Sterek: Love Kills

Chapter Five

Derek's head begun to spin and suddenly everything turned blurry. Fireworks! Derek thought. Stiles' lips on his tasted like bonfires on a cold night, like a sweet melody ringing into his ear, it was indescribable!

"There," Stiles bit his lip as the kiss had ended.

Derek smiled to himself and walked to his car calmly. The grin stayed there as he sat down and widened even as Stiles had sat down beside him. Stiles took a glance, looking over at Derek and instantly he saw of how Derek swat. It dripped down his neck. Suddenly, Derek turned with his big smile planted on his face and as they both caught each other staring they turned away shyly.

"You can kiss me if you want," Stiles then said.

Derek just smiled but looked away.

"Kiss me," Stiles now ordered him to plant a kiss.

Derek looked at him and in a moment, his hands were around Stiles waist. He kissed his neck wet and felt of how Stiles kissed him back. Outside, it was raining and dark. They figured, here no one would see them. Then, Derek suddenly walked out of the car and moved to the backseat. Stiles followed eagerly.

It didn't take long until they both made out in the backseat. Stiles moved his hand away from Derek's body awkwardly as Derek had both of his hands around Stiles. Actually, Derek could see why Stiles was so awkward, perhaps he had not done anything like this before? He thought it was kind of endearing, to be honest. He liked being top, anyways. So, he took off his shirt and threw it aside. He then smirked to Stiles who seemed enlightened by Derek's abs. He checked him out throughly before he took off his own shrit.

"Wait," Derek said and slowly moved his hands down Stiles' pants.

"What are you doing?" Stiles whispered nervously.

Derek ignored him, instead he continued to pull down his pants and boxers.

"Wait..." Stiles struggled.

"What? Don't tell me you've never experienced a blowjob before?" Derek raised an eyebrow.

"I have!" Stiles lied.

"Oh, yeah? Give one to me, then," Derek smirked.

"I mean, I know what it is but Danny doesn't talk about his experiences, if that's what you think. You better do it..." Stiles got out, still sounding more nervous than ever.

His jeans were all down and his gray boxers had been pulled down. Derek begun by licking Stiles from nipple down to his bellybutton, making him shiver slightly. Stiles felt completition for once in his sorrow life, he had always wanted to be with Derek and now he finally was. He felt Derek's lips sucking his tip and he moaned.

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The next day Stiles woke up with a huge grin he couldn't wash away.. He went down to the kitchen, bottom floor, to grab something to eat. His dad sat down on the kitchen table in his police uniform, drinking coffee.

"What are you so happy about?" he asked.

"Nothing," Stiles lied, still smiling.

His dad gave him an unsure look, knowing something was up, that Stiles was dishonest. Either way, Stiles ignored that fact and rolled back his shoulders carelessly. His dad just didnt feel like questioning him today, he just wanted to get to work.. On the way back to his room, Stiles thought he would take a trip and visit his dad's office. He glanced in to his office before he walked in.

Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He glanced at the screen and saw Derek calling. He answered, smiling even more.

"Yeah, hello?" Stiles said

"You gotta help me!" Derek yelled through the phone. "Fast!"