A/N

Characters: Derek/Stiles (Slash!)

Length: Short. (One shot) Prompt: You'll see.

Takes place: About a year after "the list" almost 18 months after 'Lydia pt 1'

Warnings: Slash. Love. Licking, biting, etc. Cliffhanger.

Disclaimer: Teen wolf isn't mine.

Alright, yes. Lydia pt 2 & 3. Are coming. But I like this style of inter-connected one-shots that aren't exactly in order. I'm sorry if this confuses anyone. However I'll try my best to explain the order/timeline so if you want to read them in order it'll only be a little bit of work on your part. I have 10,000 words written for my Derek & Stiles fest story all written and ready but the story isn't even nearly finished yet! It's gotten away from me, I'll be posting it tomorrow around this time and all the written chapters will be up before Monday. We'll see where it goes from there (things got away from me!)

Anyway, on to the story!

Derek growled silently under his breath the very MOMENT he entered his…their house. That still surprised him. He and Stiles had bought a house and moved in together. They had everyday jobs, and were thinking about children and they'd been married for about a year now…an entire year of ups and downs but an otherwise amazing life. He was married to the love of his life, married in both the human and wolf sense and Derek couldn't be happier.

Except when his husband's heart did that when he entered the house; Stiles' heart had skipped a beat. Not the good beat either, no…this was the guilty oh shit heart beat. Sighing to himself and almost KNOWING what to expect when he entered the kitchen he walked slowly giving his husband time to come up with a plausible lie.

He found Stiles leaning casually against the kitchen countertop (that Stiles had INISTED should be white and won) looking for all the world like he was the most innocent creature in all of God's creation. Derek knew better. Smiling in greeting however, he decided he would play his game.

"Evenin'" he said, casually and the boy nodded in return. Stiles kept one hand firmly behind his back and Derek approached him and gave him a kiss. Revelling in the freedom in which they could do this. There first few months of dating had been rocky and then once things had settled down they'd told Stiles' dad and that had just made things rocky again. Now though, they'd been dating for about 2 years and married for one more. 3 years was a long time. Long enough that he'd like to think he knew Stiles better than anyone else.

Smiling at him after they broke about he pushed himself into a sitting position on top of the counter. "What's up?"

"Not much, was going to make…d-diner" Hmmm, Derek loved that even now if he gave the boy a heated gaze he could make him squirm and whimper. It was very clear what Derek wanted, the question was if Stiles was stupid enough to give in. Feeling the boy leaning closer to him already Derek resisted the urge to smirk.

He locked their lips together again, noticing still that even as he trailed his hands up and down Stiles' body the boy steadfastly refused to remove his right hand from behind him. Derek pretended he didn't notice. Instead he pulled the boy closer by dragging him by the neck of shirt. He heard the low groan and he immediately went back to kissing him.

Fierce and passionate he allowed the boy to battle him for dominance while he got rid of his shirt before he could even blink. Tearing it apart in a fit of passion was easy enough, he waited impatiently as the boy pulled away to rid himself of the last tatters of his white shirt. Another one ruined, he and Stiles should buy stock…

Ignoring the boy's pout Derek immediately latched onto his neck, hooking a finger through the boy's belt loop and pulling him closer still. Opening his legs he allowed their hips to bump together even as he used his mouth, tongue and teeth to bruise and mark his way down Stiles' neck. He licked his way down, down, down. Allowing his teeth to grow to just the perfect length to almost draw blood without actually drawing blood. Then when the boy hissed in pain he licked his way back up the cut and revelled in the amazing sound Stiles made as the pain was eased by an eager tongue.

"You're all the dinner I need." He said passionately, pushing the boy away and jumping down from the countertop. He stared at the top of his neck again, licking slowly down. Making sure that the boy was all hot and bothered before he dropped to his knees in front of him.

Looking up he slowly unbuckled the boy's jeans and began to pull it down very, very slowly. His gaze never left Stiles' and knowing how much the boy loved it he allowed his eyes to turn blue as he stared up at him. He could smell it, hell he could feel the want and the need rolling off the boy in waves. When his jeans were finally off and kicked to the side in much haste, Derek ghosted his mouth over the boy's underwear. Blowing hot air and teasing him just out of reach.

He felt the boy groan above him and whisper something that sounded like, "f-ing tease" but he just grinned and continued looking up at Stiles with the eyes he loved best. Finally he looked down and with one hand he began slowly, slowly peeling down the boys boxers. He locked his lips at the top of his hips as he did this, feeling the boy immediately pulse against him in a desperate need for immediate fiction. Taking the moment of distraction this gave him he wrapped his hand around Stiles' wrist and without hesitating quickly pulled his mouth back and sucked his fingers into his mouth.

His tongue wrapper around the digits and he sucked hard, coating them with saliva and ensuring the boy could even feel the gentle grazing of his fangs as he pulled back. Mmm, his fingers tasted of almonds and vanilla. The bastard.

"You know, it dawns upon me that this is quite unsanitary." Derek said, quickly, rising from his kneeling position and watching in amusement as Stiles fought his way out of the haze.

"mmm?" the boy responded coherently and Derek had to bite back a chuckle…

"Yeah, we should totally not be doing this in the kitchen," he paused here and began to walk out. "Call me when dinner is ready, k?"

"You're gonna j-just leave me like this?" Stiles said finally regaining motor control, and Derek smirked and motioned to Stiles' hand.

"I told you to keep your fingers out of my ice-cream…" he said as he turned and walked out, looking forward to a nice (cold) shower and Stiles pouting all night.

"Oh come ON!" he heard behind him and Derek couldn't hold in his laughter anymore as the sounds of Stiles running after him shouting obscenities filled their house and the air…

A/N

Well, there it is. For those of you who didn't realize this prompt is from the list about how Stiles always eats ice-cream out of the tub with his fingers and it leads to inappropriate licking. hehehe. Alright, because I haven't mentioned it if YOU guys want to use anything from the list as story idea you are free to, you have free reign and you don't absolutely need to mention me in your A/N or anything (but it would be nice.) If you do write it I do ask that you link me since I'd love to read it more than anything else.

I'll see you all tomorrow for D&S. I posted this to tide you guys over and I hope you love the story tomorrow, since it's not nearly as fast pace/fluffy as this is (not yet anyway)