That glorious moment where you can't stop typing because it just comes to you. I found motivation to keep writing this (it's probably the reviews), and it just started spilling from my fingers, YAY. So enjoy it.

Scott's been staring at his bedroom ceiling ever since he got home from lacrosse practice, a million thoughts racing through his mind. He hasn't seen Derek in almost a week, add that to when he and Derek weren't speaking, that's like 3 weeks. Saying he misses Derek would be an understatement but he does understand Derek's reasoning, doesn't mean he likes it though.

He feels like it's not even a conscious thought to just let Derek claim him but perhaps that's the wolf talking, what does Scott want? Well - he wants Derek but he also wants more, which is the whole reason they're here. He feels like he'll always want Derek. And so there's not really much to decide but he knows Derek wants him to ponder about it for a while, so Scott figured a week would be good enough. His mind trails off to the last time he saw Derek, Derek said he had more to tell him. Sighing, Scott rolls on to his stomach, Derek's like a dark mist, too clouded and murky to see through and Scott is in a heavy daze trying to walk through it.

Derek is …intense, that's the only word good enough to describe him, and honestly he's a bit bizarre too. Between the previously expelled touching rule and Derek's many other mysterious ways, Scott feels like he's attempting to solve three Rubik cubes simultaneously.

For example, Derek doesn't come in him, never, at first Scott figured it was Derek's weird way at protecting him, but they use condoms so he ruled that out. He finally realized that it must be some werewolf thing like it has to do with marking Scott and that makes sense. But it's not the only weird thing Derek does, Derek sniffs at him all the time without actually touching him, however it doesn't bug him it's an instant turn on. But sometimes Derek even goes as far as a lick, which Scott wouldn't mind if it wasn't at the most intimate spot on his body. Not to mention, Derek doesn't tell him much.

Scott pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind and focuses on the most pressing matter. As much as he hates to admit it, he is only 16 and he figures mating is permanent. Yes, he's sure he wants Derek …but it's a little scary to think about being with someone forever, there's an unnerving feeling in the pit of his gut. In his experience people rarely stay together, his mind jumps to his mom and dad. His father left his mom and she, even though she's never actually done it in front of him, he knows she cries, he knows she's hurt. Allison and him, their short-lived whirlwind romance plus the divorce rate is high in California and Derek and him haven't even said they love each other yet, and-

His air supply suddenly feels restricted, and the unease in Scott's stomach builds, he rushes to his bathroom, the contents of his stomach spattering over into the porcelain bowl. All this uncertainty and fear is alarming but he still wants Derek, he sort of knows how Derek feels and that reassures him slightly. And amidst all the doubt, Scott's still going to say yes so all this worrying is pointless.

Cleaning up, Scott says "Screw it."

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He doesn't even make it towards the porch before he sees Derek walking out to meet him.

"Yes."

Derek circles him, "You don't sound so sure."

"Well, I'm …scared," The way Derek's circling him isn't making him feel any better either, "I am still human, I can't help my fear but I trust you and I know for sure that I want this."

"Go home, Scott."

"What, why?" His eyebrows knitting in confusion.

"I can smell all your doubt, it's smothering." Derek sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, "This is a choice, and I'm not forcing you to pick me. You do know that right?"

"I know, and like I said I can't help but be a little scared. We both know I'm not lying, I'll say it again I trust you and I want this." Scott says, punctuating the last few words.

Derek stops in front of him, not looking in Scott eyes. It takes Scott a second to realize what Derek is waiting for, he's waiting for Scott to make the move and Scott reaches for him, glad that Derek allows it, he sniffs Derek. His nose trails up and down the tattooed man neck, only to come up to press his nose into Derek's cheek, Scott whines and tries to put words for the way Derek smells. Like dominance, not surprising, he can smell a small sum of him on Derek, growling lightly at how little of it, and finally he smells a faint trace of fear. And Scott looks up into Derek's eyes, the fear is small but it's still there. And just like that, all of Scott's earlier fear just well- drops, knowing Derek is also afraid makes him feel significantly better.

