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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Derek_Hale, Stiles_Stilinski, Isaac_Lahey
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Mama_Stilinski_Feels, scott's_a_crap_friend, Issac_and_Stiles
      are_my_broTP
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-02-25 Words: 3196
****** Cake baking and Love Making ******
by Captainwhovian_(CaptainEdgarOfTheHole)
Summary
     After Scott bail on him Stiles skips school to see his mother on her
     birthday. Isaac worried about him follows and convinces Stiles to
     bake a cake and it lead to Stiles and Derek sharing a kiss.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Scott is officially the worst friend ever.
 
“It’s just, she wants to talk about us” Scott says and Stiles just stares at
his ‘best’ friend.
“Seriously?” he asks frowning, did Scott forget why they were having this
‘bonding’ time or did he just not care anymore. Stiles understands that Allison
is important to Scott and that but he thought that today of all days Scott
would put him first.
“Yeah I know man I’m as surprised as you are, I thought she may never take me
back” Scott says oblivious to what Stiles was actually gaping about. “Anyway I
gotta go, I’ll see you later. We’ll reschedule I promise man”
Reschedule. He wants to reschedule distracting Stiles from the fact that it was
his mother’s birthday. Thinking about it made Stiles angry, livid even. Scott
was there when his mother had been around, he sat there with Stiles listening
to her sing as she cooked dinner, Scott was there when she would help them
build a fort, he was there when she would help them with their homework, he was
there when they found out she had cancer and he was there when she finally –
after months of agonising pain – passed away. How could he so easily forget all
that!
Stiles shoved his books back into his locker no longer feeling up to Math.
Instead he walked out to his jeep and set off towards the one place he normally
avoided on this day, the cemetery.
Getting out of the car Stiles walked through the rows of headstones till he
came to the one he was looking for.
“Mum” Stiles sighed dropping down next to the headstone. “I’m sorry; I know I
don’t visit you much. I always was kinda a shit son; I know I never made you
proud. I wish you were here, you always knew what to say and what to do, you
made things better” Stiles was breathing heavily tears welling up in his eyes.
He sat there for a long time trying to calm down.
“Stiles?” The boy looked up to find the familiar face of Isaac frowning at him.
“Look if your here to threaten me or hit me with a piece of my own care could
you come back tomorrow. I’m not in the mood for werewolf bullshit, not today”
“Um... I... I followed you cause... I was listening to the conversation you had
with Scott and I could smell your anger and distress” Isaac says
uncharacteristically nervous. Isaac wasn’t as much of an ass now days, he was
quieter and less creepy but he had never showed any indication that he actually
cared about anyone especially Stiles.
“Why do you care?” Stiles asks a little more viciously then he intended.
“Because you care” Isaac responds much to Stiles’ confusion. “When I was
arrested you didn’t even know me but you still came to help or that night in
the rave when we had Jackson drugged in that chair you were making sure we were
okay, like even though you knew I would heal you were concerned after Jackson
almost broke my arm, you wouldn’t let anyone else get close to him after that
instead you were the one to approach him and your dad told me that it was you
who convinced them to let me stay with Derek. You’ve always cared about
everyone else this is just me letting you know that we care about you too”
Stiles just stares at the young wolf for a minute before smiling his signature
goofy smile
“Aww your just a big ol softy aren’t ya”
“Shut up”
“You can be softywolf and Derek can be sourwolf”
“I’ll kill you”
“You’ll make such a cute team”
“This is what I get for being nice” Isaac mutters sitting down next to the
other boy.
“It’s her birthday” Stiles states looking at the headstone
“We should bake a cake”
“What?”
“We should bake a cake, to celebrate her birthday. It’s what I do for my
brother every year... Well the years when my dad would let me” Stiles glances
at the boy next to him seeing the insecure, scared boy who just wanted his dads
approval instead of the over confident, uncaring werewolf that had threatened
him and his friends a few weeks ago. He much preferred this Isaac, even if only
for the fact that he wasn’t being physically assaulted. That was always such a
downer.
