She was having a good day really. She had woken up with decent looking hair and had even put on some of the make up Lydia had forced into her hands the other day with demands that she wear it now that they were friends. Stiles had even put on the cute graphic tee Allison had let her burrow, she was holding onto her jeans with her teeth but she could handle these changes.
Then the radio had to ruin everything. She was changing stations at the red light on the back road when it came on. It never came on, that was why she was normally safe. No one really liked "Some day Some way" by Marshal Crenshaw the way her mom did.
Stiles turned off the car but left the radio on. No one used this road in the morning which was why she normally took it, for the scenic morning wake up. By the second chorus she was crying so hard she couldn't see. That was when she started digging in the glove box for her emergency candy and bottle of water.
Six years and this song still felt like a knife in her heart, and she could never turn it off when it came on. Because it was one of the few things that she clearly remembered her mom loving.
Derek is taking Isaac on a walk to work on listening. The kid needs to be able to hear shit. Really he is starting to wonder how Scott managed to do most of this on his own.
"Okay now try isolating another noise." Derek instructs after Isaac takes ten minutes to focus on the sound of a shower. Isaac closes his eyes and then suddenly makes a really upset face.
"Stiles is crying in her car." He says through the frown. "And that song is playing."
"What?" Derek asks confused.
"It's some song her mom liked, she cries every time she hears it. She ran away from practice once because it came on." Isaac shrugs awkwardly.
"How are you sure it's her?" Derek wants to know. He shouldn't need to know but he wants to.
"Scott was first line when it happened, too important to go check on some girl having her period coach said. I wasn't even second string and she is really cool so you know. She stopped when I came but started again the moment I left." Isaac shuffles his feet. Derek can put together the missing pieces in that story. Isaac has a crush on Stiles. He was very not bothered by that.
But he did tune into the sounds of Stiles crying. He quickly understood why Isaac said he knew it was her. She had a weird rhythm to it, half hyperventilating half screaming. Derek has never heard anyone cry like that, but it sound like a noise he has felt before.
"Stiles?" A boy's voice asks at about the same time there is crunch of gravel.
"Oh, Danny found her." Isaac says. "He's nice." Derek is still listening anyway.
"Find another sound." He tells the boy and goes back to ease dropping.
"Hey, Danny. Sorry about blocking the road. I was just fighting of some body snatchers but they are gone now and I am still human so it's all good." There was a false bravado to her voice.
"You want a towel or some tissues?" This Danny kid asks.
"Well I have this water here, and I am thinking being sopping wet will really complete the whole puffy eyes, bright red nose and running make up look I have going."
"If you are feeling really crazy you could shave your head, you have the face to pull off a buzz cut." Danny his trying to play along, which is interesting because normally the only one that plays along with Stiles is Scott.
"I have considered it, and you know now that I am a lesbian after taking Lydia to the dance and all, I think it would really work in my favor." Stiles gives a pathetic laugh.
"You could go for the Ellen look easily."
"I would rock that." Stiles gives a better laugh this time. "But maybe when we are not late for first period?"
"Sure." Danny retreats from the sound of the gravel and then two cars start up and they are gone.
"Derek?" Isaac is asking, and he sounds like this is not the first time he has been asking.
"Lets keep moving."
She had completely planned on walking into the abandoned train stations Derek was now using as a house holding a giant box of condoms and shouting 'presents'. Of course Stiles plans tons of things that never happen that way. This time it's because Isaac is standing in the middle of the room looking at her funny.
"Isaac, you are here. Of course you are here. Because my dad totally thinks you killed your dad." Isaac squints. "Oh but I don't Scott said something about you being innocent and I am going to trust him on that one because you are kind of cool and all and you know have never tried to punch me unlike other people I know." She is rambling, but it won't stop. It just spills from her mouth.
"Speaking of people who have punched me where is…" At that exact moment some how Derek was standing next to her and was way too close. "Oh my god!" Her neck twitched in the weird way she jumped back from him.
"What are you doing here Stiles?" Derek asks, but its more of a growl.
