Stiles slept in that day, glad that the weekend was finally here. He wrapped his arms around his pillow and rolled over onto his stomach with a loud snore. The blanket had long been kicked off and was laying half way on the foot of the bed and half way on the floor. Drool was running down one side of his face. Derek stood in the corner with his arms crossed. "Stiles...Stiles get up." He said and Stiles grunted back at him, squeezing the pillow tighter, burring his face into it.

He grabbed his shoulder and shook him. Stiles grunted louder and even gave a feeble kick of protest. "I'm trying to sleep!" He moaned and covered his head with a pillow. Derek grabbed the pillow and yanked it away. Stiles pressed his face into the mattress, giving a angry grunt. Derek grabbed him and pulled him from the bed. "Alright I'm up, I'm up. Derek! What the hell, what are you doing here, my dad is still home. I thought you were Scott, did you come though the window again, you need to stop that! Someone is going to see you and tell my dad that some guy is crawling in my window, what do you think he'll think when he hears that?" He said grabbed Derek by his writ.

"What he would be thinking wouldn't be far from the truth, you do realize that right." He said moving in closer. Stiles blushed and he reached out, grabbing the front of Derek's shirt pulling him into a kiss. He slid one hand to the back of his head, entwining his fingers into Derek's dark hair. They kissed for awhile and pressed together. Stiles was listening to his dad downstairs make breakfast, he was just waiting to hear him come up the stairs to wake him. Derek bit his ear and was slowly moving him towards the bed.

Stiles sat at the edge and Derek gave him one last kiss before disappearing out the window. The bedroom door opened and his father poked his head inside. "You're already up? Well I made breakfast." He said and Stiles stomach gave a growl.

"I'll be right down." He said and his dad closed the door. Stiles licked the corner of his mouth, he could still feel the lingering sensation of that kiss and he could still taste Derek there on his skin. He stood from the bed and he wondered if Derek was still watching him somewhere out of sight. Just in case he was Stiles though he could at least have some fun with it and give him a little strip tease. Stiles didn't have much experience giving strip teases so the whole thing was more comical then it was sexy.

He pulled his shirt off slowly while doing a little slow dance to music that he had going in his head. He realized that he really hoped Derek wasn't actually watching him still because he felt totally stupid. He pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it towards the window. Next was his pajama bottoms. He slowly pulled them down his waist, still trying to do his little dance. When he tried to step on leg out it got caught in the waist band causing him to fall flat on his face. That ended his little strip tease. He got changed like nothing happened and prayed that Derek hadn't seen him fall.

Downstairs his dad already had two plates made up. He pulled out his seat and sat across from his father. The Sheriff stared over at his son from over the pancakes and scrambled eggs. His eyes then went to all the marks on his neck. He put down his fork and muttered a silent 'oh god' before he continued to stare. Some of those marks were just normal hickeys but the darker ones looked more like bites. The Sheriff could stop staring at those mark and he knew he had to say something about it before his son finished eating and ran to do who knows what (or now in this case, to do who). That cause caused him to twitch, he didn't want to have this talk.

He took a breath and leaned back in his seat. "Stiles do you have a girlfriend?" He asked and Stiles instantly looked uncomfortable. He rubbed the side of his neck, knowing very well where his father was going with this, and it was a talk he didn't want to have as well. The room was silent and the awkward tense feeling was thick in the air. Stiles didn't know what to say, he could tell his dad that there was a girlfriend because what if he wanted to meet her, but he couldn't tell him the truth either. The Sheriff then rubbed his face in one quick swipe. "Is it a boy?" He finally forced himself to ask.

Stiles knew he couldn't sit there in silence for much longer. "Dad we really don't need to talk about this." He said knowing his father felt just as uncomfortable as he did.

"N-no we need to talk about this. Now just because its a guy doesn't mean that you don't have to be safe just because neither of you can get pregnant. There are worst things out there then pregnancy." His dad started to say. Stiles covered his face blushing darkly.

"Dad! I know, just please stop talking. We haven't even had sex yet so you don't have to worry about anything for now." He said and looked down at his plate, shoving the food into his mouth to keep from having to say anything further. His dad stared at him some more, picking at his plate but not eating anything.

"Yet? Are you thinking about it, son please tell me you'll be safe."

"Oh god dad! Don't worry about it! Please can we just drop it." Stiles said his plate nearly empty.

"Well do I at least get to meet him." He asked and Stiles dropped his fork. Of course his dad would want to meet him, how did he think he would get away with this, he was done for. He couldn't let his dad know he was fooling around with Derek, he would kill them both. He had to think of something fast. He stood up and cleaned off his plate.

"I'll talk to him about it." Stiles said and he got out of that house as fast as he could. He climbed into his jeep and went to start it when the passenger side door opened and Derek climbed inside. He looked over at Stiles. "What?" Stiles asked, a little stressed out from his conversation with his father.

