High on Zipping into Love

High on Zipping into Love: Chapter #13

Present Day:

Derek arrives at the cabin Wednesday afternoon to pick Stiles up after work so they can go get dinner. "Hello, Erica," he says with a smile and a wave at the blonde.

Erica greets him, with a flirty smile. "Heya Handsome. Alpha is just finishing up with our new hire Aleks. You can go watch if you want."

"What are they working on today?"

"Oh, just how to complete an ascent assist over on the zip for course six," she replies with a smirk. "If you hurry you can get a front row seat to the gun show."

Derek tilts his head and then bolts out the door once he realizes what she's saying. He's sure glad he did when he sees Stiles.

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"All right, Aleks," Stiles calls out. "You're going to think you can't, but I promise you can."

Aleks watches closely as Stiles starts running back up the zip and then pulls himself up to the platform. "I'm gonna try."

Stiles chuckles from his place on the platform. "There is no try. There is only do, but I believe in you."

"I've got this!" Aleks cheers.

"Yeah, you do!" Stiles says before stepping off the platform and zipping down again. He walks off and clips his trolley back onto his harness. "All right. Let's see it."

Aleks takes a deep breath and gets hooked up. "I can do this. I can do this."

Derek takes the opportunity to admire Stiles's physique as he watches Stiles watching the new hire. Derek can't help thinking he's already so far gone on this gorgeous man.

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Stiles is aware of Derek's presence but stays focused on Aleks until he successfully completes his ascent assist. After that, all bets are off. Stiles grins when a pair of arms wrap around his waist and settle so a thumb is brushing back and forth just below his navel. "Hey you," he says.

"Hey," Derek whispers, making Stiles shiver.

"I'm sweaty, Der."

"I don't care."

"I probably smell awful."

Derek nips at Stiles's neck, eliciting a groan from said man. "You smell so fucking good, Stiles. Don't hate on your natural scent."

Stiles huffs and rests his head back on Derek's shoulder. "I'll take your word for it. If you like it, then it can't be that bad."

"I love it. Are you almost ready to go?"

"Yes. I just have to grab my keys and such. Then I need a shower before we have dinner."

"About that," Derek says, trying to hide his smile and nerves. "I want to cook for you. So, I was thinking we could swing by your place to get a change of clothes and then go back to mine for a shower and dinner."

Stiles swallows thickly and moans softly at another nip to his neck. "Y-Yeah."

Derek smirks. "Yeah? That sounds good to you?"

"Yeah. Yes. Very good. Very very good. Let's go!"

"After you, Alpha," Derek says in a husky whisper.

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They had dinner at Derek's house on Wednesday night and damn the man can cook. Stiles's mouth is watering, and he refuses to be ashamed of the moans he lets out while they eat. Derek makes grilled chicken, baked green beans, garlic potatoes and they have red wine to drink. Dessert is peanut butter and chocolate cheesecake. Again, Stiles feels no shame about those moans either. Plus, Derek's eyes darken with every moan his cooking invokes.