"Well now that you ask it has been a couple of days and I was kind of tweaking out. So I thought I might come and get my regularly scheduled hot beef injection and be on my way." She manages to keep the comically large box of condoms in her backpack.
Isaac makes a really strange face that Stiles can't place and suddenly Derek has her by the front of her shirt and is quite literally dragging her backwards into some inner room.
"Isaac if I am not back in like an hour come find us because he has most certainly slammed my head against something again and I am suffering a concussion." She shouts back at the other boy. "But kindly ignore any strange noises I might make unless they sound like he is skinning me..."
"Shut up!" Derek snaps. So she does. He drags her for a another minute or so until they come to some kind of storage room he is using as a bedroom. There is a mattress in the corner and a few wire structures holding up his belongs. "What the hell are you doing here?" This time it is not a growl, it just sounds tired.
"How many ways do I need to say I am here for sex before you start taking off your clothes? Do I need to learn other languages?" Stiles shrugs off the back pack and sits down on the mattress. Derek watches her for a moment then sort of collapses on the bed next to her. Stiles is not ashamed to say that she lets out a squeal and rolls on top of him.
This time she wants to be on top, and having Derek laying down presents a few options she is dying to try out. She yanks her shirt off and leans down to pull his off as well, he lets her and kind of lays there like a dead fish for a second just look at her. It's weird. Then it gets stranger.
Derek sits up and kisses her. Well that part isn't strange, that part is expect and encouraged. The strange part is that he hold her face with his hands and that the kiss while hot has a slowness to it that none of the previous kisses have possessed. They ling on it for a while and Derek moves to kiss her face and her neck and her eye lids before coming back to her lips.
Warning bells are ringing in her head so loud that she can almost hear them over the strange noise her heart is making. Because this isn't in the deal, not even in the small print. This is a violation of what they started and it puts them on new ground that Stiles doesn't want to go to.
But she doesn't stop him. She lets Derek kiss every inch of skin he can get his hands on without moving. Stiles helps him take off her pathetic excuse for a bra and place light kisses over her unimpressive breasts. And when they get their pants off and she slides down onto him she keeps her face buried in his neck, because facing him while moving at this slow pace will feel like intimacy.
Stiles only comes the one time tonight and it's with Derek. She tries to push off him the moment he stops moving but his hands hold her hips while he relaxes out of her in a snail like fashion.
'Get up, get up, get up, get up.' Stiles repeats over and over in her head. But she doesn't at least not right away. But when she does Derek stay's exactly where he is, sitting naked on the bed watching her get dressed slowly.
"If I come back to find you have adopted more kids I want you to know I am not babysitting." She says slipping on her shoes. "I don't like kids and I have no idea how to make Mac and Cheese."
Derek doesn't say anything just stays still watching her. Stiles throws her arms in the air in defeat and stalks out. Isaac is still in the big room but his face has a funny look on it.
"Tell your fearless brooding leader that you guys really need to get an alarm system or something installed because just anyone can wander in her unannounced." Stiles gives him a smile she doesn't feel and leaves.
Isaac waits long enough for Derek to get pants on before he comes into the room with a dumbfound look.
"What was that?" He asks.
"Nothing." Derek turns to look for his shirt and when he turned back Isaac is holding the largest box of condoms he has ever seen.
"This doesn't look like nothing, this looks like the weirdest trip to Cosco ever." Isaac smiles but there is a pain in his face. Which of course is the moment that Derek remembers that Isaac has a thing for Stiles, who he just listened to Derek have sex with.
"It's nothing serious." Derek corrects.
"I can't really blame you. She smelled kind of fabulous today." Isaac takes a big wiff of the room. "And I mean that is the only other drive I seem to be feeling, besides you know the murder part."
"What do you mean she smelled fabulous?" Derek hadn't noticed any change in smell.
"Yesterday she smelled okay, but today it got better some how."
"Oh." Derek would have to think about that.
Today, for sure this time, was a good day. Her hair looked much better than it had in weeks and was actually lying flat so she didn't even put it up in a ponytail. And after asking Lydia was currently putting her make up on Stiles.
"I refuse to be friends with some one who looks like a slob. This is for me as well." Lydia tells her when her eyes are closed.