"I heard everything. How do you plan on fixing this." Derek asked with a growl. Stiles started his jeep and looked at his neck in the mirror. No wonder his dad wouldn't let the subject drop, his neck looked like a dalmatian.

"How do I plan on fixing this! If you didn't leave my neck looking like this we wouldn't be in this mess right now. Its a good thing his didn't see my shoulders! This is mostly your fault." Stiles yelled and drove down the road before anyone could see them together.

"My fault! I don't see how this is my fault." Derek yelled back at him. Stiles pointed at his neck, at one of the many purple bite marks left by him. Derek seemed amused by this and by Stiles annoyance. "You didn't complain when I did it, in fact you were practically begging for more. Like right now, you want me to bite you, your heart is beating faster." He said taunting him endlessly. Stiles blushed and kept driving.

"I didn't complain because I got caught up in the moment. How do you expect me to explain this or hide them from my dad! In case you forgot I'm younger then you Mr. Pedo-wolf!" Stiles said and Derek rolled his eyes and looked out the window, Stiles didn't even know where he was driving to, he kinda forgot when Derek jumped in. He drove aimlessly in silence with Derek looking at the window.

"I saw your strip tease." He said and Stiles turned beat red and actually started to speed up. He drove to a fast food restaurant to avoid the subject. Stiles quickly began yelling his order at the speaker box, not even bothering to ask if Derek wanted anything, he simply just ordered for him. Stiles got the food and parking in the back out of sight to eat. He handed one of the sandwiches to Derek but kept both things of curly fries for himself. "You just had breakfast there's no possible way your still hungry." Derek said unwrapping his sandwich and taking a bite.

"I'm not...I'm just eating to avoid talking to you. Simple as that." He said shoving a fist full of fries into his mouth. Derek rolled his eyes and ate in silence, quietly judging the teenager next to him. He waited until Stiles had devoured most of the food before reaching over and pulling the lever that made the seat lean back. What fries that were left over flew backwards. "Hey what are you doing?" Stiles yelled and went to sit up and fix his seat. Derek climbed on top of him, pushing him back down. He took Stiles hips and raised them up slightly so he could fit onto the seat as well.

Stiles wrapped his legs around him. Derek kissed, his tongue rubbing against his. He pulled Stiles shirt up as far as it would go. He kissed along his chest, running his tongue over Stiles nipple, teasing him slowly. He gridded their hips together, listening to him moan softly in his ear. Stiles rubbed against him, wrapping on of his arms around is neck, grabbing his shirt. Stiles used his other arm to prop himself up a little. He kissed the side of Derek's neck, trying to leave behind marks of his own, but as fast as me made them they disappeared. He got frustrated that he couldn't leave evidence behind on Derek like Derek could on him.

He bit his neck, softly, as a test to see if Derek would like it or not. Judging by the way Derek grinned against him even rougher, he guessed that he must have liked it. He bit him again, closer to his ear this time and a little harder then before. He licked the spot he just bit then moved to Derek's ear. He grabbed the ear lobe between his two canine teeth and pulled on it. He then kissed him, taking Derek off guard by trying to take control of the kiss. Stiles bit his tongue softly as he pulled backed to breath. Their foreheads pressed together and they both took the time to breath before kissing again.

Then there was a buzzing sound, as Stiles phone began to vibrate in his pocket. He tried to ignore it but it just kept buzzing and buzzing, sending the sensation of it to his groin and possibly Derek's too, seeing that they were pressed so close together. He pulled the phone out and saw it was a call from Scott. He went to press the little red phone button to hang up. "Answer it." Derek ordered, moving back down to Stiles chest.

Stiles held back a moan as he clicked the green button and held the phone to his ear. "H-Hello?" He said then gasped loudly right into the phone. He covered his mouth real quick, before swatting at Derek trying to get him to stop.

"Allison and Lyida are missing. No one has seen them since yesterday." Scott said freaking out. Stiles whole body was shaking as he tried to keep from making any strange sounds that might hint towards what was going on. "Can you get Derek and meet me outside the animal clinic? I think their disappearance might be connected to the murders." Scott said. Derek stopped and moved back into the other seat, wiping the bit of spit from the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah I can do that. Don't worry they probably just went shopping and forgot to tell anyone where they were going." Stiles said but Scott had already hung up on him. He grumbled and fixed his shirt and his seat before driving to the clinic. He was less then trilled to be interrupted yet again. He drove down the road, glaring at the street as he did so. If this turned out to be nothing he was going to be really pissed off. And he almost forgot he had to fix his mess with his dad. He wondered who he could talk into pretending to be his boyfriend. A few names popped into his head but he didn't think to hard about it at the moment. He was just to frustrated at the moment to think about anything.

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Hello everyone and here is another update for you guys. Think of it as my Christmas gift from me to you. Please review as your gift to me in the name of holiday spirit.

So who do you guys think Stiles should have pretend to be his boyfriend. I don't want to use Danny, to many people use him because he's the only openly gay character on the show.