Christmas List (Sterek)

Ch.13

Stiles started to breath heavy a little. Derek quickly sat up
"No! I would never ever break up with you. I love you. Which is what I wanted to talk to you about" Derek explained. Stiles was now calm and listening, careful not to jump to any conclusions as Derek continued explaining. "I've been thinking on how to tell you for a little while now because I was worried on how you'll take it..." Derek looked away from Stiles and rubbed the back of his neck, no word could explain how nervous he was. Stiles gently pulled him close
"Please, continue" Stiles reassured Derek. Derek looked into Stiles' big carmel brown eyes and smiled as he continued
"Ok, I get this feeling when I'm around you. A feeling I have never felt before. Somthing I have realised to be the feeling of an alpha being with his mate. Stiles, you are my mate" Derek finished. He annolised Stiles expression, but didn't get very far before Stiles pushed Derek back onto the mattress with a happy warm kiss. Stiles smiled into the kiss as did Derek "So dose this mean good?" Derek asked when they separated for air. Stiles smiled
"Yep!" Stiles jumped back into the long, hot kiss. Derek was so happy that Stiles was happy and obviously proud to be his mate. Derek flipped Stiles over on the bed and pulled his legs up to wrap around Derek's waist, shoving Derek's cock into Stiles' making them both pulse with need. Derek grabbed Stiles' pulling him deeper into the kiss, making Derek's bare chest connect with Stiles' shirt. Derek pulled Stiles shirt off as he started grinding him harder and harder into the mattress. By now Stiles was moaning so loud he could wake the damn dead. Didn't help the more Derek grinded and the more he sucked at Stiles' damn sweet spot both their cocks got way beyond hard. Derek started to undo Stiles' pants when there was a knock on the front door. 'I swear if that's Isaac again he is so fucking dead' Stiles thought as he rebottened and zipped his pants on the way to his door.
"Hey, don't be long" Derek teased as Stiles pulled his sweat-shirt on, zipped it up and walked out the door. Stiles stomped down the stairs hopping the person would leave or something. Stiles sighed as he opened the door
"H-hello?" a small kid, about 10, looke up at Stiles. There were tear stains on his face,dirt all over and scraips on his knees and elbows, few brusise on his face.
"Uh...DEREK! THERES A KID DOWN HERE! COME HELP!" Stiles yelled up to him before bringing the kid in to sit. Derek came running down the stairs, with a shirt on, and looked to the kid.
"What happened" Derek asked softly as he sat next to Stiles across from the kid. The kid wiped his fresh tears
"I was just at a friends house, on my way home when this man ran from out of the wood on the other side of the rode. He was covered in mud and blood. He started to run towards me. So I started to run from him into the woods. He chased me deep into the woods before turning into this werewolf created then a full on wolf. I kept running but soon came to a steep hill and didn't stop in time. I tumbled down the hill and the guy was gone. I looked around before following the sound of cars to the road and started to head home again when-" the boy jumped at a loud pounding on the door "OH NO HE'S HERE!"