"Yes ma'am." Stiles answered obediently because Lydia currently had sharp objects near her eyes.
"I am not losing any more status in this school. So you missey are going to put this dress on when we are finished." Lydia placed something in her lap.
"What! No!" She opened her eyes to give Allison a pleading look, who just looked like she was lost as well. "Despite evidence otherwise I am actually a baby gazelle. I know shocking right, it's all just a clever disguise. But I am serious I am like all limbs; my torso is an illusion of the CGI at work. "
"Dress. On. Now." Lydia commanded pushing her into one of the stalls.
"Fine but I am keeping the Chucks. I will fight you before you put me in heels." Stiles told the two of them as she came out in the dress. It wasn't that bad really, and they were letting her keep the skinny jeans on because they looked like tights. Stiles was even kind of into the stripes going on with the dress, it was very Tim Burton. In fact the whole look was very Tim Burton because Lydia had gone a little heavy on the eye liner and shadow. "Curiouser and Curiouser."
"You actually look like a person now." Lydia said with a happy smirk.
"Hey, I always look like a person. Just normally they are cartoon people." Neither of them smiled. "I think I am funny, that's all that matters."
Even Scott was impressed when they dragged her bodily out of the girl's room. He sort of just stared at her for a second.
"You have boobs." There was real confusion on his face.
"I feel violated." She told him. "You should never say anything like that ever ever again. Otherwise Allison will gled you with a rusty knife while I hold you down." Stiles told him.
"And she's back!" Scott exclaimed with an overly wide smile.
Of course things didn't stay fun, because Erica was now super hot apparently and she kind of stole the show. As well as now they were pretty sure that Boyd was going to be the next X-men. Stiles was the one that had to go track him down.
"Hiya Erica."
"Stiles, you look nice." She gave Stiles a wolfish smile.
"And you look like you could take over the world in that bra. Where did you get? Because you know I have really been considering the evil genius approach recently. I mean I think I can pull off at least half of it." Stiles tries to side step her but that doesn't work.
"You smell funny." Erica snarls, like a real snarl. Who does that?
"Okay I am going to give Danny the aftershave back I swear, so everyone can just stop saying that." She turns to try and leave again.
"Oh you are having car trouble." Erica holds up part of Stiles' engine, and then hits her with it.
"Wolverine, you and I are going to have a talk!" Stiles is yelling as she stomps into the train. Derek and Isaac turn to look at her in unison, which should tell him something but still it hasn't sunk in. She is wearing a dress which is a huge fucking shock because he had no idea she even owned one. And make up, like a ton of make up and the dark kind that makes her look kind of vampy. Vampy and hot. "If you are going to keep procreating can you manage to keep them from hitting me! In the head! With engine parts!"
Isaac is sniffing the air and walks right up to Stiles and keeps sniffing her as he gets closer. Derek trying to pin point what is going on takes a deep breath through his nose which is when it hits him. She smells ripe and juicy. This is about to get ugly.
"Isaac if you hit me in the head I will be forced to murder Derek while you watch." Stiles says with the boy only feet from her. Isaac grins and Derek jumps to his feet.
"We could do something else while he watches." Isaac says.
"Say what now?" Stiles looks shocked and turns to Derek.
But Isaac has already attacked Stiles, with his mouth. For a second it looks like she is going to push him off and then she does that thing, the thing Derek now associates with her; where she goes limp for a second and then comes back at him with three times the force. Isaac is sitting down on a bench with Stiles straddling him in seconds and the two of them are going at it. Derek is frozen and confused until Stiles looks up and crocks a finger at him.
"Come on how are we to have a werewolf sandwich with one werewolf?" She asks with and evil smirk as Isaac works on a hickey on her neck. Derek thinks about refusing; about leaving the train and going back to his bedroom and waiting this out. It would be better if she used Isaac for this itch she has, they are the same age and in no danger of going to jail for their actions. Then she moans and it's low and guttural and sounds like the call of a wolf and it kind of snaps the rational part of his brain off.
