Human is Just a Word 34/?
Chapter 34
Derek had smelled Stiles' arousal the second he burst through the door but it still came as a surprise to him that they were suddenly dry humping on the couch. He wanted to make it good for Stiles, his mate, so he focused more on his pleasure than his own and it didn't take long for Stiles to come in his pants.
The next surprise for Derek, however, was that while Stiles rode out his orgasm, he bit down on Derek's neck hard enough to send a sharp pain up his neck. Which also went straight down to his groin. The heavy scent of Stiles' release in his nose Derek came as well, bucking up into Stiles who was too out of it to really notice.
So the next surprise was for Stiles when he noticed that he had brought Derek over the edge without a touch.
They sat there for a while longer, both of them slowly coming down from their orgasms, and Derek just wanted to stay like this forever, his mate pliant and content in his arms.
But Stiles was Stiles so they enjoyed the afterglow like this for less than a minute before the teen started to squirm in his arms.
"My underwear is sticking to my dick." Stiles stated.
Derek stared at him but he could keep a straight face for only a moment. They both burst out laughing and Derek had to tighten his hold on Stiles to prevent him from falling off the couch again.
"We should clean up." Derek agreed but didn't make an attempt to move. Stiles was still sitting in his lap so Derek just made himself more comfortable, waiting for Stiles to move first.
"We should." Stiles leaned in for another kiss. "We could shower together."
Derek raised an eyebrow at him. Coming in their pants was one thing but showering together? They had done that before and Derek wasn't sure if Stiles wanted a reminder of that night.
"Don't make such a face." Stiles poked him with his finger. "I know what you're thinking and you're wrong."
Derek buried his face in Stiles' neck to gain some time. He smelled good, the arousal was still lingering on his skin, now combined with the smell of their semen, and underneath that the scent that was unique for Stiles.
"Derek." Stiles said in a low voice, fingers of one hand carding through his hair. It felt nice. "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with." Derek made a noise in his throat, that was not the point. "And I swear I'm going to tell you if I don't want to do something, but please, don't just assume the worst. I liked what we did in the shower and I liked what we did in bed that night. I liked it."
His hand never stopped moving, his fingers gently massaging his scalp, and Derek leaned into the touch.
In the end they took separate showers.
Derek would have skipped his, a change of underwear and a quick wipe would have been enough to feel comfortable again, if it hadn't been for the scent. He still hadn't told Boyd and Erica and he didn't want to smack it in their faces by reeking of sex.
When he felt his betas near by he gave them a few minutes to come home before he went downstairs to make his bond with Stiles official.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Stiles asked but Derek shook his head. He wanted to get this over with with as little embarrassment as possible and having Stiles around would just make it awkward. Stiles would probably kiss him in front of his betas. Which would be okay later but not for this. This was about pack dynamics and that had to be handled with care.
Downstairs Derek took a deep breath before he knocked at the door.
Boyd opened with a mildly surprised expression. Derek didn't come to their place that often, most of the time they came together in the loft.
Derek gave him a nod and headed straight over to the living room where he heard Erica.
"Did something happen?" Boyd closed the door and followed him. He must get some mixed impressions over the bond, one more reason to fill them in.
In the living room Erica turned off the TV and rolled her head on the back rest of the couch to give him a questioning look. Then she took a breath and her eyes widened.
"No way." She was on her feet and in front of him in an instant. A second later she had her face buried in Derek's neck, nose pressed against the spot Stiles had bitten earlier.
Probably should have scrubbed more thoroughly, Derek thought and let her scent him. Curious Boyd came up behind him and now their faces almost met over his shoulder. If they figured it out this way he didn't have to tell them.
"Is that …?" Boyd took another breath. "Have you …?"
"Is there something you want to tell us about you and Stiles?" Erica asked. Even without showing her fangs her grin wasn't human at all.
"Stiles is my mate." Derek said, his voice steady. It was a fact and he was proud of it. Stiles would be a good mate, at least his wolf was convinced of that even if his human part wasn't so sure how it would work out. Stiles was excited now but would he still be okay with it in a week? A month? A year? Derek was the only partner Stiles ever had. Would he regret it at some point?
Erica squealed and pressed a kiss on his cheek while Boyd slung his arms around him and rested his forehead between his shoulder blades.
"How did he take it?" Erica asked, a glint in her eyes. "Not too badly, I guess." She made a point of sniffing his neck again and it was obvious that she smelled more on him than just the kissing part.
"He's human." Boyd said from behind him, his face still pressed into his back. "And he's seventeen."
