And here it is! The second chapter! Enjoy =) Thank you so much for all the reviews, favorites, and alerts!

Derek threw yet another shirt on the bed. He had no idea how to dress for a date. He had never had a date, let alone someone who wanted to date him. He sighed a grabbed a grey henley, slipping it on and then pulled his leather jacket over it. He grabbed his wallet and took a deep breath, walking out to his car and got in. As he drove to the school, he looked at the roses in the passenger seat. Maybe flowers were too much. He thought about everything he had planned out and mentally cursed himself. He had probably overdone and Stiles was going to be freaked out and leave. He pulled up to the school just as the bell rang and looked through the crowds for Stiles.

Stiles was prety sure he had bitten all his fingernails down to the stubs. He broke three pensils in class while tapping them on the desks. He narrowly escaped detention twice, using the excuse that he had just had too much adderall (no one at this stupid school knew what adderall did anyway, the excuse was golden.) Four of his friends expressed concern for him at lunch, but it was all nerves. He had spent the night last night with Derek Hale, it had actually happened. He woke up this morning in the man's arms and it wasn't all a dream. And after school today, Derek was picking him up for their first date.

Needless to say, it was a miriacle Stiles hadn't exploded with all the nerves he was feeling.

Finally, the last bell rang and Stiles ran by his locker, exchanging the books he needed for school and then made his way to the parking lot. He saw Derek's car and grinned, making his way through the parking lot and leaning against the driver's side, sticking his head through the open window and smiling. "Hey there," he said, feeling better already just being near Derek.

Derek saw Stiles running towards the car and his heart swelled. The younger boy was just as excited as he was. He gave Stiles a wide smile and leaned over to open the door for him, picking up the roses and handing them to him.

"I uh, I've never been on a real date before so I don't know how all this works and I thought maybe flowers were involved so…yeah."

He knew he was babbling but he was so nervous and scared shitless that he didn't even care.

Stiles climbed into the passenger seat and smiled widely at the flowers. It was strange, seeing Derek so nervous, Stiles was so used to the confident Alpha Derek. He leaned over the center console and kissed Derek, something he wanted to do all day. He smiled more when he pulled away from the kiss. "They're great Derek thank you."

The kiss surprised Derek, but he was pleased nonetheless. He smiled small against Stiles' lips and pulled away, putting his hand on Stiles' thigh. He started the engine up and pulled out of the parking lot, heading towards the reserve.

"So…how was school?"

Stiles shrugged a little. "It was fine. Big chemistry test coming up," he mimed gagging. "Other than that, nothing special. What did you do today?"

Derek watched the road and headed towards the reserve, making sure to stay under the speed limit so he didn't get Stiles' dad pulling them over. He took a turn and shrugged.

"Worked on the house some more. Got some stuff ready for this date."

"I'm excited," Stiles said, placing his hand on Derek's and grinning over at him.

Derek's heart leaped in his chest, but he kept a neutral expression on his face as he parked the car and got out. He jogged over to open Stiles' door and led him down to a clearing, where a small picnic was set up.

"Its uh, not much, but I didn't know if you wanted to be public, or just us," he said nervously.

"This is perfect," Stiles said. Just them was perfect. He knew had they gone somewhere in public, word would have gotten back to his dad, and though he was not in the least bit ashamed of whatever this was between him and Derek, he felt like his dad deserved to find out from him, and not from some local that caught Stiles and Derek together in town.

Derek put his hand in Stiles' and pulled him down next to him on the blanket and started opening up the containers of food.

"I made turkey subs and got chips and a little bit of junk food," he said with a shy smile.

He had never felt shy in his entire life.

"Yes!" Stiles cheered at 'junk food.' He'd been eating healthy in the house, forcing veggie burgers on his dad because somewhere in his mind he decided he needed to be healthier to live longer, and he was starting to go through junk food withdrawals.

He sat next to Derek and helped him unpack the picnic. "Thank you Derek," Stiles said with a soft smile, squeezing Derek's hand.

Derek pulled Stiles close and pressed his lips against the smaller boys softly. He had craved being close to him all day, and now that he was, he just wanted to stay this way. He pulled Stiles back against his chest and between his legs, wrapping his arms around the younger boy's neck loosely as he brushed his lips against his hair.

Stiles cuddled close to Derek, holding him tight. Kissing him, being with him, Stiles didn't even know he could feel this happy. He looked up and kissed Derek again, smiling.

