Ain't no rest for the wicked

On your left

Hi

I'm back again with a new chapter! Yeah!

There is smut in this one! Almost the whole first part is smut. So yeah, not your thing? Start reading at; ''Wow is the right word for it, yeah,'' Stiles responds weakly.

Also a warning for a little violence in this chapter!

ENJOY!

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''On your left!'' Derek calls when he bolts past Stiles.

''That's so unfair! You can't start quoting Captain America on me! I need to be at least able to kiss you when you do!'' Stiles yells after his boyfriend. He hears Derek laughing and feels all warm on the inside that Derek is so carefree at the moment.

The Hale's have been with the Hanes pack for two months now, and they have decided to join the pack and to build their own houses in the territory surrounding the main house.

Stiles is over the fucking moon. Derek and Stiles are dating for a month now, and it feels good. Derek, Cora, Malia, and Peter fit in well with the rest of the pack, and Stiles can see how great it is for them to be here, be in a stable pack again, and feel part of something so big again.

Cora and Malia have found work in the city and are talking about going to college next year. Peter is talking about opening an art studio, and Derek is traveling with Stiles whenever he has a job away. Tonight is the full moon, and then the Hale's will be an official part of the pack.

Derek and Stiles started officially dating after a month because Stiles still had some issues with Derek leaving Stiles, and Stiles really didn't want to be left alone ever again. But Derek groveled and let Stiles kick his ass a couple of times, so they are pretty much past it now. They're moving on like grown-ups and shit like that.

Stiles sees Derek run in front of him, uses his magic to run faster before jumping on Derek's back, and tackle him to the ground.

Derek turns around midair, and Stiles ends up straddling Derek. Derek puts his hands on Stiles's hips and does a sit-up to kiss Stiles. And really, this man is unfair! How the hell is Stiles suppose to resist?

He leans into the kiss eagerly before deepening it almost instantly. Their run forgotten and replaced by hungry kisses and groping.

''How fast do you think we can reach your house?'' Stiles asks in between touches and gasps for breath. His voice sounds a little breathless, but he doesn't care.

''How fast can you really run?'' Derek replies with a smirk. Stiles beams at him before sprinting in the direction of the houses. Fuelled by the need to get Derek naked and his magic, he is pretty damn fast.

He hears Derek crashing through the forest behind him but not really gaining any ground on Stiles. Stiles lets out a carefree laugh when he reaches the house first, he opens the door, and Derek barrels through it just seconds after him, panting and his naked chest glinting with sweat.

Stiles darts upstairs to Derek's room and flings himself on the bed. Derek following, and locking the door as soon as he's through it. The look he gives Stiles is pure predatory, and Stiles bites his lip in anticipation. They have been dating for a month, and yes, they have done things. They are both healthy adults, but they haven't had sex yet, not because they didn't want to, but because it seemed fair to take it a little slow, at least after everything they have been through.