Stiles whole body was shaking, but he didn't dare to turn around to look at Derek or ask him to…just do something.
Derek bit his lip and turned around and tried to wrap his arm around his waist to pull him against his chest.
Stiles turned around and hide his face at Derek' chest or at least try to. "I'm sorry. I...I just can't stop." he mumbled and continue to cry.
Derek grabbed the back of his neck and held him, not saying anything just holding him. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to keep the pain inside.
"You told me you want it...want me...You…you told me you wouldn't reject me...I...I believe you. So don't you dare say me again that you trust me with so much more...you said it earlier if you forgot." Stiles whispered, sobbing uncontrollably.
"I wasn't going to reject you." Derek whispered, "I trust you and I want you to believe me I meant what I said. I love you and want you and I tried so hard to like it but it felt like you had something to prove. It felt like you didn't want to do it just to do it. Everything I've done to you was because Iwanted to not because I felt like Ihad to."
Stiles pulled away from Derek to look at him. "I told you hundred times that I want it and I need it! I'm not doing it just to prove something. I want to do it becauseI want you to feel good. Because that's what couples do. They fight, they reconcile and make sex...It's like they're telling that they're there and everything its okay. You don't want us to do it. Fine. Then can you please stop giving me hope that you want it. It's...whatever."
Derek thought about it and nodded slowly, "Couples use sex to prove that they are still there and it's okay." He mumbled quietly.
"Well its look like we don't. We're trying to make things better with more...pain and tears and doing things we don't want." Stiles mumbled.
Derek bit his lip and frowned, "I want. God do I want. I just felt wrong because you are crying and I felt like I'm using you, even though you say you want it and need it."
"Do you know why I'm crying, Derek?" Stiles asked
"Why are you?" Derek whispered.
"Because I'm hurt. That's the truth. I'm so so hurt I want to just lay here and cry all day. Do you know why I'm hurt, Derek?" Stiles mumbled.
"Why are you hurt?" Derek choked out.
"Because I'm feeling rejected. I'm feeling like I really can't make you feel good. I hurt you and I want to make it good again and I already told you how much I love you so I don't know how to...to make you happy again...I don't know another way. You just didn't understand. I want to do it to show myself...you...the wolf that we're okay...that we're not mad at each other. That we learn something from this fight and now we can go back to be happy. I want to do it because I want to touch you...I wanted for so long but I had to stop myself before...I don't want to stop myself anymore. I...I'm hurt because I...I want you to need me the way I need you, Derek." Stiles whispered with tears in his eyes. "And I'm fucking tired of crying."
"I don't want you to feel rejected. I never want to reject any part of you, I'm sorry I didn'tunderstand why you needed this." He whispered, looking at him, "now I understand and feel so stupid for making you feel like this." He kissed his cheek, "I'm sorry, please, can we try again." He whispered kissing the corner of his eye, "I love you so much and I want to show you just like you want to show me."
Stiles nodded. "You're sure, right? Because if we start it again and you stop...I...I can't take it."
Derek nodded running his nose across his cheek, eyes closed, "I swear." He promised before kissing him softly.
Stiles smiled and kissed him back.
Derek moved to sit up, trying to pull Stiles up with him, not breaking the kiss.
Stiles moved with Derek, kissing him more passionately.
Derek man handled him to straddle his lap, "I love you." He whispered against his lips.
"Love you too." Stiles smiled against his lips and kissed him hungrily.
Derek moaned quietly, wrapping his arms around his neck, pulling him close.
"I missed that." Stiles whispered and kissed him again.
"Missed what?"Derek murmured, licking his bottoms lip.
"Kiss you. Touch you." Stiles whispered and smiled when Derek licked his lips.
"We'll have to learn to deal once these two days are over." Derek whispered before kissing him deeply.
"Shhh don't ruin my happy moment." Stiles chuckled and kissed Derek back, moaning in his mouth.
Derek drank up the noise he made and rolled his hips teasingly.
"Mmm I think It's my turn. I own you orgasm." Stiles smirked and run his hands up and down Derek' chest.
"Or I can check how many times I can make you cum tonight." Derek whispered shuddering at his hands.
"And where is your pleasure, babe?" Stiles smiled.
Derek grinned and spread his hands open and slowly slipped it down Stiles' back. He started mouth the bottom of his ear, "It would come from the sight of you, open and ready. It'd come from the little noises you make." he ran his nose down Stiles' neck, "It'd come with the way you smell." he whispered, rolling his hips again.
"Promise?" Stiles groaned.
"If you want I can just open you up and fuck you raw." Derek said, moaning quietly as he created a rhythm with his hips, "Or you can, I'm perfectly fine with either."
"Mmm I like both." Stiles smirked. "But can I try the things with the neck first." Stiles asked looking at him.
Derek nodded and stopped moving, baring his neck.
Stiles smiled "Tell me if you want me to stop." he whispered and licked Derek' neck.
Derek shivered and nodded, "Okay." he sighed.
Stiles bite Derek' neck tugging at the skin gently.
"Mmmm." Derek hummed.
