Sterek: Love Kills

Chapter Ten

"Seriously. I would," Stiles repeated.

Derek blushed even more.

"You're blushing!" Stiles laughed.

"Am not!" Derek denied but couldn't help not to laugh with him. "But who are you taking, seriously?"

"I don't know... Lydia?" Stiles rolled his shoulders.

Derek nodded and sat down on his bed. Stiles sat down beside him. He twitched his one eye to Derek who smirked back seductively. He leaned over, making Stiles lay down in the motion. Derek couldn't help it. He just needed it. Stiles wasn't sure of what to do. He needed it too in a way. He felt as if Derek was the only one being able to enlighten the moment, so why not take advantage of it?Stiles could smell Derek all over. He rested his hand on Derek's thigh. Derek began to rub Stiles' thigh slowly, massaging it slightly. He let his fingers trail a little further, and he stroked Stiles gently. Stiles breath hitched, and he looked down at Derek who was grinning mischievously. Then, Stiles leaned in and nipped at Derek's ear, sucking the lobe in his hot mouth. Derek groaned quietly and let Stiles continue. The bulge in his pants grew bigger and bigger and as Stiles began to suck on Derek's neck, nuzzling around and planting small kisses, he moaned. The innocent boy Stiles sucked on Derek's skin, just enough to leave a bright red mark. The other man Derek then tried desperately to hide his moans with faked coughs, but Stiles recognized it and chuckled.

It was the beginning of a storm outside, the sky was dark and large droplets of rain fell and hit the window, nor Derek or Stiles cared. Their teeth clashed and their tongues slid together. Derek made a loud groaning sound against Stiles lips. Both pulled away, breathing hard. He leaned over even more, crashing their lips together again. Derek moved as close as possible to Stiles, straddling one of his thighs. Stiles moaned loudly and tugged at Derek's shirt, which was clinging to his wet body. He felt Derek's smile against his lips. Derek groaned, throwing his own shirt to the floor before attacking the innocent skin of Stiles bare shoulder and arms. He fumbled with the buttons of Stiles tight jeans before sliding them off. He grinned and kissed Stiles, first planting smooth kisses but ending with a hard and passionate one. They tumbled to the floor and Stiles ended up on top of Derek, but his lips never left Derek's body. He moved them over his torso, moving up and down tortuously slow before stopping to graze his teeth over a nipple. Stiles stood up quickly to go get the necessary supplies, but Derek tugged him back down to the floor, knocking their chests together. Stiles then smirked and sucked Derek's neck again, slowly making his way down. It was impossible for Derek not to hiss from the pleasure he received from the touches of the other boy. He got adjusted and nodded quickly, signaling to Stiles that he wanted more. He let out another moan then leaned down to kiss Stiles lips softly

"Tell me if I hurt you," Derek whispered sweetly.

Stiles was breathing hard.

"I promise," 

He lined his hips up with Derek and pushed in slowly. Derek placed soft kisses on Stiles chest. Afterwards, Stiles took a deep breath and tilted his head back, adjusting to the feel of almost no lubrication. He relaxed just a bit. His heart was beating fast and his breaths quickened as he thrusted back and forth. They repeated the actions over again, hearing the other man's moans repeatedly. A drip of sweat fell down the bridge of Derek's nose. They moved back and forth quickly in motion. Derek shook Stiles hand off his own and grabbed his ass, trying to pull him closer by pulling him with his legs. Stiles just moaned in response, moving faster. Derek moved to meet Stiles thrusts, which managed to brush against his prostate every time, loving the sound of skin smacking skin that lingered in the air. He arched his back up off the ground again, working with the rhythm he had between moving his hips with Stiles and pumping himself when he felt one of Stiles hands trail down his stomach and move his hand out of the way. Derek moaned and alternated between thrusting to meet Stiles hips. He moved faster and faster against Stiles hips and felt in time he couldn't take it anymore. He came.