Chapter Five: Vampires (pt. 4)
You know that feeling you get, when you know everything is absolutely fine- but one completely incorrect person assumes the world is ending?
That person was Derek.
They'd just had a long, tiring battle with a bunch of wraiths, and although Stiles was a bit worse for-wear, he was actually pretty okay. Maybe a few bruises here or there…but Scott had killed the thing before it could suck out Stiles' soul so… (turns out J.K Rowling was pretty damned accurate with the whole dementor thing)
Derek, however, even after a lot of pushing and whining on Stiles' part, refused to leave Stiles at home alone (his dad was on night-shift) and deciding Stiles was some fragile little duckling, planted himself on the couch- and refused to leave.
Eventually, after Stiles had screamed, reasoned and pleaded to his heart's content- he'd given up and resigned himself to a night with Derek; which, with that phrasing, didn't sound so bad.
But in reality- it was Derek glaring moodily at the TV, while Stiles got bored and opted for texting Toby instead.
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Marvel or DC?
Toby replied almost immediately, making Stiles' heart leap in happiness.
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
I actually like Darkhorse- Hellboy and all.
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
God call. U read Umbrella Academy?
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Yea- making people explode with music!
Stiles smiled, and out of the corner of his eye- noticed Derek watching him.
"Texting Toby." He said- waving his phone.
Derek grunted and turned away, scowling.
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Hey, question- why does Derek hate U so much?
It took Toby longer to respond to that one, and gave Stiles an opportunity to study the brooding Derek, who was now glaring at the phone in his hands.
His phone vibrated.
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
He doesn't like that I like you…
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
U like me?
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
;)
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
That still doesn't explain why Derek doesn't like U though- is it some kind of territorial, no flirting with my citizens! Thingy?
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Oh it's territorial all right.
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
…?
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Stiles…I'm leaving town tonight…
Oh. Stiles felt a rush of disappointment course through him. He'd gotten all the info he needed for the bestiary, but still…it was Toby. The dude was adorable.
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
I'm gonna miss you.
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
I'll miss you too. L
Stiles really, really would.
Suddenly Derek's head popped up, and he frowned, leaning to the side like there was a bug in his ear.
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Come out side
To Vlad the friendly Vampire:
?
From Vlad the friendly Vampire:
Please?
Stiles sighed, putting down his phone and getting up to go to the door.
"Where are you going?" Derek asked in a demanding tone.
"Outside."
Derek raised his eyebrow, obviously not considering that answer enough.
"Look- Toby is obviously outside- I know you can hear him-" at this he looked pointedly at Derek, "So I'm gonna go out and say 'hello', you , however are gonna stay here because I'd really rather not get blood on my porch. It's a very nice porch and my dad'll ask too many questions. So sit your ass down."
Derek sat, but didn't look happy about it, crossing his arms and glaring so hard it was almost a pout. It was cute.
"Relax sourwolf- you look like you're about to have a stroke." Stiles chuckled, and headed down the hall to open the door.
"Hi" Toby greeted with a wave once he opened the door.
The man looked flushed- chestnut hair windswept, pacing from foot to foot and rubbing the back of his head nervously.
"Can you- uh, step outside please?" He asked, smiling awkwardly.
"Err- why?" Stiles questioned, perplexed, and then added a "DON'T YOU DARE GET UP!" over his shoulder to Derek- who was already growling.
"Uh- 'cause of the whole 'have to be invited in' to cross the threshold…and I really wouldn't expect you to invite a vampire you barely know into your house…so could you come out here? I really wanna try something…" Toby blushed.
"What? Sure. AND DEREK DON'T YOU DARE!" Stiles added for extra precaution, and stepped out into the light of his porch, closing the door behind him.
Toby was standing…rather close.
"Still got your guard dog huh?" He asked, placing a hand either side of Stiles' face- cupping it and rubbing circles with his thumbs. It was nice, but made Stiles nervous.
"Mmm" Stiles muttered, lids drooping as he leaned in. He wasn't exactly experienced- but even he could tell where this was going, heart thumping even loud enough for him to hear.
Toby chuckled and closed the gap, stepping forward and pushing their legs together, pulling Stiles' face up- and slightly to the side…and then pressing his own lips down.
At first it was sweet, gentle and wet…then after a moment Stiles licked out and Toby groaned after that things escalated a bit quickly.
Toby ran his fingers through Stiles' hair, and lifted him up so they were the same height, pressed chest to chest- Stiles' legs wrapped around Toby's waist.
Toby licked out, asking for permission and Stiles opened willingly, humming happily when Toby started exploring thoroughly.
It was messy, it was wet, it was hot and all in all it was fantastic.
Hands were roaming places, lips were parting only to breath heavily- then dive straight back in again, noses were clashing and neither cared.
It took a while for Stiles to notice at first, what with the awesome making-out. But they were making a lot of noise. Their lips- moving together and smashing hurriedly- made wet squelching noises, completely different from the sweet noises you'd hear in a romantic movie. Their breathing was heavy- panting and catching, like neither of them could get enough air in.
The noisiest sound though, was the sound of the moans…the hums and the general sounds of bliss coming from both vampire and Human- bliss that was interrupted when the door suddenly slammed open and Stiles was yanked back by the collar of his shirt.
"What the fuck?" Toby asked, glaring at Derek and making grabby hands for Stiles, "Give him back!"
"Yeah give him back!" Stiles agreed- struggling against Derek's grip.
Derek just growled.
"Look- I'm leaving town which I know you'll be intensely happy to hear- So could you please at least let me have my goodbye?" Toby asked, not looking angry- just pleading.
From behind him- Derek sighed, and let Stiles go.
"Two minutes- make it quick."
Stiles rolled his eyes and turned to Toby- who immediately hugged him.
"I really am going to miss you, you know. You're the most remarkable human I've ever met. Seriously. I've never met a human like you…so smart and good. You're amazing." Toby breathed into his neck.
Then, suddenly, Stiles felt the vampire sniffing.
"Uhh- you okay there dude?" he asked, smiling awkwardly, still being held in Toby's arms…while being sniffed.
"Mmm." Toby hummed happily, snuffling away- then seemingly realising what he was doing, pulled his face away and coughed-embarrassed.
"I-uh…super smell…it makes good smells smell better." Toby blushed, looking at his feet.
"You think I smell good?" Stiles asked- and heard Derek's annoyed groan from behind him.
"I think you smell awesome." Toby breathed- and leaned in for another, long, sickeningly amazing kiss.
They went at it for a while, eventually hands started to stray to asses- before Stiles heard Derek cough angrily behind them and decided to break away.
"So…this is goodbye?" Stiles asked sadly.
Toby nodded, smiling unhappily, pressing their foreheads together.
"Still have each other's numbers…maybe next time I come round we could go for a coffee?"
"With mint and caramel?" Stiles asked excitedly.
Toby chuckled, "No way in Hell am I drinking that again." He declared, and leaned in to peck Stiles on the lips for one, last, time.
Derek was intensely pleased to see him go- and Stiles bet if he wasn't looking, the werewolf would have done a victory dance. Asshole.