Come on Stiles, you said you would train with us today. Get up!
"Oh my god Scott, I changed my mind, there's no way I can train with you guys, I'm human." I shut my locker and walk out of school with Scott.
"So what, Allison and Lydia are human, your going. Plus I already told Derek you would be there."
"Oh my god Scott, you told Derek?! He's going to kill me!"
We hop in my car and start heading to Derek's loft, where I will probably die. Because Derek is going to kill me."
You see Derek and I have this love hate relationship. One day he's throwing me against a wall telling me to shut my mouth and the next he's throwing me on his bed telling me how much he loves my mouth. Although he only pushes me around in front of the pack because I don't think he wants anyone to know. But that's ok with me, its not their business, at least for now. All I know is that he definitely likes to show me how strong he is, so if I train with him, it's going to be hell.
"Wow that was a really short drive, we r here already, so are we gunna hang out inside for a bit or-"
"Nope, straight to it, the pack is waiting out back. Lets go!"
Ugh, why does Scotty have to be so bubbly all the time.
"You're late." We get outside and Derek is glaring at me, not Scott, just me. I give him a wink and walk to Isaac.
"You know, I think I am just gunna sit this one out and watch."
Derek comes up to me and shoves me, not to hard, but hard enough for it to hurt a little bit. "No you're working with me today. Everybody split up, work on what you were doing yesterday."
He stares at me and smirks, "I'm gunna teach you some new moves."
Oh god, not gunna lie, I wish we were in his bedroom right now.
For the next hour or so Derek teaches me the basics of fighting, surprisingly he is not going as hard as I thought he would. Now he is teaching me how to get out of being cornered, ironic seeing as how most of the times i'm cornered it's by him, and honestly why would I want to get out of that?
He pushes me against the side of the wall with his arm pressed against my chest and is telling me what to do, but I'm not listening. I'm paying attention to the fact that he got so hot and sweaty he had to take his shirt off, I think he just did it on purpose.
Instead of doing what he's telling me to, I bring my hand up, where no one can see, and grip his side and look up at him bitting my lip.
He grabs my hand and turns my whole body so my chest is pressed against the wall, while he's holding my arm behind my back. He presses his body against mine and grips my hair with one hand. Ugh kill me now.
"This is serious Stiles, you need to know this stuff. And you need to stop doing that."
He tightens my arm and I groan, "Ok ok I get it, no more touchy-touchy stuff. At least not till tonight."
I hear a slight growl as he say we are done for the day. But before he lets go he says rudely, "You are possibly the worst I have ever trained."
I laugh and say, "Thanks for the encouragement. Was it something I said?"
He lets go and walk away, I am not ashamed, yes I stared while he was leaving. He just looks so good right now.
"Hey Stiles, you good to get home? Allison and I are gunna go to her place." He gives me a grin and I tell him to get out of here. Perfect, don't have to worry about making up an excuse. I walk in the house and sit, waiting for the others to leave.
I should probably take a shower, I feel gross. Oh maybe I'll surprise Derek and wait for him in his bed. That's what I'll do.
Dang this water feels so good, I could stay in here for hours, but i need to get out before Derek gets up here.
I get out and put a towel around my waist, water still dripping down my hair and chest.
"You owe me." Oh my god, how is he so quiet when he walks.
"I'm going to get you a bell, wear it around your neck all day. Wait, what do I owe you for?"
I grip my towel and let go a little bit, his eyes follow my movement and he looks back up to me, "For not focusing on defense training today. I think you need to make it up to me."
He starts to walk closer to me, still shirtless, and puts his hand over mine, making the towel drop.
I look up at him, "Your turn." I undo his jeans and pull them down with his underwear.
We are definitely going to have a fun night tonight.
