Disclaimer : I don't own the characters !
I know, it's been a while but I was really tired the past few days.
Hope you'll like this chapter.
A month later !
Stiles's POV !
Here we go, I'm EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD !
I wake up with a giant smile. Last night I slept alone in bed, but I stayed for hours on the phone with Derek. Not having class today, I decide to loaf in bed a little more. Especially since I couldn't prevent the girls of the Pack from organizing me a small birthday party. I don't need a party. All I want is to be able to spend the day with my Grumpy. No, I don't intend to sleep with Derek today. Apart from the showers we took together after a fight a little too testing, we didn't have as many moments of intimacy as we want. I want to wait, he knows and respects it.
« We're going at your own pace, babe ! » he told me.
When he calls me babe, I feel like a marshmallow. Of course, he doesn't call me that in front of everyone. Only when we're alone, and I like that he keeps his romantic and caring side only for me. My phone rings. A stupid smile stretches my lips. Derek. I answer the call.
« Hello, my Grumpy ! »
« Happy birthday, babe ! »
« Um, I love when you call me that. Are you still in bed ? »
« No ! »
I don't have time to ask him where he is, that the door of my room opens to him. He smiles at me while hanging up.
« Hi ! »
« Hi there ! Um, how did you get in ? »
« By the door. » he says, amused. « Your father is making breakfast. Are you coming ? »
« Um, give me time to take a shower. »
And to brush my teeth, by the way. I push my blanket back and get out of bed. I pass by Derek, who wraps his arm around my waist to prevent me from leaving the room, and when he tries to kiss me, I turn my head away.
« No, I have to brush my teeth. » I protested, trying, in vain, to get rid of his embrace.
« I don't care. » he grumbles in my neck. It bites my skin. « I missed you last night. »
« I missed you too, but please, I have to take a shower. » I said to him, managing to get out of his arms.
I'm locking myself in the bathroom before he can hold me back. Whew... Well, I undress and slip under hot water. Then, a towel around the waist, I brush my teeth. There, he will be able to kiss me. I go back to my room half naked, and Derek is sitting on my bed. I try to ignore his little rictus and close the door before going to my dresser. Pfff, how am I going to dress today ? The little party will take place this afternoon here. I managed to restrict the ardour of the girls who wanted to organize me a big thing.
« Seriously girls, yes I'm going to be eighteen, but all I want is to be with my man so, okay we can celebrate it but only if you don't make a big deal of it. Please ! »
They capitulated. So there will only be a cake to share with the whole Pack and gifts to open. Again, I told them I didn't need anything but they brushed aside my remark as one removes dust from his jacket. There, it was I who capitulated.
« What am I going to wear ? » I say in a blow, by opening my drawers one by one, without the slightest idea of what to put on.
Derek sticks to my back, and I feel his erection against me through his jeans.
« I know what I would like you to wear. » he said, circling me. He licks my earlobe. « Nothing at all ! »
« If you think I'm going to have sex with you now that I'm of age, you're so wrong, Grumpy. »
No, although I intend to enjoy his body later, and let him enjoy mine. I'm of age, so he's going to be able to let go a little bit. We will be able to let go a little more. The only moments when we stroked each other, were in the shower when we washed each other, and we were not attacked every day ...
« I know, babe... » I bite my lip so as not to moan. « ... but I will be able to lick you everywhere. »
Ok, I'm tired of it. I turn around and my mouth collides with Derek right away. He takes control very quickly, and the kiss gets hot. Really hot. He leaves me breathless, and Derek deflects his divine mouth into my neck.
« Derek... »
« Tonight... » He comes back to my mouth and leaves me stunned again. « Tonight ! »
I don't need him to be more precise. Tonight, he and I are going to take our relationship up a notch. It's about time that we went a little deeper.
« I'm waiting for you in the kitchen. »
He bites my chin and the second after, he comes out of my room. To prevent me from collapsing, I sit on the bed. Oh God, I really don't know where to put my head. My body is in constant demand of his. From his mouth, from his skin. From him as a whole. I am aware that it will be time before I feel ready to have sex, and contrary to what other might think, boys also have insecurities. I'm one of them and even though I love Derek with all my heart, and he loves me in return, I'm going to need time to make the big leap. We must get to know the body of the other. I have to get to know Derek's body better, his perfection. He has experience and I don't. He has experience with girls, and I know I'm his first guy, but that doesn't change the fact that he's more confident, more comfortable than me. I end up dressing up in jeans and a red hoodie. I put on socks, then, I join my father and my boyfriend in the kitchen. My father wears his uniform, which means he will be at the station all day. I don't mind.
« Stiles ! » greets my father by hugging me. « Happy birthday, son. »
« Thanks, Dad ! » I back away. « Tell me you haven't eaten bacon, huh ? »
« I'm the parent here. » he smiles. « Come on, sit down and eat. »
He walks out of the kitchen, leaving me one-on-one with Derek approaching me to steal a kiss.
« I feel you stressed. » he tells me.
