Stiles found himself in the passenger seat of the Camaro once again. He couldn't help noticing how much time he and Derek spent together lately.

His eyes moved over to said Sourwolf, blue eyes focused on the road ahead, expression neither happy or hostile. That indicated Derek was at least in a fair mood.

Stiles inhaled, letting Derek's scent wash through him, like pine bark and peppermint. His mind played back to earlier that morning.

Derek had been asleep in his desk chair. Stiles had awakened with a raging boner, catching onto that scent immediately. It was Derek's scent that seemed to have aroused him.

It was arousing him now. He inhaled again, feeling himself harden until his jeans felt too tight. Derek looked sidelong at him, eyebrows shot up in a questioning manner.

"What's that smell on you?" he asked with a frown. "Smells like sex."

"I'm just having thoughts right now," Stiles laughed nervously. "Yeah that's it! Thoughts... about Lydia."

"Well can you try to control yourself in my car?" Derek huffed at him, turning back to the road.

The truth was that scent maddened Derek. The hormones coming from Stiles did things to him. He could always detect when the boy was aroused, but now that he was a werewolf it was ten times more intoxicating.

Stiles gave him a sidelong grin.

"I smell arousal on you too," he smirked. "Who are you fantasizing about in that alpha brain of yours?"

"Shut up," Derek growled, trademark scowl slipping into place.

"There's my Sourwolf!" Stiles teased.

"I said shut up!"

Stiles actually smirked though. He didn't say anything else, but he found this too amusing. They didn't speak again until they reached the Hale house.

Isaac, Boyd, and Cora were already present. Surprisingly, so was Peter. Derek gave his uncle an annoyed look, before taking his usual place.

"Today we're going to be starting with sprints. First you all run together, then we pair off. Run until I tell you to stop. Go!"

Stiles didn't even know where he was supposed to be running, he just ran, feeling like he was speeding. It was incredible.

Trees and shrubs flashed by him like nothing more than greenish-brown blurs. Somehow his wolf insticts told him when to navagate around a tree or obstacle. He'd never felt so powerful and free.

"Stiles!"

It was Derek's voice from a distance. Stiles found himself sprinting toward it. He was back in front of the Hale house in less than a minute. He found that he wasn't even the least bit tired.

"Okay time to pair everyone off," Derek spoke. "This is more like a race. Boyd and Cora, why don't you start? Make the nature trail circle and come back here. Whoever does that first wins."

Cora gave Boyd a smirk. The two of them were off in a flash. Stiles looked at Derek curiously.

"Just how long is this trail?"

"Oh about seven miles," Derek shrugged like that was nothing. "You and I are going to pair off together. That okay?"

"Oh yeah, more than okay. I doubt I can match your alpha speed though."

"Don't," Derek chided him rather gently. "You'd be surprised what you can do. Besides, its training."

"I just find it amazing," Stiles whispered. "I can't believe I'm able to run so fast. I actually held my own against Isaac yesterday. Derek... I feel strong."

Derek clapped him on the shoulder like they were great pals. In the last few days they kind of had been.

"You are strong Stiles. I'm glad you're finally starting to believe that."

Stiles looked at him for several moments, cinnamon eyes contemplative.

"Thank you Derek, for believing in me. I'm glad somebody does."

Derek felt strange at those words, but yeah he believed in Stiles. Those other people were wrong. The boy was a lot of things, but weak wasn't one of them.

Cora came sprinting into the yard a few seconds later, smirk on her face. Boyd appeared a few seconds later, frowning at her smirk.

"Alright wolf girl," Boyd grumbled. "No need to rub it in."

"Great," Derek gave his sister a little smile. "That was good. Peter, Isaac, you next."

Peter smirked like this would be cake. He and Isaac were off. Stiles stood next to Derek, arms folded, something that wasn't lost on Cora and Boyd.

Derek never let anyone besides Peter stand next to him like that when he was in his alpha element, yet he told Stiles nothing.

Isaac and Peter finally came back. Isaac had arrived just a little bit earlier.

"You cheated," Peter whined.

"Oh stop it," Derek sighed at his uncle. "He beat you fair and square. You're just getting old."

"What was that nephew of mine?" Peter asked innocently.

Derek grinned a little. He loved yanking his uncle's chain.

"You heard me old man. You ready Stiles?"

Stiles didn't know if he'd ever be ready to race against Derek Hale, but he nodded and readied himself to sprint. Derek gave him a look that let him know to start and they were off.

Stiles did have a harder time than even he'd thought keeping up with the alpha's speed. He would gain on him, but Derek would simply smirk at him before picking up more speed.

It was a challenge. Okay, so that's how Derek wanted it. Stiles bolted forward, forcing his legs to move like never before. He was keeping pace with Derek again.

"Not bad Stiles," Derek panted at him. "You really are fast."

Stiles grinned. This felt awesome. He'd never felt more full of energy and alive.

He didn't think they were even on the trail anymore. Derek was leading their sprint, or they just weren't paying attention with the inititive of outstripping one another.

Stiles felt himself fall forward suddenly. Derek was falling next to him. They'd accidentally ran off something by not paying attention, and were now rolling downhill.

Stiles felt his back hit flat earth finally. Something heavy landed on top of him. He opened his eyes. It was Derek.

"Guess we should have paid attention," Stiles said with a little laugh.

Then he really looked into those eyes looking down at him. His smile became a more serious look.

Derek felt his breath hitch, very aware that he was practically straddling Stiles in his current position. His eyes drifted toward those soft lips.

Stiles was still looking at him, cinnamon eyes intense with an emotion Derek had never seen in them before. Sometimes we don't think about these things, we just do.

Derek bridged the distance, dipping down to connect their lips. Stiles made a needy sound and hooked his arms around Derek's back as their kiss intensified.

Derek couldn't believe the sound of pure lust that issued from within him as lips parted, tongues dancing frantically. He got a wiff of pure Cinnamon in his nose, intoxicated with that scent.

They continued to kiss heatedly and feel up one another's bodies for several minutes. Finally they had to pull apart for some air. Derek found himself thinking how hot Stiles looked, lips bruised from their seering kiss, panting for breath.

Their eyes never once disconnected. Stiles couldn't believe what he was seeing. Derek was looking at him like he was the most precious thing in his whole world. Never had he seen such love and softness in the alpha's blue orbs.

The strong hand cupped his cheek and Stiles let a shiver of pleasure course through his body.

"I love you Stiles."

There was no lie in Derek's eyes. Stiles could see he definitely meant it. What about himself?

Stiles definitely cared about Derek. This was all he'd ever wanted, was for the alpha to let him get closer, to take all the pain and lonliness away.

He found himself smiling as the words came from within him.

"I love you too Derek Hale."

Derek moved in for his lips again, the two of them falling back into their passion like that interlude have never happened. Stiles felt Derek's hand, ghost beneath his shirt, those strong alpha hands brushing his chest. He knew what he wanted.

ooOoo

Author's Note: This story isn't over. Not by a long shot.