Archive of Our Own

1. Rainy Day

“I've made a mistake,” Paige said out loud. When she decided to go on a walk in the preserve, it was partly cloudy. The forecast didn't show it was going to rain, but as she got further and further away from her car, the worse it looked outside. Paige tried looking at her phone but got no service. Clouds covered the sky, and the wind blew harshly. If Paige breathed in hard enough, she could smell the rain waiting to fall from the sky.

After about 30 minutes of wandering, rain starts pouring from the sky. She's soaked to the bone, freezing cold. By the grace of God, she stops in front of a mansion. ‘It's worth a shot. At least until the rain stops,’ she thinks to herself.

She runs up the steps and goes to knock on the door, it swings open. “Stiles? It's raining so hard. I told you to come back earlier,” said a tall, dark, and handsome man. Paige gasped at the sight, she felt like she knew this man but couldn't quite remember his name. The man looks down at her and frowns, “You're not Stiles.”

“Ummm… no, I'm not. I'm sorry for coming here but I was walking through the preserve before it started storming and now, I can't find my way back to my car. Is it possible for me to come inside until it stops raining?” Paige asks as a blush forms on her face.

The man grunts but then smiles, “Of course. Come on in. I'm Derek, Derek Hale.” Paige finally realizes how she knows this man. He's the renowned Alpha werewolf of Beacon Hills. Once everyone found out about werewolves, the town welcomed Derek with open arms. Through their kindness, Derek and his pack swore to protect the town. 

Paige smiled, “Thank you for your kindness, Alpha Hale. I'm Paige Krasikeva.”

“Welcome Paige, please come in,” Derek says as he lets Paige enter the house.

Paige stares in awe at the marvelous and massive pictures framed on the wall. “Wow, these photos are absolutely stunning,” she whispers mostly to herself.

“I know, Stiles took them in the preserve. He's so unbelievably talented. I have more pictures throughout the house,” Derek said with something in his voice but Paige couldn't quite tell what exactly it was.

“Would you like some tea?” Derek asks as he grabs her a towel from a linen closet.

Paige nods her head, she can tell her face is flushed red, “That would be nice.” Derek nods his head as he walks into the kitchen, Paige follows as she dries herself as much as she can. She doesn't want to get water everywhere in his house, it's so beautiful she feels like she shouldn't be allowed inside.

“So you decided to go on a walk in the woods? How was it?” Derek asks as he puts the kettle on the stove. Paige can't help but admire the ways he moves so smoothly, she continues staring at him until he gives her an inquisitive look. She realizes that he asked her a question, she shuts her mouth and runs a hand through her wet hair.

“Oh, it was rather nice. Well, at least it was in the beginning. I used to come out here when I was younger with my parents but I seem to have forgotten how to get around here though,” she shares as she sits down on a chair.

Derek chuckled, “It can be a bit of a maze. I can't count how many times Stiles has gotten lost in the preserve. It's a good thing I can find him pretty much anywhere.”

Paige laughed while nodding, “It is. Next time I also need to check the weather app. I lost service after some time so I couldn’t check the weather and figure out how to get back to my car.

Derek hummed as the tea kettle whistled. He took it off the stove, went to the cabinets, and got out three mugs. Paige gave Derek a confused look, she's pretty sure it's only her and Derek here.

“Oh, Stiles should be coming home soon. I figured if he got caught in the rain he would like to have tea with us as well,” Derek said excitedly. Paige didn't care for tea; in fact, she despised it but she would let an attractive man make her whatever and she was going to enjoy drinking it.

“Who is Stiles?” she asked, Derek let out a low chuckle.

“Hmm, well…Stiles is a lot of things. He's my best friend, my roommate, and my soon-to-be,” the door slams open and interrupts Derek. Derek walks over to the hallway. Paige can see he has the biggest smile on his face. Paige stands up to follow Derek but he stops her. “Paige, why don’t you go into the bathroom? We'll get you some dry clothes in a second,” he says as he walks out of the kitchen.

Paige stands there for a second before sitting back down in the chair. She doesn't know where the bathroom is and rather than dripping everywhere, it's probably best if she stays where she is in the kitchen. She can't help but wonder what this Stiles looks like.

Stiles comes barreling into the house soaking wet. “I'm home,” he says as he kicks off his soaked red Converse. Derek appears next to him with a smile on his face, he places a small kiss on Stiles’ lips, and when they pull away, they both have a goofy grin on their face.

“Hi baby, we gotta get you out of these clothes. We can't have you getting sick but I'd take great care of you if you did sunshine,” Derek said in a husky tone as he placed small kisses all over Stiles’ face. Stiles laughs as he leans up and wraps his arms around Derek's neck.

“Hi Der, do you think I could wear your clothes…to keep me nice and warm?” Stiles says seductively. He kisses Derek on the lips and gently sucks Derek's lip between his teeth.

Derek lets out a low groan, “Baby, you don't know what you do for me. God, the things I'm thinking about right now.” Derek grabs Stiles' ass and gives a hard squeeze. Stiles lets out a high-pitched moan.

“I like what you're thinking, big guy. How about you go show me all the things you were thinking about?” Stiles whispered. Derek gave him a predatory gaze before smashing his lips on Stiles. The pair stand there passionately making out, enjoying the feeling of each other's lips. When they slow down, they continue to steal kisses from each other. When the pair pulls apart, their faces are flushed and their lips swollen.

“There's someone here. She got lost in the rain and I told her she could stay here until it clears. I'm making tea. Join us?” Derek asks as he gives Stiles' ass one more squeeze. Stiles smiles and nods his head. Derek grabs his arm and walks towards the kitchen.

When Stiles sees Paige, he gives her a big smile and offers her his hand. She tentatively takes it. “Hi, I’m Stiles. It's so nice to meet you.”

Paige nods and replies, “Paige. Nice to meet you as well.” The two shake hands before letting go. Paige gives them both a once over and notices that their lips are slightly red and puffy but ends up letting it go. She turns to stare at Derek.

“Oh shit. Let's get you both out of those wet clothes. Sorry, I spaced,” Derek said as he started moving towards the stairs. Stiles chuckles before turning to Paige.

