Stiles got into his jeep after class and saw he had a text from Scott. "Don't wait up I'm with Allison." Stiles rolled his eyes and tossed his phone into the back. Sighing he drove down the street and returned home. His dad was at the table with a bunch of paper work spread all over, no organization what so ever. His dad rubbed his forehead and grumbled from over a cup of coffee mixed with whiskey. He didn't even notice his son walk inside, he was looking into on a new string of murders that had been happening around town, he just could figure anything out and he had no leads. It was started to get to him, he couldn't find the link.
Stiles normally would have been butting his nose all over this case but he had other things on his mind at the current moment. Stiles went to his room and set his backpack down and sighed. He was going to do his homework then go over to Derek's to work on seducing him. Stiles flew though the subjects and once he was done he got out of the shower, drying himself off and he got redressed. He went downstairs and made himself something to eat, being horny all the time took a lot out of a guy, literally. He sat at the table with a sandwich not really talking much with his dad and then he went to leave.
His father had fallen asleep at the table after having a few drinks, Stiles stopped to cover him with a blanket before going out the door. He drove to Derek's home, he wasn't even sure that he would be there. Derek seemed to be everywhere at once, chasing after Scott trying to get him to join him and his pack of teenaged rejects, watching over Peter to make sure he behaved himself, like making sure he kept his distance from Scott's mom, or training his pack members seeing that they keep failing, or creeping into the bedrooms of teenaged boys and biting their necks then leaving them with a boner.
He got out of his jeep and walked for the house. His heart was already beating fast, what if Derek wasn't here and the chances of that being true were pretty high, the chances of it just being Peter there alone were just as high. He really hoped Derek didn't leave Peter alone, no good ever came from that. It was true Derek scared him bu he scared in a good way if that makes any sense, but Peter scared him in the bad way. The door was cracked open just a crack so he peeked inside and when he saw no one he took a step, just one single tiny little baby step inside. Once he felt like it was safe enough to enter he walked inside. His heart was pounding inside his chest, he knew if anyone was here they would have heard it by now.
He could see particles of dust and dirt floating around. Derek could at least make an attempt at cleaning this place if he was going to try and call it home again. He didn't even have the super wolf smelling sense but even he could smell the filth in this place and the smell of the woods that surrounded it. He ignored the smell and remembered that he was on a mission.
He peeked into what used to be the living room, empty, he looked towards the stairs. He had never been up them before and guessing from what was all down stairs, he believed that the bedrooms were up there. He placed his hand on the railing and slowly started to make his way up. He made each step a light as possible to keep the wood from creaking. He held his breath until he made it to the top without anything bad happening. The house seemed to be empty and he was about to chicken out and run down the stairs and leave. But just as he was turning to do so, he heard a sound from down the hallway. It was like a growl but different. He then heard it again and by the third time hearing the sound he realized what it was. It was snoring, deep even snores.
Now he was left wondering just who the snoring belonged to. Derek, Peter, or maybe even Issac. The saying "Curiosity kill the cat" popped into his head as he started walking towards the sound. Stiles guessed it was a good thing cats had nine lives because he was just outside the door where the sound was coming from. The tips of his fingers touch the cool metal door handle but the door flew opened before he had the chance to open it himself. A hand reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt and yanked him inside. He would have screamed if his lungs would have allowed it, but no sound came out when he tried.
Derek held him against the wall, so it had been him snoring, so he actually did sleep, that was a shocker. "Stiles what the hell are you doing here?" He growled. Stiles for just a split second actually forgot all about his mission to get the werewolf in bed with him, its not like that's the answer he would have given Derek anyways. When he did remember why he came here in the first place his mind then raced to think of a lie. Then he remembered that Derek would know its a lie so there was no point in even trying to think of one. Cats may have nine lives but they sure knew how to blow though them.
Stiles guessed there was only one thing he could to and that was be perfectly honest. He only hopped that Derek wouldn't kill him for it, he hoped if anything he would be all for it. "I was just thinking we could continue from last night." He said and smirked at him. Derek stared at him like he was trying to figure out if Stiles was crazy or just plain stupid. He let go of the front of Stiles shirt as he leaned in to kiss him. Their mouths pressed together and their tongues massaged together. He grabbed him and pulled him in closer, craving his touch. Derek bit his lip and pushed him onto the bed. Stiles looked up at him and he sat up on his knees. Derek stood in front of him and grabbed the sides of his face and kissed him again.