“Alright, Lets go then but we are cooking it at your place, if my dad sees the
cake he will think of it as a free pass to eat all the junk food he wants”
Stiles says pulling himself to his feet and holding a hand out to Isaac. Isaac
looked at him for a second trying to size up his emotions but the human was
giving nothing away. In the end he gave up trying to suss out the kid and took
the offered hand.
“Okay but if Derek kills us it was your idea”
“Isaac scare of the big bad wolf” Stiles teases earning himself a shove
“You know you’re scared of him too!” He defends and Stiles just purses his
lips. Recently he was actually finding Derek more hot than intimidating – which
brought with it a whole new type of fear – but it was hardly Stiles’ fault what
with Derek looking the way he does and Stiles figuring out that he’s not really
on the vagina bandwagon. All that pining after Lydia had turned out to be a way
to avoid his gay crises; it had worked until Shirtless Derek kept appearing in
his jerk off fantasies. After it happened a few times Stiles had done a little
experimenting, first by himself and then with a guy James that one of his drag
queen friends had set him up with. They had only gone out a few times before
James invited Stiles up to his room. The sex had been good, great even but
Stiles had called out Derek’s name and before he knew it he was being shoved
out the door and told to never come back. Which if he’s being completely honest
is pretty fair. He decided that until he could get over his little... Crush he
wouldn’t be trying that again instead he just invested in a good ... Aid and
worked things out himself. Stiles shakes away the train of thought before they
take a turn for the dirty instead opening the door to the Jeep and leaning over
to unlock the passenger side door for Isaac.
 
 
The drive to Derek’s was quick Isaac telling Stiles about how coach Finstock
made Greenberg list all the states in America pressuring him to finish it
quicker to the point where Greenberg cried. Stiles laughed as he parked the car
alongside Derek’s precious Camaro. Derek appeared on the front porch the second
the boys feet touched the ground
“What are you both doing out of school?” Derek asks gruffly
“We’re going to bake a cake” Isaac replies heading to the house Stiles trailing
behind him a little
“Well that cleared that up” Derek says sarcastically, glaring at the two boys.
Isaac sighs pausing in the doorway.
“We’re baking a cake for the same reason I baked that cake last month” Derek
frowns for a second then realisation dawns on him and his gaze settles on
Stiles. Stiles shifts uncomfortable under his knowing gaze.
“Fine but I’ll help, last time you got batter on the ceiling and the cake
bounced” Stiles smiles at the image of Derek cleaning cake batter off the
ceiling. Then he imagined Derek cleaning cake batter off of Stiles, licking the
batter off his stomach and continuing lower. ShitStiles thinks so not the time
to be thinking about this he bites his lip and follows Isaac inside trying to
expel the image of Derek and cake batter from his mind.
It took them 20 minutes to figure out that this was quite possibly the worst
idea they ever had. Stiles was sitting on the counter flour covering him from
head to toe and egg yolk drying in his hair, Isaac was staring dismayed at his
failed lumpy attempt at a cake and Derek was leaning next to stiles trying to
clean off the batter that stiles had poured over his head.
“I hate you both” Derek growls making Stiles laugh “I thought you did this
every year how can you be this bad at baking”
“Making it from scratch is hard!” Isaac exclaims indignantly “I use to just
make it from one of those packet things! Add some milk, mix it, stick it in the
oven and done!” Stiles laughs harder and Isaac can’t help but join in, even
Derek cracked a smile. The laughter was interrupted by the ring of Isaac’s
phone he grinned once more then stepped outside to answer it. Derek turned his
head slightly to look at stiles from head to toe in a way that made Stiles
shiver, those thought from earlier coming back full force.
“You feeling better?” Derek asks hesitantly. Stiles considers his response
carefully, nothing could ever make this day easy or good but maybe this was
just what he needed to at least get through it.
“Yeah, this helped. It was the worst plan ever but it helped”
“Good” Stiles’ grin got wider and he looked over at Derek properly
“Aw look the sour wolf does care! Be careful or you might earn Isaacs position
as softywolf and then who would we have to glare and scowl at us for being
idiots” Derek just shook his head and pushed himself away from the counter
heading over to the sink to dump the now ruined washer into the bin there.
