Chapter 5

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The next day found stiles waking up with a raging hard on, groaning stiles got up and decided to take care of his prominent problem while in the shower. Getting his clothes ready, stiles crossed the hall to his bathroom, turning on the shower and waiting for it to get to the right temperature. Thinking back on his dream last night, stiles realized that he was having wet dreams about Derek Hale. He could remember the way he felt when Derek ordered him to strip and kneel on the floor while not being able to speak. The feeling of knowing that he was going to be taken care of and wouldn't have to worry about anything was very liberating. Being ordered to lie across Derek's lap as he mentally prepared for what was to come. Steeping into the shower stiles could almost feel the throbbing, burning pain that was the result of the spanking he had got for breaking the rule of not being able to come without Derek's permission. Being spanked was one of the number one things stiles could not wait to experience so the fact that he had dream about it with Derek being the enforcer of the punishment just showed stiles how much he really thought of Derek being the perfect Dominant/ boyfriend for him. Grabbing the soap that reminded him of honey, stiles continued to think about what happened after Derek had spanked him until he was a sobbing mess, apologizing for breaking Derek's rules and being a bad boy.

The way Derek had shushed him and rocked him back and forth while whispering sweet words of praise had made stiles feel wanted and loved. The way Derek had softly lowered stiles onto the bed and slowly started to take off the rest of his clothes while leaving small love filled kisses everywhere he touched made stiles feel all bubbly inside. How Derek had slowly fucked him raw to where stiles could not remember his name let alone speak. The burning, stretching feeling stiles got when Derek had slowly enter stiles to the pain and pleasure mix that came with the thrusting of Derek's hips against stiles backside. The blinding pleasure stiles felt when Derek finally allowed him to come to the feeling of being whole when Derek moaned out his release while filling stiles up to the brim with his seed. The feeling of love that blossomed when Derek had washed him clean and laid down behind him bring them flesh to flesh. He feeling of content Stiles got when Derek softly whispered to him that everything was going to be okay, that he would always be there for him, and that it was okay to sleep that he would be there when he had awoken.

Jerking out of his dream like trance stiles realized that the water had run cold while he was thinking, so he quickly washed up and rinsed off and got out the shower. Getting dressed and heading downstairs, stiles found a note on the fridge from his dad stating that he was called into work for an emergency and that he did not know when he would get off. He also said that he had left money for Stiles to go grocery shopping when he felt like it. Signing stiles made himself some breakfast and grabbed the keys to his beloved jeep, and the money for grocery's and headed out.

Pulling up to the store, stiles realized that all this time he had been distracted by his dream from last night. He really wanted that to come true. He wanted to feel loved, he wanted to give up all control, and he wanted the love and devotion of another. Was it so bad that he wanted all of this from Derek, a guy that he barely knew? That he felt like he could spend the rest of his life with someone that was such a mystery to him. Smiling softly Stiles decided that he would do everything in his power to get Derek to realize that he was the best submissive for him. Unbeknownst to stiles, Derek was having similar thoughts and had come up with the same goal in mind, to have stiles realize that he would be the best dominant for him to have.

Walking into the store, stiles grabbed a shopping cart and made his way to the fresh produce section. Stiles loved to cook and loved using as many fresh ingredients he could get his hands on. Usually he would get his produce from the farmer's market but stiles had woke up to late to make it there in time to get everything he needed so he was stuck buying the stores produce. Don't get him wrong, there was nothing wrong with the store produce but just knowing that the vegetables and fruit he cooked with were locally grown made stiles feel better about buying them. Picking up a few tomatoes, lettuce, onions and other produce he would need to make a weeks' worth of food for him and his dad, stiles moved onto the fruit part of the produce. Deciding to get some bananas for breakfast in the morning, and some apples and mangos just because those were his and his dad's favorite fruit stiles crossed off produce on his list. Looking on the next item he needed, which was meat stiles made his way to the meat section. Picking up ground turkey meat, turkey pork chops, and turkey pork loin, stiles crossed it off his list and looked at the next item. Making his way to the pasta isle, stiles found the wheat pasta and started comparing them. For 10 minutes stiles compared the carbs, sugar and fat of each pasta box before deciding on one. Reaching for the pasta he choose, stiles found himself in a slight predicament. Being that stiles was only 5'5 when reaching on his tippy toes, he could not reach the box. About to give up and pick another pasta, stiles saw a women pick up the box he had wanted and hold it out for him to take. Facing the person head on, stiles realized that the women standing in front of him was Mrs. Talia Hale, aka Derek's mother. Openly staring at this stunning women had stiles blushing when she cleared her throat to get his attention. It was not stiles fault that she was so beautiful with her long black hair that feel in loose waves, to her tall statue, to her flawless skin and soft smile. She reminded him a lot like his own mother. "Sorry," stiles said embarrassed for getting caught staring.

She gave an amused smile, "it is okay dear. I figured I could help you, seeing as you were having a difficult time."

"Thank you Mrs. Hale," stiles said while finally lifting his eyes to look at her.

"So how is everything going for you stiles?"

"It's going great. Just getting grocery's for the house but you probably already know this seeing as we are in the grocery store. I mean why would anyone come to the grocery store. It's not like it's a cool place just to hang out," stiles trailed off feeling lame for his rambling.

Mrs. Hale just smiled, "Are you ready to continue the project you guys have in school. My kids were telling me about what you guys have to do. I can't wait to have you come live with us when it gets to that time in the project."

"Um… Okay," stiles said.

"Well I have to go dear but it was nice to meet you and to get to know you a little bit better," Mrs. Hale said while moving further down the aisle.

Stiles just waved. Once she was in another aisle, stiles let go of the breath that he did not realize he had been holding. Figuring that it could have went worse, stiles finished his shopping and made his way home.

Derek who had just made it home from a run with is fellow wolves found his mom in the kitchen making lunch for everyone. "Hey mom, what are you making?"

"I am making your favorite, grilled cheese with homemade tomato soup," she said with a fond smile as she continues to flip the grilled cheese.

Derek smiled and thanked her. "Well I will be in my room if you need anything."

"Before you go Derek, I wanted to tell you I meet stiles today at the store. And I must say he is a cutie pie. He was trying to get down some pasta and he just could not reach it so I helped grab it. He is so sweet and nerdy," she said with a fond smile while trying not to laugh at her memory of stiles rambling

"Really? So what do you think," Derek said with a slight frown.

Wanting to put Derek out of his misery she said, "He will make a great addition to the pack and will fit in wonderfully. I do have a question though, are all those bumps on his face really moles"

"Yes, and they make me want to play connect he dot on his face and body," Derek said with an almost predatory smile playing on his face.

His mom just laughed and shooed him out the kitchen, "Be gone you heathen. I will call you when I am done. You might want to text stiles I could smell loneliness coming off of him in waves, as well as the need to submit and be reassured."

Derek nodded and made his way up stairs and into his room. Flopping down on his bed Derek decided to text stiles after he took a shower to get all the dirt and grim off of him from running in the woods in his wolf form.