In The Dark

Take Me Back

                 Derek's POV
      "Thank you," she says in reply to my compliment. "Where's Peter?" She asks. I shrug, leaning against the stairs. She looks around awkwardly and turns around, about to leave.
    "I heard you went on a date with Theo," I say. She stops on her tracks and turns back towards me. "Stiles told me."
    "Of course he did. It doesn't mean anything serious-"
     "Its fine if it is. You should do what you want." She walks over and takes my hand, surprising me. "You shouldn't-"
    "Shut up. What's wrong? You can't tell me nothing cause I can tell," she says. I sits down on the stairs.
    "I thought I lost you...again. Being back in that state of mind wasn't the best thing for me." She sits down on my lap. I'm too into my thoughts to react. "Why'd you let me think you we're dead?"
    "Cause I was moving and didn't think I'd come back," she says. "And when I seen you, I didn't really recognize you." I look into her eyes, the only light in here being the moon. She leans down and kisses me. I pull back.
    "I can't do that Scott," I tell her. She nods, about to stand up. I keep hold of her hand so she can't get far. "Don't leave."
    "I can't be around you, Derek," she says. I look down, letting her go. "You-you say we can't be together, you you don't want me to leave. Can't you see what that does to me?" I stand up and walk to her, pulling her to my chest. She looks up at me with guarded eyes. 
     "I'm sorry." I lean down and kiss her. Its slow, but passionate. Her hands stay at her sides, making me pull away.
    "If this is just a one n-"
    "Its not. I don't care if Scott tries killing me," I say. Smiling, she pulls me down down to her. Our tongues nettle against each others as our hands roam where ever they can reach. Picking her up, I carry her over to the bed and throw her down.
   She giggles, looking up at me while I take my shirt and belt off. "You sure?" She asks. I lean over her on my elbows.
   "Are you really asking me that?" She blushes a deep red. I kiss her cheeks, slowly making my way to her jaw. Her hands run through my hair. Our hips grind against each other. I hesitantly rise her tank top up and off. She takes her skirt off, not taking her lips away from mine.
      Mature:::::
      She removes my jeans and boxers in record time. Kissing her neck, my claws and fangs extend. I pull away, looking down at her. She strokes my cheek her with knuckles. "Its okay. Take me back." Reaching down, she positions me at her entrance. My teeth sink into her neck.
    She throws her head back, moaning my name loudly. Her nails scratch at my back as I thrust hard and fast into her. She turns us and leans down, never stopping the movements. "Can I?" She asks. I know what she means.
    I nod, holding her waist. Her teeth sink into the crook of my neck. I smile. "Why that spot?" She smirks down at me.
   "So people know you're mine."
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                 Aiden's POV
     The brightness of the room hurts my eyes when I wake up. Derek's head is rested on my breasts, hand across my stomach. I lean down to grab his jacket. Slowly, I slip out from under him and walk to the bathroom.   
    Looking in the mirror, I see his mark visibly there for anyone to see. Scotts is completely gone. I'm his again. A smile spreads across my face as I throw on his leather jacket.
   After I do what is needed, I go back to the bed to see he's awake now. I kiss him deeply, smiling. "Your marks there." He looks at it. I move his head so I can see his. He crashes his lips to mine. "Thank you."
    "No problem. I can feel you again." I nod, smiling. "I like the whole jacket and nothing else look." I sit up, giving him a better view with a grin.
    ××××××
        Derek and I walk into the house, the group turning to look at us. "Where have you- never mind. I don't want to know," Stiles says, looking down at his computer screen. Lydia winks at me. Scott walks over.
    "Derek," he says. I squeeze Derek's hand. "This doesn't mean anything." He walks back over to the table without another word. We go over to see what they were saying was so important. On the screen is a list of names with a number beside them.
    We all look at each other. Some of our names are on there. "What is this?" Derek asks.
   "We don't know exactly."
   "It seeks to be some sort of dead pool. Ever since...Allison died I've been writing down code and when I typed it in to the computer this came up," Lydia says.
    "So we're all going to die."

AN: This is an ehhh chapter, but it's something. Comment and share! Stay alive |-/                -Veah