“If I’m sourwolf and Isaac’s softywolf what’s Scott?” Stiles’ grin fades at the
mention of his best friend and his scent turns sour “What’s wrong? What
happened?” Derek asks his signature scowl back in place as he strides back over
to Stiles standing just in-front of him
“Just you know... Scott being, well Scott. Always thinking about Allison and
not care about anyone else. I mean it’s kind of fair I got the guy turned into
a werewolf the least I can do is let him go after the girl of his dreams but it
just sucks that it had to be today” Stiles rambles only half making sense,
Derek’s scowl – if possible – gets even deeper and he lifts the younger boys
head up to look him in the eyes
“Stiles what happened to Scott was not your fault”
“I was the one to drag him into the forest-“
“No” Derek interrupts forcefully “If you want to blame someone blame Peter,
biting someone without their permission is forbidden, he was the one who fuck
up he was the one who did this to Scott” Stiles nodded slightly staring into
Derek’s beautiful blue eyes, neither of the two noticed how close they had
gotten till there was mere centimetres between their lips. Stiles’ gaze
flittered for a second to Derek’s lips before he surged forward kissing Derek.
Derek was frozen for all of 3 seconds before he pushed forwards taking control
of the once sweet kiss. Dragging his tongue across Stiles’ bottom lip he asked
for entrance which Stiles gladly gave opening his legs for Derek to slide
between bringing them closer. The kiss was long both boys pulling away panting
for breath. Stiles was about to comment on just how awesome that kiss was when
suddenly he was in the kitchen alone, Stiles looked around confused. Had Derek
just taken off? Was he coming back? Was it the kiss? Did he not want that? What
the hell just happened? All these questions ran through his mind as he jumped
off the counter ready to go find Derek and get some answers when Isaac came
back into the room
“Sorry that was Ally we were supposed to be going on a date tonight but I can
cancel if you want?” Isaac asks giving Stiles a reassuring smile
“No man I’ll be fine go woo your girl” Stiles responds actually meaning it for
once. Ally was a nice girl and when he found out that the two were dating he
was happy that Isaac would finally have something good in his life maybe it
would mellow him out a bit – which it did –.
“Okay but call if you need anything” Isaac says and Stiles wonders how much
change in one day, he reaches up to his can mouth touching his slightly swollen
lip and he’s not sure if they just changed for the better.
“Hey before I go do you know where Derek went?”
“He just came out and said he had to run an errand and not to disturb him why?”
Isaac narrows his eyes at Stiles “What happened?” Stiles shifts nervously
“What do you mean? Nothing happened why would you think anything happened? Well
good luck on your date, I gotta run see you! Bye!” Stiles gets out all in one
breath before he sprints for his car and hightails it out of there.
 
-
 
Stiles has been lying on his bed for 2 hour now trying not to think about what
happened with Derek. Trying not to remember how soft his lips had been or the
way his stubble had grazed stiles’ skin. He tried not to think about how
perfectly Derek had fitted between his legs like he belonged there. Stiles
groaned, this was not working and now he had a problem that he didn’t
particularly want to deal with. He pulled himself up from his bed grabbing his
towel from the chair he had flung it over and set off to have a cold shower.
Stiles could have only been in the shower 5 minutes when the door burst open
“Oh holy Jesus Mary and fucking Joseph! What the hell Dude!” Stiles shouts as
Derek stalks towards the shower “Have you heard of privacy” he screeches as
Derek pulls open the shower door a little more forcefully then necessary
“Stiles” He growls and his tone sends blood rushing to Stiles’ dick, Derek
steps into the shower pushing stiles up against the wall “God you have no idea
what you do to me” Derek basically purrs into Stiles’ ear “The way you looked
today sitting on that counter-“ Stiles moans as Derek begins to suck a mark
into his neck “I could have taken you right there and then”
“I wouldn’t have complained” Stiles gets out before moaning again
“No but you should cause god Stiles the tings I would do to you if you let me”
Derek groans into Stiles’ ear effectively destroying whatever self control
Stiles has left, The younger boy rolls his hips forward feeling Derek’s own
excitement straining against the tight material of Derek’s now soaking Jeans.
