Sour Wolf and Big Mouth

Jealous?

Derek growled as he glared at the man across the bar. He didn't like the way the man was looking at Stiles. Maybe Stiles wants him too... Derek thought sadly before shaking his head. No, Stiles is his boyfriend, no one else's. But still, was he crazy? Had he Derek Hale lost his energetic Stiles to some random stranger? Stiles did love him but Derek couldn't help that small sense of doubt.

Stiles looked over at Derek and bit back a laugh. The alpha had his chin up and his chest puffed up to look larger. The music blared as he watched Derek's eyes flash red. He is so obsessive... Stiles thought with a sigh. It wasn't Stiles' fault he was so attractive to the same sex. Derek always seemed...hellish when he was jealous and that always led to lots and lots of fun...

Derek watched his sexy, beautiful, delectable boyfriend flirt with the stranger. Jealousy raged through him as a louder growl ripped through him. Maybe if he wore baggier clothes and didn't put on such tight clothing.... Derek thought. He'd have to save what he struts just for me. Call the Alpha protective or possessive or passive or aggressive but he had a right to get hellish. He still got jealous.

Stiles watched with glee as Derek got up and pulled him away from the stranger. "Come to the loft later. Just you." Stiles looked up at the wolf from underneath his eyelashes. "Is that an invitation Sourwolf?" He purred. "It's an order sexy." Derek purred back. Stiles couldn't wait.