A/N:All fluff...aka rated M.
Derek walked around until he could feel the sun warming his back as it rose. He couldn't believe he had pushed Stiles away from him, didn't give him the chance to say anything. He had wanted to turn around right after he walked out the door but he knew he was of no use until he tried to clear his head. Finally once he couldn't stand being away he slowly made his way back to the apartment. Walking into the apartment he was a little shocked at what he saw. Stiles and Bryce curled up on the couch. Bryce was laying on top of Stiles and Stiles had a firm grasp on Bryce's body. Derek felt a lump in his throat form. He never thought he would see the day his son and Stiles so close. Just then he could see Stiles was starting awake.
"Hey" Stiles whispered as he tried to stretch out his limbs without waking Bryce.
"Hey." Derek watched Stiles' movement with a small smile playing on his face. Stiles tried to wiggle his body out from under the small child but it seemed as soon as he moved Bryce latched on like a leech. Derek couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped. He walked slowly towards the couch and lifted his son off Stiles and made his way up the stairs to Bryce's room. Finally getting his son tucked into bed, he made his way down to see what Stiles was up to. He found him in the kitchen making coffee.
"I want to apologize for the way I stormed out of here without talking to you."
"It's alright. You were upset. I understand."
"No, it's not alright. I let Nicholas get under my skin and I turned my back on you." Derek could see Stiles' whole body go rigid when he spoke Nicholas' name. He made his way towards Stiles and stood right behind him. He moved his arms up Stiles' back and let them rest on his shoulders. He could feel the tension in them and tried to loosen it. Stiles shrugged him off and stepped to the left out of his arms while turning to face him.
"I am sorry." Stiles whispered out while looking down to the floor. Derek was shocked at the words. What did Stiles have to be sorry for, Derek was the one that walked out last night.
"Stiles, what are you sorry for? You didn't do anything wrong." Stiles jerked his head up at those words and looked Derek in the eyes.
"I don't have anything to be sorry for? Are you for real right now Derek? Its my fault we are in this mess in the first place. It's all my fault Peter is after us, its my fault that you got hurt, its my fault for you having to turn me. If I had just kept my legs closed we wouldn't be in this mess. I was the one to bring all this trouble to your door. So I understand why you are mad when Nicholas told you something I should have told you myself." Derek grabbed Stiles and pulled him close.
"No Stiles you listen to me, it's not your fault. You were in a vulnerable situation and Peter played to it. He is the one who sent Nicholas after you. He used you to get closer to me and he would have done it anyway he could have. He just found his opening that night we fought and you went out. It's not your fault, it's never you fault."
"But it is, if I hadn't of come back he would have never been able to use me. I am always the problem." Derek couldn't take it anymore, listening to Stiles put himself down was to much. He grabbed the back of Stiles' head and pulled him into a bruising kiss. Stiles jerked his arms around in shock at first but then wrapped his arms around Derek's neck and started kissing back. By the time they pulled apart, they were both out of breath. He looked so lovely to Derek in that moment. His eyes half closed, lips red and swollen and his cheeks had a shade of pink to them. Stiles looked up at Derek through hooded eyes and grabbed them hem of his shirt and threw it across the kitchen.. Derek pressed his body into Stiles. Stiles let his legs fall open for Derek to press closer. Derek kissed down Stiles' jaw and Stiles threw his neck back to allow Derek more access. Derek sucked hard while Stiles moaned loud and long. Derek removed Stiles' shirt so the both stood shirtless in the kitchen standing skin to skin. Stiles rubbed his hands all over Derek's torso. He remembered how much he missed the man in front of him. Stiles remembered all of the places to touch Derek that made his body trembled with want. Stiles loved the way Derek's body responded to his touch. He loved that his hands were the ones to draw this response from him.
"Wait, wait, wait." Derek pulled away from Stiles, resting his forehead on Stiles'
"Derek" Stiles whined.
"Stiles..I need...please."
"What is it you need?"
"Please tell me this is real. That when the sun rises in the morning you will still be here." Stiles had never seen Derek look so vulnerable then in that moment. Stiles knew it was some of his fault for putting such doubt in Derek's head.
"I want this Derek. Please...just let go, be here with me, right here in this moment." Derek smashed his lips back over Stiles and pushes him hard into the counter. Derek broke apart Long enough to bring both Stiles' and his shirts over their heads.
