I only want you (Sterek)

Chapter 15: Sleepover

Derek held onto Stiles the whole night not letting him go, and when it came time for Stiles' bladder to act up he wasn't happy with letting him go so he could use the bathroom, he'd growled and groaned until Stiles was finished and wrapped back up in his arms, which calmed him back down.

"Stiles?" His father called opening the door.

Stiles sat up and, nervously, looked at his dad then Derek, who was still sound asleep.

"Are you guys hungry?" He asked, not a hint of anger or frustration in his voice.

"Yes, starving". Derek yawned as he sat up next to Stiles smiling charmingly.

"Okay, breakfast will be ready in a bit". He told them, "and good morning". He added.

"Good morning". They says back in unison, though Stiles' voice was shaky.

Noah smiled before shutting the door back, he had already knew something like this would happen when he saw the tall brooding man awaiting his son last night. He just hoped they used protection he thought as he made his way back to the kitchen.

"Well that was uh...awkward". Stiles said as he laid back down.

"No it wasn't". Derek smiled leaning in to kiss Stiles.

Stiles pulled him on top of him, Derek both shocked and impressed by his strengthen, forcing them to engulf one another in a passionate kiss, creasing each other. Stiles had begun to shift his soft touches from on Derek's face and neck to his hips to force him into a thrusting movement into him, suggesting they have sex.

"Your dad is downstairs". Derek pulled away breathless, though he had a sly smile plastered on his face.

"So? We're just kissing". Stiles said coyly pulling Derek back down into him.

Their kisses weren't hard and forced but soft and highly passionate still, and yet if they continued Stiles was sure there was going to be more because he felt Derek's hard erection pressing into the space between his balls and anus; which he found to be oddly arousing.

They took turns freshening up, then they trailed off to the kitchen, Noah had been finishing up with the eggs while the rest of the breakfast — pancakes, bacon, sausage, and toast — sat on the table. Stiles grabbed the orange juice from the refrigerator as his father asked, then sat down across from Derek (he felt it was better that way, it was less tempting for him to grope the hunky sourwolf). Once all the eggs had been done and placed on the table they piled their plates. Stiles wasn't lucky enough to get a sausage because the sheriff hadn't cooked that many. Seeing Stiles bummed face Derek forked one of his sausages.

"You can have my sausage". He offered with a grin.

Noah, who was in the midst of pouring syrup on his pancakes (which were becoming drenched in syrup), looked up at Derek in shock and then he stared at Stiles; who had been giggling with his head face anywhere but his fathers direction.

"Are you sure?" Stiles smiled as he inched to take the sausage, Derek smiled assuringly and he took the sausage, "thank you". He added.

"Anytime". Derek winked.

Noah was so confused that he just stopped looking at them back and forth and drunk some of his coffee before returning back to his syrupy pancakes. They all sat quietly eating not a single word was said, the awkwardness was on a hundred and Stiles kind of liked it, he wasn't ready for his dad and Derek to go through the uncomfortable questioning of him dating Stiles, that to him was odd, gory details. In fact they weren't actually dating they were more likely sleeping partners, nothing was truly defined it was, to be honest, left untouched. Stiles knew it was a touchy subject that Derek wasn't going to entertain.