Like You (Derek Hale Fanfic)

Breathe Me

When his lips met mine, I lost all train of thought. Derek pulled me flush against his body, grabbing my waist so I couldn't escape... As if I wanted to. The kiss was slow and sensual at first, then became a fight for dominance. A soft purr rumbled in my chest. Derek took this sign to press his tongue against my closed lips.

"Ew! Gross! Get a room, you two!" a younger male voice boomed out behind Derek. We quickly separated, but Derek didn't leave from in front of me, his eyes closed and lips pursed. He was pissed.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Stiles..." it wasn't a question. He turned around slowly, taking his time to look to the voice. I finally got to see the speaker. It was a boy with a buzz cut and a scrawny body. He was boyish cute, though. The voice just laughed, sizing Derek up. The boy looked at me surprised.

"Whoa, sourwolf! Who's the hottie behind you?" he said playing it off as a joke.

"None of your business. Stay out of my shit," Derek growled. I placed my hand on Derek's bicep.

"I'm Scarlett," I smiled at the boy. He smiled back.

"Stiles. Werewolf expert and sourwolf tamer," he joked. I liked this kid. He was nice.

"Hardly..." Derek coughed. I looked at Derek and he just growled. I turned to walk out, but I wasn't going to leave what Derek and I had done alone. I reached up to whisper into the large werewolf's ear.

"We'll finish this later." His eyes turned red. What the he'll did I just say to him? I was never this forward. Oh well... What girl wouldn't want to tease Derek like I just did. It was fun. I walked out of the room casually when the yelling of my Alpha ensued.

. . .

I was sitting in the train car, staring at the ceiling when the door moved open. I knew it was Erica because she spent all her time in here. I honestly didn't want to speak to her. She was a slut.

"I'm not in the mood for your bitching, Erica," I huffed and shoved my face into my pillow. She sat down beside me and touched my back and rubbed. This is kind of creepy.

"I don't take her bitching either, " a deep, velvety voice whispered in my ear. Derek... I gulped. He's never been in here unless he had to tell us updates on the Alpha pack. He moved my hair to one side of my neck and kissed my neck. "Are you going to sit up?"

I sat up as he requested. His eyes were green with a hint of red and lit with lust. I knew because I spent time with many packs during the week before the full moon. Before I became an omega, I spent the week with my boyfriend..., but "it" wasn't that great. I actually dreaded the full moons because of that. I turned my full attention to Derek. He was unbelievably gorgeous. How could I turn him down. He grabbed my hand and put it to his cheek. "You're cold."

"Yeah... but I don't mind... What did you want to talk about?" I replied pulling my hand away from his cheek. He laughed at my response.

"Talking isn't exactly what I had in mind... I mean, after teasing me like that and then leaving wasn't your best option. I like to finish things right after they begin. I don't like to put it on hold," he murmured, pulling me onto his lap. I was nervous. None of my exs didn't even hold a pinch in comparison to Derek. "Is there something you want to talk about?"

I instinctively shook my head and he just smiled. I never seen him smile like that. Even his teeth were perfect.

He grabbed my face and mashed his lips to mine. I put my hands on the scruff of his jaw. I couldn't kiss him with me on his lap. I moved to his side on my knees without breaking apart. He's just too tall for me to sit on him and kiss him.

His tongue begged for entrance and I allowed it... My God, did he taste amazing. I felt the familiar ping in my teeth... She wolf was trying to claw her way out. She was frustrated; she needed to mate... But I didn't allow her to break free. Derek slid his hand up my thin tank top and I shivered. He growled in satisfaction at my reaction to his touch.

"You're beautiful..." he whispered, pulling my tank top off. I was left in my bra and shorts. He laid on his back, pulling me on top of him to straddle him. His hips involuntarily bucked and he growled. His fangs grew and his eyes burned red. His lips left mine and I sighed.

"Derek..." I pouted. He growled again... he was losing it. "Derek, calm down..." he huffed and closed his eyes. I rolled off of him and there was nothing but silence.

"Put your shirt back on... We'll talk later. Someone is coming in here," he whispered as he got up and walked out of the train car. What the hell was his problem?