Derek was in his room, standing by the window, looking at it. Boyd and Erica were in front of the house. She was mad about something, but he didn't care enough to eavesdrop on them. If they were having problems, they would have to fix them on their own. He listened to the sound of footsteps come up the stairs. He could tell that it was Stiles just by the way they moved. Stiles opened the door and looked over at him from over his shoulder.

"What did your father say? I left before I could hear," Derek asked. Stiles sighed, was Derek really that worried about this? He wouldn't let his dad try to get him sent to jail again. He would think of some way out of this mess. He wasn't worried about the Incubus, he believed Derek scared the thing off, possibly to a new hunting ground. He didn't like the thought of that thing out there killing women, but it was better than having it after him .

"He wants to have dinner. Tuesday, cause it's his day off."

"Today is Sunday, you only have two days to fix this Stiles. You fix this and I'll deal with the Incubus. We need to get this all taken care of."

"You don't have to go and make it sound like its some sort of mafia business. It's just you killing a demon thingy and me having to lie to my father about whatever sort of relationship we're having. Oh god this is like a horrible mafia movie. Oh god I'm playing the chick role, that sucks." Stiles said rambling a bit. Derek leaned in and kissed him, wrapping his arm around his waist and pulling him against him with force. His free hand took Stiles by the back of the head. Taking him in that over done movie style kiss, and to top it all off he even dipped him backwards, which Stiles had to ruin the moment by flailing his arms around because he thought he was falling.

Stiles kissed him back when he realized he wasn't actually falling. He still wasn't a fan of being dipped backwards like some over romanced damsel; he was a man and this just wasn't masculine at all. Derek stood him back up and moved him towards the bed. He pushed him down onto it and kissed along his neck. Stiles smelt just of himself at this moment; every time he showered, he washed away Derek's scent or any other scents that might be on him. Derek didn't even notice how he was used to always smelling himself on the teenager. It felt strange when he didn't.

"Everyone is downstairs, they'll know something is up if we take much longer." Stiles said as Derek shoved him down softly on his back. Stiles softly bit his neck and ear, smirking playfully. He guessed the others could wait just a little while longer. He pulled his shirt over his head, kissing Derek, running his tongue over his teeth, pressed against him at the groin and rolled his hips against him. So maybe the Incubus was right, maybe he was just a little bit sexually frustrated. It wasn't anything that he couldn't fix.

Derek ground their hips together. The friction from their clothes made their skin raw and hot. Stiles was trying to keep quiet; werewolves and their hearing could be a bit of a problem, but it felt amazing even if it was just through clothes. He couldn't help but to breath heavily and moan softly.

Meanwhile downstairs Issac and Scott sat next to each other, waiting for the two upstairs to finish their talking. "I wonder what they're talking about?" Scott asked. Normally, he would have just eavesdropped, but something in the back of his head told him that it wouldn't be that great of an idea, and for once he actually decided to listen to that little voice.

"Maybe Derek is trying to find out more details about the Incubus so he can find it and kill it." Issac said looking up. He wasn't one for eavesdropping, so he was focusing his hearing everywhere but up there. He was also afraid that Derek would get angry if he listened in.

"The thing fled, it probably isn't anywhere near here. Why would he still care, its not his problem anymore, we got everyone back." Scott asked, Something was up with Derek, but he just didn't know what, and it worried him. He growled and stood up. He wasn't going to sit around here all day waiting for Derek to bark orders at him like he was one of his betas. "I'm leaving, could you go and make sure he didn't do anything to Stiles for me. I don't think he killed him or anything but they've been up there for awhile now."

Issac hated the idea of actually going up there and walking into the room. But Scott was giving him that look, the 'your my friend so can you please do this one thing for me and I'll love you forever' look. Damn those expressive eyes and that adorable puppy dog look. He just couldn't say no to a look like that. With a sigh he agreed. Scott left and one by one people began to follow. They had plans to do and weren't going to wait around. Issac went up the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest. Derek was a scary guy.

He made it to the top and that's when he heard the first moan. He froze, he thought the worst right away, Derek was actually killing Stiles. He never thought it would happen, but then there was another moan. Issac knew Scott would never forgive him if he let his best friend get killed, but Derek, Scott was his friend but Derek was the Alpha. He took a breath and held it, he quickly started down the hall and flung the door open.

His eyes went wide. Derek and Stiles were on the bed, together, half way undressed. They looked over at Issac, Stiles whole face turned red, almost as red as Derek's eyes. "Oh my god. I'm sorry, I'll just leave," Issac said and he went to flee. Derek grabbed him and yanked him back into the room. Issac instinctively curled up in a ball and waited.

"Issac relax I'm not going to hurt you, that is, if you can be quiet about what you just saw." Derek growled and Issac nodded his head.

"I didn't see anything."

"Good." Derek said and he looked over at Stiles. The teenager could see that there was a plan forming somewhere in his head. Derek looked back over at Issac. "Actually there is something you could do for Stiles and I. You see his father wants to meet his boyfriend, but lets face it, its not like Stiles can really introduce me to his dad as his boyfriend. That would not go well. So this Tuesday you are going to pretend to be his boyfriend."

"What? Why?" Both Stiles and Issac asked at the same time. They looked over at each other.

"Did you have a better idea Stiles. Issac knows now and we needed a plan so I made one. Now all we have to do his focus on killing that Incubus." Derek said, glaring at Issac until he agreed. Stiles grabbed his shirt off the floor and pulled it back on. Derek left the room to go get everyone back, leaving Issac and Stiles alone.

Issac felt so awkward. "So umm how long have you guys been dating?" He asked trying to make simple small talk.

"We're not really dating. I don't know if what we're going is really considered dating, I don't know. We did go to a fast food place if that counts." Stiles said and they entered into a long awkward silence. Issac shifted uncomfortably, how did he get himself into this, that's right Scott asked him for a favor. Curse you Scott.

"About this Tuesday...if you really need my help, I'll help. But I'm not going to kiss you, just throwing that out there, I'll hold your hand but that's it." Issac said and Stiles rubbed his forehead.

"Just wonderful. I guess I'll pick you up Tuesday." Stiles said, his face still red with blush.

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So I decided to go with Issac. He made more sense to me then Jackson did. Thanks again toshinedownlvr4eva for editing . Well I'm not feeling good, I hope I don't have to call into work cause that would really suck. I might if I don't feel better. If that does happen I'll work on a update.

I got season one for Christmas from my best friend so I'm super happy right now. I actually want to do a few youtube videos for TeenWolf. They will be like a musical parody, but first I need to see if I can find a cardboard cut out of the actor who plays Derek, a wig and some guy clothes to make me look like Stiles, and a proper camera to tape this.

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