Sterek One Shots

War Of Hearts (Mature Content)

Stiles was laying awake in his bed when there was a knock on his window. He looks over spotting Derek, then smiles to himself.
"Hey Der." He sighs as he opens the window for the werewolf.
"Hey." Derek says back and Stiles sits back down on his bed.
"What's up? Do you need something?" Stiles asks and Derek shakes his head.
"No. I just couldn't sleep. For some reason I kept thinking of you, and then I found myself on my way over here." Derek sighs sitting down on the bed next to Stiles.
"I figured you'd show up. That's why I didn't go to sleep. I was waiting for you to get here." Stiles says and Derek chuckles a bit.
"You waited for me to show up outside your window? Am I that predictable?" Derek asks and Stiles shakes his head.
"You? Predictable? Yea right. Although the stares, glares, growls, and smacks are all pretty common from you, you're anything but predictable." Stiles sighs happily and Derek smiles.
"No, for some reason, you crept your way into my thoughts too. I was just sitting here by myself and then I'm like 'What if Derek shows up? He likes coming in the window late at night'. So I stayed up to see if you'd come, and you did!" Stiles explains and Derek nods.
"That's kinda weird, but it is you so that explains it." Derek laughs and Stiles pouts.
"You're so mean to me!" Stiles whines and Derek smiles.
"Pull that pouty face again." Derek says and Stiles laughs but pulls his pouty face.
Derek just watches his face and Stiles is confused as to why he's not saying or doing anything.
"Der? Are you ok?" Stiles asks and Derek nods slightly.
"You look really adorable with a pouty face." Derek mumbles back.
"Really? Maybe I should do it more often." Stiles suggests with a chuckle.
The room becomes silent and Stiles is feeling almost awkward just sitting here not saying anything. They sit in silence for a few more moments before Derek breaks it.
"Stiles..." He says quietly and Stiles looks up from his lap.
However he's instantly met with Derek's lips against his. He lets out a gasp and Derek pulls away quickly.
"Stiles I'm sorry. I'll just-I'll just go." Derek says walking over to the window.
"Derek! Wait!" Stiles stops him. Stiles walks over to where Derek has stopped by the window, though he hasn't turned to face Stiles yet.
"Stiles, what-" Derek starts as he turns around but is cut off by lips on his. Stiles lips to be exact.
It's Derek's turn to be shocked as Stiles kisses him passionately. Stiles wraps his arms around Derek's waist while Derek slowly moves his hands up to cup Stiles' face. They slowly move over to Stiles' desk chair, Derek sitting down and Stiles straddling him, sitting on his lap.
They continue to kiss until air becomes mandatory, and even then Stiles is kissing along Derek's jawline. Derek lets out a throaty moan and Stiles smirks to himself as Derek moves his hands to Stiles' butt. Derek squeezes them, palming them making Stiles moan loudly.
"Fuck, Derek!" He pants.
"So hot Stiles. So hot." Derek whispers seductively in his ear.
Stiles feels a shiver run down his back and he moans at the feeling.
"Der." Is all Stiles says before reconnecting their lips again running his hands across Derek's chest, underneath his shirt.
They only break the kiss to take their shirts off and throw them across the room. Derek moves to suck a mark on Stiles' neck, while Stiles runs his hands along his solid back, letting out the occasional moan and rutting against Derek.
"D-Der!" Stiles cries out when Derek's hand makes its way down to palm Stiles' crotch.
"We should stop, your dad might walk in." Derek sighs after he admires the dark hickie on Stiles' neck.
"Relax, he's out of town for the weekend. I have the house to myself which means we can do this in any room we want." Stiles says with an all too familiar smirk.
Derek smirks too and picks Stiles up, groping his ass in the process.
"Bed first, then shower, then maybe living room. That is, if you're up to it?" Derek suggests and Stiles nods quickly.
"We have all weekend babe, either way we'll check them all off the list." Stiles pants.
