I reached his house about an hour late. It was the same charred husk of an empty house as always, sounds about right for him.
I reached the door and started to knock when the door flew open. I jumped back when I saw Derek standing in the doorway. He looked mad but expecting. "Hi." I said, breathless. He looked at me then said, "get in here." He walked in quick and I followed.
I walked into his house. Nobody's home. Just me and you and you and me alone.
"Uh, Derek... where are the others?" I asked, confused. He just looked at me. "I have other ideas." He gave a wicked grin at what he said. I could feel my own heartbeat speed up, and I knew damn well he could hear it too. "And what's that?" I said through thin air. This is it. I die here. He's finally had enough of my shit.
He took two big strides to be right in front of me. Then he pushed me against the wall. "We're going to play a few games of sorts." Then he leaned down and started kissing on my neck. I gasped but tried to pull away. "Derek, this isn't right. You're 19 and I'm 17. That's definitely illegal." He pulled back and looked at me with dark eyes.
"No one has to know." He said calmly but smirked. I looked at him, wanting nothing more than to continue what was just started. I nodded, "but you have to be the one to be ok with what could happen if anyone found out." Derek didn't say anything he just continued to kiss my neck.
I moaned and started to fumble to undo his belt. I had wanted this forever and he was the one to start it. I found my way under his shirt and placed my hand on his chest. He growled into my ear as he pulled his shirt off. Then without a word he darted up the stairs. "Come find me." was his last words to me.
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Play Date
FanfictionA teen wolf fanfic filled with Stiles and Derek smut and not the cute shit. The type of stuff that made us love them in the first place.