Sterek

Chapter 16

Derek's P.O.V.
I was sprawled out on the sofa while Stiles was on the floor using the coffee table as he worked through his homework. I was watching him as he worked.
He had taken everything really well this morning. It didn't seem to faze him much and I was totally willing to wait however long he needed. I mostly couldn't believe that he let me in his mind. And that he liked me back. And that we kissed. Basically I couldn't really believe anything that had happened this morning.
I was also very curious as to what he was researching this morning. I know he didn't want me to know because he closed the laptop pretty quickly when I walked over. But if he wanted me to know then he would've told me. I was too content to let it bother me anyway.
Eventually Stiles threw down his pen. 'And I am done. God I hate homework.' He said before he stood up and stretched before lying down on top of me on the sofa, his head buried in my bare chest and his arms around my waist. 'So much better.' He echoed my words from this morning and a smile formed on my face.
'At some point we'll have to check in with Scott, find out what happened and then go after the alpha.' I mentioned.
'Can that be a tomorrow problem?' He asked me. 'I don't want to worry about that right now and if I think about Scott for too long I might break something, preferably his face.' He added.
'Of course that can be a tomorrow problem. And I'd hold him down for you if you like.' I suggested.
'Tempting. But right now I just want to enjoy this moment.' He has this soft smile on his face, like he was quietly content, happy. I lived for that smile.
'I'm right there with you. But if you still want to watch a movie you might need to let me up so I can put one on.' I commented and he groaned a little before reluctantly shifting so as that I could get up and turn on the tv. We debated back and forth before settling on a movie to watch. I made my way to where Stiles was sprawled across the sofa and climbed on, hovering over him.
'Hey.' He spoke softly.
'Hey back.' I replied before I leaned down and kissed him.
The kiss started out soft and sweet up until the point where Stiles gently bit my lip and tugged on my hair, and then it got a little heated. We were battling for dominance and I was winning when Stiles hooked his leg around my waist and gripped the back of my shirt managing to somehow flip us on the sofa so as that he was on top. He pulled away slightly, and our breaths were coming in pants. Stiles bit his lip and I growled, he looked slightly startled and then he did the most curious thing, he turned his head slightly so as that his neck was bared to me.
'What are you doing? Are you... submitting to me?' I asked him, shocked. I didn't even know if he knew what he was doing. He was allowing me to take dominance over him in this moment.
He nodded shyly. 'I was looking up wolf behaviour this morning, since I figured you might show some of the same... instincts, I guess. I wanted to know what things meant if you did them or if there were things that I could do. It seemed like a good idea at the time.' He sounded unsure of himself. I reached up and stroked my hand along his cheek.
'You're amazing. But you didn't need to submit. I wasn't angry or asserting dominance or anything it's just that you bit your lip. And it's like, really hot when you do that.' I told him and his cheeks burned crimson under my touch. He dropped down on top of me and buried his face in my chest in embarrassment. I chuckled as I ran my fingers through his hair.
'Can we watch the movie now?' He asked me, his voice muffled as he spoke into my chest.
'Sure.' We rearranged ourselves so that we could both see the tv but were as close as we could be, he seemed to have the same need for constant contact that I did. We sat in a comfortable silence as we watched the movie, just appreciating the moment we had together.
*
It was several movies and many hours later that we were in the kitchen making dinner together. We moved around each other and worked together like we had been doing it all our lives. We talked about random things, joking and laughing as we cooked. It didn't take us long to prepare a meal and we continued in much the same fashion; lighthearted conversation as we ate. Stiles washed the dishes and I stood behind him, arms around his waist holding him as he did so.
It was odd how easily we had transitioned from what we were before to what we were now. But before the lines were blurred, now it was more clear. We knew where we fit now, we were the way we were always supposed to be.
When Stiles was finished with the dishes we just stood for a minute, before we moved back to the lounge and settled back on the sofa. We watched more movies before I noticed that Stiles was starting to fall asleep, so I gently lifted him into my arms and made my way up the stairs. Stiles had his head on my chest, right over my heart and it made me smile- I was already so in love with this boy, and he had no clue. When we got to my room I gently pushed the door open with my foot and moved over to the bed. When I had Stiles on it I helped him out of his clothes and when he was stripped to his boxers I got him under the covers where he curled up on to his side, immediately. I took a moment to appreciate how adorable he looked before taking off my clothes and lying down next to him. He turned over and buried his head into my chest, I smiled wrapping my arms around him. I was never letting him go.