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Here's the first date !
Stiles's POV !
A week later !
So where do I start ? Oh yes, let's talk about the conversation I had with Derek a few hours after he kissed me. I still remember the taste of his lips. We haven't kissed again. No that's not true. We talked, and we got a little carried away afterwards. Let me explain...
Flashback !
I arrive at Derek's loft, frozen despite being wrapped in a down jacket, a scarf, a cap lowered above my eyes and a pair of gloves.
« It's official, I hate winter. » I declare as I enter.
Derek closes the door behind us, and pushes the lock.
« Do you intend to sequester me ? »
« Maybe when you decide whether or not you want to be with me. » he tells me.
« That's not the point, Derek. » I take off one by one my tin clothes, just the jacket and all because it is too warm at Mister Alpha's loft. « Listen, I fell for you the minute I saw you, but I knew I had no chance. At least, I thought so. »
He stretches out his arm and removes the cap from my head, ruffling my hair in the process. All I have left is the scarf, which I keep around my neck for now.
« I thought I was annoying you. »
« You don't annoy me, Stiles. » he told me. « You talk a lot, it's true, but it's part of you. And what I feel for you is not just a simple physical attraction, there is more to it than that. Are we going to sit down and talk... »
« I'm way too nervous to sit. » I say. « I need to know what you see in me, Derek. »
« Can you hear yourself talking ? » He shakes his head. « Stiles, from the minute I saw you, I knew. I knew that you would be by my side to lead the pack, that you would be by my side for... everything. »
« What, you imprinted on me ? » I taunt in spite of myself.
« We're not in a movie, Stiles, but that's almost it. » he tells me. « Listen, I was just a naïve kid when I met Paige and Kate. I let myself believe that Paige was made for me, and I made a big mistake, and she died. Kate came in and took the opportunity to manipulate me, and we know what happened. »
« That wasn't your fault, Derek. » I say, appalled that he still feels guilty for the crime of a psychopath.
« I know, and it took me a while to stop feeling guilty for the slaughter of my family. » he continues. « I grown up, and I made peace with my wolf side when I became the Alpha. You landed in my life and, it's true that I was not very social but... »
« You still aren't. » I can't help but point out.
He has a smile on his face, and doesn't deny my remark.
« But, I've always been interested in you. If I kept a certain distance between us, it is because you were, you are, still a minor. If we didn't have such a big age difference, I might have taken a step towards you earlier, but that's not the case. »
« Seven years is not that huge. » I say with shrugging my shoulders.
« Stiles... »
« I wish I had known, that you told me about it before and told me about your willingness to wait until I was eighteen. I would have understood that, and I would have accepted it. » I walk towards him, leaving just a few inches between us. « Derek, the last few months have been very complicated for me. Seeing my best friends happy with the person they love every day, at first it's cool, but it was getting embarrassing for me. Because they all had something I dreamed of having. Someone to love, and who loves me in return. »
He takes my face in a cup with one hand, makes his red eyes glow alpha and tells me in a hoarse and intense voice :
« I'm here, Stiles. I've always been there, and I'm not joking on how I feel about you. Tell me what you want, and I give it to you. »
« I want you, Derek. It doesn't matter if it has to stay platonic until I'm eighteen, I just want to be with you. »
I will be eighteen in four months, something I point out to Derek.
« Maybe we could, I don't know, be together but be careful. » I propose. « I know I can be annoying, impatient, have all the flaws of the world but... »
Derek kisses me. Sweet, chaste... This kiss makes me shiver with pleasure.
« I'm tired of staying away. » he whispers to me. « But I won't touch you until you're eighteen. »
Meaning : I would remain virgin until I reach my majority. I'm not sure if I'll be ready, at the age of eighteen, to pass the full course, but why does it matter if I can now touch and kiss Derek ?
« Deal ! » I blow in my turn. « But does that mean I can still kiss you ? »
He answers my question by taking off my scarf, then, he slides one hand on my cheek, the other around my waist like last night, and his gaze pierces me. His eyes glow with a ruby glow drowned in desire. He then gives me a stunning kiss, from the moment his tongue takes possession of mine. I let myself be totally invaded...
End of the flashback !
That kiss ended in Derek's bed. No, we didn't sleep together or do anything. It was clear, no sex until I'm eighteen. In any case, that is not what interests me at the moment. I want to be able to explore my relationship with Derek without the physical side. For now. So, we kissed for a long time on the bed until it got complicated in our pants. We forced ourselves to put an end to it, each in a room so, me swapping the bed for the sofa, and Derek had gone into the kitchen to prepare hot chocolates for us. Once the sexual tension subsided, we stayed on the couch talking. I haven't announced it to my father yet, I'd rather wait. We gathered the Pack two days later to talk to them about it, and if the girls let out ecstatic squeaks before throwing themselves on me – and I ended up with my ass on the ground – the boys's reaction was different. Isaac, Jackson and Ethan dropped an It's about time. They had noticed that I was pinning for the Alpha and they were relieved that it had finally happen. Aiden and Scott have been more or less... surprised. Coming from Scott it didn't surprise me, my best friend may be off the mark at times, but he was happy for us, in the end, just like Aiden despite the initial shock. Derek used his Alpha tone to make sure our little confidence didn't come out of the Pack. The girls added a small threat to their respective darlings to make them understand that they would suffer if they talked about Derek and me in public. Clearly, they would not hesitate to deprive them of sex. As long as my father is not aware, it will be as if my relationship with Grumpy does not exist outside the Pack.