“I'll show you the bathroom, Derek will set clean clothes outside,” Stiles says as he guides her to a bathroom. She huffs and rolls her eyes but makes sure Stiles can't see. Stiles walks up the stairs as she closes the door. After peeling herself out of her clothes, there's a soft knock on the door.

“I set some clothes outside the door. Take your time,” Derek says before walking away. Paige smiles before slightly opening the door and picking up the clothes. She's so excited to put on dry clothes that she doesn't notice that the clothes appear quite smaller than what she imagines Derek's clothes look like. She shrugs her shoulders before fixing her hair, she wants to make a good impression with Derek. She can’t help but smile as she thinks about his gorgeous face. She gathers her clothes and exits the bathroom.

When she walks back into the kitchen, she sees Stiles and Derek talking intimately with each other. Their bodies are angled towards each other, both entirely enraptured in their conversation that they don't notice Paige walk in. She clears her throat and the two separate from one another. “Sorry, we were just chatting about a pack thing,” Stiles says cheerfully. She nods her head.

“Let me take your clothes and put them in the dryer,” Derek says as he walks towards her. She gives him a big grin and gently offers her clothes to him. Derek heads off to the hallway and disappears. She follows his movement with her eyes until he's entirely gone. She turns back towards Stiles after a few moments.

“I hope those clothes are okay. I let you borrow something of mine since I'm smaller than Derek. I figured it would fit better,” Stiles offers kindly. Paige nods but can't help but feel disappointed. She wanted to feel Derek’s clothes on her body, to be able to smell his scent wash over her. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees Stiles pulling up his sleeves, she realizes how oversized his outfit is. There's no way these are his clothes, the pants are barely hanging onto his hips and his shirt is falling off his shoulder, showing his silky-smooth skin. Paige realizes that these are not his clothes but Derek's. Why would he be wearing Derek's clothes?

Before she could ask why Stiles was wearing Derek's clothes, Derek entered the kitchen. “Let's enjoy our tea, it will help warm you both up,” Paige blushes before nodding. She grabs the cup Derek offers her and takes a sip.

It was the best afternoon Paige has had in a long time, if only Stiles wasn't there.

2. Chocolate Chip Cookies, Lemonade & Wood Chopping

Paige knows she should stop staring but she can't help it. The sight before her is breathtaking. Derek is standing there in all his glory chopping wood, he brings down the axe with the force of a beast and splits the wood into two. “Oh hey Paige, what brings you back to the preserve?”

Her face flushes, “I just wanted to properly say thank you for saving me in the rain the other day.” She rummages through her bag and pulls out a container full of chocolate chip cookies. “I'm not sure you like cookies but I made some for you,” she realizes how silly she sounds. Should she have brought something better? Maybe he liked brownies and not cookies, or maybe he didn't even like sweets.

“Thank you. I love cookies and so does Stiles. I'm sure he'll be dying to try these,” Derek says as he sets down the axe, he turns to her and gives her a warm smile. Paige swoons at the attention, she can't help but feel things when he looks at her. “Stiles will be out in a second, he loves to watch me chop wood. He's such a weirdo,” Derek exclaims happily.

Paige sighs, Stiles was a weirdo. She knew that for sure, when she was over a few days ago he was constantly all over Derek. Every few minutes he would be touching Derek, on the arm, on his chest, and even running his fingers through Derek's hair. At one point he was sitting in Derek's lap as they played Yahtzee. Apparently, Derek felt luckier when Stiles was draped over his lap. Paige was surprised at how close they were, she doesn't think she's ever been that close to her best friend.

She's taken out of her thoughts when Stiles walks down the steps. He has a lemonade in his hand. He starts walking over. “Oh hello. It's so nice to see you again, Paige.” Paige gives him a curt nod. “I'm sorry, I only brought out a lemonade for Derek. Let me go get you some. It’s such a nice and sunny day, you must stay hydrated out here, isn’t that right big guy,” he says while staring at Derek with hunger in his eyes.

Derek's eyes widened as he looked over at Stiles. He nodded his head fast, “Of course. You gotta make sure you don't get dehydrated." Stiles cackles as he places the glass down at the picnic table. “I'll help you, I'll grab the plates since Paige was kind enough to bring us cookies,” Derek eagerly says as he walks over to Stiles.

Paige blushes, Derek always knew what to say. She couldn’t help but get flustered, she hoped the two couldn't tell how much Derek's words affected her. She couldn't help as butterflies filled her stomach. 

Stiles smiles, “Oh how very kind indeed,” the pair walk up the steps and slip inside the house leaving Paige alone. She walks over to the picnic table and sits down. This isn't how she envisioned this going. 

The second the couple is inside Derek slams Stiles against the wall and smashes his lips onto Stiles. “You did that on purpose baby, you know I can smell how much you want me.” Stiles gasps as Derek begins placing kisses down his neck, he always picks the most sensitive spots to place hickeys and bite marks. 

“Fuck Der, I can't help it. You should see yourself. I don't think I've ever wanted you to fuck me as bad as I do right now,” Stiles says as he tugs Derek's hair. Derek lifts his head from Stiles’ neck and leans in to kiss him. Derek slips his hands into Stiles’ shorts and grabs Stiles' ass with both hands. He pulls the cheeks apart and runs a finger over his hole. Stiles can't help the mewl that slips past his mouth.

“You like that baby? I can keep going all day, make sure you're fully satisfied. Fill you with my seed all day and night, you won't be able to walk when I'm done with you, the only thing you'll be thinking of is me,” Derek whispers in Stiles’ ear before sucking the lobe in his mouth. Stiles could have jizzed in his pants at the words Derek whispered. Damn him and his suaveness, after years of being together his words always made him feel like he was a pent-up 16-year-old virgin again.

Stiles pulls Derek's hair so he's face-to-face and gives him a long and hard kiss. “As much as it pains me to say this, we have a guest outside. The second she's gone, you and I are going to be very busy the rest of the day. You better make good on those promises,” Stiles murmurs as he pulls away from the warmth Derek brings him. Derek groans but steps away before reaching out and grabbing Stiles’ hand. They head into the kitchen.

