Alex and Isaac decides to walk home to give Derek and Stiles some time alone. Wondering what to do to pass the time, something surprising comes up. Allison and Chris are having a serious conversation about Allison's status and how to deal with it. In the loft Stiles is in for an even bigger surprise. Not sure if he can handle it, he gives it a try. Very, very smutty Sterek moment.

As soon as he'd parked the car, Chris started to maneuver Hester's body out of the backseat. Isaac was about to run over to help, but Alex held him back. "Don't. Don't bother." They watched as Chris carried her to his own car and placed her in the back.

Seconds later Scott, Allison, and Lydia emerged. They were obviously done cleaning up the clinic. Chris wanted Allison to come with him and he made it pretty clear that he didn't want anyone else in his car.

Scott didn't seem particularly happy about it, but he didn't say anything. Lydia was a little more verbal and cursed out Stiles for leaving her. "He brought me here, he should have taken me home." She was the one living furthest away, and she was not prepared for the walk home.

Isaac stepped up and pointed to his car. "You can take my car, we can walk." He gave Lydia a crocked smile. "It's not the best ride, but..." Lydia didn't hesitate for a second. "You sure? I really appreciate it." She turned to Scott. "I can take you home too."

Alex didn't really care if he had to walk to the loft. Isaac had promised Derek and Stiles a couple of hours of alone-time, and Alex agreed that they deserved it. Anyway, walking through the streets of Beacon Hills with Isaac would give them a chance to talk. I would give them a chance to just be together without thinking about sex. Alex had to chuckle to himself. He knew he'd still think about it.

When Isaac grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the street, it excited him in a different way. Alex hadn't walked the streets at night since before Hester took him home. Beacon Hills was not like the big city, but doing this gave him a feeling of freedom that he hadn't felt for what seemed like ages.

The hardship of living on the streets didn't make much room for fantasies. The freedom had been tainted with the everyday struggles to get a meal and – later on – a fix. Ever so often he had managed to detach himself from it all, and pretend that he was just a normal boy who'd skipped school for a day. He imagined having a real home and a loving family waiting for him with dinner ready.

He squeezed Isaac's hand as they walked away from the clinic. He was so in love with this guy that it was almost scary. He had a feeling that it was mutual, but he didn't really know for sure. All the disappointments he'd experienced in his life, made it hard to really believe.

-o-o-o-o-

"I don't know how I feel about this, but Derek is right. You are a born leader." Her dad was concentrating on the driving and didn't look at her. Allison had just told him about what happened in the clinic, and she'd expected him to freak out a little, but he'd just nodded as if he knew already.

As hunters they were well educated about the werewolf universe, and Allison remembered being told about the Alphas and how they could become one. These teachings happened years ago, and she had totally forgot about it. When she killed Hester it had not been on her mind at all.

Allison knew that her dad was scared of her. She hadn't told him about her anchor, and that she felt totally in control of herself. For the time being, she didn't leave the house without dabbing a little perfume on her wrists, but at home she'd mnaged to control herself fine without it.

"Dad, I really don't need a pack. I don't think I want to be a leader." She shrugged as she drew her breath. "I have no interest in challenging Derek. I think he's doing alright." Allison got startled when Chris burst into laughter. It took a few moments for him to compose himself.

"Derek sucks as a leader. He was never meant to be one." He shook his head before he threw a quick peek at his daughter. "The Hale family always had a female pack-leader. For generations back, the Alpha status has been transferred to the strongest woman in the household."

Allison stared at her dad. She wasn't quite sure what he was thinking, but she didn't see herself stepping into the role as leader of Derek's pack. Chris continued. "Peter could possibly have pulled it off, he wasn't such a screw-up, but Derek... He acquired it by mistake."

Chris parked the car and gestured for Allison to get out. "We have to make sure nobody can find her body." He went to the back of the SUV and lifted Hester's lifeless body out. Allison knew that he had this place, but her dad had never taken her there before.

"Dad, I..." She followed him and watched him place the body in a pit surrounded by rocks. "Does it matter? As long as we can live in peace, it shouldn't matter." Chris had gathered some dry leaves and twigs. He stuffed it around the dead body before he doused it all with kerosine. He shook the can. "Need to get some more for next time."