Both very valid points, Derek had to give him that and he would be lying if he said those weren't on his mind as well.
"But they're mates." Erica said, sneaking an arm around him to reach for her mate. "And don't tell me this comes as a surprise to you, they've both been reeking of longing for weeks now."
Boyd made a noise in his throat but didn't argue. He just held on to Derek even tighter.
"Have you told Isaac?" Boyd changed the topic after a long moment of silence. "This is going to effect him the most."
"Poor Isaac." Erica agreed, already planning their next pack night, Derek could tell. "For me and Boyd it won't change much but for him ..." She didn't finish the sentence but Derek got what she meant. Not that it mattered, Isaac was more than okay with the change in the pack dynamics.
"In fact." Derek drew out the moment just to mess with them a little while longer. "It was Isaac how told me."
Erica just stared at him while Boyd behind him started to shake with laughter.
"Of course he figured it out before you did." He said. "You can be such an idiot sometimes."
"Isaac has always been the one who payed attention to his surroundings the most." Erica said in a way of an explanation but her voice went soft at the end there and for a moment they fell silent in uncomfortable memory of Isaac's past. Paying attention had kept him alive, that wasn't something one shook off easily.
"Anyway." Derek cleared his throat. "Stiles is my mate, I just wanted you to know."
"So we actually do have to listen to him now?" Erica faked a pout.
"He is second in command now." Boyd answered for Derek and finally sobered up enough to let go of his alpha. "God, he's going to milk that." He added with a groan.
"Not if he's busy screwing Derek's brains out."
"Those are images I don't want to have in my head." Boyd swatted at her playfully but she ducked out of the way with ease.
"What?" Erica looked from one to the other, she was enjoying this way too much. "C'mon, don't pretend you can't smell Stiles all over him. Among other things." Her grin was back to feral again.
"He is standing right here." Derek reminded her but with the heat creeping in his cheeks he doubted she was very impressed by her alpha right now. Sure enough she patted said cheeks with both hands, squishing his face.
"And he's blushing." She cooed.
He snapped his teeth at her but she only laughed. Then she gave him a generous pat. "I bet he's waiting for you. Don't worry about us, we're going to snag Isaac and we're going out for a movie or something. And then we're going to crash here, we poor little betas all by ourselves while you and Stiles screw like rabbits."
"Erica." Boyd said sharply but Derek didn't need to see his face to tell that he was smiling. "What she's trying to say is that we're happy for you."
"Thank you." Derek choked the words out around the sudden lump in his throat.
"You deserve it." Erica let go of his face just to place another kiss on his cheek. "You both do."
With that they basically kicked him out. Feeling lighter Derek returned to the loft.
He didn't know what he expected to find there but Stiles engrossed in his homework hadn't been it.
"I didn't know how long you'd be gone." Stiles said without looking up, scribbling down something so hastily Derek doubted he would be able to decipher it the next day. "Thought I'd get as much homework out of the way as possible so we can make out the rest of the evening." Now Stiles did look up, a wide grin forming around the pencil he was holding between his teeth.
That sight shouldn't turn Derek on as much as it did. And at the same time it reminded him that his mate was still in High School.
"How did they take it?" Stiles asked when Derek just stared at him for too long.
"Good." Derek shook his head to dislodge the troubling thoughts in his mind. "They're happy for us."
Stiles still had that stupid pencil in his mouth, lips stretched around it while his tongue pocked at the tip of it without him really noticing. In a few wide strides Derek crossed the room and ripped the pencil out of Stiles' mouth. The boy yelped in surprise but stopped flailing when Derek brought their lips together.
Derek had to bend to reach Stiles and the position got awkward only seconds later but then he felt Stiles grin against him which was the only warning he got before Stiles grabbed him by the shirt and they went down in a heap of limps. For once Stiles managed to stay on the couch, though, and Derek landed on top of him. Stiles spread his legs and wiggled until he was satisfied with how Derek slot between them. All that without breaking the kiss once. Derek would have been impressed if he hadn't been busy with kissing back and trying to not rut shamelessly against Stiles. This wasn't about getting off and Derek wasn't sure how far he wanted to take this right now.
Somehow Stiles had caught on and didn't even try to travel farther down with his hands than the middle of his back.
Later, after the kissing, they just lay there, Derek still on top of Stiles and both of them hard in their pants but with no urge to do something about it. This was nice. Derek had his ear on Stiles' chest and listened to the strong beating of his heart while Stiles softly ran his fingers through Derek's hair.
"We don't have to do anything." Stiles said. "But I'd love to share a bed with your human form tonight."
Chapter 35
Masterpost