The Sterek Story

Chapter 3

Stiles P.O.V

After the kiss, Derek was acting weird. He was spacing out. It looked like he had alot on his mind.

"Is something wrong?" He shook his head but I could tell something was up.

As we rolled up to my house, I noticed my dad's squad car was nowhere to be found, so Derek and I went right in. All I needed to grab was a change of clothes and my lacrosse bag. I ran up to my room while Derek waited in the kitchen. I came down 2 minutes later.

"So how about that kiss?" Derek reminded me. I had completely forgot about the kiss.

I locked lips with and immediately granted him access when he bit my lip. His hands roaming my body on search for my sweet spot. Sure enough he found it and I moaned quietly, Derek giggled.

"I like it when you do that."

"What? When I moan?" I laughed.

He intertwined his fingers with mine and pulled me in for a kiss on the forehead before we headed out to the jeep.

It was a quiet ride back to the Hale house. When we got there, Isaac's car was in the driveway.

Derek grabbed my lacrosse bag and I grabbed my back pack. Derek opened the door and was inside before I started walking to the house. I met Derek in the kitchen which was right across from the living room where Isaac was watching TV.

"Hey Isaac, do you think you could spend the night at Scott's tonight?"

"I'm not sure, why?"

Right as Isaac turned around to face us, I had my legs wrapped around Derek's torso and viciously attacking his face with my lips.

"Well, I'm gonna go over there anyways, have fun guys." And he was gone.

"Looks like we have the house to ourselves, Mr. Hale." I said flirtatiously.

Derek's P.O.V

Stiles drives me absolutely crazy but in the best ways. We stayed up until 10 watching random movies like Dirty Dancing, and The Hunger Games. After all those, we made our way to my bedroom and that's when things started to heat up, quickly.

I know he's a virgin so I'm not gonna seal the deal tonight, but maybe tomorrow. I could tell Stiles wanted me, just as badly as I wanted him.

I don't want to make him do anything too quickly because Kate did that to me. She made me do things I wasn't ready for, and I don't want Stiles feeling the same way I did.

"Stiles... I can't."

"I thought you weren't a virgin?"

"I'm not" Stiles looked frustrated.

"So whats the problem?" Stiles said

"I don't want to rush you, or make you do anything you don't want to."

"But I want you really bad."

I couldn't let his teenage hormones think for himself so I undressed until I was only in my boxers and got under the soft linen covers of my bed. I could see in the corner of my eye that Stiles was pouting next to me, so I invited him under the covers with me.

He stripped to his boxers as well and climbed into bed facing me. I kissed him lightly on the forehead, then he turned the other way to rest his head on the pillow.

I then moved closer to him until our bodies were touching. His skin was soft to the touch and radiating body warmth. I became his big spoon and he was my baby spoon. His breathing began to slow down, and I could hear his soft snores indicating he was asleep. I fell asleep minutes later, listening to the beat of his heart.