After putting the empty can in the back of the car, he lit a match and threw it into the pit. It almost exploded into flames and Allison had to take a step back.

"Allison, listen to me. You don't have to do anything. Derek will lose his status. It's inevitable." He sat down on a rock staring into the fire. "Without a strong leader a pack can go rogue. We don't want that."

Allison had to chuckle a little. "Rogue? Alex, Isaac... yeah right." She smiled to her dad and shook her head. Chris did not share the laugh. "It's in their blood, in your blood. Werewolves need a strong hand. An omega is worthless without it, and it will eventually make them crack. A strong pack in Beacon Hills is what we need to keep the peace."

He went silent for a few minutes. Allison thought about what he'd said and knew it was true. She sighed heavily. "I'm not the one. I can't be the one." She knew that Derek had made a few mistakes, but with proper guidance he could improve.

Chris turned and looked at her. "Maybe not, but you know I'm speaking the truth. The Hale-family lived in peace for generations. Hunters stuck to the code and let them be, because they were no threat." He huffed and shook his head. "They helped keep Beacon Hills a safe place until Kate screwed it up. She disregarded the code and exposed every werewolf and every human in town to violence and death."

Allison nodded to herself. "I guess it makes sense. What you're saying is that the Alpha-pack wouldn't have come if the Hales had still been here?"

Chris got up and poked into the fire with a stick. "Exactly!"

-o-o-o-o-o-

Isaac soon realized that he hadn't thought this through properly. They had been walking hand in hand for about fifteen minutes when they eventually hit the main strip. Up to this point they hadn't met anybody, but now they could see a lot of people hanging outside the clubs and restaurants.

He'd been cocky and bold around his best friends when he and Alex revealed that they had a thing, but he wasn't sure if he was ready to come out completely. Alex obviously noticed his hesitation to move on. He stopped and looked up at Isaac. "What's the matter? Is there someone over there you don't want to meet?"

Isaac didn't know how honest he should be. He was a little embarrassed with himself. "Uh, I, oh fuck." He decided to let Alex in on his insecurities. "Well, yeah, like all of them. I'm so sorry, but I don't feel ready for a total disclosure of our relationship."

Alex pulled him back to the street they came from and wrapped his arms around Isaac's waist. "It's okay. One little kiss now, and then we can casually walk by without anyone having to know anything." Isaac had to chuckle a little. Alex took this amazingly well. "Sure." He leaned in and kissed him passionately.

"Isaac? It's you. Wow, haven't seen you in like forever." Isaac froze up when he heard the familiar voice. He hadn't seen Danny or any other of his teammates since school was out, and he hadn't really missed them. "Smooching in the alleys, are you? Who's your girlfriend?"

Isaac tuned around slowly as he tried to keep Alex behind him. "Uh. Hi. I, uh. How are you doing. I'm really in a hurry and I... We have to be somewhere." He hoped Danny would just move on. Suddenly the guy started laughing and Isaac instantly knew why. Alex had not stayed put. He'd of course emerged from behind him.

"Interesting." Danny nodded in approval. "Not a girlfriend then. I'm sorry." He was clearly addressing Alex. Alex chuckled a little and shook his head. "Don't worry about it. You're not the first one to make that mistake." He looked up at Isaac and smiled.

Isaac didn't know if Danny really saw what happened or if he just assumed, but he was about to do some damage control when his friend spoke again. "I'm guessing that you didn't take him for a girl. I didn't know we were on the same team." He stepped forward. "I'm Danny, by the way." He reached his hand out to Alex. Alex took it. "My name is Alex, nice to meet you."

The situation was slightly awkward, and it didn't get any better when Danny gave Alex a once over and nodded approvingly. "I'm on my way to the club, to 'Jungle'. You guys want to join me?" Isaac was about to decline the invitation, when Alex tapped his shoulder. "Yeah. Can we? I've never been to a club before."

Isaac didn't want to say no to Alex. He couldn't say no to Alex. He leaned over and whispered: "It's a gay club. I don't know..." Danny obviously overheard him. "Come on. Your friend here seems eager."