Derek places Stiles on the bed and climbs overtop of him. He starts kissing at his neck again and slowly makes his way downwards. When he reaches Stiles' jeans, he unbuttons them and slowly pulls them down, making Stiles whine in annoyance.
"Hurry up!" Stiles groans and Derek smirks.
Derek climbs back up and kisses Stiles again, parting Stiles' legs with his knee.
Stiles ruts up against his leg before whining at the roughness.
"You need to take those off." Stiles pants and Derek nods.
"Take them off me?" He suggests and Stiles doesn't waste any time flipping them over and straddling Derek.
He slides down and slowly unzips the zipper of Derek's jeans, sliding them down his legs slowly while looking up at Derek. They keep staring into each others eyes while Stiles mouths at Derek's bulge. Stiles slowly pulls down Derek's boxers and watches intently as his erection springs up and hits his stomach.
"So hot." Stiles whispers and takes Derek into his hand.
He pumps his dick a few times causing Derek to whine and groan.
"Don't stop, don't stop." Derek moans once he finally gets some attention to his dick.
Stiles licks up the underside of Derek's erection, and Derek let's out a loud moan.
"Stiles!" He cries out as Stiles takes him fully into his mouth.
Stiles starts to bob his head, stopping to suck on the tip, or lick up the side. After a few minutes Derek has to pull Stiles off in threat of almost cumming.
"Why'd you make me stop?" Stiles asks.
"I was too close to cumming." Derek pants.
"Who said you can only cum once?" Stiles smirks and Derek nearly cums just seeing the grin on his face.
"God you're hot. Finish me off then I'll rim you, prep you, then fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow." Derek moans out sexily.
"Sounds like a plan." Stiles smiles and goes back to sucking on the tip of Derek's cock, moaning around it.
Derek throws his head back as the vibrations move around his cock and they feel so good. Stiles plays with Derek's balls a little and that's all it take for Derek to throw his head back, arch his back, and shoot his load into Stiles' mouth.
Stiles smirks and swallows it all, opening mouth to show Derek. And damn, that's enough to make Derek's over-sensitized dick twitch. Derek rolls Stiles so he's laying on his stomach, and places kisses at the top of his spine. He slowly moves down his spine, placing gentle kisses as he goes and Stiles moans at the feeling. He makes his way to Stiles' entrance and smirks to himself.
He grabs onto Stiles' ass cheeks and slowly pulls them apart, revealing a pink puckering hole.
Derek gently runs his tongue over the hole and Stiles gasps at the feeling. Derek licks and swipes at Stiles entrance, hearing Stiles moan and moan at every movement of his tongue.
"Fuck! Ahh! Derek!" Stiles cries out.
Derek starts to prod at the hole, feeling it loosen up as he does so. He gives Stiles one last lick before sucking on one of his fingers and slowly sliding it into the younger man. He slowly moves it; bending it, trying to hit his prostate. He adds another a manages to hit Stiles' prostate perfectly.
"DEREK!" Stiles gasps and Derek smiles.
"Fuck! I need you to fuck me!" Stiles whines and pants into his pillow.
"Almost baby. Just one more finger, I promise." Derek says and moves so he can kiss Stiles' shoulder.
Stiles pants as he feels Derek insert a third finger, whispering dirty things to Stiles as he does so.
Stiles has been dreaming of this for so long, it almost feels unreal. He can feel his precum dripping onto the sheets below him and he lets out a whine like moan.
"Derek, if you don't stop I'm going to cum." Stiles cries and Derek slowly pulls out his fingers.
"Can't have that, now can we?" Derek whispers in his ear as he flips Stiles over so he's lying on his back.
"Unless you want me to make you cum more than once?" Derek asks and Stiles shakes his head.
"Just fuck me Der. Please. I need it. I need you!" Stiles whines and Derek smiles at him before leaning down and placing a passionate kiss on his lips.
"Oh course love." Derek whispers before leaning over to reach into Stiles' bedside table, grabbing a tube of lube.
He pours a dollop of it onto his hand and lathers it onto his now fully erect penis, spreading some in Stiles' entrance too.
