Spn And TW One Shots Book 1 (CLOSED)

I'd fuck Derek(Sterek)

Stiles flopped down on Derek's couch, the pack had just finished a very exhausting training session. Derek had decided to put everyone through combat training. Scott, Derek and Issac had divided the pack up. Scott worked with Allison, Issac worked with Lydia, and Derek worked with Stiles. It had been difficult to work with Derek. Stiles could barely pay attention to the lesson Derek was trying to teach when Derek literally had his arms around him. Thankfully Deaton had given Stiles a few tips and tricks on keeping his scent masked. He had gotten tired of everyone monitoring his chemosignals. So when Derek wrapped his strong arms around him, Derek wasn't able to smell the lust Stiles was feeling. Over all though the session went well.

"Why don't you guys stay here tonight, that way we can do weapon's training. Allison, you still good to be in charge of that?" Derek asked, tossing a take out menu at Stiles.

"Yeah, I've got the weapons in Lydia's car," Allison nodded.

"Where are we all going to sleep? You haven't exactly gotten the spare room set up," Issac asked looking towards the large whole in the wall that had once been a door to a spare room.

"We'll crash the floor," Derek shrugged. He hadn't really made the spare room a priority.

Stiles let out a silent sigh, spending the day with Derek had been one thing, having Derek's arms around him as he taught him how to get out of compromising positions was one thing, but now spending the night in his loft? How was he supposed to let his 'frustrations' out? Not like he could do it in the shower, the pack would smell it a mile away, even with all the tricks he new, that one wouldn't go unnoticed.

Stiles grabbed the take out menu. He was always in charge of ordering food, apparently he remembered everyone's orders so it was easiest to have him do it.

When he returned to the room he immediately noticed Lydia blushing in embarrassment. As one of his closets friends, he knew that not much made her blush.

"Whoa, Lyd's, what's got you all flustered?" Stiles asked taking a seat on the floor next to Liam.

"We just found out that Lydia has a thing for Aiden," Allison grinned proudly.

"Okay, fine, Scott, Isaac, or Liam? Who would you date?" Lydia asked with a smirk of her own.

"Oh, I'd fuck Derek," Stiles answered simply.

The pack looked at Stiles with confused stares.

"Did that I answer that too quickly?" Stiles asked, looking at Lydia.

"The question was for me, Stiles," Allison said holding back a smirk.

"Right, of course, I was just saying if I were you, I wouldn't choose any of these three schmucks. I mean, Isaac wears scarves all year, Liam is like our little brother, and Scott is...well Scott," Stiles shrugged.

"That's why you would fuck Derek, cause Scott is...Scott?" Isaac raised a brow at the human.

"I wouldn't, I'm saying that's why Allison should," Stiles shrugged. He really dug his grave. He was careful to avoid looking at Derek.

"I asked who she would date, not fuck," Lydia smiled smugly.

"Oh, right, well in that case, Scott, she's obviously crushing on his big time," Stiles knew it was a dick move throwing Allison under the bus, but he needed a diversion, and it wasn't like Scott didn't feel the same way.

"Stiles," Allison snapped, her eyes wide.

"Oh relax, Scott likes you too," Stiles waved a dismissive hand.

"Dude," Scott looked betrayed.

"You two have been beating behind the bush for long enough," Stiles rolled his eyes.

"He's right," Lydia shrugged.

Scott took the moment to kiss Allison. Stiles decided to get a drink. He didn't care to watch his best friend stick his tongue down he other friend's throat, despite the fact that he was happy for them.

Stiles was about to pour a glass of coke when he someone pinned him gently to the counter from behind.

"You'd fuck me huh?" Derek's voice spoke gruffly in Stiles' ear.

Stiles swallowed hard, "Uh," He didn't know what to say. But based on the way Derek was pressing himself against Stiles, maybe he wasn't so opposed to the idea.

"I'd be lying if I said the thought never crossed my mind," Derek spoke up again when Stiles didn't say anything else, "Course I always imagined I'd be the one fucking you."

Stiles felt all the blood rush to his dick. He couldn't believe Derek was talking like this.

"You're serious?" Stiles asked still facing away from Derek.

Suddenly the alpha's hands gently gripped Stiles' hips. "Why do you think I paired you with me today? I've been dying to get my hands on you."

"That's the approach you decided to take?" Stiles grinned, biting down on his lip.

"I didn't think you felt the same way," Derek said stepping back, releasing Stiles.

Stiles turned, "Seriously?"

"You mask your scent all the time now," Derek said with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Yeah, so you wouldn't know how I felt," Stiles scoffed.

"Why would you hide that from me?" Derek frowned.

"Are you kidding? You're Derek Hale. There's no way someone like you would like someone like me." Stiles gestured between them.

"Someone like me, and someone like you?" Derek's frown deepened.

"You're like crazy hot, I'm...just not," Stiles struggled to explain what he meant.

"I happen to think you are crazy hot," Derek said taking a step towards Stiles.

Stiles felt his heart start to race. Did Derek just call him hot? he must have been dreaming.

"And of all the people, I'd fuck you."

(Request for TenWinchester, hope it's okay)