A/N: Alright chapter number four…before I begin I would like to just say something, I want to thank all of you who have read and reviewed and stuck with this story from the beginning. I also would like to say something to those who don't like the story, I'M NOT TELLING YOU TO READ IT! Go flame someone else, I enjoy writing and I love when others get enjoyment from it as well, but I'm not telling you to read it. If you don't like it I'm sorry but that doesn't give you the right to flame it just because you don't like the direction it is taking. Thank you for your time, Enjoy.

So Close, Yet So Far

"You can't do this!" Derek had expected this form the moment he had snuck into the young boy's room but he really didn't think it would happen so soon. Rising from the floor he walked over to the bed that sat in the middle of the large room and grabbed the towel that was thrown across it, moving to wipe the sweat from his face and chest. A small gasp from the door made him halt his movements as he slowly turned his head. Looking at the still figure that stood by the door he couldn't help but allow a smirk to take over his face as he noticed the flood of color moving from the boy's cheeks down his neck.

Deciding there was no time like the present to get what he wanted he slowly started walked towards the boy, "You know, if you wanted to see me all you had to do was ask." The smirk was wiped from his face as a small black box was thrown at his chest, watching it hit the ground he felt the anger begin to swell in his chest.

"Why the fuck do you think you are, you sneak into my house, while I'm in the freaking shower might I add, and you leave me a stupid necklace and tell me I'm yours! I don't think so!" The sight of the younger chest heaving under the layers of clothing was enough to make Derek shred the clothes with his claws but he resisted. Bending down to pick up the box he opened it, tossing it towards the bed he looked at it for a second before reaching around and grabbing the smaller boy by his neck.

Bringing the smaller boys towards his body he brought his mouth towards his ear, "big mistake." He shoved the trembling body towards the bed watching as he tripped over his own feet landing hard on the bed before rushing to flip over and off his stomach. Stiles had managed to sit up and was half way off the bed before Derek decided now was the time to take control and get what was his. Stalking forward he wrapped his hand around the small neck before pushing down until the boys back was flat against the dark sheets. Derek perched above him resting on his knees and debated on what to do. He had come too far to just stop, at the same time though he didn't want to scare him. When and if something happened he wanted it to be of his own free will, he wanted him to want it as much as he did, and that wouldn't happen if he was beneath him shaking with fear.

"Derek…" Derek glanced down quickly at the soft voice, and debated on what to do, sure he wasn't begging with need…he also wasn't pushing him away though or trying to escape.

"Why are you here Stiles?" He didn't want to break the soft silence that had come after Stiles had spoken, but it was needed. He couldn't just be here to yell about him being in his bedroom, he had snuck in plenty of times before, both his and Scott's, so that was nothing new. Maybe it was because this time he had taken the initiative and had called him his. Either way he wanted an answer, and he wanted one now.

"I… you… you can't just ignore me for three weeks and then sneak in my room and leave me a silver necklace, which haha funny make fun of me because I didn't know silver didn't really harm you guys, and then to top it off you call me yours. What the hell does the even mean! " His face was flushed a dark pink, his lips dark red from where he had gnawing on them, his breath coming out in pants that had his chest rising and falling quickly and all of it just made Derek lose control.

"Exactly what it sounds like, you're mine." Moving forward quickly he forced their lips together, moaning at the taste. The sharp taste of cinnamon mixed with something that was clearly all Stiles, was enough to have him bucking his hips forward. Feeling the other boy was just as hard as him made him grind down even harder. He didn't think it was possible to want someone this much, but as he felt the smaller pair of hands grip at his hair and back he knew he would never want anyone as much as he wanted the boy who lay beneath him.

He gave one last nip to the dark lips and then slowly started moving further down; reaching the smooth pink neck he took a second to run his tongue over it gently before biting down hard. Hearing the deep moan half filled with pain the other with pleasure he couldn't help the smirk that overcame his face as he started to suck at the sensitive skin. Raising his head he looked down with pleasure at the new mark that lay against the flawless skin of Stiles throat.

Nuzzling the soft skin, he moved his face back upwards, licking the shell of the delicate ear he couldn't help as he grinded their hips together the soft moan that left his lips, "mine." Lessening his grip he moved his hand southward, brushing over the smooth collar bones, down the flat stomach until he reached the edge of the light gray t-shirt. Savoring the startled moan as he brushed his fingers on the bare skin that had made its presence known as he had pushed the thin fabric up above the indent of his naval, he gave one last kiss to the soft lips before moving his head to where his fingers sat.

"Derek" Looking up once more he swiped his tongue along the edge of his tight black pants before nipping at the skin that lay there, moving to place yet another mark on the boy to prove that he was his.

"Derek…oh Derekkkkk." Derek gasped in pain as he made to sit up, realizing he could not move he looked up and couldn't help the string of curses that flew from his mouth as he saw none other than Kate Argent sitting in the chair that was a few feet from his bed.

It all started rushing back to him as he tried to pull at the bindings on his wrist, her shocking him, trying to escape into the woods, a shot ringing out. Looking down he could see the blood flowing from his abdomen, slipping down the side of his body. It didn't hurt near as much as the one in his arm so he knew a different type of bullet had been used, if he could get it out it would heal.

"Kate." Derek growled as he looked around the room trying to find a way to escape if he could only get the stupid chains off from around his wrists. His strength was down from what it normally would be and even at full strength they wouldn't have been the easiest of things to get off.

"Aww, Derek are you not happy to see me I'm hurt I thought we have a nice chat maybe grab a beer, talk about the good ole days, maybe discuss the dream that I apparently interrupted. I don't think I've ever met someone who's had a little happy dream right after getting several thousand volts going through their body….but hey if it happens it happens. Now to a better subject, how about I help you, and you help me." Looking at the leering smirk on his face he felt complete disgust, and even worse as he realized that even through this turn of events remnants of his dream still occupied most of his brain so making his hard on go away was basically impossible.

"Considering I'm not really into people over half my age I think I'll have to pass on that one but hey I can understand why you want me." His body immediately arched up as wave after wave up pain washed over his body as Kate touched the side of his stomach. As soon as the Taser moved from his body his back dropped to the bed his breath coming in deep pants his chest flushing a light pink. He could barely focus his eyes as he heard the sound of glass breaking and a body dropping, looking towards the noise Derek saw a hazy figure before it started moving towards him..."

"Derek…please don't be dead because we really need to get out of here before they all wake up." Derek couldn't help the relief as well as arousal as he realized as the voice belonged to Stiles.

"Wanna untie me sometime this year?" Derek let a small smile grace his face as he finally took a second to relax as the boy started to work on the bindings tying him to the bed.

A/N: Alright so chapter four is complete, I'm soo sorry it took me so long my internet is being completely dumb. I hope you guys liked this chapter, I'm going to be completely honest here, I have no idea what I'm doing with this slash….I've never done a slash story but I'm hoping I'm doing something right =]. Please review, and enjoy!

I'm considering not continuing this story, I feel like my writing isn't very good on this chapter and I don't know if I should continue or not…Thoughts?