Derek felt himself smile at the kiss, and couldn't help feeling complete. This was just…perfect. Stiles in his arms…like he fit perfectly. Like he was meant to be there. He reached over and grabbed some cookies, eating one and holding out the rest to Stiles.

"Thank you," Stiles said, taking one and eating it. He contemplated a question he had slowing before asking it, something he didn't often do. "How long…" Stiles stoped and thought for a second. "How long have you liked me?" he asked curiously. "Because yesterday, last night, didn't feel like one of those spur of the moment things, you know?"

Derek stayed quiet for a moment and thought. He wasn't exactly sure when he had started liking Stiles, but he was almost positive it wasn't recent.

"I think it was…when you helped me the night I got shot, when you took me to the vet. I just…saw something different in you."

That was only a few months ago, but it felt like forever. "Why didn't you say anything before?" Stiles asked curiously.

Derek looked down and played with Stiles' fingers lightly.

"I…you liked Lydia. And I thought you deserved better."

"True, but Lydia is in love with Jackson, always has been, even when they were broken up." Stiles spread his fingers so he could lace them with Derek's, squeezing. "And seriously, who could be better than you?"

Derek raised an eyebrow and nibbled lightly on Stiles' earlobe, running his thumb over his fingers.

"Are you sure about that? There's like, a bunch of people better than me."

Stiles chuckled lightly, blushing as Derek nibbled his ear. "I'm sure," Stiles said confidently.

Derek smiled against the younger boys ear and kissed it lightly.

"You should eat," he said as he grabbed a sandwich and held it up to Stiles.

Stiles sat up slightly and took the sandwich, taking a bite before offering some to Derek. "It's good," he said with ahlf a mouth full.

Derek laughed and rolled his eyes, taking a bite of the sandwich.

"Pretty good," he said with a soft kiss to Stiles' cheek.

Stiles finished half of the sandwich and placed it on one of the paper plates in the basket. He turned in Derek's arms and leaned up, kissing him, both of his hands on either side of Derek's face.

Derek gasped softly in surprise and molded his lips to Stiles', resting a hand on his lower back, the other on his neck. He nipped lightly at the younger boys bottom lip and closed his eyes, reveling in the sparks shooting through his body.

He smiled into the kiss, deepening it slowly and letting one hand slip from Derek's cheek into his hair on the back of his head. His stomach was doing cartwheels.

Derek had never felt anything so perfect in his life and as he licked along Stiles' bottom lip, he had a feeling this was what heaven felt like. He slipped his tongue past the younger boys lips and deepened the kiss, running his thumb over the vein in Stiles' neck.

He hummed happily into the kiss, turning more in Derek's hold so that he was stradling his lap and kissing him deeper. He could probably kiss Derek forever and it wouldn't be long enough.

Derek lay back and pulled Stiles with him, gripping the smaller boys hips tightly as he tilted his head to gain better access. He ran his hands over Stiles' back, resting his hands right above his backside.

Stiles followed Derek's lead and lied on top of him, wrapping his arms around his neck tightly.

Derek felt his hormones get the best of him as he reached down and squeezed Stiles' ass, kissing him deeper as he held the younger boys body against his.

Stiles moaned softly into the kiss, his hands moving down Derek's chest and playing with the skin just under the hem of Derek's shirt, pushing it up some.

Derek pulled away breathlessly and lay his head back in the grass.

"Fuck are you trying to make me hard?" he asked, panting softly.

"Maybe just a little," Stiles smiled slyly. His fingers traced at the muscles on Derek's stomach. "Maybe I just like that I can do that to you."

Derek looked down at Stiles and licked his lips.

"You…you definitely are."

His lower half was starting to ache, his cock hard and confined in his jeans. Stiles had no idea how crazy he made the alpha. It drove him insane that anyone could do this to him, let alone someone who wasn't even a werewolf.

Stiles kissed him again, smiling as his lips only barely brushed Derek's. "How alone are we out here?" he asked quietly, pushing up more on Derek's shirt.

Derek bit his lip and watched Stiles closely.

"Completely. Why?"

Stiles didn't answer, instead he just continued pushing up Derek's shirt, scooting down his body so he could trail kisses up Derek's abdomen and chest, nipping gently at the skin.

Derek gasped softly and tilted his head back.

"O-oh Stiles," he moaned softly.

Stiles kissed all the way up his chest. "Off," he said, tugging at the shirt, grinning.