There was no way around it. Isaac had to stand his ground. "Boyfriend. My boyfriend." He didn't want Danny to get any ideas, he wanted to make it perfectly clear that Alex was taken, even if it meant outing himself completely. Danny just shrugged and repeated the question. Isaac looked at Alex' pleading eyes and had to cave in. "We could check it out, but only for a little bit."

-o-o-o-o-o-

Stiles was leaning on the wall in the shower, trying to concentrate on rinsing the shampoo out of his hair. It wasn't so easy when Derek's mouth was roaming over his skin. They'd hit the shower as soon as they caught their breaths after the fuck on the couch, and the water was starting to get cold now. After soaping each other up and thoroughly clean their privates, Derek had started fondling and kissing him. It didn't surprise Stiles that his cock was ready for a second round already. Derek poked at his asshole with a finger while he massaged his balls with the other hand.

Well, if Isaac stuck to his promise, it would still take a while before he and Alex were back, and Derek seemed to be determined to make the most of it. Stiles was not going to complain. The treatment he was subject to at the moment was threatening to take his breath away.

After cumming into Derek's ass less than twenty minutes ago, Stiles knew he could indulge himself in this for a long time without worrying about a too early release. When Derek wrapped his lips around his cock, he wasn't so sure anymore, but it took only a second to adjust and enjoy it.

Stiles looked down and watched Derek work on his penis. Every time the head disappeared into Derek's mouth, Stiles felt the urge to push forward, but he didn't dare. Not that he was afraid of the repercussions, but he worried about throwing Derek off task. Being sucked off like this was just divine, and he didn't want to rush it.

It was of course that thing about Derek's need to be in control. Stiles wanted to let him think that he was. It suited him fine when Derek was running the show and decided on the pace. He gasped when Derek pushed his finger all the way into his ass and prodded at his prostate. His boyfriend was playing a dangerous game if he wanted to keep this up until Isaac and Alex came back.

As if he'd read his mind, Derek looked up and grinned. "Don't worry, we're gonna make this an hour of pleasure and pain before I'll let you cum again." He gave Stiles' ass a hard smack before he got up to his feet and kissed him violently. "I think we're done here, rinse off."

Derek wrapped Stiles in a towel and carried him to the bedroom where he dumped him on the bed. He dug a bottle of lube out of the drawer before he got into bed too. After squirting out a generous amount, he continued what he'd been doing in the shower. Stiles relaxed into the mattress and let his mind drift. He knew that Derek would tell him if he wanted any action from him so he didn't bother to ponder over what was entailed. A couple of fingers fucking his ass while Derek's mouth was working his cock was quite enough at the moment.

While keeping up the action down there, Derek lifted Stiles' legs and pushed them towards his chest. He let go of the cock for a moment. "Grab on, I want to see your see your asshole exposed." Stiles obliged and pressed his knees towards his armpits. He felt a little vulnerable in this position, and it wasn't the most comfortable, but he trusted Derek completely so it wasn't really a problem.

He felt Derek's tongue run down the shaft of his penis and over his balls before it came to rest on the pucker. He'd been rimmed before, but not more that a couple of gentle laps. He knew he was completely clean, because Derek had demanded a full cleansing when they entered the shower.

Derek still had his fingers inside and now, he spread them to let his tongue enter between them. Stiles moaned in pleasure. As he licked in and around the hole, Derek slowly pulled his fingers out. He kept them spread out as he did this, stretching the muscle more and more. Stiles felt that he was about to rip apart, but Derek went so slow that it was surprisingly painless.

When his fingertips reached the rim, Derek pushed his fingers back in. His tongue was still working the hole and his other hand was playing with Stiles' cock. Stiles was less than alert now. He moaned and groaned loudly knowing that nobody could hear him. It felt so good to let loose that he couldn't understand how he'd have managed to keep so quiet lately.

Derek quickly inserted another finger and seconds later, Stiles could feel that he tried to get his pinky in there too. Stiles' eyes rolled back in his head and he cried out, as the stretch on the muscle became a little too much to handle. Derek gave up on the pinky and pulled out a little.

