Is It Really That Time? [Sterek] (BoyxBoy)

-Chapter Twenty Four-

"Derek! What the fuck!"

Stiles pushed Derek away from his stomach, knocking him off of his bed and letting Derek's dick slip out of him. He quickly took his duvet and pulled it over himself, to cover his nudity. Shortly he became aware the odd feeling in his stomach, and ripped the covers back off himself again. Derek stared intensely, looking a little bit like a puppy who had been yelled out. His fangs were protruding his gums, blood dripping down them and eyes returning to normal slowly. His face becomes fear struck, staring into Stiles' eyes.

"I didn't mean to-"

"It's not going to turn me, right?" Stiles definitely did not want that. Derek stared at Stiles sorrowful before shaking his head. Derek sits up, the initial panic gone and regret now rising. Derek didn't seem to be bothered about how he was sat there completely nude.

"I almost claimed you..." He almost tells himself that too. Then he slaps his hands to his face. "I can't do this...I've got to-Oh my-" Derek stood up abruptly, searching for his clothes.

"Derek, where are you going?" He pulled the covers against himself a little tighter before sitting up. "Derek?"

"I almost claimed you." Derek paused staring Stiles down for a moment, eyes dangerously close to spilling tears. "Do you understand?"

"Not really!" Stiles yelled back, getting frustrated. He wanted to forgot whatever had just happened and to just go back to normal. Derek found his boxers, sliding them on quickly. He then moved to sit by Stiles, on the bed.

"If I claimed you, you wouldn't have been able to see anyone else. You wouldn't have been able to leave me..." Derek felt incredibly guilty in that moment, his boyfriend still clearly turned on but petrified of him at the same time.

"I don't want to be with anyone else." Stiles inched closer, leaning towards Derek but Derek turned his head, shying away. "I love you." It broke Derek's heart to here Stiles like this.

"You have your whole life. What if you don't want me anymore?" That would definitely break Derek's heart. He couldn't cope with a claimed mate that didn't want him.

"I'll always want you."

"How could you be sure?" Stiles smiled a little at Derek, as if he was talking silly.

"Because I wouldn't have given you my virginity if I didn't." Stiles laughed a little, turning Derek's face to face him and placing a hand on his cheek. "I love you and I want this."

"You don't want to be claimed...not by me." Derek looked down, towards Stiles' other hand which was on his naked thigh. He would never be good enough for Stiles, Stiles who was bubbly with a great sense of humour and adorable expressions. Derek was just angry and brooding all of the time.

"Claim me, Derek." Derek wasn't convinced this is what Stiles wanted and when Stiles leaned in to kiss him, he pulled away. "I want you, Derek. I want you to bite me and knot me - to be mine." Derek wanted to, he hadn't want to more than ever right in that moment. "Please." Stiles begged, his hand slipping from Derek's cheek to his chest. Derek gave a small nod, eyes flashing for a brief moment.

He let Stiles push their lips together and his hands connected with Stiles' hips. The covers slipped off of Stiles, no longer concealing him from Derek. Stiles broke apart for a moment to speak.

"Now, get back inside of me and hurry, dad will be home in an hour." Derek gave Stiles a small grin, and pushed their bodies close together. Since they had been interrupted midway, it was easy for Derek to just ease himself back into Stiles. He loved how Stiles felt and he loved the open-mouthed expression that he wore as soon as he entered. "Keep going." He moaned out loud.

It wasn't long until Stiles was coming all over himself and all over Derek. Derek had made sure that Stiles would come, since he wanted to make this special for him and Stiles. When Derek came, it was with a harsh grunt and he collapsed onto Stiles' small framed body with an 'hmph' sound. Stiles knew immediately that the claiming was about to begin and it made him nervous and calm all at once. He bared his neck to Derek, feeling Derek's teeth sink into his flesh. Stiles found the feeling quite hot actually, and he moaned into the atmosphere. The next thing he felt was an overwhelming tight feeling.

"What-"

"It's my knot." Derek let Stiles know, fangs slipping out of his skin. He kept his face buried in Stiles' neck, scenting him continuously.

"It feels so good." Stiles whined, trying to get Derek to start moving but Derek wasn't having any of it.

"I don't want to hurt you, keep still." Derek grunted a little before his ears pricked up at Stiles' breathy moans.

"We should do this more often. You should knot me until I'm loose for you." Derek nibbled at the skin on Stiles' neck, breaking the skin a little. "I love you."

Derek had no time to reply before Stiles was coming all over them again. This time though, it got real awkward. Stiles moaned Derek's name before opening his eyes. His eyes immediately darted to the door.

"Dad!" He yelled out, horrified. His dad had just watched him come all over Derek, Derek's dick buried deep in Stiles' ass. The door immediately slammed shut. The Sheriff had seen enough to give him nightmares for eternity. "Shit." Stiles grumbled before lying there in his afterglow. It was unlucky that Derek was just about to rid of his knot and pull out. Derek smiled against the skin of Stiles' neck. "It's not funny! My dad just watched me come all over you!" Derek kind of liked it though. He liked the thought that all werewolves and Stiles' dad now knew that Stiles belonged to him and nobody else. He loved the authority.

"I think it was pretty hot."