Stiles' Eyes | Sterek

Please.

I can't promise anything in this chapter will be good but I can say it's not entirely appropriate *wink*. Also sorry it's so freaking short, I have no idea what to write and I've been distracted planning another story that's going to be published in the future *wink*.
Enjoy :) ~FRT

[Stiles]
Derek and I split from the pack to go to his loft, we both wanted to be alone after what just happened. Once Derek slammed the door closed I pushed him up against it, smashing my lips against his. He kissed back, equally as hard. His hands went to my hair and neck whilst mine kept him positioned against the wall. Our sloppy kiss was only broken to shed clothes, he removed my shirt before I re-attached our lips. I allowed my class to grow and teared Derek's shirt so the kiss didn't have to be broken again.

"Seriously Stiles?" He mumbled against my lips. Without replying, I took the chance to slip my tongue into his mouth, fighting his for dominance. I won and continued to explore his mouth. Once I had finished, I broke our kiss and moved down to his neck. "Stiles?" He asked before moaning because I'd found his sweet spot. I hummed against his neck in response. "Should we go-" he cut himself off with a moan.

"To the bedroom?" I finished for him, removing my lips from his neck to look at his eyes.

"Took the words right out of my mouth," he whispered. I smirked before grabbing his hand, pulling him closer to me.

"You're going to have to carry me," I whispered. He nodded and moved his hands to the back of my thighs. I jumped and my legs wrapped around his hips. I re-attached our lips whilst Derek guided us to the bedroom. I moved down to his neck again causing him to moan. We reached the bedroom and he threw me onto the bed but before I feel back I grabbed his hand, pulling him down with me. I flipped us round so I was on top then started to undo his jeans, quickly pulling them down. My jeans soon joined his on the floor so we were both in our boxers. I moved my hand down to his erection, palming him through his boxers

"Stiles..." Derek moaned out, "fuck me," he whispered. I smirked at him and used my claws to tear off his boxers. I wrapped my hand around his dick, pumping it until pre-cum leaked out of his tip. I then took him in my mouth, the tip hitting the back of my throat. I bobbed my head up and down until he released into my mouth, I swallowed it, licking up any stray bits of his cum. I held up two fingers to his mouth, silently ordering him to add moisture to them. He quickly wrapped his mouth around them, covering every part of the two fingers. I removed my finger from his mouth and lined them up with his hole. Inserted them into him, earning a groan of pleasure. I moved my fingers around, stretching him and rubbing against his prostate in the process, causing Derek to moan. I smirked and added a third finger, continuing to  stretch him.

"Are you ready?" I asked him, he nodded and moved closer to me.

"Just fuck me Stiles," he growled. I smirked and lined myself up at his hole. I pushed myself into him, feeling him tense around me.

"Relax," I whispered. He nodded and relaxed. I started to pull out before thrusting back in at a slow place.

"Faster Stiles, please," Derek begged. I smiled and fulfilled his request, thrusting at a faster pace. "Stiles.." he moaned as I rubbed against his prostate.  "Fuck, I'm close," he muttered, I continued thrusting inside of him until he came, closely followed by me. I pulled out of him, smirking.

"That was fun," I stated, now smiling.

"Tell me about it," Derek muttered, also smiling.

"Awe, sourwolf smiles. How cute," I teased, earning a playful slap on the shoulder.

"I take it back," he joked, standing up, "round 2 in the shower?" he asked. I nodded eagerly.

"You bet your grumpy ass," I said following him to the bathroom.

{2 hours later}
I sat on the bed watching Netflix on my laptop waiting for Derek to come up with food. He entered within a couple minutes with a frown on his face.

"What up with you?" I asked, grabbing the curly fries he held out to me.

"My ass hurts," he stated, stealing a fry.

"Round 2 and round 3 were both your idea," I told him, thinking about the past few hours.

"Well they seemed like a good idea at the time," he said, groaning as he sat down next to me.

"Wait if your a werewolf why does it still hurt?" I asked, confused.

"You're an alpha and I won't be surprise if the True Born Alpha thing has something to do with it, like when you gave me hickeys they should've barely even showed up but they were there for like a couple of seconds before hey healed, even if they were from an alpha," he said as I put an arm around him.

"It poor Derek not used to the aftertaste of hardcore alpha sex?" I joked, earning a frown from Derek. I was about to lean in to kiss him when Scott barged in,

"I was going to leave you to finish your conversation but I got too weirded out," Scott explained, "I wanted to see how you were after the hunters and stuff but clearly the only problem here is Derek's sore ass," he added, teasingly. Derek growled at him, causing both me and Scott to laugh.

"Yeah Scott, we're fine," I told him, smiling.

"Seems like it. See you later then," he said, walking out.

"Now were was I?" I asked before leaning in again, attaching our lips.