Paige looks up as the two make their way outside again. Stiles is carrying a tray with two glasses and a pitcher of lemonade while Derek is holding two plates. Rather than sitting there doing nothing, Paige stands up ready to help the two but her foot gets caught and she starts falling backward.

Before tumbling to the ground, strong arms wrapped around her. When she opens her eyes, she notices Stiles is in front of her looking worried, she doesn't see Derek which means that it's his arms wrapped around her. “Are you okay?” Stiles asks, and she nods her head.

Derek stands her upright and slowly backs away. “You gave us quite a scare,” Derek said as he walked around the table and sat next to Stiles. Paige lowered her head, she hoped she was doing a good job at hiding the scarlet color that flushed her face.

“I'm sorry, I'm typically not clumsy. I guess I wasn’t looking where I was going,” she said sadly. She was so embarrassed she did that in front of Derek.

“It's okay, we're glad you're okay. I'm quite a clumsy person, it's a good thing this big guy is always there to help me,” Stiles said, trying to lighten the mood. He bumped shoulders with Derek who let out a huff.

“You aren't just clumsy, you're a walking hazard that needs to be protected at all costs,” Derek exclaimed while chuckling.

Stiles gave him a shocked look before smirking, “Well at least I have my bodyguard to keep me protected and safe. Don't I Alpha?”

Derek’s eyes flashed red while giving Stiles a soft smile, “That you do, sunshine.” Paige sits there completely oblivious to the couple talking sweetly to one another. All she thinks about is how Derek's hairy thick arms felt around it, his scent, and the way his face looked so concerned. She's taken out of her daydream when Stiles gently places a glass of lemonade in front of her. 

“Would you like a cookie? Derek grabbed some for me and him,” Stiles said as he waved his hand over the tiny plate that had four cookies on it. Paige nodded before snagging one cookie for herself.

“Why are you guys sharing? Do you only have two plates? I can share with you Derek,” She rushes to say. Stiles and Derek chuckle.

“No need, Stiles and I share all the time. Plus it's fewer dishes. We honestly don't even realize that we do that anymore. It's been so long since we used separate plates,” Derek says as he picks up a cookie. When he takes a bite, he lets out a happy sigh. “Paige, these are absolutely delicious. You must give us the recipe,” Derek says after he shoves the rest of the cookie into his mouth.

Paige blushed; she had prayed Derek liked her cookies. She was so happy he loved them. She nodded her head as she shyly said, “Maybe I can show you how to make them.” 

“Oh my god! Yes, please. We love cooking and baking; it would be so fun for you to teach us. I've always wanted to go to a cooking class,” Stiles says excitedly.

Paige frowns, she almost forgot Stiles was even there. She ends up nodding her head though since she didn't want to make a bad impression on Derek. He loved Stiles… for some odd reason.

Rather than thinking about Derek and Stiles' relationship, she decides to think about all the events that happened today. The three of them sat at the picnic table enjoying their cookies and lemonade.  While Paige sat there completely oblivious, the couple across from her were holding hands and looking at one another lovingly.

3. Cooking & Baking

Paige couldn't believe it; Derek texted her to see if she wanted to bake cookies at his house. HE texted her; the day couldn't get any better. She squealed when she got the message after she responded she rushed to get ready. She put on her prettiest Sun dress and a pair of sandals and rushed out the door. She hopes that they can get to know each other more before Stiles winds up ruining their time together, the boy was always around.

As she made the drive over, Derek texted her and told her he had all the ingredients ready to go. She looks over at her passenger seat with all the ingredients and giggles, he's such a gentleman. This was going to be the best date ever. When she pulls up to the house she jumps for joy, the ratty Jeep isn't in the driveway, Stiles must not be home.

Once she calms down, she exits her car bounces up the steps, and knocks on the door. The door opens and out steps Derek in all his glory, a white t-shirt that stretches on his biceps and chest, jeans that seem to be painted on, and his hair styled perfectly. Paige felt her jaw drop, he looked godly.

“Hey Paige, how are you doing?” he asked her as he opened the door for her to enter.

“Um…I-I'm doing great,” she stutters with a blush high on her cheeks as she walks through the door. Paige notices three beautiful bouquets sitting on the island. “Those are beautiful flowers, who are they for?” Paige asks without trying to sound hopeful. Did Derek know she was obsessed with flowers? How would he know that? Maybe he talked to her best friend. This was going to be the best date ever.

“Ahh yes, those are for Stiles. He's graduating at the end of the month and I couldn't help but pick them up for him as an early graduation gift. I couldn’t decide which one to get so I went a bit overboard and got them all.” Paige frowned, of course, the flowers weren't for her but for that silly kid.

“Oh, that's so nice. You're a good friend.”

Derek chuckled at Paige's statement. “I mean I think you could say we're more than friends.”

“Should we get started on the cookies or do you want to wait till later?” Paige asks, maybe Derek will want to sit and talk or maybe watch a movie.

“Let's wait a few minutes for Stiles, he's finishing up in the shower,” he said as he got out the ingredients from the grocery bags. Paige's shoulders slumped, of course, he was here.

“He's here? I didn't see his car in the driveway.”

“Yeah, it broke down a few miles back and we got it towed to the auto shop in town, so right now we just have my car,” Derek said as he finished and turned toward Paige.

“You let him drive your car? It's so nice,” she asks, if Stiles drives that hunk of junk does, he even know how to drive such a nice car?

“Oh yeah, everything I have is his. There's no one I trust more than him.” Derek says as if it's the simplest thing. Derek and Stiles were an odd bunch but Paige didn't care because she wasn't ever going to miss the chance to be around Derek. 

“That's very sweet of you. He's lucky to have you,” Paige says softly. Derek gives her a warm smile that melts her heart a little bit.

“No, it's me who is lucky. I honestly don't know where I would be without him. He makes me want to be a better person, have you ever met someone like that?” Derek asks Paige. Her face flushes because yeah, she has and he's standing right in front of him. She may not know Derek well but he makes her want to be the best she can be with just a simple smile.

“Yeah, well kind of.” she shares with a smile.

