In The Dark

Mine.

Aiden's POV
      Whatever happened last night with Scott and I has made him start being awkward around me. This morning when we were getting ready for school, he wouldn't look me in the eye, and if we touched, he would linger his hand. I know he's in love with Allison, so maybe its all in my head. 
     "So I looked into it, and there are certain remedies that can turn someone into a witch. It doesn't have to be in their blood line," Stiles tells Scott, Derek, Lydia, and I. "You said that person gave you something and now your not a werewolf. What if your a witch now instead?"
     Heads turn towards me. I hate attention, and I'm not in the mood right now for it. "I don't know. I honestly don't care right now. Can't we talk about this another time?" I snap. My brother nods and slaps a hand in Scotts shoulder. Lydia skips off to her last period and Derek walks over to me. "I'll be right back," I tell him.
     I run over to Scott and turn him around. His heart beat picks up and he groans. "Will you tell me why you're acting so strange with me today? Like I did something to you?" He sighs, shaking his head and shrugging.
    "Its nothing, Aid. You should get back to Derek," he says, saying Derek's name like it's some nasty venom. I grab his hand.
    "You can talk to me, Scotty. Please," I say. He looks away from me and at Derek.
    "Last night, kissing you, it's set off some old feelings in used to have and I shouldn't feel this way. Especially since its somehow stronger this time. And you're with Derek-"
    "You're with Allison, who loves you so much. You need to snap out of this. It was just a quick kiss while playing a game. It shouldn't mean anything," I say.
    "Well it did to me," he says loudly, making some heads turn. I know for a fact, Derek was able to hear that. He scuffs and walks away from me. I push back the anger and walk back to Derek.
     "Everything okay?" He asks, as he opens his car door for me. Chivalry isn't dead people. He gets in himself and looks at me for my answer.
    "Things are...interesting. I'll explain at the loft." He takes that and begins driving.
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      I'm trying so hard to ignore what Scott has told me. Years ago I would have been ecstatic about this, but not now. I'm so damn in love with Derek, life is just starting to go back to fighting for your life kind of normal; it was just a kiss. Maybe I gave him the wrong idea when I blushed cause it wasn't due to feelings; it was from how wrong it felt.
    "So are you going to.explain what's wrong to me now?" He walks over to me and takes my hands gently in his. Immediately, I feel more calm and content. I lean into him, wrapping my arks around his torso and looking up at him lovingly.
    "I don't want you getting mad," I mumble. He strokes my cheek with his calloused thumb.
    "I'll try not to, but no promises." Good, cause it would have been broken.
    "Last might when I stayed over at Scotts, Melissa got called in so it was just us and friends. Being stupid teenagers, we started to play spin the bottle. It landed on Scott, we kissed and that's it. All it was for me."
    "And for him?" I can tell he's starting to get angry from the way he steps back from me.
    "He was acting weird with me all day, lingering touches and not looking at me if he could. When I went up to him, he said that when we kissed it brought back some old feeling he used to have for me," I finish. His jaw clenches as well do his fists. I try touching him, but he shakes his head and walks towards the table. Oh no.
    "How was it for you? Sparks flying? Did you feel like everything was fine and it was just you two?" He asks all too harshly. He's never used this voice with me and I'm not sure how to react.
    "No, it was just a kiss," I say. "It meant nothing to me." He closes his eyes after glaring a little. "It was nothing, Derek. You know this," I say, starting to mildly panic.  He glares at me a little, making me cower back from him.  
    "Were you going to tell me? You know, if I didn't notice something was wrong?" My heart beat picks up and he scuffs. "That's what I thought." I close my eyes so I don't cry.
    "You're the only one I want, Derek. You're my mate for lords sake! Scott is like a brother to me." He blinks a few times before slamming me into the wall, sending a pain in my back.
     "You are mine. You got that. I don't care if I have to mark your whole damn body. No one will ever kiss you if its not me. You're mine." My eyes search his. Why am I turned on by this?
    "I'm yours." He kisses me harder than he ever has, our teeth scraping against each others, tongues battling for dominance, hands in each others hair, bodies so close together.
   He picks me up by my legs and throws me over his shoulder, walking towards the bed. He throws me down and removes his shirt as I do the same. If I could choose one thing for him to wear around me, it would be this; no shirt, and black faded jeans with his best hanging. I pull it and undo his jeans. They fall to the ground and he steps out of them.
       MATURE
     He pulls me up and helps remove my clothes, taking his time to look at my body. Once I'm completely bare in font of him, he pulls me close. I feel him harden again my stomach, sending a wave of more intense sexual desire through me. I pull his boxers down and take him in my hand. He hisses in pleasure as I stroke his hard on.
     I kiss his neck, sucking on the skin to leave marks of my own on him. We've found that hickeys will last like a normal persons would. "Fuck...Aiden," he moans. He reaches between my legs and puts a finger in me. My back arches against him as I find myself grinding against his hand.
   "Someone's enjoying this," I tease I feel him stiffen. He smirks and grabs my hair, pulling my head back and kisses my beck. I move my hand faster. "Derek," I moan. I rest my head on his chest, taking deep breaths and I grow closer to my release. "Faster," I request. He does as asked and thrusts in my hand as he reaches his climax.
    "Cum for me, Aiden," he whispers in my ear. "Come on." Him talking to me in such a erotic way sets me off and I groan his name. I bend down to grab a rag and clean my hand and stomach off.
     I look up at him shyly through my lashes. I lay back down and wait for him to stop staring.
    MATURE OVER
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       I stare up at the ceiling in shock, breathing heavy and sweating. That had to of been the most intense orgasm he's ever given me. "Are you okay?" He asks, obviously concerned cause of my breathing.
    "Perfect," I sat with a smile. He kisses my neck and stops.
   "I know what you wanted something, but I couldn't figure out what," he says. I tense. "Bite?"
    "Mark," I say. He gives me a  sympathetic look. He doesn't understand what it feels to loose the connection we had, but still be with him. "You mentioned it when we were arguing, so I thought maybe you were going to try again."
    "I can't do that to you without knowing what will happen." He wipes away a tear from my cheek. "I don't know what your going through, but I hope it'll get better." I shake my head, trying not to cry.
   "It won't," I tell him. "I love you like I always have, but loosing the connection we had is almost painful. You can still it, I can't. Imagine it being taken away from you. How would that feel?" He closes his eyes.
   "Empty." I nod. "We'll figure this out. I promise, Aid. In the mean time, know I love you and stay the hell away from Scott."

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