Stiles could barely hold the position anymore and started to loosen the grip around his knees. Derek looked up and frowned a little, but then he nodded and moved away to let Stiles stretch his legs. "Cramps?" Derek smiled and started to massage one of his thighs. Three of his fingers were still inside Stiles' ass, and as he kneaded the thigh, pushing it to the side, Derek spread his fingers out a little, as he at the same time kept lapping at Stiles' cock.

At this moment Stiles was so ready to be fucked. He knew he was prepped enough for Derek's dick and couldn't understand why he kept at it. Not that Stiles minded so much. He got a little bit of action both front and back and didn't really feel that he had any reason to complain.

When Derek suddenly pulled his fingers out, Stiles expected to feel his cock inside him shortly but instead, the guy moved out of bed. Stiles looked up in surprise, and saw that Derek reached under the bed for something.

What he presented when he got up again gave Stiles shivers down his spine. It was a dildo and it was huge. Stiles swallowed hard and stared at the thing. So that's why Derek was trying to stretch him beyond his limits.

Derek crawled into bed again and kissed Stiles' forehead. "Don't worry. It'll be okay." Stiles did not feel confident about that, but he decided to wait and see what happened. Derek placed the dildo on Stiles stomach, before he reached down and fingered him a little.

Stiles moved his hand to wrap his fingers around the thing. It wasn't so huge after all, but it was still a couple of sizes bigger than he'd gotten used to. "Do you want it?" Derek whispered into his ear as he started to fuck him with three fingers. The pain he'd felt before when those same fingers were buried inside him wasn't even mentionable now.

"Uh, I..." Stiles drew his breath tremulously while he stroke the big cock-like thing. It was smooth to the touch and to his own surprise, he discovered that he wanted it. He wanted to tell Derek, but the only thing that came out of his mouth was a loud groan when Derek again had his lips wrapped around his cock.

He closed his eyes and waited for Derek to ask again, but the only sound he could hear – except for his own labored breathing – was the little pop as Derek opened the lube bottle. He figured that Derek had taken his lack of words for a yes, and when the dildo got removed from his stomach he knew what was coming.

Stiles bent his knees and put his feet flat on the surface of the bed, then he spread his thighs as far as he could. Derek kept kissing and lapping at his dick while he coated the thing with lube. Soon after, Stiles could feel the rubber cock at the entrance. Pain wasn't an issue anymore. Stiles wanted to take it. He whimpered a little as it started slip inside, and Derek paused for a second. "No." Stiles hitched out. "Don't... stop."

Ever so slowly the dildo got pushed further and further in. Stiles could barely breathe, and he wasn't sure if he was fully conscious the whole time. The fact that Derek was sucking and tugging on his dick didn't make it any easier to stay alert.

He didn't know if the thing was fully inside or if Derek stopped for any other reason, but Stiles was kind of happy about the leeway. It didn't last long. Derek pulled it out a little before he slammed it back in, making Stiles scream out in pain. Derek peppered his tummy with kisses and whispered apologies against the skin, before started to fuck Stiles with the dildo, using slower movements.

Stiles was so close to an orgasm now, but he wanted it to last just a little bit longer. Derek's lips around his cock and his hand massaging his balls, felt so good. The big dick up his ass as he got sucked off made it really hard to hold back, but he managed for a while.

Derek kept the action on his dick going, but then he suddenly let go of the dildo. Stiles heard a little click and the world exploded. When the thing started to vibrate inside him, pressing against his prostate, he came so fast that he didn't have time to warn Derek.

Derek hurried to pull away but his mouth was already filled with cum. He spit most of it out before he grabbed the dildo and turned it off. He pulled it out and got to his knees between Stiles' legs before he stared to jerk himself off. It took only seconds before he began panting heavily and soon he cummed violently, squirting white strings over Stiles' torso.

Stiles had never felt so fucked before. He could still feel the pain down there, but it was worth it. Derek had promised his pleasure and pain, and he'd definitely delivered. "Derek." His own voice was husky. Derek had collapsed next to him, but now he lifted himself up on one elbow to look at Stiles. Stiles hitched his breath. "Uh, Derek, I... I think I need another shower."