DARK

Chapter 18: Home Alone

Stiles POV

I wiggle my eyebrows at him and he smiles. "Stiles I said I wasn't gonna take your virginity yet."

"Why not Derek? We are all alone. In my house. More specifically my bedroom. Which has a bed. Where we could-" Derek cuts me off.

"Stiles you're seventeen. In other words, too young. That would be considered rape. Why would I rape the sheriff's son?" Derek asks raising an eyebrow.

"Nobody would have to know." I state smiling. He laughs.

"Stiles, werewolves can smell if you're a virgin or not. Scott would know. Then he would ask questions. Leading to you telling him about us." Derek explains making me frown.

"What?" He questions.

"Would it really be that bad if he knew about us? He wouldn't judge us. He would be happy that I'm happy. And you make me happy so-" Derek cuts me off once again.

"I make you happy?" He asks.

"Of course. Do you think we would be doing this if you didn't make me happy?" I say walking over to him, "Derek I love you, you make me extremely happy."

He smiles at me and kisses me softly. "You make me happy too Stiles." I chuckle.

"Wow I must be goddamn special to make Derek Hale happy." He laughs with me.

"Didn't I say you were special." He grins. I laugh before pecking his lips with mine.

I was trying my hardest to act like a tease. I lay on my bed with my legs slightly apart and lick my lips. I throw my hands up above my head and moan.

Gets sexual so you can skip if you want...

"You fucker." Derek laughs, which I still think is the most beautiful thing in the whole wide world. He gets on top of my legs and pulls my shirt up exposing my stomach.

I laugh and he start kissing my chest. His fingers go to the rim of my jeans, pulling at them a little. Somehow he unbuttoned them.

Derek starts to slowly pull my jeans off while he kisses my neck. I moan quietly, a dark blush immediately appears on my face.

Derek pulls away for a split second to smile at me then kisses my lips softly, like he was gonna break me if he did to hard. My hands go to the back of his head pushing him on me harder. The kiss gets more passionate.

Our tongues fight for dominance in our mouths. Eventually my jeans are laying on the ground and the only thing I'm wearing are my boxers, while Derek is completely clothed. That has to change.

I roll us over so I'm on top. I flash my eyes my orange color and rip his shirt off. He chuckles and unbutton his own jeans. I quickly pull them off so we are both just in boxers.

He flips us back over again. And pulls at my boxers but I stop him, "I thought I wasn't gonna lose my virginity tonight." I say out of breath.

"Blow jobs won't take your virginity." Is all he says before pulling back at them.

End

We both jump as my phone started ringing. I look at the caller ID.

"It's Scott. I should probably take this. It could be important." I sigh sadly.

"Okay." Derek says kissing my neck. I push him away gently, but he doesn't stop.

"He will hear you." Derek smiles against my shoulder. He kissed my neck once more.

I click answer. "Hey Scott, what's up."

"Stiles I need help." Is all I hear.

"What why?" I ask standing up. Derek sits behind me a hand on my waist.

"He has us." I look at Derek who was listening to our conversation.

"Who has you Scott?" I demand getting worried.

"The two arrows Stiles the tattoo." The phone disconnects.

I put it back in my pocket after a few moments. "The guy who attacked you and me kidnapped Scott."