Stiles sucked at his neck. And run his hands through Derek' hair, tugging it.
Derek let out a low gasp, and lowered his hold to his hips.
Stiles pulled Derek' hair harshly to bare his neck more and started to mouth at it.
"F-fuck." Derek whispered, rolling his hips down to Stiles'.
"Bad wolf." Stiles said and bit Derek' earlobe. "I said only from my mouth on your neck." he whispered and sucked the earlobe in his mouth.
"But what about you?" he breathed, panting lightly.
"It's all about you. I told you I own you orgasm." he whispered and kissed his cheek.
Derek nodded and turned his head to give him a proper kiss.
Stiles smirked and bite Derek' bottom lips.
Derek moaned into his mouth.
Stiles smiled and bit Derek' neck hard.
Derek gasped, "Y-you're getting really into marking."
"I love it. Don't you?" Stiles whispered and bite himagain.
"Yeah." Derek breathed.
"Do you think you can cum only from this, babe?" Stiles smirked and bite his neck hard, sucking at the skin after that.
"Without any touching?" Derek asked moaning.
"Without any touching." Stiles whispered and kiss the mark he left on Derek' neck.
Derek moaned quietly, "I don't know...I've never tried untouched." he whispered back.
"That's a pity." Stiles smiled and kissed him deeply.
Derek kissed him back, as he brought his hands up to cup the back of his head.
Stiles moaned and gripped his hair tight.
"One thing for sure is that I can get painfully hard like this." Derek breathed against his lips.
"Okay if it's get to much and you can't cum just tell me. I'll take care of you." Stiles whispered against his lips. He pulled his hair hard to bare his neck and bit it.
Derek nodded and groaned as Stiles got rougher.
"Mmm like the sound you make." Stiles whispered, licking Derek' throat.
"Those sounds are only for you." Derek whimpered, tightening his hold on him.
"Only for me." Stiles repeated with a smile and bit gently over Derek' pulse point.
Derek panted and moved to kiss him.
Stiles kissed him hungrily, run his hands down Derek' back leaving red marks after his nails.
Derek hissed, "I need, I need." he chanted quietly and started thrust down onto Stiles' lap, "God. P-please, Stiles."
Stiles continue to bite his neck. He wrapped his hands around Derek' cock and started to stroke him.
Derek squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back, moaning loudly as he started to cum.
Stiles moaned mouthing his neck. He continue to stroke Derek' through his orgasm.
Derek gripped Stiles' shoulders tightly, "Fuck." Derek panted, "Stiles."
"Yeah babe?" Stiles smirked and kissed his neck.
"Next time we try this, I'll cum untouched." Derek promised, baring his neck some more.
"Mmm that's sound good." he whispered and start to kiss every mark on Derek' neck.
Derek moaned quietly keeping his neck bared for him.
After he make sure he kissed every marks he kissed Derek' lips gently.
Derek sighed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Stiles' neck,
Stiles kissed him back. He bring the hand covered in Derek' cum to his lips and smirked at him.
Derek stares at the hand and then at Stiles, questioningly.
Stiles smirked even more and licked his palm, moaning.
Derek groaned, and brought Stiles' hand to his mouth to wipe some cum on his lips before launching to give Stiles an open mouth kiss.
Stiles moaned loudly in Derek' mouth and licked and bit at his lips.
"Fuck." he whispered against his lips, kissing him harder.
Stiles kissed back as hard as he can "Like your taste." he panted against Derek' lips.
Derek groaned, and kissed him again, "How are you so fucking sexy?" he whispered.
"How are you so fucking hot?" Stiles whispered back.
Derek gripped his shoulders, "Tell me what you need." he whispered eyes flashing a bit, and pupils blown.
"You." Stiles chuckled.
"How?"
"I don't know. Tell me what you're offering." Stiles smirked.
Derek licked his lips, "Opening you up and having you ride me is one of them. Or the other way around. I'm still filled with cum and lube anyways." he shrugs, and looks at him casually.
"Fuck I like both." Stiles mumbled.
Derek smirked, "Remember, we have two days." he whispered in his ear before biting his earlobe.
"Not enough." Stiles groaned.
Derek pulled away to look him in the eyes, "Babe, we have the rest of our lives."
"Yes we have it." Stiles smiled at him.
Derek smiled and kissed him gently.
Stiles kissed him slowly and smiled in the kiss.
Derek smiled into the kiss also.
"I love you." Stiles whispered, nipping at Derek' lips.
"I love you too." Derek said smiling.
"Your neck looks fantastic." Stiles chuckled, tracing the marks on Derek' neck with his finger.
Derek shivered, "How many have you managed to put on me?" he whispered.
"I'm not sure...fifteen or so." Stiles smirked, looking at Derek.
Derek smiled, "I want to see." he mumbled.
"Go to the mirror then, babe." Stiles chuckled.
"I don't want to let you go." he mumbled.
Stiles chuckled again. "Go to see it and tell me what you think? Do I have to do more or something?"
Derek sighed and let him go to climb off the bed and walked to the mirror, he looked at his neck. "woah." he whispered.