Chapter 2

Disclaimer: So originally I only planned for this to be a one-shot, but then I got to thinking a bit more about an aftermath and this was born. Hope you guys enjoy! Oh, and as always, I own nothing but what you see here.

Stiles awoke with a start after hearing a loud clanging noise and he looked around quickly to see if it was in his room but seeing nothing. He then looked to his side and with a pang of sadness, saw that Malia wasn't even on the bed with him. Briefly wondering if last night had been a cruel dream designed to screw with him until he realized that he was pretty much naked under the covers and his bed smelled heavily of sex. So last night wasn't a dream. Stiles thought to himself in relief, but he couldn't help but wonder why Malia wasn't even in the bed with him.

The young man hoped it wasn't just a one time thing due to how intense things had been between them last night as he wasn't sure if he could handle that. "Malia?" Came the whisper in hopes her Were senses would hear it and possibly alert him to where she was.

"In the kitchen!" Came the faint voice of his Coyote that he loved with all his being.

Said voice was like a weight off his shoulders and he quickly got up and put some sweat pants on and made his way downstairs to where his Girl was. The smell of something being cooked was making his mouth water and his stomach grumble in hunger and Malia had a smile on her face when she heard her Mate's grumbling stomach. Coming into the kitchen, Stiles stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of Malia at the stove in nothing more then a long t-shirt that showed a whole lot of leg. It was enough to make him gulp as she was absolutely breathtaking in his eyes. The popping of whatever she was cooking soon snapped him out of his daze and he made his way to her and hugged her from behind.

His arms around her made Malia sigh in pleasure as she leaned back into him, glad that the food didn't need much dealing with at that point in time but still turning off the stove anyway to better enjoy her Mate's touch against her body. She gave out another sigh of pleasure when he placed his lips in an area of her neck that both of them had discovered was something she really liked him doing a lot of. Leaning her head back, she gave him all the access he needed. Access only he would ever be allowed to have. The two lovers stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, enjoying their closeness of one another. "Thought I was dreamin' about last night when I woke up and you weren't next to me." He murmured into her skin.

"Never meant for that to happen, I just wanted to make us something to eat." She told him in an apologetically soft tone.

Nothing more needed to be said after that on the subject and Malia made a silent promise to always wake him up in the future so that he would never think such a thing again. Stiles continued to give that spot of her neck attention and a quick look at the clock on the wall told him it was a little after six in the evening. Which made a lot of sense considering last night and the earlier actions of the morning. Eventually, Stiles reluctantly let go of his Mate, much to her dis-satisfaction as she could have stayed like that forever in his arms. His stomach chose to rumble after that, making the two lovers laugh over it. Malia quickly got the meal she had been cooking ready to go and the two sat at the dinner table shortly afterwards with soft music playing from her phone.

This was the kind of thing both of them wanted more of in their future together. The buzzing of her phone however brought them back to reality much to their dislike. Picking it up, Malia saw that it was a text from Kira on Scott's phone saying that a Pack meeting was to be had in an hour's time to discuss the recent events and quickly told Stiles about it. "Eh, I don't think they'll mind if we're a little late."

Now normally, he would be gung-ho to get to the Pack meetings as soon as possible, but he just really wanted to be with Malia as much as possible before going back into the outside world. And truthfully, Malia could get behind her Mate's thinking as she didn't want to do much else but be with him and in his arms. So she texted Kira and told her that they'd be there as soon as they were able too, not bothering to elaborate further on it. Afterwards, they cleaned up the pans and dishes and went back to their bedroom and to their bed. Both speaking of their love for one another as he held the woman he loved in his arms with her ear against his chest and enjoying hearing the sound of his beating heart. A heart that held so much love for her as her's held so much love for him in return.

Author's Notes: God I love writing. Especially moments like this.