Derek rolls his hips against Stiles’ once more before taking a step back, for a
second Stiles thinks Derek is going to bolt again but then Derek is peeling off
his wet clothes and dropping them in the corner with a wet slosh. When Derek
pulls off his boxers Stiles can’t help but stare. That was a nice cock, that
was certainly the best cock that Stiles had ever seen – and since he discovered
his liking for the organ he had watched a lot of gay porn – and it was all his.
When Stiles finally looked up from Derek’s magnificent cock he saw the lust and
hunger in Derek’s eyes. Stiles reached out grabbing the wolfs biceps and
pulling him back over into Stiles’ space, Derek wasted no time in Claiming
stiles’ mouth his tongue exploring every inch of it.
“God Derek I need it, I need you!” Stiles moans pushing his hips forward so
their cocks rubbed against each other creating glorious friction
“Lube?” Derek asks pulling away slightly
“Bottom draw, up the back” Stiles answers and Derek disappears for a minute
only to reappear with a bottle of lube that he generously applies to his
fingers. Derek pushes Stiles back up against the wall helping him to wrap his
legs around Derek’s waist
“Ready?” Derek asks circling Stile tight hole
“Yes! God yes!” Stiles gasps and Derek wastes no time in pushing his finger all
the way into stiles earning a groan from the human. Slowly Derek started to
work the finger in and out of Stiles adding another until the boy let out an
impatient whimper
“Come on Derek! This isn’t my first time! I can take it!” he shouts clinging to
Derek for dear life. Derek stops, the hand on Stiles’ thigh tightens
“Who?” he growls dangerously, Stiles bites his lip looking away from Derek
“Stiles! Tell me!”
“It was just a guy you don’t know, James. His name was James but it was only
once and I shouted your name” Stiles blurts out clinging to Derek even tighter
fearing that he may leave.
“Your mine!” Derek says pulling his fingers out only to position something much
larger at Stiles’ hole.
“Yes Derek! Yours all yours!”
“Good” Derek grunts before pushing himself completely into Stiles. Derek waits
for stiles to adjust before he starts up a fast pace. Stiles is a moaning,
whimpering mess beneath him “God Stiles those noises you’re making, you’re
going to drive me crazy with those noises” His thrusts get sharper, thrusting
into stiles with precision. Derek wraps his hand around Stiles’ throbbing cock
pumping him in time with his thrusts.
“Fuck! I- I can’t – Derek! I’m going to- I’m going to come!”
“Come for me” Derek whispers to Stiles and it’s the last straw. He comes hard
shouting Derek’s name at the top of his lungs. The sound of Stiles shouting his
name pushes Derek over the edge shooting his load into the younger male.
After a second Derek pulls out, the two guys leaning against each other
exhausted.
“That was...” Derek starts
“I swear to go if the end of that sentence is ‘a mistake’ I will personally
shoot you with a wolfsbane bullet” Derek chuckles kissing Stiles slowly and
sweetly.
“I was going to say, that was amazing” Stiles grins wrapping his arms around
Derek’s neck digging his head underneath Derek’s Jaw
“Why’d you run? After we kissed earlier” Stiles asks shakily
“Because I thought that maybe you were only kissing me to distract yourself
from what today was” Stiles looks up at Derek desperately trying to convey how
wrong that assumption was, Derek smells Stiles’ desperation  and he leans down
to peck him on the cheek.
“I know, Isaac and Ally found me freaking out at the park and yelled at me that
I was being stupid”
“Remind me to thank them tomorrow” Stiles remarks turning to turn off the water
that had gone cold a while ago – Not that it had been that warm to begin with –
turning back to the werewolf “Your clothes are wet you’ll have to stay the
night” Stiles insists smiling.
“Oh well if you insist” Derek replies pulling Stiles – Still wet – out of the
bathroom and to the bed
“Oh Derek Hale you are going to be the death of me”
End Notes
     I'm sorry for any spelling or punctuation mistakes I don't currently
     have an editor :) hope you still liked it though! if you have any
     ideas for fic's you can send me a message on my tumblr http://
     captainwhovian.tumblr.com/
     P.S. this was my first time writing Smut and feedback is more than
     welcome :D
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