You Know What That Was For! (A STRREK Fanficiton)

Chapter 19

Stiles' POV

I blink my eyes away, there's a slither of light beaming in through a crack in the curtains and it's right in my eyes.

"Urgh" I groan, rubbing away the sleep and finally I turn to check the time.

~~~7:43 AM~~~

"Urgh" I groan again, only two more minutes until my alarm. I shut my eyes and try to fall back to sleep, even though I know it's not worth it. Derek it's wrapped around me like a vine. Our legs entwined and an arm thrown across my chest, he's snoring softly beside me.

"Stiles time for school!" Peter yells through the door and Derek shifts beside me into a long stretch. Peter Hale, best alarm clock money can buy.

"Do you think he'll come back?" I ask Derek whose yawning as his body stretches out across the bed.

"Without a doubt, we better get up."

"Stay in bed with me?" I coo at him, giving him my best come hither look.

"Arghh don't look at me like that." Derek whines, running a hand down his face in exasperation.

"Come here." I coax, leaning forward and taking his hand so that I can tug him towards me. He surrenders and rolls back towards me and then on top, pinning my body to the mattress with his own. I tilt my head back and give him a quick chaste kiss. "Today is going to be our first day apart in a week." I sigh, knowing it's not a big deal really but hating the idea anyway.

"Don't remind me." Derek grumbles as he leans down to place a kiss on my temple.

"Will you give me another hickey?" I ask, and I feel Derek smile against my skin.

"You want me to mark you?"

"Yeah, like before, not the bite, not yet." I rush out the last bit to offer Derek some reassurance about how I feel about us.

"Now?" I nod, knowing he can feel me doing so and he dips his head down and kisses me. Our lips meet, soft and warm against each other and Derek licks his tongue across my bottom lip to ask for entrance. I open my mouth and meet his welcome intrusion with my own tongue and we battle for dominance over the kiss. Derek suddenly breaks away and I can feel his erection pressing hard into my own as his lips kiss down my jaw and then to the base of my neck. He latches on here and begins to suck. My hips buck into his involuntarily and Derek shifts and places his hand on top of my boxers. He begins to palm my dick as his lips work on my neck. I throw my head back as a moan escapes my lips and Derek seems to take this as encouragement because he ventures inside my boxers and takes me in his hand.

"Oh fuck." I moan, gripping the sheets in my hands. "Der stop I'm gonna cum." There's no argument in my voice and we both know it because Derek doesn't stop, he just wanks me off faster and a few seconds later I explode all over his hand and into my boxers. Derek releases my neck from between his lips and pulls back from me slightly, his eyes blazing red, showing his loss of control, but I don't care. He pulls his hand from out of my boxers and then runs his tongue over the cum that's dripping down his fingers. My jaw drops and I just stare at him as he stares back at me, waiting for my reaction.

"Delicious" he grins and then leans down to kiss my briefly on the lips.

"STILES I WILL COME IN THERE! GET UP!" Peter yells and bangs against the door to emphasise his threat. I sigh and turn to Derek who is clambering off the bed. I follow him with my eyes as he disappears into the bathroom and comes back out with a wash cloth.

"Better clean up." He tells me, handing me the wet cloth before returning back to the bathroom. I sigh again, heavily, and force myself out of bed. Guess I better get ready for school. Ugh!