heard anything but he answered promptly with a no. Looked like he was waiting for news as much as Stiles was.
In the end, Stiles said fuck it and sent Boyd a message, asking how Erica was doing. The check-mark turned blue a few minutes later but it took Boyd long minutes before he answered.
Not sure yet, might be something serious.
That didn't sound good. Stiles sent him a hug and best wishes for Erica before they relayed the message to Isaac. Not much they could do right now, though. Tomorrow was Monday, they would see at least Boyd at work then.
Their stupid brain could not let go this easily so Stiles got their laptop out and killed some time with researching what could cause seizures.
Epilepsy was the first thing coming up and it had been what Stiles had guessed first but according to Boyd Erica did not have a history of seizures. Which didn't mean anything, this could very well have been her first.
Epilepsy would suck but other things could cause seizures as well. Serious things. Tumor in the brain kind of serious. Cerebral aneurysm. And other fun things.
This was the internet so everything was either cancer, deadly, or one was pregnant. Most likely all three but what Stiles found did not help to put them at ease. It almost came as a relief when it was time to get ready for dinner with Derek and Laura.
They would bet money that Laura would dress up today, she most likely had learned from experience, so Stiles made sure to put on their good jeans and a nice shirt but they topped it with their worn red hoodie just because they could. Besides, this was not something formal, this was just dinner with their boyfriend and his sister and Stiles wanted to feel comfortable.
They did, however, pack a small overnight bag just in case. There was no way they would have sex with Derek while Laura was in the other room, they had learned a thing or two about the ears of a werewolf, but with Derek sex was not the first thing coming to mind anyway. Cuddling and spooning was more up his alley and Stiles would be comfortable with that in Derek's bed.
Laura had dressed up but for dinner but for the food part she'd just made a simple stir fry. It was exactly what Stiles needed right now. It felt comfy and at home, like family. They wondered if this was part of what Derek had meant with pack.
Of course, Stiles had to grill Laura on the question who had asked whom out but as Derek had said, Laura insisted that it had been a tie. Stiles grumbled to that but when they heard that Laura and Kira had spent half the night playing video games their mind jumped to the still outstanding gaming session they had with Laura.
"We have to invite Kira for that." Stiles decided.
"You just want a chance to grill her on who asked first." Laura gave them a knowing look.
"That's not the point."
"You're not denying it." Derek sided with his sister, that bastard.
"It's your bet as well," Stiles reminded him but for whatever reason, Derek didn't seem to care.
"I can ask her, we can find a multiplayer we all like." Laura took their plate to refill it. "But I doubt that you'll get a different answer."
"We'll see." Stiles barely waited for her to set the plate down before they dug in again. "This is delicious."
After dinner, they did get out the good old board games. They didn't play Trivial Pursuit again but Laura had stocked up on games and they settled for Monopoly. It was a back and forth, all of them struggling at one point and dominating the game at another but in the end, Laura won with Derek coming second. Stiles was the loser of the day but that was okay. They had fun.
It was past eleven when they put the game away.
"I have to get up early tomorrow, I should get going." Stiles stretched but they were dragging their feet. Driving home did not look appealing and neither did their empty bed.
"You could stay," Derek said softly.
"I don't want to impose." They threw a glance at Laura. She was the alpha and this was her den. She had lost everything because Derek had trusted the wrong person, they would understand if Laura was wary to let them stay under her roof.
"You're more than welcome to stay," Laura repeated Derek's offer. "We don't bite." She gave them a toothy smile.
"Only speak for yourself," Stiles shot back but they were too tired to argue. So not much later they followed Derek into his room. They hadn't been in here before so Stiles took a moment to have a look around. Derek's work-out corner dominated the room.
"Of course you have weights," Stiles teased. "Don't tell me how much you can lift, with your werewolf strength you're cheating anyway."
Aside from that, there was only a desk, a bed, and a walk-in closet. No books, no pictures, nothing. Just a lonely laptop on the desk.
"You seriously need a hobby." Stiles shook their head at all the bleakness. "At least get a plant or something."
"I'll think about it," Derek said softly with a hint of bitterness in his voice. "Come to bed."
"I'm sorry." They hadn't meant to offend Derek.
"It's okay, you're right."
Stiles slipped into bed with Derek. They were in a strange room in a strange bed but Derek next to them was familiar and after some arranging Stiles found themself as the little spoon. They fell asleep with Derek holding them close.
A/N A little heads-up, there won't be a new chapter next weekend. It's Easter and the first weekend of Camp April. We'll be back to regular updates the weekend after that.