"God I missed this."Stiles rasped. Stiles dragged his fingers lazily up Derek's torso and slowly wrapped around his neck.
"Derek...wait." Stiles pulled reluctantly away from Derek and took a deep breath. "we should really go up stairs. Your son is laying over on the coach in the other room" Derek looked over his shoulder and then back to Stiles. He then grabbed Stiles' hand and dragged him to the stairs and up to his room. When he the door he pushed Stiles up against it. Stiles wrapped his legs up and around Derek's waist clinging to him like it was the only thing keeping him grounded.
"Bed...Derek, we can have so much more fun on the bed." Derek stumbled his way over to the bed and tossed Stiles down on it. He continued to stand there and dragged his eyes up and down Stiles' body.
"Derek you better get your ass over here right now!" Derek replied with a grin and then made his way of the bed. He was holding himself up on his arms and staring in Stiles' eyes trying to memorize everything in this one moment. Derek bent his head down and slowly worked his lips over Stiles'. Stiles had other ideas and pulled Derek's head down and tried to quicken the kiss. Derek just pulled away and started going down Stiles' throat.
"Derek...quite..oh god" Stiles shivered, "don't tease me." Derek just continued on as if not hearing Stiles. He made his way down to Stiles' collarbone and sucked hard.
"Dammit Derek you better get your pants off right now!" Stiles tried to command but his voice wavered and he broke off into a moan.
"There is no need to rush Stiles, we've got all day." Derek went back to making his way down Stiles' stomach and grinned every time Stiles tried to speed things up. He finally got down to the top of his sweatpants he was wearing but instead of making a move to remove the article of clothing he made his way back up to Stiles' mouth.
"Derek if you don't speed this up even just a little I am going to find someone that will!" That seemed to snap Derek out of some sort of haze as he pulled Stiles' pants off an threw the across the room. He pushed Stiles back down on the bed and jerked his legs apart. Once he was settled over him he growled low in his chest.
"You aren't going anywhere."
"Well then make me never want to leave this.." Stiles was cut off when Derek ripped his boxers off and grabbed Stiles. "Oh shit. You can't just do that when I am trying to.." Derek grasped hard right at the base and Stiles jerked back. Stiles let out a gasp when Derek slowly worked his tongue around the head and over his slit. Derek then pulled back a little bit so he could lightly blow where his tongue just was. Stiles couldn't breath when the next thing he knew Derek was swallowing him all the way down and he could feel the back of Derek's throat. Stiles tried to jerk up but Derek's firm hands on his hips prevented that.
"Derek...please..oh god." Stiles was shaking his head back and forth when Derek sucked long and hard, He couldn't remember a blowjob being this good. He felt weightless. He remembered how much he missed Derek's mouth. Everyone though Stiles would be the best at it sense he had the lips but Derek, Derek had the tongue that could put anyone to shame.
"I am not going to last if you keep that up."
"Good, I don't want you to. I want to show you just how much I truly missed you since you been gone for so long." Derek made his way back down and started humming a tune while Stiles kept jerking and moaning. When Derek could tell Stiles was close, he pulled off and moved his way back up Stiles' body. He left feather light kisses all across his stomach and slowly up his chest. He moved over to one of Stiles' nipples and sucked it in his mouth. Stiles arched up and grabbed fist full of Derek's hair, only slightly pulling. Derek worked his way over to Stiles' other nipple and worked that one around his mouth biting and sucking harder and harder.
Stiles finally had enough of Derek's games and while Derek was distracted he pushed his way so Derek was now the one laying down with Stile smirking triumphantly over him.
"My turn." Stiles kissed Derek long and hard leaving them both breathless. He then made his way to Derek's throat and nipped and sucked a large mark that he watched slowly heal itself. He worked his way over to Derek's nipple and pulling it in his mouth. Derek has always had sensitive nipples and Stiles loved to make him squirm under him. After working both nipples his made his way down Derek's stomach first with a finger and then followed the same trail slowly with his tongue. He sat up and made his way to discard Derek's pants. He made fast work of ridding him of his jeans and then climbing back on top of him. Stiles then wiggled his way down towards Derek's feet and ran his hands down his long legs. He loved seeing Derek's muscles twitch under his fingertips. He made his way back to the tops of Derek's boxer briefs and slowly pulled them down and off. Once he was sitting back on top of Derek Stiles had a gleam in his eyes.
