Sterek one-shots

No Strings, Remember?

Derek and I have always hated each other. From the day we met in the woods when Scott and I were "trespassing". And now five years later. I'm in college, he's a cat dad, I'm an intern, he's alpha of a pack of werewolves. We still hate each other. HATE. I don't use that word lightly or often but god I Hate Derek Hale. I guess that explains why the sex is so good...

"Derek?" I called pulling open the metal door to his loft. I really wish he'd move out of here.

The broody wolf walked out from the room he'd added on where there used to be a huge hole in the wall. "You're here early." He stated.

"Class was let out early." All he did was nod. "Can I ask you something?"

Derek rolled his eyes, "You just did."

"Derek." I said, trying to sound a whole hell of a lot tougher than I am. He just raised his eyebrows in a way to tell me to continue. "Why wouldn't you rebuild your old house?"

"We're not talking about that."

"But D-"

"But nothing Stiles. I said no." Derek pushed me onto his bed.

"Well, you should at least look at a bigger place ya know. It'd be beneficial to your pack..."

"I know I am."

"...to be able to live with their al-wait did you say you are."

"Yes now shut the fuck up." He said pulling his shirt off.

I licked my lips eyeing him up and down, "Can I top today?"

He dropped down so he was laying over top of me, "We can take turns." The growl in his voice sent a shiver down my spine.

--

"DEREK!" I heard Scott's voice scream through the loft. Derek and I were in the shower cleaning up after what we just did.

I watched a physical sigh course through the alpha's body before he grabbed my chin and pulled me in for a kiss. "You're not staying over." He smirked.

"But-" I started but Derek got out of the shower.

I finished and dried off walking out toward the two wolves. Scott knew about the weird relationship Derek and I have. For the most part I think everyone knows there's something without actually knowing. I feel like I could definitely picture more with him, but he doesn't see that, I know he doesn't.

"And you might want to attempt to cover up the smell you guys just made before the whole pack vomits on you tonight." I heard Scott.

Derek chuckled, "we're not meeting here. I sent a message to everyone."

"Wait you did?"

Derek nodded, "I put it in that stupid group thing you guys made."

I pulled out my phone.

From: Sourwolf
we're meeting at 425 oak street today. 6pm. don't be late.

"What's there?" I ask.

Derek shrugged walking past me toward the fridge.

--

"Holy shit." I said when Derek pulled into the driveway. "Is this what I think it is?"

"Shut up."

"Derek!"

"Shut up."

"But Derek!"