He doesn't know what finally tipped him over the edge and say "FINE, jesus cora alright i will go."
Actually he knows exactly what it was that made him say yes. It was the look in her eyes that said she was worried about him ,that transformed into a the look of knowing that this is what he needs.
So, that night with a little bit of dragging his feet, he changed into his obscenely tight black jeans, his practically see through white v neck t shirt that showes just the tops of his well defined chest and slip into his favorite black leather jacket.
The whole ride to the club Cora could practiacally feel Derek pouting.
"listen, i know you really don not want to be here but thanks for coming, i needed this as bad as you do."
"it's fine we are here might as well get drunk" he says and takes the keys out of the ignition.
Obviously they were blessed with good looks so the wait to get in was ridiculously short. When they got in the old familiar sounds and smells of the club scene flooded his senses. he heads straight for the bar promptly ignoring ass the eyes of the men and women, but by his thirs or fourth shot he reallt couldn't care less who he was dancing with but for the first time since he go here he let himself hear the music.
He did more than hear it, he let it take over, travel through his veins, his limbs. he felt himself relax into the song, sway his hips and roll his body with the beat. when he snaps out of the trans the music had put him he finally feels the wall of hard muscle blanketing his every move, he can feel the hot hands roaming his body. he really didn't care as long as the music does not stop.
after two or three song changes he starts to feel the alchohol wear off and he takes his que to go and grab another drink from the bar. after he slips up to the bar he finds himself scanning the place, he spots Cora giggling with some curly blonde haired guy he is sure is going to take his sister home. Over behind the dance floor he sees the dj booth with a surprisingly attractive dj. he had brown hair just long enough to run his long fingers through, a pair of big headphones around his neck, half on one ear, a red hoodie and gorgeous lips. that was just what derek could see from here and before he could catch up with what his feet were doing he found humself getting closer, dodging hiw way through the dance floor to be almost directly infront of his booth. he let his mind catch up to what he was doing and for the first time made eye contact , and he whiskey eyed boy mad what can only be described as a smirk. derek found himself licking his lips and the djs eyes followed then roamed down dereks body while biting his lip and this is what derek saw as the last straw. he peered around and saw another guy watching derek so he grabbed him and placed him firmly behind him. he once again made eye contact and then began to grind on the dancer behind him, really getting into it rolling his hips and locking his arms beind the guys head and biting his own lip as he feels the cool breeze hit the patch of his stomach when he raised his arms.
he could tell the dj was enjoying the show because he began to flex his hands on his thighs and kept trading off from making eye contact to looking at dereks dance. derek took his time but began to unwind hs arms from behind him and slowly turn into the guy so now he facing him and not the dj. he began to push his ass out and roll his hips making a real show out of itthe guys hands began to roam all over his body even finding his ass a couple of times, or inching his way up the back of dereks shirt. derek found himself turning his neck to see the dj. he was happy with what he saw, he looked completly wrecked.
after he felt the song die out he heard a raspy voice announce that the dj will be playing his final spin of the night and with a smirk derek continued to grind with the music and the stranger.
after the song ended he mad his way to the bar grabbed a bottle of water and looked out for the wet dream in a red hoodie. what he found instead was cora making her way towards him .
"hey bro, umm don't worry about taking me home i think i found a ride, but don't wait up!" she says then kisses him on the check and weaving back through the crowd to the same shaggy haird guy.
by the time he turns back towards the bar he sees four seats down the dj sipping on a water watching him. he grins and starts making his way towards him.
when he reaches him the guy is casually turned around both elbows on the glass top of the bar waiting for derek.
before he can even say anything the guy just grabs his hand and starts making his way towards the back of the club.
after making thier way through the crowd derek finally realizes they are heading for the back exit.
when they finally reach the out side of the club he didnt even have time to blink before he was being shoved up against the wall of the club and kissed.
from there it was just a mix of breathy moans and hands grabbing what ever they can of eachother. when he bit the dj's bottom lip he could tell just how much he enjoyed it, in fact when derek put his thigh between his legs he could feel exactly how much he liked it.
when they finally pull away from each other to catch thier breath it hits derek where they are, and where he wants to be
'Imderek"
"Stiles, I know it's corny but dou want to get out of here?"
"yea, yea i really do." derek says while he lets out a shaky breath
"you're place or mine?"
"i live about 10 minutes away" derek says
"lets make it 5" stiles says and grabs his hand and starts to head for the parking lot
*tbc*
