Feels like falling

Chapter 5

Whenever he was in the middle of a dance floor he felt free. Like he could be whoever he wanted just for the night and no one would care. He could just blend in with the crowd and forget whatever had been on his mind for the past few days. He wasn't sure if it was the loud music or the large group of people packed tightly together that made him temporarily forget his problems, maybe it was a mixture of the two, but whatever it was it was just what he need right now.

After dancing together for several songs Isaac, Erica and Stiles slowly drifted away from each other as they caught the eye of other dancers. Isaac was dancing with a tall tanned man who looked a little like Danny but that could just be the poor lighting. Erica had started dancing between two preppy jocks but they were soon replaced by a slightly jealous Boyed, Erica liked to tease him until he snapped and stole her away from her dance partners. Stiles was currently grinding against a tall dark haired man who had startling grey eyes and an obvious erection which was digging into his hip.

He normally preferred to dance on his own or with his friends but tonight he needed a distraction. However his distraction was starting to get a little grabby and Stiles didn't like that at all. Trying to move away only succeeded in him being pulled closer to the man's firm chest as a hot wet tongue traced the shell of his ear.

"Come on baby don't be like that. If you stay with me I can make you feel real good. I can make you forget all your problems" The man spoke into his neck. He might have considered the offer if the man had bothered to wait for his response instead of moving one hand to cup Stiles ass as his other held the smaller boys head in place slightly to aggressively. Stiles let out a scared whimper which the man mistook as pleasure.

He was starting to panic as he became more and more trapped in the man's arms until suddenly the arms disappeared. Opening his eyes (when had he closed them? He couldn't remember) he found Derek standing between him and the grey eyed man, a low rumbling growl coming from deep in his chest which only Stiles could hear. He wouldn't admit the shiver that sound sent up his spine. Even though nothing was said, as far as he could tell, the man left quickly obviously intimidated by the werewolf.

Fighting back his second panic attack of the day he placed a hand on Derek's shoulder. As soon as they made contact the low growling stopped and Stiles let out a sigh of relief. He didn't want the older man to wolf out in the middle of a crowded room. Knowing that even if Derek could hear everything that was said, he would struggle to hear anything over the loud music so he took hold of Derek's forearm and dragged him towards the side door of the bar and pushed him out into the empty side street.

"We need to talk."