"So you believe me?" Scott mutters, nose pushed back into Derek's cheek.

"Yes, but there's no turning back, got it?"

Scott nods, swallowing thickly, "You're kind of scaring me but okay."

Derek scoffs, "Go home," He places a finger on Scott's lips before he can protest again, "I'll come by later. We will talk."

Scott fights the blush and questions, "Just talk?"

Smirking, Derek answers "I don't plan on marking you and mating with you until the full moon which is two weeks away."

"Oh." That was a letdown.

The older lupine smirks, pleased he states, "Don't sound so disappointed. Trust me, we'll be busy. There's plenty to do."

"Like what?" It dawns on Scott, what Derek just said, "Wait, you want to mate on the full moon, why? I can barely control myself, I won't be able t-"

"Scott, just go home. I'll explain when I see you tonight." Derek turns Scott and shoves him towards his bike.

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It's eight and Scott's been keeping himself occupied with homework, his eyes drifting to the clock every so often. And when he's done, he watches TV for a while ultimately giving up on that after a few minutes. Groaning, he tries to keep his mind off of Derek, it can't be healthy to always be thinking about him. His gaze goes to the clock once more before he decides he's going downstairs to get something to eat. His mom should be here soon anyways; Scott searches the fridge for something and settles on a sandwich. He's splaying mayonnaise on the loaf of bread when he smells the familiar fragrance of his mom.

Minutes later, she's pressing a kiss to his cheek, "Hey, honey."

He nods, not wanting to talk around the mouthful of sandwich.

She smiles, and asks hesitantly "Are you feeling better?" Which is just baffling because Scott's great, it's Friday, he's caught up with homework and he's currently not angry with anyone, all his relationships seem to be okay. Stiles and him are good, and so are Derek and him. And he's not wolfing out, it doesn't really get better than this.

He slurps down his soda, "Yea, why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, I mean you've been I don't know strange lately. First you were all distant then broody and suddenly you're okay. If I didn't know better I'd say you were back with Allison."

"Ouch, keep it above the belt, mom." But he can't help laughing along with her, and for a minute it feels like how it was before he was bitten. There's a certain lightness in the air, room to breathe, he realizes and he can't decide if he wants that life back, maybe before Derek he would have although when he was with Allison he did.

"No but seriously, you're okay, right?"

"Yup." Scott mumbles, taking another bite out of the sandwich. He hadn't realized his mother was so perceptive, he's probably going to have tell her about Derek soon. But how does he tell his mother that he's …sort of dating a man who was not once but multiple times suspected of murder.

"Okay, I know you're a teenage boy and talking with your mom is kind of lame but you can tell me anything, I'm here for you. We always told each other everything."

Scott buries his head in his hands, "Oh mom, stop. Why are you giving me the 'you can tell me anything' talk?"

"Well you know that neighbor in charge of the neighborhood watch?"

Scott watches his mother carefully, she planned this, the way she brought it up, and the whole conversation was just a prelude to this, whatever this is. The swift change of smell to apprehension in the air is interesting, and he asks "The nosy old lady, who can't seem to mind her business?"

Melissa laughs, one that echoes loudly, "Yes, that one. Otherwise known as the woman who told me you snuck out, two weeks ago."

The teen scoffs, "Huh, told you? Don't you mean ratted out? Jeez and does she ever sleep?" He hasn't snuck out since then. He's wondering where this is going.

"Anyways, she told me well implied that someone sneaks in and that you were letting them in, late at night or early in the morning. The person stays for a few hours and then leaves … oh and interestingly enough this all happens when I'm not here even as soon I leave for work."

And there it is, Scott's stomach flips. Damn, that nosy neighbor, if he wasn't shocked he'd be cringing at the pure creepiness of an old lady watching everything he does. And the way his mom says person, implicates what she knows.

"Do you have anything to say?" She has this piercing look, a look that mothers must practice in the mirror to get the truth out of their children.

He could lie, probably should but he's tired of lying and that gaze is towing the truth from him, "Yea. Um, my …boyfriend." That word wasn't satisfactory enough to label Derek and him but it's the only word good enough right now.

