Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell (Sterek) (Destiel)

Travelling companion

Stiles dropped his bag on the queen size bed. They had been able to get a room with two beds this time.

"Stiles-"

Stiles put a hand up silencing the alpha.

"Derek, please." Stiles' tone was almost pleading.

Derek nodded before grabbing clothes and stepping into the bathroom.

Stiles paced a bit when he decided he needed a drink. He wrote a quick note for Derek telling him not to wait up.

Stiles made his way to the bar a block away from the hotel. He'd never been there before and hoped he wouldn't run into anyone he knew.

"What can I get you?" The bartender asked as Stiles took a seat.

"A bourbon, neat." Stiles answered.

"That's an awfully strong drink for so early in the evening." A guy spoke a seat over from Stiles.

"Trust me, not strong enough for the day I've had." Stiles shook his head.

"That bad huh?"

"Worse." Stiles chuckled earning a smirk from the guy.

"Theo " The guy stuck his hand out to Stiles.

"Stiles." He responded shaking the guys hand. 

"So Stiles, you from around here?" Theo asked moving over to sit next to Stiles.

"Uh, no, just visiting a family friend." Stiles answered. "You?"

"I lived here a while back, but I'm just visiting as well. Seeing some old friends." Theo responded.

"So where are these friends of yours?" Stiles asked glancing around.

"Oh, I spent the weekend with them, I'm actually heading out tomorrow morning." Theo answered finishing his beer.

"What about you? You drink alone often?"

"Not usually, but I needed a break from people." Stiles shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to intrude on your alone time." Theo frowned.

"No, it's nice actually. I'm not arguing or yelling for once today." Stiles chuckled.

"Wow, some family friends." Theo raised a brow.

"No, it's...my travelling companion...He's difficult to be around for long periods of time. I've been stuck in a car with him for two days." Stiles tossed the last of his bourbon back.

"Travelling companion?" Theo laughed waving over the bartender.

"Yeah, we're not exactly friends but not exactly enemies. Anyway, my...parents asked me to let him tag along." Stiles lied.

"Can we get two shots of rum and two shots of bourbon?" Theo asked the bartender.

"That was awfully nice of you to agree." Theo grinned at Stiles. It was then Stiles noticed how pretty the guy's smile was.

"Yeah, well I just ditched him in our hotel. I slipped out while he was in the shower. Still think I'm nice?" Stiles scoffed.

"I think you earned a night away." Theo slid the two bourbon shots to Stiles. He grabbed one of the rum shots and held it up.

"To surviving the weekend."

Stiles grabbed a shot and clanked it against Theo's. The two tossed back the burning liquid.

"Your turn." Theo picked up his other shot.

"To meeting cute strangers." Stiles laughed. Again they tossed back the shots.

"So this travelling companion..." Theo paused.

"Derek."

"Derek, is he like a dated for a month didn't work out kind of frenemy or we just don't get along but our family's are close kind?"  Theo sucked on a lemon as he waited for Stiles' answer.

"Definitely the latter." Stiles nodded. He was starting to feel the alcohol.

Derek grabbed the note from his bed.

Went out, don't wait up  -S

"Could you be any more vague, Stiles?" Derek growled as he tossed the note in the trash. He laid back on the bed and tried not to think about the brown eyed hunter. The panic and guilt he smelled on him at the loft was almost burned into his nostrils. He didn't even think of the memories Beacon Hills would drudge up for Stiles. His possession had been a rough ride and it was Clear Stiles hadn't recovered from the things he'd done. None of it was his fault but he'd killed so many people and hurt so many others that it was hard to tell Stiles not to feel guilty.

Derek kicked himself for not thinking of that beforehand. And Stiles was refusing any kind of comfort from Derek. Stiles had pulled away from Derek's touch more than once. The werewolf felt the hurt he'd been suppressing all day. He couldn't push it off anymore. He'd hurt Stiles in a way that Derek didn't know how to fix.

-

Stiles' back pressed against the wall of Theo's hotel room. His mouth currently locked in a heated kiss. Stiles' hands fumbled with the button of Theo's pants. Theo's hands slid up Stiles' shirt lifting it off of him.

"Mmm, you're sexy." Theo bit his lip as he ran his hands down Stiles' chest and to his jeans. He slid his hand in just enough to pull Stiles in closer.

Stiles reconnected their lips eagerly. Theo's hands undid Stiles' pants allowing them to meet Theo's on the ground. The hunter pressed himself against Theo feeling his growing erection press against his leg.

"Mmmm." Stiles moaned into Theo's mouth.

Theo pulled back lifting his shirt over his head before pulling Stiles to the bed. He slowly crawled up Stiles as Stiles laid back.

"Is Derek gonna-" Stiles cut him off with a kiss.

"Don't talk about him." Stiles spoke into Theo's lips.

Instead of responding Theo slid his fingers in Stiles' hair.

"Uhhh." Stiles bit his lip as Theo's tongue traced his neck.

Theo slid his boxers down with his free hand earning another throaty moan from Stiles.

"Fuck, Stiles. I wanna feel you around me so bad." Theo growled into Stiles neck.

"Then get inside me already." Stiles demanded in Theo's ear.

"How about you get on me." Theo grinned as he bit Stiles' bottom lip.

"Mmmm, yes sir." Stiles moaned before flipping Theo on to his back.

-

Derek checked his phone for the fourth time, still nothing from Stiles. He'd text him twice and called once in the past hour. It was almost four in the morning and Stiles was still out. He felt sick thinking that something might have happened.

Derek was about to call Stiles again when he heard the door open. Stiles walked in much to Derek's relief.

"Stiles, where the hell have you been?  I text and called, I was worried-" Derek cut himself off suddenly. The smell hit his nose like a brick to the face. Sex.

*AN*
Naughty Stiles.