Chapter 11 (Stiles)

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Screw it. That was what I thought before I reached for Derek's face to crush our lips together. I hold his face in place, while his hands wandered under my shirt. I smiled in our kiss, when I broke the kiss for a second getting Derek's shirt off, but I didn't gave him the chance to pull my shirt off too. I heard a low growl from him. Derek wasn't the one for patience, that was clear, even more, when I heard the fabric of my shirt ripped open. Good to know, that Derek literally liked to rip of my clothes.

Derek still had his tongue in my mouth, when I moved around, so I was standing with my back to his bed. His hands were still on my waist, but I had this little project running, where I tried to touch every inch of his upper body as often as I could. I lowered myself on the bed getting Derek with me down. Now he was above me, his arms beside me and his body kinda hovering above me so he wouldn't crush me. My hands get to his pants tugging at his belt. This things were way more complicated, when you were kissing one of the hottest guys on earth. Before I accomplished my task, Derek took my pants off in one smooth move, being back at my neck in no time. I was moaning loudly. It just felt so good. I clutched my hands into Derek's half open pants. His kisses got even more intense, it wasn't just my neck he was kissing now. I didn't even get bothered by the fact that I was naked, because Derek took also my underwear off, I just wanted Derek to fuck me. "Derek." I moaned. I opened my eyes and looked at red eyes, before I got kissed again. Our tongues met, our teeth crushed against the others, but we couldn't care less.

For some reason I became enough aware of the situation again to remember that Derek still had his pants on. Something in desperate need to change. I slipped his pants and underwear down. Holy shit! Derek was definitely not small. I did enough research on gay sex to know where that was supposed to go.

Derek didn't let me think about it and just began to suck on the other side of my neck. I pressed my naked body against his. Even that was great. To feel every inch of his body with every inch of mine.

I also felt my boyfriend's hand wander down my back, right into me. I moaned even louder. It wasn't unpleasant, just new. Derek adjusted another finger. I leaned to his ear. "More." I whispered. Why the hell did I say that? I'm not ready yet! But it seemed like Derek and some weird part of my body thought otherwise.

"Spread your legs." Derek said - no, it sounded more like growling. For some reason I followed his order and Derek purred. Fucking purred into my ear!

He lift my legs a bit. I could feel my heart beat faster. "I love you, Stiles." Derek said, looking directly in my eyes. I nod, captured by Derek's still red eyes. Then he pushed in me.

That hurts. That hurt's like a fucking bitch and on the same time, I wanted Derek to never stop.

Derek didn't moved, he just kissed my forehead softly. "Move." I ordered and pulled Derek's mouth on mine again.

First it hurt even more, but after a few thrust it got less and less hurtful and more pleasant. Then Derek hit my sweet spot and pleasant turned into fucking heaven!

"Derek." I moaned, when Derek keep hitting the spot. "Close." I barerly get out, when I could feel I was close to come. "Me, too, Stiles." Derek moaned into my ear, breathing heavy.

We came at the same time. I on our stomachs and Derek inside of me.

I sighed pleased, when I collapsed on the bed, I was already lying on. Derek pulled out of me and placed himself beside me, slinging one arm around me and grabbing the blanket of the bed to cover us both.

"That was awesome." I stated. Derek let out a short laugh. "Yeah, it was, baby." He gave me a soft kiss on my shoulder. "I love you, Derek." I whispered, when I could feel my eyes getting heavy. I turned a bit so I could lay more on my stomach.  I would take just a short nap. "I love you too Stiles." I could hear Derek smile.

It was silent for a moment, till Derek spoke again. "Stiles, we are married."

I turned around confused, but Derek just stared back at me in wonder. "The triskelion. It's completed." I wanted to stand up and go to a mirror so I could see for myself, but I seriously couldn't. I was to tired. Sleeping on a table didn't really guarantee a good night sleep and sex was also kinda exhausting.

I believed Derek, when he said that of course. So I smiled at him brightly.

"Good, than it is: I love you, my husband." I got this really warm feeling inside of me. Derek was my husband. This seemed to be the best day in my life.

My Husband now smiled at me brightly. "I love you too my beautiful gorgeous smart funny husband." I laughed. Derek making compliments on me was so weird and yet so good.

I felt asleep in the arms of my husband and this perfect little moment was something no one could ever take away from me ever again. This moment belonged just to us and no one else, not even to our pup's. I couldn't even wait to tell them,  but I would wait. Derek already said it. A few hours it was just us two and the rest of the world didn't exist. Even if we both knew, that the world out there disappeared every time we looked at each other. Derek was my world and I never want to live without him again, but I will never need to live without him. Derek would never leave me, never, not in a thousand years.

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