His mom just stills, "Boyfriend?" She looks lost.

Scott lets out air, he wasn't aware he was holding in. "Yea."

"Oh, I - you – why didn't you tell me?" The way she says it has Scott pondering what she thought was going on.

"I don't know, I didn't think it was serious enough." And that's kind of true. "But it is and I didn't want to freak you out, that's why he sneaks in and he's great. I really like him."

She sits, rubbing at her knees, "No I meant why didn't you tell me you weren't interested in girls anymore." Probably because he still kind of is, just not as much as he is interested in Derek.

Scott just shrugs.

"What is that?" Melissa imitates the shrug, "I'm your mother, you should have told me instead of sneaking around. I-" She sighs, "I'm trying to be the most wonderful single parent in the world and I didn't see this, I don't want you to think I'm not paying attention and-. "

Her voice cracks and Scott feels like shit, "Mom, please don't cry. I wasn't sure how to tell you and you're a great mom, the best. You know when I'm not in a great mood, you're extremely perceptive and it's not like I was broadcasting." He's rambling, he knows that but he doesn't want to see her cry. Hearing her cry in the car was awful, seeing her cry would break his heart.

She wipes her eyes, "Really? The best?"

He nods frantically, "The best." He repeats.

"Thank you, God I can't believe I broke down in front of you like that." She exhales slowly, "This guy, do you love him?"

Scott's not ready to answer that quite yet, it's a question that's going to start a bunch of other questions and then he might throw up. So he says instead, "I really like him."

"Right, well I want to meet him. How does next Friday sound, we could have dinner or there's that carnival?"

The young beta jaw drops, not expecting that. "I should talk to him first mom."

"I agree you should talk to him and you have a whole week, so tell him Friday is on and that's when I will be questioning him." She smiles and hugs him, "Good talk. Oh and no more sneaking."

He watches as she heads out the kitchen "Uh-huh."

He had trudged up the stairs, stripped down and fell into his bed, too tired from what just happened, sleep taking him quickly. The warm body against him surprises him and Scott turns his head quickly to see, relaxing when it's Derek. It's weird to have Derek so close, Derek is flush against his naked back. The no touching rule is undeniably registering in his mind.

Even in his hazed state, Scott feels the effects of Derek's sniffing making his cock, already hard from his dreaming about Derek, twitch. Scott eyes' drift to his clock, 12:07 a.m., "You're late." His voice is rough with sleep and he's trying to understand why Derek would come so late.

"I thought your mother would be working."

And Scott sits up quickly, whispering "My mom knows about us, she wants to have dinner and that nosy neighbor probably saw you sneak in again."

But Derek seems unaffected, he pushes Scott to lie back down, and just keeps sniffing at Scott. Trailing his nose down to the lip of Scott's boxers, "You smell amazing." Derek's breathe ghosts over Scott's stomach.

Scott stutters, "Uh t-thanks? But didn't you hear w-what I said?"

"I did. Your mom wants to have dinner, she was bound to find out sooner or later, and something about a nosy neighbor." Each breath puffing out against Scott's belly, causing Scott's muscles in his stomach to convulse.

And all of a sudden Scott isn't worried either, he knows it has something to do with Derek and his mood. "You said we would just talk." But he's certainly willing to go along with this, completely forgetting his mother telling him no more sneaking around.

And Derek stops, "You're the one who started this, you're aroused and your smell is… But you're right, we need to talk."

Scott's dumbfounded, how can Derek change gears so quickly, he's not so quick to follow it but he tries. Derek takes a seat at his desk, putting distance between them, "Are you ready?"

The shift of ambiance is alerting, causing his erection to vanish and Scott sits up, preparing himself for whatever Derek has to say, "Yes."

"Lycan courtship/bonding is similar to wolves, very similar. I'm going to spend the night more regularly to strengthen our bond, every touch helps." The corner of his lips twitches when Scott flushes at that, "I know you're curious about the sniffing aspect, it's also a way to enhance the bond, a way for me to be familiar with you. Also you need to smell like me at all times hence why I'm always sniffing you, I need to be sure. Wolves depend on their sense of smell a great deal, Scott. And my scent all over you will let others know you're taken but my scent won't be permanent until the full moon so we need to stay close. But I will have to mark you physically as well." And Derek pauses there, looking at Scott for any fear.