“That's wonderful, be sure to keep them close to you.”

“I think I will,” Paige whispered, she will do whatever it takes to be the person Derek needs. She will beg whoever will listen to make her wish come true.

“So I got what I thought goes into chocolate chip cookies, I should have checked with you first though,” Derek said before pausing and looking down at his hands, a blush formed on his face. Paige could have giggled, he seemed so nervous, like he was eager to please her.

“Hmm I think you mean, Stiles got everything that goes into chocolate chip cookies while you followed me around like a lost puppy.”

Derek laughs, “Yep, that's what I meant sunshine but I wasn't like a lost puppy I was more of a guard dog. Gotta, keep you protected.”

Stiles chuckled before greeting Paige with a warm smile. “I slightly remember making chocolate chip cookies with my mom but I can't seem to find her recipe back at my dad's place so I thought it would be fun to have you help us make them. Sorry I didn't text you personally, I don't think I have your number.”

Paige felt like slumping over, turns out it wasn't Derek who wanted to hang out, it was Stiles. God, of all people it had to be Stiles. “Hmm, well I'm glad to be of assistance,” she answered shortly. Stiles nodded and got out bowls, measuring cups, and pans.

“Der, you've been down here all this time and you haven't gotten everything out. What will I do with you?” Stiles asked with his hands on his hips, others may think he's annoyed but he had a massive grin on his face.

Derek huffed and murmured something under his breath, it sounded like he said, “I like watching you bend over,” but Paige wasn't entirely sure. That couldn't possibly be what he said. She looked over at Stiles and saw his face was flushed. He must have heard what Derek said.

Stiles coughs, “How should we start?”

The three of them begin to work on the recipe. Both Derek and Stiles were surprisingly excellent listeners and did everything Paige instructed. After the cookies were in the oven, she turned to the guys and said, “Let me go wash my hands and freshen up, I'll be right back.” They both nodded and smiled. She wanted to fix her makeup a bit in hopes of catching Derek's attention.

The minute Paige was gone Derek had Stiles crowded up against the island. “I heard what you said in the shower, how you want me to bend you over the kitchen table and fuck you nice and slow. I almost came in my pants when I heard you moan that,” he growled. Stiles couldn't help the gasps slipping past his mouth at how aggressive Derek sounded.

“God, Derek. I could take your cock right now,” Stiles grunted as he smashed their lips together. The couple ravished one another, never feeling like they could get enough of each other. Stiles wraps his arms around Derek's neck as Derek starts to place kisses down his neck.

“Ffuucckk, if she wasn't here right now, I'd let you take me right here. I'd let you put me on my hands and knees and present to you,” Stiles gasped as he ran his fingers through Derek's hair. Derek let out a loud guttural groan before groping Stiles' ass. Stiles tugged his hair and whined, “Derek, your hands aren't clean. You're going to get me all dirty.”

Derek chuckled, “Don't you think I know that? Maybe I want you all dirty, maybe I want to fill you up and keep you messy,” Stiles' knees buckled at Derek's words but thankfully Derek kept him upright. The two stand there, sharing kisses and looking at one another with such reverence and love.

“I should start cooking dinner. If I don't stop this then I really will let you fuck me.” Stiles grumbled into Derek's shoulder; Derek chuckled before letting Stiles go. Tonight Stiles was making chicken carbonara, Derek's favorite. Derek let Stiles get to work before slowly slipping right behind him and resting his arms around Stiles’ waist. He rested his head on Stiles' shoulder.

“Big guy, you can see I'm trying to cook. Are you trying to make me ruin the food?” Stiles asked as he started frying up the chicken he had marinating in the fridge for a few hours. Stiles loved being prepared especially when it came to food, he wanted food to taste the best as possible and sometimes that required time.

“Baby, you know I love watching you cook. I can't help myself from touching you, you get me so hot,” Derek shared as he placed feather-like kisses on Stiles’ neck. He could help himself as he started grinding his dick against Stiles' ass.

Stiles tried to stay as still as possible but couldn't help rubbing back against Derek's fat cock. “We already went at it for two hours. Did I not satisfy you enough, I even let you knot me three times." Stiles whimpered as Derek picked up the pace.

“With you, I'm never satisfied,” Derek grunted before slowly stopping. “She's coming back,” he said with a slight frown.

“We're not done here alpha,” Stiles said with a wink.

“Oh baby, we're nowhere near done,” Derek said as he placed a soft kiss on the back of Stiles' neck before giving him some space.

“Oh it smells delicious, what are you cooking?” Paige asks as she flounders back into the kitchen. Both men smile at her.

“Thank you! It's chicken carbonara. Do you like that?” Stiles asked.

“...I'm a vegetarian,” Paige murmured. Stiles' face fell, and he seemed genuinely upset.

“I’m so sorry, I had no idea. I had meant to ask Derek your preferences. It slipped my mind with finals coming up. I've been a bit preoccupied,” Stiles said as he walked over to the pantry. “Let me see what else I have. I think I can make you something really quick. What about veggie pesto pasta? Does that sound good to you?”

“Sure, that would be delicious,” Paige says as she sits at the table. With Stiles’ back turned toward her she sees two flour handprints on the back of his pants where his bottom is, clearly the guy didn't know how to clean up after himself. She wasn't going to say anything, it's not her problem. Paige wasn't sure she would enjoy the food since it was Stiles making it but at least she got to spend time with Derek. The three chatted amongst one another while Stiles cooked.

After Dinner

“Well, thanks for having me. I enjoyed it. I appreciate you making me something vegetarian.” Paige said as she got ready to go. She was pleasantly surprised that her food tasted delicious, but that's probably because Derek helped Stiles a lot. The two of them worked in the kitchen so smoothly, it was as if they knew what the other person was going to do.

“No worries, we love hosting people. Stiles loves cooking and baking for people, he's a natural. His food is easily the best food I've ever tasted in my life if only you could try his other stuff. He has this huge cookbook that he made with the best recipes. We were so glad you could come over and teach him your recipe, he loves learning new ones.” Derek said with a massive grin on his face. Stiles blushed and gently shoved Derek, Derek didn't move an inch. He grabbed Stiles and wrapped his arm around his waist pulling him into his side.