Derek licked his lips and yanked off his shirt, loving the new confidence radiating off of the younger boy.

"Better?" he said with a smirk.

"Much," Stiles said with a grin, leaning down and biting on Derek's shoulder, at the curve where it connected with his neck. He took Derek's hands, and laced his fingers with Derek's.

Derek moaned louder, letting out a low growl. Stiles had found his sensitive spot. He squeezed the younger boys hands and tilted his head to the side, the bulge in his pants getting even harder.

Stiles remembered yesterday how Derek had grinded his hips into his, and he mimicked the action, pressing his hips down against Derek's bulge, moaning softly in his eat as he sucked on his neck again before biting and kissing down his chest again.

Derek hissed at the contact and reached down to grab Stiles' hips, rolling them against his harder.

"G-god you're a tease…"

He arched his back slightly and bit his lip hard.

Stiles smiled and licked a stripe up Derek's chest and kissed him. "Mine?" he asked quietly.

Derek nodded and put a hand on the younger boys cheek, kissing him slowly before he pulled away.

"Yours," he said simply.

"Mine," he smiled widely, kissing him again and rolling his hips against Derek's again. He slid down Derek's body, kissing and licking and biting at random, flying by the seat of his pants, not entirely sure what he should be doing, but just going with it. He kissed the waistline of his pants at his hips. "Can I?" he asked, his fingers touching at the button of Derek's jeans.

Derek swallowed hard and nodded quickly. He didn't want Stiles to feel like he had to do something, but the feeling of the younger boys hands was clouding his judgment and all he could think about was how Stiles' lips would look wrapped around his cock. Then he thought about the knot and gulped. Maybe Stiles wouldn't want to do this if he knew, maybe he couldn't handle it.

Stiles beamed up at him and then slowly unbuttoned his jeans, undoing the zipper and then kissing each inch of skin he revealed as he pulled down Derek's jeans to his ankles and then moved back to his middle, his lips ghosting over the bulge in his boxers.

Derek dropped his mouth open at the relief of being released from his jeans and arched his back. He swallowed hard and tried to compose himself.

"Stiles…," he said desperately.

"Mhmm?" he hummed, nosing at Derek's cock through the fabric. With slightly shaky hands, Stiles hooked his fingers in the waistband of his boxers and slid hem down, watching quietly as he released Derek from his clothing completely.

Derek started to panic slightly, because he knew Stiles would end up seeing the knot and he didn't want to freak him out. But his brain wasn't working right and wouldn't tell his mouth what to say. He gasped as the cool air hit his length and he pulled at the grass with his hands.

He wondered if it was creepy that he just wanted to stare for a bit, as he sat over Derek's thighs and took all of this in. Slowly, his long fingers trailed up Derek's length and curiously traced over the bulge at the base.

Derek's breath hitched in his throat at the touch and he tried to remember how to breathe again. He yanked handfuls of grass out of the ground and looked down at Stiles, still amazed at how he could look so irresistible, yet so innocent. When he felt the younger boy's fingers trail over the knot, he looked up, meeting Stiles' eyes.

"You can ask," he said simply.

"What is it?" he said calmly. He was merely curious, he still though Derek, lying vulnerable and naked beneath him, was absolutely beautiful.

Derek leaned up on his elbows, not caring that he was fully naked underneath the younger boy. One thing he definitely wasn't ashamed of was his body.

"Its called a knot. It uh, it makes me...release...more than a normal human would. And it makes sex last a lot longer."

"Does it hurt," Stiles asked as his fingers traced delicately over Derek's length, his thumb just barely touching the tip.

Derek shuddered slightly and licked his lips.

"If uh, if we ever have sex it might hurt you until you get used to it. But we don't have to if you don't want to."

Stiles smiled a little. "I meant does it hurt you, but that's good to know, I'll keep that in mind," he leaned up and kissed Derek's lips softly before going back to focus on Derek's cock, gripping it a little tighter above the knot and slowly moving his hand up and down.

Derek moaned softly and panted lightly against the other boys lips. He could feel every twist and flick of Stiles' wrist and it was driving him insane as he thrust his hips up lightly.

"O-oh yes Stiles, just like that," he breathed.

The noises Derek was making were encouraging and Stiles relaxed some as he continued moving his hand up and down. Feeling bold, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to the tip of Derek's cock.