A week has passed since Derek and I exchanged our first kiss, and tonight he takes me to dinner. Finally, we will go to a simple place, without too many people because my wolf hates the crowd. I made sure that my father was not on call tonight so that I could excuse an evening with my sisters. So he will be alone at home. So, I prepared a bag of clothes under the supervised eye of Allison and Malia, and we went to Lydia's house. Where I am right now. They help me prepare for my very first date.
« So, where does our dear Alpha take you ? » asks Lydia, after validating my outfit.
I'm wearing jeans, a brown sweater over a t-shirt that I tucked into my pants, and a pair of sneakers that I've never put on before.
« We're going to have dinner first, but I don't know where. I told him to keep it simple, you know as well as I do that he doesn't like when there are too many people. » I said as I went to sit near Malia on a sofa.
« I think he's getting better by the day. » says Allison. « And it's thanks to you. »
« Um, let's say he doesn't let anything appear when we're all together. » I admit. « He's different when we are just the two of us. I see it more now. You've never seen Derek smile but I can guarantee you that this week I must have seen him smile at least five times. Or even more. »
« I'd believe it when I saw it. » says Lydia. « Well, as soon as he brings you back, you send me a text that I go down to open you. Then we want all the details. »
« Yes, even the most intimate. » Allison tells me.
« Ewe, that's my cousin. » Malia grimaced.
« Scott has been my best friend since kindergarten and there are things about him that you told me that I'd rather forget. » I remind her.
My phone vibrates. I left it on Lydia's nightstand. I get up from the sofa and go get it. It's Derek.
« He's here ! »
It's time. I grab my jacket and go downstairs, followed closely by the girls but before I even get to the door, the three of them stand in front of me.
« Don't forget Stiles, it may be your first date, but there's no reason for it to get weird between you. » Lydia tells me.
« You've known each other for a long time, it should be okay. » Malia reassures me.
« If you ever feel that the situation is heavy, you talk to him about something off-topic. » Allison tells me. « You said he was smiling with you, so say something that will make him smile. Anything. »
« Ok, ok ! »
We, or rather he, rings the door. As the perfect host, Lydia goes to open the door, and Derek enters. Oh my god... I'm going to have a heart attack. Every time he wears his leather jacket, I'm close to faint because he's too sexy. I can't even focus on the rest of his outfit.
« Go, and you bring him back before eleven. » Lydia tells Derek, while Malia pushes me towards Derek.
He roll his eyes. Yes, I agree with him, but I keep myself from saying it out loud so I don't upset Lydia. Grumpy's hand takes hold of mine, electrifying me, and I am outside. Fucking winter, I'm cold, but very quickly, I find the warm in the Camaro, whose heating is pushed high.
« So where do you take me ? »
« Well, I know someone and the table I booked will be far away from other customers. » Derek tells me, before turning to me. « I'm sorry, you know I don't like the crowd and I would have made an effort, but with your father not yet aware for us... »
« Derek, you could take me for a picnic on the Nemeton that it wouldn't change anything for me. » I reassure him by taking his hand over the gear lever. « That's cool. »
He nods his head. He looks relieved. I straighten up and lean to kiss him on the cheek before sitting back normally. I fasten my seatbelt, and Derek sets off. With the snow, the drive takes just over twenty minutes. I know this place, but I've never eaten there. It's an Italian restaurant – the best in town – and it's always packed to the brim. The good thing is that you can even get delivered, but it was out of my reach and my means. Derek parks, goes around the Camaro and comes to open the door for me like a gentleman. I hold back a comment that would make him uncomfortable, and get out of the car promising not to forget to tell the girls about it. I have no doubt that everything I would tell them about the course of the evening and all of Derek's attentions would remain secret. I tremble because of the cold, and my Grumpy grabs hold of my mouth. I immediately forget that I am frozen, and I let him slip his tongue into my mouth.
« It's so hard. » he admits.
« What ? » I ask, a little disturbed by his gaze, and what he's implying.
« Not being able to touch you the way I would like. » he says.
« Yes, you can but you won't because I'm not eighteen and I'm still just a kid. » I tease him.
« I never said you were just a kid. » he grumbles.
Damn, why does hearing him growl turn me on ? He must feel it because his eyes turn black and a hint of ruby springs into his irises. I swallow, and put a leash to my desire. I kiss Derek at the corner of his lips, and at the same time my stomach gurgles, which softens my boyfriend's face. He picks himself up, tied his hand to mine and leads me to the restaurant, but he takes us from behind and his friend, a man in his forties, takes us in and leads us to a private room. Very well decorated, with a table for two set in the middle of the room, and there are even candles. Ok, it's a real romantic dinner. We get rid of our jackets, which we hang on the coat rack near the door, and Derek's friend leaves us for a few moments and closes the door as he go out. There, Derek grabs me and pushes me against the door, invading my mouth with his tongue to give me a stunning kiss, which leaves me breathless.
