Derek finds love in the omega down the hall. That is if he didn't fuck things up with his first impression.
*****

Derek just ran an exasperating hand down his face, this was the fifth time in the last two weeks Aaron had come complaining to him. He was supposed to be on his way home but the kid stopped him outside the building talking his ear off. He never minded being an RA but the last few months were testing his limits.

The young alpha was really looking forward to plopping down on his bed and sleeping for the next few hours. He was thankful he had no classes tomorrow, if only that meant his RA duties were put on hold as well.

Derek knew he was tired, but that didn't mean his senses were off so he knew he wasn't dreaming when smelled someone in his dorm, it was sweet vanilla with a nice cinnamon undertone. It became completely evident when he saw his door wide open. All he could do was throw his head back and look towards the ceiling. Why was this his life? He sensed the water before he saw it, when he made it inside the dorm there was a scrawny kid with droplets of water cascading down his body with only a towel to keep everything covered. The only reason situations like this occurred was because they were some horny kid who had too much to drink and thought their RA would be easy, that was never the case with Derek.

It didn't take long before he realized that the boy was the source of the sweet smell and it was clouding his senses again, leaving room for nothing else to fill his nose.

Nonetheless he decided not to play his game "Whatever you came here for tonight you're not getting. Not only because it's inappropriate but it's highly stupid of you" He said tossing his bag down and sending the boy an unimpressed glare.

"Wha- Di-Did you think I came here for sex or something?"

"Yes. I know you did and-"

And before Derek could finish the kid was exploding, and Derek came to find he was in fact not drunk "You know what? Fuck you, you arrogant alpha. I'll have you know I was just fucking attacked in the locker room by dicks like you, but I guess you're just so irresistible you couldn't smell my literal fear"

Shit. Derek felt stupid, because once he finally let himself concentrate there was a clear underlining scent of fear and anxiety, then the closer he looked the boys hands had been trembling where they held up his towel. He was rushing past him when Derek tried to stop him "H-Hey, I'm sorry d-don't go"

"No I better go, I'd hate for you to think me and my omega hormones would try to seduce you. I'll just keep it to myself next time it happens, thanks"

Nice Derek.

*****

Derek sat at his lunch spot with Erica the next day recounting the previous night. Part of him wanted someone to tell him he wasn't the real bad guy, but he knew that was a long shot "I can say that was kinda douche-y of you" Derek sighed, of course he knew that "So why don't you just find the kid and apologize?"

"I don't know who he is. There are eighty kids on my floor. I'm not just gonna go door to door"

She shrugged, stabbing for more salad "Well until you find him there's nothing you can really do now is there? Except for maybe not be an ass"

He just rolled his eyes, not really hungry for his sandwich anymore "Where's Boyd?"

"He missed a test, stayed after to make It up. He should be here soon"

He didn't really catch a break until about a week later. He was leaving for class when he happened to see the boy in the towel. Not particularly wanting another bad encounter he hid around the wall, watching them. He was talking to a kid with tan skin and a crooked jaw, they were laughing about something as he struggled to unlock the door. Derek waited for them to retreat inside before he scrambled to the door quickly taking down the room number. B427

That night after dropping his work off to his dorm Derek found himself stalking down the hall to the room he saw the boy disappear into earlier. He knocked three times, maybe too soft because he hadn't answered for a minute or two. So Derek did it again, more eager this time.

He opened his door and barely saw Derek's face for a second before he was attempting to close it again. The alpha slid his foot in the quickly closing opening stopping the door in its tracks. He let a rough sigh escape before opening it again "Look, I'm not playing music too loud, there is no alcohol in my room, I'm not throwing any parties and I'm not breaking any rules. What do you need from me?"

"I-I just wanted to apologize"

"Great. Wanna get out of my doorway?"

"D-Doesn't really seem like you forgive me" Derek responded dumbly.

"I don't, it's not actually required for an apology" He didn't even let Derek open his mouth before he was speaking "I have a test to cram for so I'm gonna go now" and with that the doorway closed in his face.

*****

Derek laid in bed the next morning staring at the ceiling. He couldn't figure out why he wanted the kid to accept his policy so bad. Derek should've just been able to drop it,he didn't even know him. Even worse he couldn't figure out why, even through layers of thick walls, he could still smell the kid.

He had used his RA roster to find that that the kid in B427 was M. Stiles Stilinski. He was a junior who was going to school for psychology and criminal behavior. His emergency contact consisted of three people: a Scott McCall, Melissa McCall, and a Noah Stilinski. He was from a town called Beacon Hills that wasn't too far away.

He wasn't sure how his new found information could help but he stored it to memory anyways.

Done with his only class of the day he took a trip to the dining hall. His plate was half full when he caught whiff of Stiles. He jerked his head up looking frantically throughout the room but he came up empty. What he did find was on the end of the scent trail was the kid who was with Stiles only a few days ago.

