Covet // Sterek

29 // Till it stops.

"Oh...fuck...Der." Stiles breathed as Derek's hands pulled him down on him faster. He raised his own hips to meet with Stiles. He let one hand slide up to Stiles mouth, pressing it firmly against his lips.

"Shh!" He scolded and Stiles nodded, biting his lip to refrain from moaning as he threw his head back. Both men neared their climax, something came through the window. Stiles screamed, pulling himself off Derek before falling onto the floor, scrambling towards his bat and gun by the bedside table. Derek slid on his boxers, nearing closer to the window and seeing the smashed glass but no body to be seen. He turned and looked at what had been thrown, it was a rock with some sort of tree painted on it. Their bedroom door burst open to see Jackson, Lydia and Matt.

"What the hell was that?" Lydia screeched, Derek chucked the rock to Jackson.

"They're here." Jackson looked down at the rock and sighed.

"You need to fight."

"No!" Stiles exclaimed jumping from his space on the floor, everyone looked at him except Derek with a disgusted look.

"What? Why are you looking like that?" Stiles asked confused. Derek leaned down grabbing his husbands underwear and lobbing it to him.

"Oh shit." Stiles laughed turning around to put on some pants.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow, but someone should keep watch until the morning. I don't want another fire or anything." Derek muttered, Jackson offered seeing as this was all his fault anyway.

Derek and Stiles climbed back into bed, Stiles hid his fun under the pillow making Derek laugh. He kissed his head before laying his head on his chest.

"Why are we always interrupted when we're having sex?" Stiles groaned, Derek laughed, shrugging and running his hands through Stiles' dark locks contently.

*****

"So how many are there?" Derek asked Jackson.

"Six. The alpha, Jude. His wife, Hetty. Three betas, George, Ed and Lucy. And Jude's cousin, Dean. Take down Jude and you can take down the whole pack. There's...eight of us including Lydia and Stiles." Jackson informed Derek.

"Stiles isn't fighting." Derek said, Stiles looked up from playing with Eric.

"I can fight. I'm also pretty good with a gun."

"No. I need you alive in case I'm not. You'll need to look after Eric and Elara." Derek explained, Stiles stood up, shaking his head.

"No we're not gonna die. You're certainly not. I'm fighting, you're gonna need all the help you can get." Stiles told his husband, Derek just rolled his eyes.

"Fine, but you stay behind me okay?" Derek said, Stiles agreed to that, it's not like he was going to be in front of the big bad wolf, is he?

"So, where shall we go?" Scott finally piped up, looking at everyone around the Hale table.

"I don't know. We need neutral ground, they won't fight us here and we can't go there house. We'll probably need to go out of town." Derek mumbled, Kira sighed, the babysitter for Naomi and Daniel are gonna cost loads.

"When did you say Liam and Hayden were getting here?" Stiles asked, looking out the window. Eric was babbling and hitting the things that dangled over him on the play mat.

"They said a couple of hours, some sort of delay on the road." Scott replied, pulling out his phone and checking for messages.

"I'll go drop Eric to your house." Stiles said, talking to Scott and Kira, who nodded. Kira's mum said she would watch them for a while before she had work, so she'd call a babysitter. Stiles left carrying Eric tightly to his chest as he slid his gun into his pocket before going to get into his car. He drove off and looked at the others around the table.