Welcome To My World -bdsm-

Breakfast and Awkward Conversation

Stiles woke up early Saturday morning and got up knowing that Derek was still sleeping soundly he wasn't a morning person. So Stiles got up and started breakfast.

Not wanting to make too big of a mess so he made some bacon and some eggs and toast. The coffee pot was dinging as it was finished making that sludge that Derek drank like water.

Stiles poured his own orange juice and then set the table putting everything on their plates he felt his cheeks blush as he heard Dereks yawn and steps coming into the kitchen and looked up to see his morning rumpled look.

Damn that was sexy. His hair was all messy and he only wore sweat pants and no socks. His chest had a dusting of black hair across it. Stiles turned around and had to keep looking for the butter in the fridge to cook his burning face as he thought of what had happened last night.

The way Derek had spanked him then made him orgasm with his lips wrapped around his cock. He nearly dropped the butter as he set it on the table. Derek was pouring himself a mug full of Coffee and still looked half asleep.

Stiles went to sit down and the second his but hit the hard chair he gasped and stood back up and put his hand to his smarting rear.

He must have not been paying attention because Derek had his shoulders in his grip all of a sudden. Stiles looked up blushing deeply as Derek looked him over. "Hey it will be a bit sore for today. I am sorry you are in pain." Derek did look sorry. "Will you let me check it?"

Stiles blushed and shook his head. "No its fine its nothing I-"

Derek smirked a bit and lifted his chin. "Hey. Come on. Let me see. I wont touch you I just want to see if you are bruised. Your skin is so tender I tried to make sure you wouldn't bruise. I just want to make sure you are okay."

Stiles hesitated looking into those deep hazel eyes and then nodded. "okay..."

Derek slipped back into his more dominant state as he told him. "Bend over the table a little so I can see. I am going to pull your pants down a bit just over your cheeks." Stiles did as he was told putting his hands on the table and blushed deeply feeling embarrassed as he felt Derek pull the pants and underwear carefully away and over his cheeks. Chills ran over his skin and he knew he had goosebumps over his body. His little friend started to twitch in interest and Stiles wanted to chide his body for reacting so interested in what was happening.

"No bruising. And no heat or even redness. Youre just sore. If you would like after breakfast I can massage some muscle ointment into your cheeks and it will loosen the muscles and it wont be sore anymore. " Derek said then he pulled the pants up and said "Don't move yet."

As Derek left the room Stiles stayed were he was. He didn't know if this was a test so he stayed bent over the table his hands flat on it and his ass just kind of sticking out blushing and looking down at the table.

When he heard Derek come back in he blushed deeper as their eyes connect. He was grinning as he saw Stiles had stayed in the position hed left him in. Derek had a cushion from the couch in his hand and he placed it on the chair and then said. "You can sit now. It wont hurt on the cushion."

Stiles moved over to his chair and sat down he had been very quiet and he blushed as he started eating.

Derek sat down and began eating his own meal. "Thank you for cooking breakfast." Derek spoke.

"Youre welcome." Stiles said focusing on his plate more than the delicious man across the table. Stiles was so confused. Were they... together now? Or was this like Scott and Isaac? Were they Dom and Free Sub? This was all very confusing and it was bothering Stiles.

Looking up he saw Derek watching him carefully. His usual frown in place now. Stiles could tell he was holding back something.

So he decided to beat him to the punch and asked, "Last night..."

"Yes?" Derek sipped his coffee and watched him.

"... What does last night mean? I mean..." Stiles tried to get his words together. "I mean what does that mean to you and me? Like... does that make me a submissive? Does that make me your sub? Are we just... room mates? Was it a fluke?" Stiles ran a hand through his hair and tried to stop his word vomit. "I... I just wanted to know where I stand..." He asked as he looked up to the man that gave him his first sexual experience of any kind.

Derek took his questions in stride and then with a serious look he nodded slowly. "I will answer your questions as best I can but first... Id like to know if you liked what happened last night. I need to know your opinion and feelings before I make any decisions."

Stiles sighed and felt his face flame again. He looked down at his plate and played in the eggs still left on his plate. He took a deep breath and then looked back up to Derek. "I didn't like getting spanked, but I understand why it happened... And... I... I really liked what happened after it... it felt really good and... " Stiles looked away since he couldn't look at derek as he admitted. "And... I like that it was you."

"Stiles look at me" Dereks voice was low and commanding.

Stiles looked up and he had his bottom lip in his teeth. Derek was looking at him seriously but with a little smile too. "I want you to know that you will always have a home here. No matter whatever happens. You will always have a safe place here." Derek was still seated and just calmly talking to him but Stiles felt as if every where Derek looked at him he could feel his fingers on his skin. Touching him.

"I would like to train you to be a submissive Stiles. I... I would like to take you under contract for the next couple of months and see if we are a good match as Dominant and Submissive." Derek looked over him and locked their eyes watching his reaction.

Stiles let that sink in and then he asked, "So... would it be like... just Sub and Dom stuff or... would we be like... Dating? Like dates and stuff?" Stiles didn't really know how all this happened.

Derek smiled and Stiles couldn't help but think his smile was really beautiful and lit up his entire face. "Is that something you would like? To go on Dates and stuff?" He smirked a little at the end.

Stiles felt his cheeks heat up again and he sipped his orange juice to try to get ahold of himself. "Well... uh... yeah I mean yeah if Im going to be... doing that stuff then yes. I want dates... and stuff." This was the most embarrassing conversation of his life.

Derek smiled and then nodded. "Okay then. Yes. We will be dating during our contract. I would like you to go over the contract and make any notes you would like. It is a training contract so it wont be as in depth as a Regular contract."

Stiles was still shocked to see that smile. God it was perfect. It was like Derek was the sun shining and making him happy and warm. He couldn't help but smile with him. "You have a really nice smile." Stiles blurted out and Derek lifted the mug hiding his mouth behind it taking a few sips.

"Were you listening to what I said Stiles?" Derek asked from behind his mug.

"Yes training contract got it." Stiles fumbled with his plate as he got up to put the dishes away and then he felt a presence behind him and he froze as Dereks arms reached out and his palms were on the counter on either side of Stiles traping him between him and the counter.

"I like your smile too Stiles." His breath ghosted over Stiles neck and he shivered from it. His member started to twitch and become half hard his breath a little harder now. Stiles was hanging onto the counter as he felt Dereks lips brush over his neck and he whispered "Don't forget to take your pill." Derek took his hand and placed the pill in it and then he moved away from the boy as he headed to his room to get dressed.

Stiles took his pill and palmed his aching groin and groaned softly. "Hes going to kill me..."