Stiles grabbed him by the waist line of his pants and pulled him closer, undoing the button and zipper as they made out. He stuck his hands inside his pants and wrapped his fingers around him and began to stroke him. Derek kissed along his jaw, biting him softly when he reached the end, he moved along his neck, re-biting the bite marks he left last time making them darker and harder to hide. The harder he bit the faster Stiles would move his hand. He pinned him down onto the bed, rolling his hips into his hand and biting softly along his shoulder and collar bone. He tore the front of Stiles shirt open, he had hated that Stud Muffin shirt anyways and had secretly been looking for an opportunity to destroy it.
"Hurry."Stiles said in his ear, his breath hot, and his heart beating fast and loudly with excitement. Derek bucked his hips into his hands and bit the front of Stiles throat, right on his Adams apple heaving a red mark behind. His hands went for Stiles' pants, undoing the button and pulling the zipper down. He pulled the pants down past Stiles waist and wrapped his hand around his erection. He pressed their groins together, wrapping his hand around himself, pressing their erections together and rubbing them. Stiles moaned loudly moving his hands around him and he could feel him dig his stubby fingernails into the cloth of his shirt.
Derek buried his face into the side of Stiles neck, moving his hand faster, listing to Stiles heart rate go up. Stiles breathing got faster, he clung to him tighter, moaning in his head. For a second it was all he could hear and smell was Stiles, but then he heard a creak of a floor board downstairs, the steps then moved to the stairs and he could smell his uncle's scent. He quickly moved from the bed and got away from Stiles. "Fix your pants! Hurry." He growled. Stiles sat up, his expression was that of pure let down and annoyance.
"Why?" He whined and zipped his pants back up. He then looked down at his town shirt and then over at Derek.
"I can't give you one of mine. Just button up what you're wearing over it." Derek growled and listened to the footsteps, they made it up the stairs, down the hall. He looked back over at Stiles, the scent of their arousal was thick in the air, there was no way he could mask it. Stiles buttoned up the other shirt he was wearing and stood up from the bed right as the door opened. Peter walked in, his hands in his pockets. He was wearing that evil smirk he had, making Stiles nervous.
Peter walked into the room and sat down on the bed. "Well I must say that I'm not really all the surprised. You two love birds could have kept going, I wouldn't have been rude an interrupted. Sit, relax." He said still smirking at them both. Stiles refused to stand, he moved closer to Derek, he didn't trust Peter. Derek growled at Peter, just a small rumbling as a warning. Peter only chuckled smirking at them even more. "Derek is that anyway to treat family and to think I was going to be a good uncle and buy you some condoms." He teased.
Stiles whole face turned red. Derek growled at him loudly, his fang were long and pointed and his eyes turned the Alpha red. Peter stood, still showing no reaction to Derek. "Or instead I could pay Stiles father a visit and we could talk about your relationship with his son over some coffee. I would just love to see him pull his shotgun on you. Wouldn't that be a laugh." Peter said teasing them even further.
Stiles heart skipped a beat in pure panic. He could even imagine the amount of shit he would be in if his dad were to find out about any of this. Peter gave another chuckle and he stood up from the bed. He patted Derek on the shoulder. "You wouldn't dare." Derek snarled at him. Peter smirked.
"Oh you know I would. But I won't for now there's to much fun to be had. You guys just make the cutest pair of snuggle bunnies it'll be interesting to see how things develop. But Stiles you better head home, Derek and I have some business to take care of." Peter said and Stiles went out the door and got out of that house and into his jeep as fast as he could. Derek scared him but in a good wonderful sexy way, Peter on the other hand scared him in the bad sort of way, in the terrifying 'am I gonna get killed today' kind of way. He was both disappointed and relived to be out of there.
He drove home and found a note from his dad letting him know that he would be at work late. Stiles went up stairs and got into the shower. He had been cock blocked yet again but he had been so close, so close he could almost taste it, he wasn't about to give up now. He could get Derek to sleep with him if it was the last thing he did. It would happen he wouldn't rest until it did.
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Here's chapter two, sorry that its a little shorter then the last one. I'll try to update again soon but in the mean time please review.
I'm also going to let you guys in on a secret ship of mine. Stiles' dad with Scott's mom. I ship it so hard. I would love it if it actually happened.