True Mates

Chapter eight: Again?

-Derek-

The good news is I made it thru the movie, the bad news is...fuck I'm so dead.

I could tell Stiles was tired, but there was no way I could make it thru the night without... "That movie just never gets boring. I'm gonna go to the bathroom and then we'll go to sleep okay?" He walked to the bathroom and closed the door. "Fuck...ughh." This is definitely the worst one yet. I thought they were getting less hard. Okay, okay I'll be fine.

I heard Stiles flush the toilet and then open the door. "Oh god... i totally forgot I have school tomorrow." He sighed and grabbed his bag. He pulled out the books he didn't need tomorrow out of it, and the one's he did need, in it. He laid his bag on a chair and climbed on his bed. "Ugh, I have to get up early. I hate my school. Why can't we just start at like eleven or something!"

-3th pov-

Now Derek has to tell him that he's having another wave...which is something he really wanted to avoid. "S-Sti..." That was all Derek could say. All he really wanted to do was rip those sweatpants off his mate's legs. "You okay Der?"
"Mhm"
"You sure."
Mh...not really." Derek's mind was a mess. 'why is this a part of the bound? It's so stupid.' He thought.
"Again?" Stiles was leaning closer as he spoke. "Do I have to help you out big guy?" All Derek could do was nod.

Stiles kissed the wolf roughly and climbed on top of him. "Tell me what you need. What do I need to do to you?" Stiles knows exactly how embarrassed Derek is when this happens, he also knows how much he likes it when he's the one who does the talking and Derek obeys.

Stiles loves it when Derek tells him what he needs. The only thing that he doesn't do is top. He doesn't like it, and Derek doesn't like to bottom. So Stiles does the talking and Derek does the fucking. "Mhh..just.." Derek doesn't like talking during these moments but he loves it when Stiles talks to him.

"What's that Der?" Derek is not good at explaining what he wants, he finds it really embarrassing. But he try's. "Please...Stiles just do something, anything." Derek's eyes changed to his electric blue ones, so Stiles knew he would see the wolf tonight.

Like all of him, Derek didn't like to let his wolf out, he still thought he would hurt Stiles. But Stiles knew Derek wouldn't let that happen, and why would Derek's wolf hurt his mate? Stiles wasn't scared, not even a little. "It's okay Der, I'll take care of you."

Stiles took advantage of the fact that he was still on top of Derek, more specifically on his lap, and made slow and steady movements, straddling the wolf. He felt how hard Derek already was, which he didn't noticed when they were taking, well, when he was talking and Derek was trying to. When there lips connected, Derek had to make sure he didn't come right there and then. The combination of the heated kiss, the hand in his hair and the fact that Stiles was practically riding him became a little to much.

Normally he lasts pretty long, so he didn't understand how he got to the edge this fast. But he didn't want this to end, and he knew it would if he came. When a wave hits, it ends when he finishes. Only that one time, when Stiles wasn't there and he had to wait, he got hard three times when they were doing it. But that was just because he was alone to long.

"S-Sti...wait." Stiles stopped moving and kissing, he looked in Derek's eyes, thinking something was wrong. "What's wrong?" Derek was embarrassed, so incredibly embarrassed. "I- uhm...I got overwhelmed." Stiles frowned, he looked confused. "What do you mean Der?" Derek didn't want to explain himself, but he was desperate for more. "I...I was already so close, and I don't want...it to be over..." Derek looked down, to  embarrassed to even look at Stiles.

But Stiles only smirked, he let his hand to Derek's face, his fingers brushing over the wolf's jaw. "Der, don't be embarrassed about something your wolf does to you." Stiles knew that his emotions were a lot stronger because of the waves, normally, Derek wouldn't be embarrassed about anything.

The wolf looked back up at him, he nodded shyly. Stiles leaned in to kiss him, when there lips touched again Derek knew that the wave he was having, was a very weird one. He was so turned on, it was like he was fifteen again. He pulled back, he needed Stiles to do something. "Sti...I need you to...touch me. Like jerk me off, because I know I'm not gonna last long enough for something else." Stiles grinned and nodded. He didn't waste any time, because he knew how desperate the wolf was.

He repositioned himself between the Derek's legs. His hands were already on the waistband of his mate's sweatpants, pulling them down and throwing them somewhere on the floor. His underwear followed the pants really soon after. Stiles didn't want to tease him, because Derek told him what to do.

So that was all he was gonna do. He quickly opens a drawer that was beside his bed, and grabbed some lube. When he was back in his position he squeezed some lube on his left hand and then placed his right hand on Derek's thigh, and his left one was reaching to Derek's dick.

When his hand touched Derek, he moaned at the contact. "Fuck Sti...yeah." Stiles slowly moved his hand down, then back up, and repeated this at a slow pace. "Please...more." Derek was already close, he just needed to have more. When Stiles took up the speed, Derek's eyes turned blue. "Der, don't fight him, if he wants to come out then let him."

Stiles looked into Derek's perfect and bright blue eyes and he didn't fight. He let his wolf take over, fangs, facial hair and pointy ears covered Derek's face. Even when Derek was wolfed out, Stiles found him beautiful. "Mine, mate!" The wolf's hands were in Stiles' hair, pulling, not hard. Just keeping him in place, close to him. Stiles' hand was moving even faster now, the wolf practically howled as he came.

Stiles went to the bathroom to get a towel, when he came back, Derek was back to controlling his body. "That was amazing, my wolf didn't hurt you though right?" Stiles smiled, simply shaking his head. "No Der, of course not." After everything was cleaned up Derek looked at his mate. "Okay, I'm kind of offended that you're not even hard." Stiles nervously smiled. "Well...I kind of came untouched...seeing you begging turns me on, sometimes a little to much..." Derek smiled and cuddled the boy.

"I love you..." Stiles said sleepy, after a minute of silence. "I love you to Sti, very very much." After that, they both drifted of to a good and deep sleep.

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I know it didn't really have a lot of words, but it's like two am so I'm pretty tired.
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