"Stiles...what do you think you are doing."
"Shh Derek. Just lay back and let me handle everything." Stiles leaned over and opened the top draw of the nightstand, praying he would find what he was looking for. He smiled triumphantly when he did. He tossed the bottle next to Derek and settled back. He worked the top open and squirted a liberal amount on his hand and then wrapped said hand around Derek's swollen erection and worked his hand up and down coating him so he was nice and wet. After another squeezed of lube on his fingers he slowly made his way behind him while Derek was trying to understand exactly what Stiles was doing. When he finally realized Stiles planed to prep himself his eyes flash red and he pushed Stiles over so Derek was once again hovering over him.
"I think you had enough fun for now Stiles. Its my turn." Derek grabbed the bottle from where it landed and made quick work of slicking up his fingers. He then teased the outside of Stiles and watched him wither in need. With one last circle around Derek slowly pushed his first finger in. He didn't move, letting Stiles time to accept the intrusion. Once Stiles was looking at him with lust in his eyes he started moving. He had a good rhythm built up when he choose to add another finger to join in. Stiles was starting to move with the rhythm while trying to keep from moaning to loud. Derek pulled his fingers out and moved up so he was breathing in Stiles' ear.
"Don't hide your voice from me. I want to hear you." Stiles let out a low whimper at that and Derek went back to what he was doing. He finally added a third and it took everything he had not to explode all over Stiles when Stiles let out the filthiest sound ever. He didn't know how to describe it but he knew he wanted to hear it again. After about 20 minutes of working Stiles open he once again reached for the bottle of lube and slicked himself up. He dribbled some down Stiles' balls and down his crack. He looked up one last time to make sure they were both on the same page.
"Don't you dare stop now Derek. You better stick you dick in me and make me scream." Derek chuckled but knew that some where deep down Stiles meant it. He took a deep breath and then finally just pushed his way inside. Once he was fully inside he felt like his vision was going to white out. He had forgotten just how great Stiles felt. To be back here in bed with the one he loved, he couldn't ask for a better place. He just sat there trying to take it all in. He breathed in deeply and could smell both of them mixed together and he loved that smell. He knew he could never have any other smell, that this was it for him.
"Move Derek!" Stiles' voice made Derek snap back to the here and now. He looked down at the man laying below him and couldn't help but smile. He grabbed onto Stiles' hips and slowly worked his way out almost all the way and then jerked his hips forward. He set his pace slow until he saw a look of need in Stiles' eyes and then picked it up. Stiles was making the most wonderful noises he had ever heard and kept trying to draw them out of him. He moved one of his hands down and around Stiles erection and down to his balls. He put them in his hand and slowly played with them while Stiles arched and moaned and babbled useless stuff. Stiles moved one of his hand down to grab his cock when Derek slapped his hand away.
"Oh god Derek you gotta touch me." Just then Stiles let out a startled grasp when Derek rammed into his prostate. He could see Stiles' cock leaking precum heavily but he made no move to grab it. Once Derek stopped having a set rhythm Stiles knew he must be close. He grabbed Derek's face and gave him the dirtiest kiss ever and pushed him back over. Once Stiles was again on top he picked up the pace. Derek wanted to make Stiles go first so he grabbed him and tried to match Stiles movement with his own. Stiles stilled and then exploded all over Derek's hand and chest. Derek felt Stiles clenched around him and he couldn't hold back any more. With one last thrust he spilled up into Stiles. They were both breathless when Stiles worked his way off of Derek. Stiles laid down sprawled out next to Derek his eyes closed and breathing heavily. Derek made his way off the bed and into the bathroom. He came back over to Stiles and worked on cleaning him up. Stiles didn't move, it almost seemed like maybe he fell asleep. That was until Derek made his way back into the bed Stiles pulled Derek over to him and kissed him lazily.
"I love you." Stiles mumbled. He then rolled over and finally fell asleep.
A/N:Sorry it took me so long to write this up. It was the hardest chapter I have written cause I am not much of a fluff writer. Thanks again go out to JoKr88 for all your help.