Spn and TW Oneshots Book 2(CLOSED)

Dance(Sterek)

Stiles looked up to see Lydia walk in. Everyone was gathering at Derek's loft for their weekly pack meet.
Stiles, Isaac and Scott were already there. They were just waiting on the others.

"Lydia, I'm glad you're here, you can dance right? I need a teacher," Stiles said his feet dropping from Derek's coffee table.

"Course," Lydia nodded with a toss of her hair.

"Great, I promised my cousin Caroline I'd go to this founders ball when we come up to visit and-"

"Oh, you mean like ballroom dancing? You'll have to ask Allison. Her mom made her take classes so they could show her off at fancy events," Lydia interrupted.

Stiles frowned, "Oh okay. Wait what kind of dancing did you think I meant?"

"Pole dancing," Lydia shrugged as if it was obvious.

Stiles brows rose, "Okay I don't know if I'm more shocked that you can pole dance or if I'm insulted that you thought for one second that I couldn't pole dance."

Suddenly they heard choking from the kitchen.

Stiles and Lydia looked over to see Derek coughing up the water he'd inhaled.

"You can pole dance?" Isaac asked. They had obviously been listening.

"Erica and I took a class together several years ago," Stiles nodded.

"I wish I could say I'm surprised," Scott laughed.

"That'd be funny to see," Derek laughed after he finally was able to breath again.

Without saying a word Stiles walked over to Derek and grabbed his wrist dragging him up to Erica's room. He knew she had a pole.

"What are you doing?" Derek asked allowing the human to drag him up the stairs.

Stiles stripped off his shirt, revealing a surprising amount of muscle mass. Derek didn't realize how much Stiles' baggy shirts hid his physique.
He dropped his pants leaving him in boxer briefs.

"Allow me to demonstrate," Stiles opened Erica's makeup room revealing a tall pole in the middle.

Derek's brows rose, "He didn't realize Erica had a dancing pole installed."

His eyes then fell to the mostly naked guy in front of him. Stiles had come a long way from being the scrawny teenager he'd met almost ten years ago. Now he was an adult with a job at the FBI and he looked...well, hot, if Derek was being honest.

His eyes raked over the thin black material of Stiles underwear as he put a song on Erica's radio.

Derek watched as Stiles carefully grabbed the pole and climbed to the top without using his legs or feet. He didn't realize how strong Stiles was.

He then gently gripped the pole between his thighs and glided around without his hands.

Derek's eyes rose in awe.

Stiles controlled his movements effortlessly. Going slower or faster whenever the music required.

He then gripped the pole behind his knee and relaxed his body as he spun around the pole.

Derek's jaw dropped. Stiles was phenomenal.

Stiles expertly grabbed the pole underneath his ass and just above his head releasing his legs into a split as he glided around slowly.

Derek's jaw snapped shut and his face flushed. Stiles was fucking hot.

He guided himself to the floor and flipped himself slowly so he landed on the floor in a split.

Derek's jaw was tense and he knew he probably looked murderous.

"What not so funny anymore?" Stiles quipped cutting the music off.

Derek swallowed, hoping Stiles didn't notice the slight boner he was sporting. He never realized how attracted to Stiles he was. Sure he was in love with his eyes and his smile but he'd not really had the chance to see Stiles so... naked. In fact he hadn't seen much of Stiles in the last year, he'd been living with his cousin in Mystic falls while at school.

"I made you uncomfortable," Stiles said, his smirk dropping when Derek didn't respond.

Derek shook his head, "No, I'm just...you're..." Derek paused, unsure how to say.

"I'm what?" Stiles tilted his head as he pulled on his pants.

"Impressive," Derek muttered.

"Oh," Stiles looked surprised by the compliment, "Thank you."

"You put on a lot of muscle in Virginia," Derek knew the words sounded dumb coming out but he wasn't sure how to say what he was wanting to say.

"Yeah, I trained with a friend, Jeremy. We bulked up together," Stiles smiled fondly as if remembering.

A twist in Derek's chest made him frown. He was jealous.

"Jeremy? He your date to this founders ball?" Stiles hadn't ever mentioned Jeremy.

"Oh, uh, no, I didn't have the guts to ask him," Stiles shrugged.

"You were shy?" Derek's brows rose in surprise. Stiles wasn't the shy type.

"He's kinda out of my league," Stiles shrugged.

Derek wanted to object but he opted to stay quiet.

"I actually haven't figured out who I'd take. Maybe Scott will loan me Allison for the weekend," Stiles laughed stepping past Derek, fully dressed again.

"I could go with you," Derek blurted, causing Stiles to pause.

"What?"

"I haven't left Beacon Hills in a few years. It's only a weekend right?" Derek shrugged.

Stiles frowned. "You'd be willing to go with me to the ball?"

"Why not? Laura use to teach ballroom dancing and would use me as a partner at times," Derek shrugged. He wouldn't tell Stiles he wanted to scope out this Jeremy guy.

"That'd make Jer jealous for sure," Stiles snorted.

Jer? Stiles had a nickname for this guy?

"Jealous?" Derek followed Stiles down stairs.

"Sure, he'll be asking me how I landed someone like you," Stiles laughed.

"Like me?"

"Yeah, you're even more out of my league than he is. It would be nice to rub into Matt's face though," Stiles said thoughtfully.

"Matt?"

"Friend of Jeremy's," Stiles nodded.

"Derek, what'd you think of Stiles' dancing?" Erica giggled. The rest of the pack had arrived while they were upstairs.

"I was surprised," Derek smiled a bit. He glanced at Stiles who seemed unfazed by the conversation they'd just had. Derek couldn't help but feel excited though, Derek was going to be Stiles' date. He didn't know why that excited him so much.

(Request for CarterRogers02, I got a bit carried away, sorry lol)