“I enjoy cooking and hosting, but I think this big guy is just trying to make me flustered, he loves seeing me blush,” Stiles said, rubbing his hand over Derek's chest. If Paige had better hearing, she would hear the grumbling, purring sound coming from Derek.

Paige hated seeing Stiles’ hand on Derek's chest, that should be her hand. Rather than yell or get upset she figures the best thing to do is leave. All she needs to do is get some alone time with Derek to tell him how she feels. Maybe then he'll stop being friends with Stiles and realize he should spend all his time with her. She gave a fake smile and waved before opening the door, “Bye! I'll see you guys later.”

The pair smile back and give a big wave. “Yeah, we'll see you later. Have a good night,” Derek said as Stiles rested his head on Derek's shoulder. Derek looked down at Stiles and gave him a soft smile. Paige's smile falters at the sight but she carries on, she needs to create a plan and fast.

4. Running Into Each Other

“Der, you need to say something to her. She's clearly obsessed with you.“ Stiles said with his arm looped around one of Derek’s arms. Stiles always felt the need to be touching Derek, maybe he was just the possessive type but who wouldn't be if they had Derek (a.k.a a God among men as he liked to say).

Derek chuckled and rested his other hand on Stiles' arm for a second. “Stiles, baby, she isn't obsessed with me. I think you're just possessive of me.” Derek stopped the cart and faced him; he had nothing but love in his eyes and a small smirk on his face. God, even right now in the middle of the grocery store, Stiles would give it up to him, he doesn’t even care that there is anyone else here. He would let Derek use him any way he liked.

“Damn right, I'm fucking possessive of you. She needs to know no one can have you besides me. You're mine. No one else gets to have you ever, only me.” Stiles says with a pout on his face. How could Derek not see how no one would ever get to have him? Stiles is willing to do whatever it takes for him to only think of him day and night.

Derek smashed his lips on Stiles, “Sunshine, there is no one else. There will never be anyone else. It's only you and has always been you. You know I love you. We were meant for each other, so no one can ever have you. You are my everything, only mine. You and me together forever, you'll never get away from me.” Stiles gasped and noticed Derek's eyes turning red. So yeah, maybe they were a bit crazy about each other on a slightly unhealthy level, but it's only because they truly loved each other. Not to mention, possessiveness is a mutual kink of theirs.

Stiles placed a simple peck on Derek's lips before they continued looking at the produce section. “I still think she's obsessed with you. And before you say anything else, it has happened on multiple occasions. Every time, and I mean every time she sees me, she rolls her eyes or is super short with me but with you, she can't shut up. She blushes every time you talk to her, there is a difference between the way she talks to me and you. If we see her, please watch how she acts with me compared to how she acts with you, I swear she's head over heels for you.”

Derek watched him for a second and placed his hands on Stiles' cheek. “I promise to watch how she acts the next time we see her. Just remember, it's only you baby, there could never be anyone else. It's you I love; it’s you I fuck; it's you I want. I love you so much.”

Stiles felt his eyes water, he wasn't going to cry inside a grocery store, he wasn't. “...you said that to make me cry, didn't you? Cause you love seeing me cry.”

Derek laughed, “I said it because I mean it. Now tell me who do you love?”

Stiles shyly smiled, “You. It's you who I love. Only you.”

Derek leaned in and kissed him again, “Now shall we get our groceries and go home, sunshine?” Stiles nodded his head and the pair gathered everything they needed for the week. Just as they were about to check out, they saw Paige walking up to the two of them. Stiles sighed and gripped Derek's arm tightly. Derek gave him a soft smile before turning to Paige.

“Hi Derek, it's crazy seeing you here,” she said as if Stiles wasn't standing next to Derek or better yet holding onto Derek. How could this bitch be this blind? Did they need to fuck for her to realize that she had ZERO chances with Derek?

“Oh Paige, here you are…again,” Stiles whispers under his breath and gives Derek a knowing look. Derek placed his hand over Stiles, trying to calm him down from lashing out at her in a public place.

Paige lets out a sigh, “Hi Stiles. I see you’re with Derek again. Hahaha, do you ever leave the guy alone?” Stiles could have bitch slapped her, who did she think she is? Who has the guts to ask why Stiles wasn't with Derek, his boyfriend? Did she think she could waltz in here and steal Derek's attention? Stiles knows that Derek is obviously not into her but still. He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. Just kill him already. He looks down at the ground and notices Paige has a basket in her hands and wouldn't you know right on the top of the basket is chicken and steak. He knew she wasn't vegetarian; she was just trying to make more issues for him even though he welcomed her into his house to spend time with his soul mate, his one and only.

“Umm, I came over to ask you a question. Maybe we could go to the movies sometime? Paige asks while twirling her hair. Stiles rolled his eyes, how could Derek not see what she was doing? He goes to speak to tell her to stay the fuck away from his man when Derek cuts him off.

“Yeah, that would be fun. Stiles has been dying to watch the new Captain America movie again. Maybe you could tag along or something?” Derek said with little interest. It didn't seem to bug Paige because she lit up at what Derek said.

“I mean I thought it would be nice for it to be the two of us but sure, Stiles can tag along.”

 He and Derek were definitely having words after this.

“Of course, I would go since it's the movie I want to see,” he mumbled.

“Haha, of course, Stiles is coming. It's technically you tagging along,” Derek said while smiling. Paige stopped twirling her hair and blushed.

“Oh yeah, that's right. Well, I better go. Text me the details?” she said before quickly walking away. Stiles let out a sigh of relief.

"Finally she's gone,” Stiles said as he leaned his body weight against Derek. The man behind him chuckled before sighing. 

“You're right baby. The way she treats you compared to me is very different. I'm not going to stand for this anymore. She has no right to treat the love of my life the way she did. I'm sorry I didn't see this sooner.”

“Nonsense, you see it now. I think next time we mess with her a bit, like how she messed with me the other day,” Stiles said with a smirk.

“What do you mean?”

“She isn't a vegetarian; she had a ton of meat in her basket. There's no way she doesn't eat meat. She only said it to be difficult. I knew it.”