Scott understands kind of, he asks "By physically, you mean sex, right?" There's no room for embarrassment, not when the topic is so severe.

"Yes but I'll have to bite you too to make you mine."

Scot tenses. He wasn't aware of he'd have to bitten all over again, "But I was already bitten."

"But not by me, I need to establish my dominance over you."

Groaning, Scott questions, "Will it hurt?"

"Yes… if it's any consolation, you get to bite me."

It's not. "Why?"

"To let others know. As much as smell is important, this is important too."

Scott is weary and somehow he knows Derek hasn't even told him the worst yet.

Derek continues, "I might do strange things, Scott… I'm feeling …urges to provide for you so I might bring you things."

Derek's being vague. "What kind of things Derek?"

"Food."

"Fine." That doesn't sound bad, so why is Derek being - Oh not that kind of food. Derek is going to hunt. "Okay well that's - not so bad, I can deal with that. Yea." Scott doesn't really know what to say, he actually doesn't want dead animals on his doorstep but what can he say, as long as it's just animals then fine. It must have something to do with Derek being dominant and Scott being submissive, Derek must feel like he needs to take care of him.

Derek catches his gaze and nods, "As the full moon gets closer, it's going to get more difficult, you're going to want to submit to me in every way possible. You're going to be experiencing urges of your own. Control is going to be hard for you a-"

"Wait." Jeez, Scott needs time to absorb. He sits there for a while, lifting his head when he feels the dip in the bed.

Derek tugs him forward and nuzzles his neck affectionately, "Hey, I know this is a lot to take in. I would have scared you off if I told you too soon."

Scott is just overwhelmed right now but he'll be okay and he's positive if Derek had told him beforehand he still would have said yes. "Okay, I'm ready."

Derek doesn't move from his spot on the bed but he does pull back a tad to speak, "You're not going to have much control during the full moon so it is going to get messy. But it'll be worth it, we'll be able to hunt as a pack, more unified and you'll be stronger. We both will be… It's going to be intense. There's really no way to get ready for this, so just go with your instincts. You usually do, you follow blindly sometimes, but you'll get it."

"Shit, this is crazy." Scott lies down on to his belly and lets out a muffled yell into his pillow but it'll be worth it and if he gets lost he can always adhere to Derek's lead. "Please tell me that's it."

"One more."

"Another brick to add", Scott mumbles.

Ignoring him, Derek runs his nails lightly over Scott's back, pleased when Scott makes a content sound. "During the actual mating, we'll be tied together."

Brow furrowing, Scott speculates what that means, "What do you mean by 'tie'?"

"Scott, it amazes me how you know nothing about wolves." Sighing he resumes, "I'll start to swell in you."

"Wait what. You'll grow? Fuck." And Scott starts panicking, heart hammering in his chest. Of all the info he received tonight, this is the most horrifying to him. He doesn't need to be told it'll hurt.

"It'll be fine, it's only for a few minutes."

Scott wants to ask more, his confidence quivering but Derek forces a blanket of tranquility over him.

"Everything will be fine, so what was that about a nosy neighbor?"

And just like that Scott feels liberated and maybe …excited, he's appreciative Derek can make him relax. He lets out a secure laugh and tells Derek what happened today.

Pretty lengthy, but I always try to go back and fix mistakes so don't worry. So what do you think, I don't even know where that scene about his mom finding out came from but I let it stay. I should probably put that dinner scene as a one-shot or something. I want this to be solely about Derek and Scott. Anyways, Part three is coming soon, and hopefully that will be the mating chapter then I'll be done. I've already got some of that written. Trying to keep up with the story then I'll update other stories like my snapshots, even though I'm loving Derek/Scott more right now, I still miss Sterek. It's weird I thought Derek/Scott would be the ruling the fandom, anyways enough with my rambling. Just please review because you know it's like crack to writers, right?