Derek yanks Stiles off Isaac and spins her to face him. Her nails dig into his arms hard enough to draw blood. Isaac is busy helping Stiles out of her clothes. There is bare skin under Derek's hands and he can feel Isaac moving his hands lower on Stiles, who is making a most wonderful noises. She hasn't been vocal before but now he is kind of disappointed about that because it's like a drug for his ears.
Things blur and then there are condoms being handed out and Derek lunges at her but Stiles has her arms up to keep him back for a second.
"Hold the rape train just a second." She huffs as Isaac comes up behind her growling. "Junior goes first because you are going no where near the back entrance, not with the weaponry you are packing." She leans back into Isaac and its agonizing to wait and watch the boy thrust in her. Derek takes it out on her breasts, to the point that he draws blood, something that for some reason just makes him harder.
This is insane. He doesn't do stuff like this. Then Stiles comes with a shout and climbs off Isaac and saunters over to Derek. His brain fizzles again because that smell coming off her has gotten stronger and he just wanted to fuck her brainless and rub himself against her skin.
Stiles climbs onto him while he is still standing, leaning back against the pole. Stiles lets out a satisfied sigh when she is all the way down him and Derek growls in approval. Isaac come up behind her and there is a still moment as he works his cock up her ass.
"OH yeah." Stiles says with the most satisfied noise ever. She wiggles on them and Derek can feel that she is a thousand times tighter around him now. He reaches out and grips her knees, holding her effectively in a kneeling position between them.
Stiles is panting but Derek and Isaac haven't moved yet, both just too wrapped up in the smell and the feel. She leans forward and wraps her arms around Derek's neck.
"Move." She whispers hotly in his ear. It's all over. In some insane way Isaac and him find a rhythm that works and Stiles just convoluses and shivers and moans in unending streams between them. She clenches down on him too many times to count in those brief minutes. He hears Isaac roar once in completion and Derek bites down on Stiles throat and comes as well.
The haze in Derek's head clears and it seems to do the same for Isaac because the boy is back peddling away with a kind of freaked out look on his face. Stiles is still on Derek and she has the biggest shit eating grin on her face he has ever seen a human being make. He is pretty sure face's don't stretch like that. She climbs off him and starts looking for her dress.
"I have got to say, as far as apologies for physical violence goes this was pretty high on the awesome list." She points at the two of them. "We need to do this again some time. Like for birthdays or at parties. And I am going to request video proof as well because the guys on Reddit don't believe shit unless you have pics." Stiles walks back over to Derek and pats his cheek. "Good dog." On the way out she ruffles Isaac's hair.
They are still standing there half in shock when she leaves. Derek recovers his sanity first and is the first to start pulling his pants back on.
"What the hell just happened?" Isaac says from the bench he has yet to move from.
"Stiles is ovulating and compatible." Derek grumbles. "I should have caught that sooner."
"What? And What?" Isaac looks more worried if that is possible.
"Women are going to smell better to you when they are ovulating. But if they are part of the very small gene pool that can support werewolf genes to have born werewolves, they are going to smell irresistible." Derek explains.
"Holy fucking shit on a stick." Isaac exclaims.
"Exactly."
"Wait does that mean Stiles can have puppies?" Isaac askes. Derek tries murdering the boy with his mind just to see if he can do it with thoughts alone.
First off, I need like a few minutes to recover from that. Second, I am dirty very bad girl. Thirdly this was totally supposed to be two separate chapters and then I just didn't stop if you are confused by the huge tone change half way through.
Fourth, that is totally a thing. Not the puppies bit but the ovulating bit. Research shows that in every possible way we are more attractive to men when ovulating. Even the sound of our voice reading lists of numbers is more pleasing when we are ovulating.
Fifth, thank you ladies on A03 for really showing me the love. I mean seriously. You guys are my bitches.
Sixth, at the same time I blame ya'll for the first part because you wanted something fluffy. So I had to put that in there because damnit as some one who has lost a parent I feel like people always get it wrong in these stories. Also I do cry like a freaking idiot when I hear that song because my Dad loved it so much and got pissed when I stole the cd as a kid.
I am just going to go back to hanging out like a creeper on the Sterek tag until these emotions go away. -E