“Hmm, what do you suggest we do to her?” Derek murmured as he moved them in the direction of the checkout line.

“Nothing crazy, I'm just going to make sure she doesn't get the chance to talk to you without me constantly butting in. I want to see if she breaks and freaks out at me. Maybe I'll videotape it, who knows.”

"Baby, you don't need to do that but I won’t stop you. Just tell me what I need to do and I'll do it. Anything you ask.”

“I know you will Alpha. Let’s get home and plan, then I'll let you do whatever you want to me all night long,” Stiles said in a sultry voice, Derek growled before dragging Stiles to the checkout line.

5. Movies 

“Mm, Der. We can't do this here,” Stiles moaned as he ground down against Derek, he wrapped his arms around Derek's neck. The couple was sitting in Derek's Camaro, waiting for the movie to start.

At first, they were just sitting chatting but then Derek casually told Stiles he had a surprise coming but he couldn't possibly tell him. Stiles, being a person who can't let a mystery go, felt compelled to start questioning Derek to see if he could figure out what the surprise could be.

“Is it good or bad?”

“Hmmm…depends.”

“Are you breaking up with me?”

Derek’s jaw dropped, “Baby, no! I'm not breaking up with you. You know I never would.”

Stiles laughed, “I know but I just have to be sure. Do you think I'm going to like it?”

“God, I hope so.”

“Does it have something to do with the pack?”

“No, but they will be happy with the surprise.”

“...Okay. Is there anything else you can tell me?”

“I can't tell you sunshine or it will ruin everything but I couldn't keep it in anymore I had to say something,” Derek said smirking. If only Stiles knew that in a few days, Derek was going to propose to him. Derek had just met with the Sheriff yesterday, he knew John would say yes but he knew he had to ask as it was tradition. Both Derek and the Sheriff got teary-eyed when talking about how much they loved Stiles.

Stiles pouted, “Der, why won't you tell me? You shouldn't have said anything if you weren't going to tell me. You're so cruel.” 

Derek couldn't help the smirk that formed on his face. He grabbed Stiles hand and placed a soft kiss on it. “Come here baby,” Derek said as he patted his lap, he moved his seat back a while ago but Stiles clearly didn't get with the program earlier.

Stiles sighs heavily but hops across the center console, he straddles Derek's lap before crossing his arms over his chest. In the past pouting often worked on Derek, he hated seeing Stiles even the slightest bit upset but Stiles knew Derek wasn't going to tell him today. “I hate you, you like seeing me upset, don't you?”

Derek rested his hands on Stiles’ thighs and began rubbing them back and forth. “You know I hate seeing you upset.”

“That's a lie, you love seeing me cry.” Which is slightly true but only during certain circumstances.

Derek couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips, “Baby, I only like seeing you cry from how good I'm fucking you. Don't act like this, do you want to be a brat or my good boy?”

Stiles shut up because holy shit, why did Derek always talk so dirty to him. He blinked a few times before whispering, “I want to be your good boy.”

Derek groaned loudly as he moved his hands from Stiles’ thighs to his ass, he gave a hard squeeze. “I know you do, so don't be so whiny. Now give me a kiss.” Stiles eagerly leaned down and kissed Derek, from the start it was harsh and desperate. Their lips moved perfectly against each other; their tongues intertwined. Stiles couldn't help how his hips moved back and forth on Derek's lap.

“Uh, Derek. We shouldn't be doing this here,” Stiles moaned as his hips moved faster. If Stiles and Derek could, they would be going at it like rabbits. Both of their stamina were relentless or unbeatable, there have been many occasions where the pack has caught the two. Derek fucking Stiles on the kitchen table, living room floor, the stairs, on the Camaro, and even on the patio deck. All of them have talked about how traumatized they were to see the two going at it, they claimed it was like walking in on your mom and dad.

“Baby, everything is tinted. There's no way anyone knows what's going on. If you're too loud then people will know. Can you be quiet while you ride me?”

Derek knew damn well Stiles was never quiet not when talking, sleeping, walking, and having sex. Stiles. Was. Never. Quiet. Stiles whined loudly; he was going to get them caught. What would his dad say when he sees his son in jail for public indecency or lewd conduct, he shouldn't be thinking of his dad especially when Derek is kissing him like that. “Take your clothes off,” Stiles grunts as he tries to rip his shirt off.

Derek chuckles before slowing Stiles, “Calm down baby. We have more than enough time to go slow.” He unbuckles Stiles' belt and takes his pants off. Derek unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans; he pulls out his dick and jerks it in his hand a few times. “You still prepped from earlier?” Derek said with sex filling his voice.

Stiles eagerly nodded his head, “Yes. Yes. Yes. Please, fill me up. I'm so ready.” Derek doesn't even respond, he holds his hand up to Stiles’ mouth. Stiles immediately puts the fingers in his mouth and sucks on them. He moans around them as he coats them in saliva. Once Derek felt like they were wet enough he wrapped them around his cock and slicks himself up. “Please. Please. Please,” Stiles tries to moan quietly.

Derek uses his other free hand to pull Stiles in for a kiss, “Patience baby.” Stiles whines pitifully before letting out a silent scream as Derek roughly enters him. Stiles' hands wrap around Derek's neck as he starts bouncing on Derek's cock. Derek was groaning as he thrust up to meet Stiles. They knew they wouldn't last long, both pent up even though they spent the entire morning in bed.

“Uh uh uh.”

“Ugh, baby.”

“Fuck me harder, I'm so close.”

Derek grabs Stiles’ hips in both hands and used his Alpha strength to fuck into Stiles. Stiles thanked the universe that no one parked near them, if someone had they would see the Camaro rocking up and down and hear skin slapping against each other, not to mention the not-so-quiet moans coming from both men. “God baby, I could fuck you all day.”

Stiles whined happily at the comment. “I want you too, oh how I want you too. I'm close; please touch me,” he moaned as he picked up the pace. The two couldn't contain the noises that slipped through their mouths. Derek wrapped a hand around Stiles’ perfect little cock and started moving his hand up and down, focusing on letting Stiles cum first. It's his perfect little mate riding his cock; he always gets to cum first.

