The sheriff has had enough; he makes his presence known. “I figured you were gay, Stiles, but I didn’t figure you as the dominant one. Get cleaned up, the both of you in different showers and meet me down stairs I want to talk to the two of you!” He walks out of the room without giving them a chance to speak.
Stiles is completely embarrassed while Derek is surprised he didn’t notice his presence beforehand.
Shaking themselves out of their shock, Stiles gets up but presses Derek back down onto the bed as he tries to get up. “I’m not done with you yet.” Stiles says kissing Derek, rubbing their hardening lengths together once more.
Derek moans and wraps his arms around Stiles. Stiles moves his lips to Derek’s neck, giving them a chance to breathe. He kisses, nips, and licks the flesh, Derek's moaning at each little touch. Derek slides his hands over Stiles’ body, stopping at his ass and gives an appreciative squeeze.
After not hearing the water turn on, the sheriff decides to go back upstairs. He freezes outside of his son’s door as he hears Derek moan out, “Stiles we...oh…you have to stop your dad wants to…oh my…um…your dad wants to talk. Please Stiles.”
Stiles is kissing and licking every inch of Derek’s naked body when his dad storms back in. “GENIM STILINSKI! YOU GET YOUR ASS OFF HIM RIGHT NOW AND GET IN THE SHOWER!!” The sheriff yelled.
Stiles groans but gets off Derek and grabs his clothes as he makes his way to the bathroom. Derek smiles when he hears Stiles whisper “we will finish this later” from in the bathroom.
Frank turns to Derek, who had covered up with the blanket. “I will be right back; maybe I have some clothes that will fit you.”
He walks away taking deep calming breaths and Derek, who was expecting the sheriff to try and take a shot at him, exhaled a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He closed his eyes, the feeling of wanting to laugh bubbling in his chest but knowing it was not the appropriate time, he simply smiled.
Frank comes back with an old white shirt, some boxers and a pair of basketball shorts. “You can clean up in the downstairs shower.”
Derek got up and wrapped the blanket around himself, smiled sheepishly at the sheriff, and walked downstairs to the shower. He turned the water on and waited for it to heat up.
While he waited, he looked in the full length mirror. He laughed as he took in his reflection. Derek looked like a leopard; he hadn’t healed the bites in fear of Stiles’ pleasurable wrath. Shaking his head, he healed them, hoping Stiles wouldn’t be too mad.
Derek gets in the shower, quickly washing away the evidence of his previous activities. He thought about how today had started out as just another Friday but Stiles’ little text changed everything. Derek laughs to himself as he washes his hair.
Once he’s done, he shuts off the water, dries off and gets dressed. He feels stupid in shorts but wears them anyways. Walking out of the bathroom and into the living room, Derek notices that Stiles and the sheriff are both sitting on the same couch. Derek isn’t stupid, so instead of sitting between them he sits in the chair opposite the couch.
Stiles frowns at Derek, but Derek just smiles at Stiles and says, “I’m not stupid, Stiles. You will grope me or your dad will choke me. I’m sitting over here.”
Frank laughs, “You’re smart, and I like that. Now, let’s talk about how long this has been going on.”
Stiles speaks up, “Well dad, I wouldn’t say we have a relationship, but I have been with Derek on occasion.”
Frank looks shocked and Derek visibly saddened, knowing that what was spoken was true. Derek has been hoping for more to happen between him and Stiles. “He’s right Sheriff. We aren’t together but I truly love Stiles and, sadly, he doesn’t feel the same for me. I’m just a toy for him.”
Stiles looks hurt at Derek’s words. He gets up and moves over to Derek, grabbing his hand. “Derek, do you really feel that way?”
Derek looks at Stiles with pain in his eyes. “Yeah Stiles I do. You say you love me after being me but then you don’t call or text for weeks.” Tears form in Derek’s eyes and he tries to hide them.
“Derek I’m sorry you feel this way. I feel so bad for using you. I really do love you but with your job I don’t want to get to close in case something was to happen to you. I thought that maybe this way it wouldn’t hurt so badly.” Stiles says tears visible in his eyes as well.
“Well, this is all very touching but I have a few questions, if you two don’t mind answering them.” Frank said after clearing his throat.
Both Derek and Stiles wipe their eyes. Stiles moves and sits in Derek’s lap; Derek wraps his arms around him smiling. “Ask away sheriff.”
“Ok first, Stiles how long have you been having sex with Derek? And secondly, Derek you seem like an alright guy but what is your job exactly?”
Stiles frowns for a moment before he answers, “About three weeks dad. Derek is a business dealer.”
“Is this true Derek?” the sheriff asked.
“More or less. I’m not just any business dealer, I’m the best and I have loads of competition and plenty of people hate me. I guess Stiles worries that one day they will get sick of me and try to kill me.”
“Worry? Derek, I’m terrified each time you go to work. I worry that you won’t come back to me…uh...us, your friends.” Derek chuckles at Stiles little fix.
“Stiles I’m sorry, I love you. I’m going to be okay, nothing is going to happen to me. I would tell you not to worry but that would be like saying don’t breathe so don’t worry so much.”
The sheriff chuckles, “I like you Derek, I can tell you really do care for Stiles. I’m ok with you guys being together,” Frank’s voice takes a firm tone as he stares into his son’s eyes. “Stiles, Derek here is a good guy; you better not break his heart and you treat him right.”
Stiles blushes, “Yes sir!” He mock saluted his dad and grinned sheepishly at his glare, “I’ll take care of Derek and love him like he deserves. Can we go now?” Derek hardens underneath Stiles. Stiles smiles and whispers lowly so his dad won’t hear him, “Not for that, you prev! I’m hungry.” Derek hardens even more, thinking about what he was hungry for. Dirty images popped in his head as Stiles nearly busts out laughing.
“What for son? I may be ok with the relationship but I don’t want you two having sex under my roof….while I’m home.”
Stiles laughs, “I’m hungry dad, I want to go eat.” Derek hardens more “Cool off Derek! Geez your acting like me.’ Stiles whispers heatedly and Derek laughs.
“What’s so funny Derek?” Frank asked, feeling like he was out of the loop.
“Nothing sir, I was just remembering something a friend said.”
Stiles laughs at Derek’s horrible lie but the sheriff believes it. "Well I would ask what they said but stiles is squirming with hunger. So y'all go eat." Frank said. Stiles immediately stopped moving. It wasn't hunger making him squirm; He fought to keep the blush off his face and succeeded. Derek however knew he had a boner and if stiles moved it would be evident.
Stiles seemed to know this also so he grabbed a blanket and threw it at his dad it covered his face and he said, "What the hell stiles?" Derek however laughed getting up and walking behind the couch he helped the sheriff remove the blanket. "Stiles is crazy sorry." The sheriff laughed, "Yeah your right well go eat and have fun." Derek laughed "Thank you sir." Then they left and when they got outside Derek started laughing and stiles blushed furiously. "I didn’t even realize I was doing it!" Stiles stated Derek laughs more. "I know, he thought it was hunger!" Stiles starts laughing. "And oh my God your boner was huge I could feel it! I'm glad I left that blanket yesterday." Derek laughed "Yeah that was lucky."
Stiles just laughed more; he still couldn’t believe he was subconsciously rubbing into Derek! “Damn Derek I still can’t believe I didn’t notice I was doing it! Or you didn’t stop me!” Derek laughs getting into the Jeep, “I thought about stopping you then your dad might think of what that was doing to me and it would have been awkward.” Derek said.