« A little bit. »
Why lie when he can find out in an instant ?
« There's no reason. » he reassures me. « At your own pace, remember ? Tonight, we'll do what you want. As long as I am with you, everything suits me. »
« I love you ! »
« I know. » He smiles at me. « I love you too. »
He kisses me, but quickly because my father comes back from I don't know where. There, he hands me a gift wrapped in silver paper.
« I found it while putting away some things and I had it framed for you. » he tells me.
Intrigued, I tear the paper and discover my gift. My heart is accelerating, my throat is knotted and tears are rising in my eyes. It was a picture of my mother and I, long before she got sick. I'm not sure how old I was in this picture, maybe eight, or nine years old. I put the picture on the table and I take my father in my arms. I don't want to cry in front of him, so I hold back very hard.
« Thank you, Dad ! »
« She would be proud of you. » he told me.
He leaves, wishing me a happy birthday one last time, and that's when I break down. In Derek's arms. He says nothing. He just let me cry for several minutes. When I'm calmed down, he makes me sit at the kitchen table and spends an hour feeding me until I can't take no more food.
« Let me do it. » he said to me, as I got ready to get up to clean the table.
So I go into the living room, taking the photo frame with me. Sitting on the couch, I put the photo on the coffee table. I was very young when my mother died, but I have a few bits of memories spent with her, and my father sometimes took care of filling in a few blanks. I miss her, that's for sure, otherwise I wouldn't have spent five minutes crying in Derek's arms, but I had my father the rest of my life, and I didn't end too badly. And I didn't lack maternal love. I had Scott's mother. Derek comes to sit next to me, and draws me against him.
« Do you want me to call Lydia so we cancel the party ? » he asks me.
« No ! » God I love him. « It's going to be okay, as long as you hug me, and you stay with me. »
« I won't go anywhere. »
...
I admit, I had a great birthday with all my friends. When Scott saw the photo frame on the coffee table, he immediately recognized my mother and took me in his arms. No, I didn't cry again. We spent more than four hours laughing, eating a great raspberry-chocolate cake - of which I cut a part that I put in the fridge for my father - and I kicked the ass of the boys – except Derek who remained as a spectator – at the console. I opened my gifts... New clothes, overpriced sunglasses, a new video game, and even a silver blade with a thicker but very light handle, made by Allison herself. I know perfectly well how to handle weapons, contrary to what other might think. I'm the son of a cop who's a martial arts expert, obviously I know a few tricks, and I've been getting back to it a little more seriously for several months, and I'm fine-tuning my weapons handling technique with Allison and his father. I thank the huntress with a loud kiss on her cheek, which made her laugh. Lydia offers me a book on supernatural creatures, which she admits to me having found thanks to Deaton. Awe-some !
When this beautiful people left, after the girls insisted on helping me clean up, Derek lifted me up and made me sit on the kitchen table, inserting himself between my legs to kiss me.
« What would you say about leaving and going home ? » He makes his red eyes glow. « I have to give you my gift. »
« I thought it was you, my gift ? » I close my legs around him, and slide my hand over his belly, then lower. « Do you want to be my gift, Derek ? »
« I'm all yours. » he whises.
When my palm lands on his erection, Derek throws himself on my mouth. Ten minutes later, I mounted my gifts in my room, and I let myself be carried away by Derek to the Camaro. The snow having melted for a long time, it doesn't take long for my grumpy darling to arrive at the loft, which he closes once the door's passed.
« What if we taking a shower ? » I suggest by wrapting my arms around his neck.
I like to see Derek dripping with water, he looks like a God. A Greek god just for me, and now I no longer have to wait for one to be covered in mud and blood from a fight to go in the shower. I must be covered with the smell of the Pack, which has to mask mine, and I know that Derek doesn't like it too much. In these cases, he sticks to me until I am covered with his own smell, and I don't complain about it. He smiles at me, knowing perfectly well the reason that made me suggest the shower, then, he gives me a breathtaking kiss. Turned on, I take off his leather jacket, his t-shirt and I unbutton his jeans but he stops me to take off my hoodie. He grumbles when he sees the absence of a t-shirt underneath.
« It's faster. » I said to him as I sent my shoes away.
I turn my back on him and head to the bathroom, which I barely crossed when he sticks against me, making me laugh.
« Can't wait to have me naked, Derek ? »
« Can't wait to get you naked in my bed, Stiles. » he corrects.
« Um, it can be done later. » I pivot in his arms. « I love you so much, Derek. Sometimes I find it hard to believe that you are mine. »
« I'm yours. » he assures me in a firm voice.
He kisses me, closes the bathroom door with a kick and finishes undressing after running the water from the shower. We are naked in front of the other. I have a little jitters, which he feels because he draws me against him and gives me a long kiss comforting and full of love.
« At your own pace ! » he whises.
