Stiles and Derek finished up breakfast and headed for the living room to open presents. Derek had woken Stiles early for an early present that left both sweaty and panting. "I want you to open your gifts first," Stiles said plopping down on the floor eyes glittering with glee. Derek smiled and took out the three presents labeled for him. He opened the smallest, "Oh Stiles, the smallest gift can bring the greatest happiness," he said tearing in to the second. Stiles bit his tongue as Derek held up the neon pink boxers, "I hope you like them, and wouldn't mind modeling them for me later," he said smiling deviously. Derek growled and stuffed them in his pocket. "Should I be scared to open the last one," he asked smirking as he tore it open. His entire body heated when he saw the two aprons, lust flooded his blood and he laid them to the side and scooped Stiles up and carried him to their room.
Stiles panted heavily as Derek dug his claws into the boys shoulder and bucked harder. "God, oh, STILES," Derek roared biting deep into his mates shoulder. Stiles screamed and collapsed, "Wow, that has to be my favorite gift so far," he said. Derek smirked again, "But you haven't opened mine yet," he said handing the two presents to Stiles. He unwrapped the big one and smiled at the red riding hood cape. "So I cant eat you up like the big bad wolf," Derek murmured with a chuckle. Stiles smiled and moved to the small box. Inside was a ring made of silver with a wolfs bane bloom on top engraved with a ruby in the center and "D&S" on the inside. Tears formed in his eyes as he looked to the alpha, "Yes, oh God yes," he whispered and kissed Derek deeply. This was the best Christmas ever.