« Control your desire, Stiles. » he said firmly while keeping a calm voice. « I already have enough trouble tempering mine, so please, make an effort. Until your birthday. »
« A... All right. »
It's going to be difficult, but I'm going to do the right thing. Derek kisses me again but this time, more slowly, and I feel a long fullness invade me. I wish I could stay like that, kissing him for hours but he comes off me and leads me to the table. He pulls the chair for me to sit first. I'm melting. I may be a guy, but a little romance doesn't hurt. I didn't know that Derek could be gallant, but I've been discovering a completely different man for a week, and I have nothing against him keeping all these little touches just for me. He tenderly squeezes my neck before going to sit in front of me. There is a knock on the door, and it opens after Derek announces that he can enter. His friend – who I learned then his name was Sergio – brings us a jug of fresh water and a basket of fresh bread cut into slices. A waiter came behind him and drops us a bowl of goat cheese and candied tomatoes.
« Do I take your order right away ? » asks Sergio.
« Uh, I'm not sure what to choose uh... » I hesitate when I look at Derek.
« Do you trust me ? » he asks. I nodded, then, he replied to Sergio : « A Milanese osso-buco for me, and spaghetti with pesto for my boyfriend. »
My boyfriend... My heart beats, which Derek notices and he sketches a smile. I blow discreetly to regain myself, and we are alone again. Derek takes a piece of bread, brushes it with cheese and places a candied tomato on it, then, hands it to me. Our fingers are getting close. Our smiles are the same. He prepares a bread with cheese and tomato for him, and signals me to chew first in my aperitif. Thing I do, and the mixture of flavors is divine.
« Wow ! »
I don't say anything again until I finish my bread. I wipe my mouth with a towel.
« It's very good. »
« Wait until you taste the dish I ordered from you. » he tells me.
And he's right, because the dish is really delicious. Derek hands me a spoon of his dish, and feeds me so that I can taste. It's just as good.
« Next time, I would order several dishes and have them delivered to the loft. » Derek tells me. « I would lock you up at home, however. »
« I don't mind. » I admit, with a smile on my face. « Thank you Derek, I'm having a really great evening. »
« I... I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable. » he says to me, embarrassed.
Yes, I understand what he means. We finish our respective dishes in silence, while we had spent the rest of the meal laughing, and getting each other's plate tasted. When I finish mine, I wipe my mouth, drink a long sip of water and get up from my chair. I see Derek getting scared by pushing back his chair but I reassure him by sitting on him, passing one leg over his own to be straddling him. It is my turn to reassure him. There is no question of me letting him panic now that he is mine.
Derek Hale is mine!
I pass my right arm around his neck, and with my left hand I touch his cheek.
« There's no reason to be uncomfortable, Derek. And I speak for you and me. » I rub my nose with his, and my man's hands land on my hips. « This evening is perfect. I promise you that I would talk to my father, but until then, I want you to know that if I want to wait a little longer, it is not because I am ashamed. My father knows that I have a preference for boys, and that I have a soft spot for you. »
« He... Do you think he will accept me ? » he asks. « I'm older than you and... »
« Don't say stupidity. » I kiss him. « Everything will be fine, okay ? »
He mumbles one okay and I get lost in his expert hands and mouth. His tongue caresses mine with such agility. I get back to my chair after this kiss, and at the right time because the door opens to the waiter who took care of bringing us our dishes all evening. For dessert, we share a tiramisu, and I'm sure I'll explode if I keep eating.
« I'm not sure I'll be able to get out of Lydia's bed tomorrow morning. »
I realize that my remark can be confusing, and Derek grumbles with jealousy.
« Relax Grumpy, I don't like Lydia like that. » I reassure him by taking his hand to bring it to my lips.
« I still don't like knowing you're going to sleep with the girls. » says Derek.
« You'd rather take me back to the loft ? »
I play with fire, I know it and I don't care.
« Yes ! » says Derek.
« We'll have to wait, Grumpy. » I wink at him.
The evening ends too quickly. Derek takes me back to the Camaro, holding me against him with his arm around my shoulders. Mine is wrapped around his waist.
« I don't want the evening to end. » I say, while he opens the door to me.
« Neither do I. » he said, turning me in front of him. « But we'll see each other tomorrow. »
He doesn't even need to promise me, I know we'll see each other. The pack gathers at the loft to take stock. Derek takes me back to Lydia's house, taking his time, and keeping my hand in his while he was driving with only one. Arriving in front of my best friend's house, I notice that the window of her room is lit. I texted her ten minutes ago to tell her that we were on the way. I unbuckle my seatbelt, but Derek doesn't get out of the car. I turn to him, and he defeats his before leaning over to me, taking my cheek in cup. He bites my lip, slides his tongue over it and, as I open my mouth, he kisses me for a long time. He plays with me, giving me something to spend the night fantasizing about before taking me back to the front door.
I later learn that the girls spied on us through the window during our intensive make out session, and we laughed about it all night as I told them the details of our date in an Italian way.
I'll post the chapter 3 on Wednesday !