My head is spinning but in a good way. Derek drags me into the shower, and we do nothing more than kiss for several minutes. He deflects into my neck, onto my shoulder as his hands make their way to my ass, which he grabs tenderly. It's very different when we wash each other, because we don't necessarily try to seduce the other with each touch, but there ... Derek moves his hands full of soap over my skin, deliberately titillating my nipples with his thumbs, which makes me moan. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling that his hands give on me. I don't know how long our shower lasts, but I know I don't have the head clears enough to give him back what he gives me. For now. When I would have regained my mind... Derek takes us out of the shower, and wraps each other a towel around the waist, then, with another, he takes care of blotting my hair, which I let grow slightly.
« Are you okay ? » he asks me.
« Yes, fine. » I put my head against his torso. His arms close around me. « What's my gift ? »
He gets us out of the bathroom and that's where I notice the layout of the living room. The bed is still in the same place, but the sofa is a new one. Facing this sofa, a TV cabinet, again, new, and a new flat screen TV larger than the previous one.
« You've splurged. » I point out to him.
« Your gift is on the coffee table. » he tells me.
And on the coffee table, there is a game console, the same as mine but brand new, as well as three video games that I don't have.
« It will save you from having to unplug yours all the time when you spend your weekends with me. » Derek tells me. « You can play whenever you want. »
« Wow, uh, wow ! »
I am speechless. I throw myself into his arms and thank him with a kiss.
« Do you want to play now ? » he asks me.
« No, I want you to take me to bed. » His eyes glow ruby. « This morning you told me you wanted to lick me everywhere. » He grunts. « I'm all yours, Derek. But we don't make love. I... »
« You're not ready for that, I know. » he cut me off, pushing me back to bed. « Stiles, baby, there are plenty of things we can do. I just want to explore your body. »
« I'm all yours. » I repeated.
My legs touch the edge of the bed. Derek undoes my towel, which falls to the ground. I am naked, helpless, in front of this predator who looks at me like he wanted to devour me.
« Lie down ! »
So, without tearing my eyes from his, I obey. I climb on the bed and, backwards, sink into it and lie down. As soon as my head touches the cushions, Derek climbs onto the bed. I spread my legs out of pure instinct. He smiles, and crawls on me like the fearsome and sexy predator that he is. He takes my arms and pulls them up over my head.
« Stay that way, okay ? » I agree. « You are... (He kisses my pectorals one after the other.) ... perfect. »
I do my best not to contradict him, and I bite my tongue, holding back a sneer. I am far from perfect. Derek is perfect, but I... His breath reverberates in my ear, and he whispers to me You are perfect for me. I open my eyes, which I was not aware of having closed, to meet Derek's, who probe me to the depths of my soul.
« If I do something you don't like, or if I go too fast, you tell me. »
« Ok ! »
He kisses me again, for a long time, taking his time to play with my tongue before straightening up. Kneeling between my thighs, he puts his hand on my cheek, carries his thumb to my lips that I suck in a noisy sucking. I bite him before he removes it from my mouth. He makes his hands run with a delicacy still unknown until then, on my torso, playing with my nipples that he begins to pinch sensually. It's a divine sensation. My body reacts, and my erection only increases. Derek replaces his hands with his mouth, and he plays his tongue on my two spikes that turn pink as he takes them between his lips. He goes down lower, stopping on my abs. They aren't drawn like his, or those of the other guys in the Pack, but training pays off. I feel him growling against my skin, making me vibrate with a desire that inflames me as his hands, mouth and tongue run through me. I always have my eyes closed, and I feel Derek's tongue slip against mine. It's too much, and I close my arms around his neck when, during the kiss, he caresses me... there. His fingers touch my sex, which trembles under his touch. His hand closes on it. I'm not sure I'll last long, but I don't stop him and he caresses me from bottom to top. Slowly, feverishly, while playing with the kiss he was giving me. I've already touched myself, but it was nothing compared to the way this orgasm goes through me. With full force. Like a tsunami hitting a beach. Like an earthquake shaking the earth. Like a storm wreaking havoc in its path. I bow under my man, throwing my head back and revealing my neck as I feel enjoying. Derek's teeth – human – bite my neck. I'm not afraid, I trust him. He would never transform me without my permission. He would never transform me at all. I don't want to become a werewolf, and I like being the only human who can forever be the one to whom Derek reserves his smiles, his laughter, his tenderness. His love.
I float. I feel perfectly fine. I was barely aware of Derek's body getting up from mine and then the damp glove on my skin to clean me. I feel good, and I fall asleep to wake up alone in bed.
« Derek ? » I call in my stunned voice.
I get up from bed. I'm wearing underwear, which Derek had to put on me while I fell asleep. I find my Alpha in the kitchen, which takes out a transparent box from the fridge. Box he puts on the table when he sees me entering the open room. He hugs me with an arm wrapped around my waist, and with his free hand he touches my cheek.
« I slept for a long time ? » I ask, happy to be in his arms.
« One hour. Are you hungry ? »
« A little bit. » I admit. « What's in this box ? »
He removes the lid, and I recognize the delicious tiramisu of our first date.
« We eat it in bed ? » he suggests.
Yes, we eat it in bed. A bed that I don't want to leave ever again.