"I'm ready, just do it." Stiles pants impatiently.
Derek leans up to kiss Stiles one last time before positioning himself at his entrance. Derek slowly pushes in and Stiles tenses at the amazing feeling. He feels so full and it's amazing.
Derek stops to let Stiles adjust, and it only takes a little while before Stiles is pushing back on him and whining for him to move.
Derek starts to speed up his thrusts a little and Stiles rolls his eyes back at how good it feels.
"Yes...yes...yes! Right there!" Stiles pants. Derek starts to move a little faster and deeper, and Stiles clutches his hands around Derek's neck.
"Harder, I can take it." Stiles moans and Derek buries his head in Stiles' neck; biting and sucking as he moves his hips with more power.
"Stiles!" Derek cries out when he feels Stiles start to clench around him.
"Faster Derek, faster, I'm almost there!" Stiles yells out and throws his head back. Derek lifts Stiles' legs over his shoulders and pounds as fast and hard as he can into Stiles.
"Fuck Derek!!!" Stiles screams as Derek pounds into his prostate.
"Stiles, baby, I'm gonna cum." Derek mutters and Stiles nods.
"Me too. Just a little more!" Stiles pants, Derek's mouth now only an inch away from his.
He pulls Derek into a deep kiss as he continues to pound into him.
"Fuck! Derek, I love you!" Stiles yells out as he shoots all over his stomach as well as Derek's.
"Ahhh. Stiles. I love-" Derek is cut off by his own orgasm, shooting inside of Stiles.
Derek slowly lets down Stiles' legs and plops down on top of him, deflated cock still inside the younger man.
"You." Derek whispers as he's nearly falling asleep.
"What are we?" Derek asks quietly.
"Go to sleep babe, we'll talk in the morning." Stiles smiles.
•••••
The next morning, Stiles and Derek are woken up by a screaming Isaac and Scott, as well as a screaming Erica, Lydia, Jackson, and Boyd on FaceTime.
"Clothes! Please!" Scott yells at the two who tiredly pull the bed sheet overtop of them.
"What the hell guys?" Erica yells and the two chuckle.
"Leave us alone. We're tired." Derek whines and buries his head into Stiles' neck, leaving a small kiss on the tender skin.
"Gee I wonder why." Isaac groans.
"What do you want?" Stiles asks slowly turning over onto his back, readjusting Derek.
"Well we came over to hang out, but now we just wanna know what's going on between you two." Scott explains.
"I was lonely, he was lonely, he stopped by, we kissed, he made motion to leave, I stopped him, kissed some more, and then we banged. Now we're- what are we Der?" Stiles asks and Derek looks up at him.
"I hope boyfriends. We did say we loved each other." Derek says sitting up.
"Ok, Derek Hale is my boyfriend." Stiles smiles and gives Derek a kiss on the lips.
"Ewwww! Gross!" Scott groans and Isaac laughs.
"Group hug!" Isaac yells and is about to jump on the bed when Stiles and Derek stop him.
"Whoaaa! I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Stiles yells.
"Why?" Isaac asks.
"Lube, sweat, white bodily fluids, and most importantly, we're naked." Derek explains and Stiles nods.
"Plus Derek is sporting a morning wood soooooo." Stiles smirks and Derek swats him.
"Ok! We're out! Goodbye! Give us a kilometre head start!" The two yell as they run out of the room.
"Ahhhhh I love them." Stiles sighs happily.
"I love you." Derek smiles.
"Awww! I love you too." Stiles smiles and gives Derek a long kiss.
"Now come on! I can't fuck myself in the shower!" Stiles laughs jumping up, instantly regretting it.
"You said you could handle it darling." Derek smirks and Stiles gives him the finger.
"Come on. How about instead of a shower, we take a bath, and I'll ride you." Derek suggests.
"Two rounds. I wanna ride you too." Stiles smirks and Derek quickly picks him up bridal style, giving him a quick kiss before rushing to the bathroom to start the bath.
This is gonna be interesting.