“Come on baby, I want to see you cum. I know you can do it,” Derek groaned as Stiles squeezed around him. Derek knew he wasn't going to last long so he needed to work fast to help Stiles.

“Oh my God, oh my god.” Stiles screamed as his jizz sprayed against his chest and chin. Derek wishes he could spend every day watching Stiles look this debauched, it’s heavenly to him. Stiles clenches tightly around Derek’s dick as he rides out his high. The older man almost howls at the pleasure. Derek releases Stiles’ cock and forcefully grips Stiles’s hips and fucks into him hard and fast chasing his pleasure. His fangs pop out, and he feels close to shifting but by sheer luck, he keeps himself in check as he cums deep inside Stiles.

The two rest against one another as they catch their breath. Derek chuckles and he rubs Stiles’ thighs in a gentle motion, “God baby, how are you always so good? I can never get over how tight you are despite how much I use your hole.” If Stiles wasn’t on a high, he would have blushed at how dirty Derek talks.

“I really don’t want to go to the movie anymore. I want to go home and cuddle with you,” Stiles says into Derek’s neck. He knows they can’t bail because the whole point of the get-together was to mess with Paige. He pulls back from Derek’s neck and places a kiss on his lips, he looks down at his shirt and sees his cum was all over his shirt. “Why didn’t I take this off? It’s a mess, people are going to know what we were doing.”

“Isn’t that what we want? For Paige to see that we are together?” Derek says as he cups Stiles’ face and licks Stiles’ jizz off his chin. “I want everyone to see how I’ve ruined you.” Stiles couldn’t help the laugh that slipped past his lips.

“You Mr. Alpha only think with your knot which thankfully isn’t stuck in my ass because we are cutting it close on time.”

“I wanted to but I can’t stand the thought of you getting upset with me. I know how badly you want to see this movie again.” Derek said with a small pout on his face.

“Damn right, I love you so much. I’m so lucky to have someone treat me so well.” Stiles nuzzled against Derek’s cheek.

“You only deserve the best sunshine.”

Derek carefully pulls out of Stiles; he watches mesmerized as his cum drips down Stiles’ thighs. Stiles grumbles and tries to cover Derek’s eyes but of course, Derek overpowers Stiles so he can watch the fluid leak out of his perfect little mate.

Stiles carefully pulls his pants up, “I should head inside and go clean up.”

Derek looks over at him with a sly smirk, he is immensely proud of the mess he made of Stiles. “I wish you didn’t clean up anything. I want all of Beacon Hills to see who you belong to.”

"Are you coming with me? While I’m in the bathroom will you go buy me caramel M&M’s? I’m craving them, pretty please?” Stiles says as he gives Derek his best puppy dog eyes. Derek can’t help but lean over and place a kiss on Stiles’ lips.

“Baby I would get you the moon if you asked.”

“I know you would.”

“Hi, Derek. How are you?” Paige asks excitedly, she got to the movie early in hopes of talking to Derek about her feelings. She could jump for joy because Stiles wasn’t there. She didn’t want to jinx it so she was not going to open her mouth about where he was.

“Hey Paige, I’m doing good. Are you excited to see the movie?” He says as he looks around for Stiles, the twenty-two-year-old shoved him towards the concessions while he ran towards the bathroom to clean up. Derek wishes he could have helped Stiles clean up the mess that was leaking out of him.

“I have to be honest, I’m not super into Marvel but I’m open to watching it.”

“Wow, I’m surprised you came. Do you like DC more than Marvel?”

“Nah, I’m not really into either of those things.”

“I see, this pretty good movie but there are a few scenes that I can’t remember,” Derek says, he remembers going to the theaters a few weeks ago but spent a good amount of time making out with Stiles.

“That’s good. Do we have our seats? I think the theater is open.” Paige says as she steps closer to Derek. Derek almost rolls his eyes but knows Stiles would be so upset if he ruined this.

“Yeah, we have assigned seats, we can start heading over,” he says as he gets even closer to her. Paige reaches out to put her hand on Derek’s arm but Stiles comes running and shoves in between them so he can put his hand on Derek’s arm.

“Sorry, I’m late. I got a bit messy earlier.” Stiles says with a sly smirk. Paige rolls her eyes and scoffs, of course, this dumb twink has to ruin Derek’s and Paige’s special moment. “I have the tickets. Our seats are F 4,5,6.”

Paige will do whatever it takes to sit with Derek, she’ll even shove Stiles if she has to. Stiles goes to the worker and scans the tickets, the three walk into the theater and go up the stairs to section F. Paige sits down first and assumes Derek is going to sit down next to her since he’s standing in front of the seat but Stiles snags the spot. Paige is seething, she couldn’t even sit next to Derek because of the idiot.

Stiles seems completely oblivious as he starts munching on the popcorn. “Want any Paige?” Paige doesn’t look at him, just shakes her head no. Stiles shrugs and shares with Derek. Halfway through the movie, Paige gets super cold. She wishes she had Derek’s jacket to warm her up. As she thinks that Derek shrugs out of his jacket and wraps it around Stiles. She sighs loudly and rubs her hands up and down her arms.

She almost gets up and screams when she sees Derek’s hand on Stiles’ thigh, it’s supposed to be her thigh that Derek rests his hand on. Stiles is so pathetic; he always has to touch Derek or have Derek touch him.

Paige is beyond grateful to see that the movie is over. She stood up with the two and may have slightly shoved Stiles to get closer to Derek. Since Stiles has two left legs he trips and falls to the floor. Derek doesn’t realize what’s happening fast enough so he can’t catch him. Stiles falls face first; he lifts his head and there’s blood leaking from his lip. He busted his lip from the force of the fall. Derek lets out a low growl and flashes his scarlet eyes.

“What did you do?” Derek grumbles while looking at Paige. She holds her hands up in surrender.

“I didn’t do anything. I was trying to walk out and I must have accidentally run into him.” Paige notices Stiles wiping the blood away from his lip.

“I’m fine Derek. It was all an accident.” Derek relaxes at Stiles’ comment and helps him up.