Derek whimpered and arched his back, moaning Stiles' name loudly. He thrust his hips up lightly, encouraging Stiles to do it again.

Stiles kissed him again, his lips lingering longer on the tip this time. He opened his mouth more and took in just the tip, sucking gently. He hoped he'd do this right. He hoped he'd make Derek feel as good as Derek had for him yesterday.

Derek's eyes shot open at the wet heat that was surrounding him and he gasped softly. He had never felt anything so incredible and had to use every ounce of his strength not to thrust completely into the younger boy's mouth.

"J-just like that Stiles...g-god so good..."

Stiles could possibly get used to this. He closed his eyes and swirled his tongue around Derek, bobbing his head slightly, taking him just a bit deeper, his head in rhythm with his hand.

Derek bent his knees slightly, running his hand through Stiles' short hair. The sounds slipping out of his mouth were obscene, and no one had ever forced them from him before. He swallowed hard and dropped his mouth open, in complete and utter bliss at the wet heat that was surrounding his member. He looked down and saw Stiles' mouth stretched around his cock and it only made the scene so much hotter.

He picked up speed, encouraged by the sounds Derek was making. More and more, Stiles let his mouth slide farther down Derek's cock until suddenly he felt it hit the back of his throat. Stiles swallowed slightly, flattening his tongue so he wouldn't choke.

Derek gasped when he felt his tip hit the back of Stiles' throat and jerked his hips up. He was already so close but he didn't want this to be over. He could feel the knot at the end of his cock swelling and he started seeing spots.

"O-oh my god…Stiles I'm close…"

Stiles pulled away just long enough to smile softly at Derek before going back and wrapping his lips around Derek's cock, taking him as far as he could and sucking, swirling his tongue. His free hand cupped Derek's balls, massaging them gently as he hummed around his member.

Derek jerked up, his back arching violently as he cried out Stiles' name, cumming hard in the younger boys mouth. His body shuddered as string after string shot into Stiles' mouth, the alpha too out of it to realize it. Once he finally stopped, his body went limp and he panted heavily.

Stiles caught as much as he could in his mouth, only missing a little as he felt it dribble down his chin. He swallowed, reveling in the taste that was Derek. He wiped at his chin with his thumb and sucked the remaining cum from his finger. He curled up next to Derek when he was done, placing a hand on his face and kissing him softly.

Derek's lips molded against Stiles', feeling the sparks shooting through his body again as he wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. He pulled away and rested his forehead against Stiles', a smile tugging at his lips.

"God you're amazing," he said quietly.

Stiles blushed and shook his head shyly, curling more into Derek's side. "No that would be you," he said quietly.

Derek rolled his eyes fondly and looked around.

"Ugh, I don't want to move but I do need to put my clothes back on," he said regretfully.

"One more minute," Stiles said, wraping his arm around Derek;s stomach. "Lucky for you I'm lazy so your pants and boxers are still around your ankles, you'll just have to pull them up." he chuckled.

Derek raised an eyebrow and looked down at the smaller boy.

"Do you plan on sleeping on the ground tonight?" he asked in a slightly playful tone.

"Not entirely," he smirked a little. "I'm like candy for mosquitos, they'll eat me alive out here."

Derek kissed the younger boy's nose and sat up slightly.

"Then get up lazy. I don't want my boyfriend covered in mosquito bites."

Stiles sat up and brushed at the grass on his pants. He looked up at Derek with a bright, beaming smile. "Boyfriend?"

Derek leaned over and kissed Stiles deeply, nipping lightly at his lip before he pulled away.

"Boyfriend."

Stiles' stomach did summersaults and cartwheels when Derek kissed him. he leapt forward and hugged Derek, the happiest he'd ever felt up till that moment.

Derek laughed and wrapped his arms around the younger boy, hugging him back tightly.

"Can I get dressed now babe?" he said with a small smile.

"If you insist," Stiles said with a teasing tone, pulling away from Derek and lying back on the blanket that was laid out for their picnic. He took a cookie and munched happily.

Derek pulled his pants and shirt on slowly, straightening them out.

"Is your dad home tonight?"

Stiles thought for a minute. "Yes? He doesn't normally pull two all nighters in a row." Stiles checked his watch. "He's probably napping in front of the TV right now, there's a game on I'm sure."

Derek turned to Stiles and kissed his head lightly.

"We need to get you home then."

Stiles pouted a little, but Derek was right. Once the game was over, his dad would wake up and wonder where Stiles was. "Okay," he sighed, bringing himself to stand up.

Derek laughed and kissed his boyfriends pout, running his fingers over Stiles' lips.

"Don't worry, I'll come in through the window so you don't have to sleep alone."

Stiles smiled into the kiss. "Yeah?" he asked, liking that idea already.

Derek nodded and brushed his lips against Stiles' again, cupping his chin lightly.

"Let's get going."

"Alright," he took Derek's hand and laced his fingers together with his.

Derek smiled at their interlaced hands and led Stiles back to his car, opening the door for him. When he got in, the alpha shut the door and went over to his side. Once he was in, he started the car and headed towards Stiles' house. He pulled up and leaned over, kissing Stiles' softly on the cheek.

"Turn your light on and off twice so I know the coast is clear and I'll come up."

"Will do," Stiles said, saluting Derek and kissing him quickly. "I'd park a bit away, Dad knows your car." He got out of the car and went inside, fumbling with the keys to the lock before finally getting into the house. Surely enough, the last inning of the baseball game was on and Stiles' dad was snoring in his chair, a half finished beer in his hand. Half-finished meant good day, Stiles reminded himself as he shook his dad awake.

"Hows the game Dad?" Stiles asked, taking the beer and putting it in the kitchen.

"We lost again aparently," his dad said groggily. "Did you just get home?"

"No, I was upstairs studying," Stiles winced at the lie and how naturally it came. "You should go to bed."

"Who's the parent here again?" Stiles rolled his eyes. "I know I'm going I'm going, you too, come on." Stiles followed his dad up the stairs and they parted ways when Stiles reached his bedroom door. "Night Stiles."

"Night Dad," Stiles said quickly before going into his room and quietly locking the door. Once he heard his dad's door click shut, he unlocked his window and flicked the lights like Derek instructed him to.

Derek parked the car down the street and jogged back to Stiles' house, waiting for the signal. He heard the younger boys heart falter at the lie and frowned. He would have to talk to him about that. He shouldn't lie to his dad. He saw the lights flicker and climbed up to Stiles' window, sliding in easily and flopped down on the bed.

"So...do you sleep naked?" he asked with a teasing tone.

Stiles chuckled. "Unfortunately, no," he said with a smile. "Small unfortunate event last year where the smoke detectors freaked out and the fire department burst through our front door and came to "save me"," he air quoted. "All bad. No I sleep in boxers, but you are WELCOME to sleep naked if you so wish." He said, kissing Derek quickly.

Derek pulled Stiles down and leaned over him, biting down his neck slowly.

"I will if you will," he whispered huskily.

Stiles whimpered softly at the bite. "Fine, but if the fire department storms in and I'm stuck standing in my living room naked until my dad figures it all out, I'm blaming you," he teased.

Derek smirked and licked over the vein in the younger boys neck.

"I'm okay with that."

He stood up and raised an eyebrow, pulling his shirt off, flexing his abs teasingly.

"Good god you're perfect," Stiles said as he watched him. He mimicked Derek, taking his own shirt off, feeling inadequately scrawny.

"You should know the feeling," Derek said with a lick of his lips.

He kept his eyes on Stiles' as he unbuttoned his jeans, kicking them off.

Stiles blushed at the compliment and watched Derek as he too took off his jeans, socks and shoes.

Derek stood in his boxers and hooked his fingers in them, pulling them off and throwing them to the floor. He put his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow.

"Your turn."

Stiles swallowed and stood up off the bed, slowly slipping his own boxers off, blushing again.

Derek licked his lips as his eyes drifted down to Stiles' length. He felt himself start to get hard and bit his lip hard, moving to lay down on the bed.

Stiles' heartbeat picked up again as he laid next to Derek, turning to face him. How could someone make him feel so vulnerable and yet so bold all at the same time?

Derek turned towards Stiles and ran his finger over the younger boys jaw.

"You drive me crazy."

"The good kind I hope?" he smiled at Derek, biting his lip.

"The best kind," he said with a smile.

Stiles grinned and leaned forward, kissing him softly, his hand going to Derek's cheek.

Derek smiled against his lips and pulled him closer, tilting his head slightly as he deepened the kiss.

Stiles sighed into the kiss and held Derek close. "This was the best first date, Derek," he said, pressing his forehead to Derek's. "Thank you."

Derek smiled and pulled the smaller boy into his arms.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said with a grin.

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