“I’m going to take him home. Goodbye, Paige. Be sure to watch where you’re going next time.” Derek says harshly. Paige nods her head quickly, feeling ashamed of her actions.

“Okay. Sounds good. I’m sorry Stiles, that wasn’t my intention. I hope you’re okay.” She says this even though she could care less that she hurt Stiles. Stiles nods at her and lets Derek lead him away, his arm wrapped tightly around Stiles.

She waves at the two and walks away feeling down. She takes some time to think to herself, if she were to spend some time with Derek then she could explain everything. Tonight would have been perfect if Stiles wasn’t there but it’s fine because she knew exactly what to do.

+1 The Day it All Came Crashing Down

Today was the day Paige was finally going to tell Derek she had feelings for him. She walks up the steps to the house and knocks on the door. She waits a few seconds and gets no response but she knows Derek is there since his Camaro is sitting in the driveway. She even notices Stiles' hunk of junk Jeep parked right next to it. She knocks again before taking a step back.

She tries listening to see if she hears them moving around the house but all she can hear is something slamming into the wall and loud moaning. She wonders who is doing all of that, maybe Stiles has a partner and brought them back home. She doesn't know and doesn't care.

After knocking one more time the door swings open but instead of it being the person she wanted, it's Stiles. Stiles looks… disheveled to say the least, the shirt he has on is backward and far too big for him. His hair is a mess, it looks as if it's been pulled and tugged on. “Can I help you?” Stiles asks while smirking down at Paige.

Paige nods her head, “Is Derek here? I'd like to talk to him.”

Stiles huffs out a laugh, “He's here but he's resting right now.”

Paige gives Stiles a confused look, “Is there any way you can get him to come down here? I only need a few minutes.”

This time Stiles let out a huge laugh and shook his head, “No. No can do.”

Paige flushes in anger, “Why not? Can't you wake him up? This is important.”

Stiles places a hand on her shoulder. “Honey, he just spent the last three hours fucking me nonstop. Like I said, he's resting right now,” he said in a sly voice. Paige let out a gasp and stepped back. She looks Stiles up and down and notices he has bruises and bite marks all over his body, he's only wearing a big shirt that has to be Derek's.

“...I thought you guys were only friends?” She whispers. Her heart feels like it's shattering.

“Baby, we haven't been just friends in a long time. Since before you came around, we had already been together for many years. I'm surprised you didn't notice, we were quite obvious. I think you're just blind to the obvious,” Stiles says as he leans against the door frame.

“But I thought,” She pitifully says. She feels tears well in her eyes. “I thought he liked me. Why is he so sweet to me?”

Stiles rolled his eyes at her. “He was being kind to you, don't mistake his kindness for love. I think we both know that Derek is a good man.”

Paige gasped feeling outraged, “You never know, he may be fucking you because you're an easy slut. He might like me.”

“Hmmm, that doesn't seem likely. We've known each other for years; we have wanted to be together since the day we met but I wasn't of age yet. The day I turned 18 was the day our relationship started. That was 4 years ago. And can I just say to top everything off, he's quite literally obsessed with me. Maybe I am an easy slut but I'm only an easy slut for him.”

Paige scoffs, “You’re still a child, you know nothing about love.”

“Sweetie, I may be younger but that doesn’t mean I don't know what love is. You sound a bit desperate.”

“I do not. I simply do not believe he loves you.”

“Well that doesn't matter to me because I know I'm going to be the one he fucks for the rest of our lives,” Stiles says as he holds up his hand. Resting on his ring finger is a massive white oval diamond engagement ring. Paige feels her heart drop to her stomach.

Stiles lets out a hum before saying, “Between you and me, I think it's time for me to go back to him and bounce on his cock. He REALLY likes it when I ride him. He becomes unhinged, it's like there's nothing in the world he'd rather be doing than fucking me into oblivion. I bet you wish you could see his face when he cums, it's heavenly. Oh and don't even get me started on the marks he leaves on my body, bruises and bitemarks everywhere. Even though it's been nonstop for 3 hours we're not done celebrating the happy occasion.”  Paige stands there dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what Stiles said.

“In case it wasn't clear, it's me who gets him, it's me who he gets to fuck day and night, it's ME that he desires. Whatever you thought you had was never real. I can't get over how all this time you were wrong. You created a love story that would never come true. Your prince has already found his happily ever after.”

Paige goes to speak but is interrupted. “BABY! Stiles! Come back. I told you I wasn't done with you. Get up here, I’m dying to fuck that ass of yours, wanna knot you,” Derek growls. Stiles smirks and winks at Paige, who is standing as still as a statue.

“Coming my love!” he hollers back. He turns to Paige, “You heard the man, I'm needed. I'm missing his dick, I feel like I need it in me right now.” With that, he shuts the door and rushes back to his fiancé.

He could hear her sobbing. He should feel bad but she was trying to come for his man. Even though she never had a chance with Derek, it drove him crazy. Derek and Stiles were destined to be together. Nothing would ever come in their way to tear them apart.

Paige stands there crying on their doorstep until she hears moaning and groaning from the couple. “Oh my God, right there Der, right there,” Stiles moans as Derek fucks into his tight heat. If Paige thinks he's a slut, then he'll act like a slut, but only for Derek.

Derek gasps, “Baby, I know I can heal but you're really tearing up my back. I can feel the claw marks you’re leaving. Am I fucking you so good that you have to hang on so tight to me? Should I go a bit harder? Show you what is like to let an Alpha fuck you.” Paige goes silent, she hears the bedframe continuously hit the wall. “Oh sunshine, I love you so fucking much. You're all I've ever wanted, I’m so glad you're mine. I'm going to show you just how much I love you. You'll never feel empty, going to fuck you so much, keep you plugged up with my seed.”

Stiles couldn't say anything due to the wanton moans slipping out his mouth, the pleasure he's feeling is leaving him speechless. Paige can hear the couple picking up the pace, chasing the pleasure. All that can be heard are their moaning and the sound of skin slapping and squelching against one another. 

Paige runs down the steps and promises herself to never step foot into these woods again. 

Fin.