Disregarding the line he grabbed his tray bypassing everyone and met up with the kid. He wondered why Stiles' scent was all over him, because the closer he got the stronger it was. Was he his boyfriend? Friend with benefit? Should he feel threatened?

Not wanting to jump to conclusions he started as calmly as he could "Hey"

He looked up registering that he was there before continuing "Sup"

"You're uh, you're friends with Stiles right?"

"Yeah you know him?" he continued slapping food on his tray.

"I'm uh-" he scratched nervously at the back of his neck "I'm Derek Hale"

He nodded understandingly "The RA"

"So you've heard about me?"

"Oh yeah. Names Scott. Stiles' best friend"

"Look I didn't mean to-"

"I'm sure you didn't. Stiles just... being an omega is a sensitive subject for him. He's always gotten treated like trash because of it, especially by... alphas. It drives him crazy that a title determines how people treat him" Derek didn't think he could feel any worse "He called me that night. I guess some alphas had pulled him from the showers, they forced him to shift and he didn't really tell me the rest. I live in an apartment on the outside of campus so I couldn't help him, I've always been there. He was just scared man" Scratch that, Derek felt like a piece of shit.

"Do... Well do you think you could help me make it up to him?"

"Why are you pushing this so hard? I mean you don't even know him"

Derek didn't want to bring up the unexplainable bond he felt towards Stiles, or the way his scent could bring him to his knees. He just shrugged thinking of an excuse "He didn't deserve that. I was having a bad night and he just needed help I'm his RA I was supposed to help. P-Plus he seems like a nice kid"

"Yeah-yeah he is. Unfortunately I'm not sure how I could help you, he's kinda fixed on you being a dick" Derek threw his head back with an aggravated sigh "I'm sorry dude. Look, Stiles may be stubborn but he has been known to break I mean everyone has a breaking point. Just show him you're not going to leave until he accepts your apology"

He took his tray with a "Thanks any way" and went on his way.

The next few weeks consisted of about three apologies. First it was a card which Derek is pretty sure he saw ripped up at the bottom of the trash shoot. Then there was an edible arrangement he left outside Stiles' door. It took Derek coming home to fruit flies to find Stiles had left it in the hallway.

The last apology came during winter break. Derek was sure he had mentally given up  when he was coming back from dropping Boyd at the airport.

There were a few stragglers left in the dorm building as Derek expected, but what he hadn't expected was for Stiles' room door to be wide open his leg was bouncing up and down as a pencil hung between his lips. Derek stared, patiently fighting himself on whether or not he should go in. Stiles had made it clear twice before that he wasn't particularly fond of Derek. But there was a feeling of want and approval in him that could only be filled by Stiles.

He took a long breath, already feeling exhausted, and he leaned against the door frame offering a knock. Stiles' head snapped up, and he instantly let it fall back to the task in front of him, so Derek began "I uh-" he cleared his throat stepping farther into the room, maybe he could try reaching him on a personal level "I never really wanted to be an alpha. I always thought, mentally at least, Omegas were the strongest"

Stiles just scoffed in return. Derek swore he heard him mumble something about bullshit.

"You don't have to believe me. But Omegas face so much, so so much and still go on. I mean you're pretty tough. I want you to know I'm not some dick alpha who thinks omegas are just for breeding or some shit, I was just caught off guard. You know? You. Naked. In my room. I guess my point is supposed to be that you didn't deserve the way I treated you regardless of what you are, and I shouldn't have acted the way I did because my day was shitty. I really am sorry" he rose from the bed and walked for the door before he remembered something. Boyd's mom was on the school board and was able to help him. He pulled a slip of paper from his pocket and slid it onto the young omegas desk.

"W-What's this?" he asked, shocking Derek. It was the first time he had really heard his voice with no heat or anger in it.

"I did some digging and I found the guys who attacked you that night in the shower"

"How?"

"Security cameras come in handy. I uh didn't know if you wanted names or not, but it's there when you want to know" he smiled. Derek remembered not being able to finish the video because he had shifted ten seconds into it. Alphas were not meant to unnecessarily over power others "I would... I would really like to start over. When you're ready. Enjoy your break Stiles"

Breakthrough. Derek considered it a win.

*****

This was not Derek's day. He currently stood at the cash register in the school cafe. He never carried change on him, just a few dollars. He was rethinking that logic as he frantically searched for the last 75 cents of his payment. He was lucky he had the patient cashier and not the rude guy from last week. He was about to search through his backpack when an arm swept forward holding a dollar bill "Keep the change" He turned to see Stiles pushing his glasses up his face and clutching an energy drink with one hand, and extending the other towards the RA "Hi, I'm Stiles" Derek stared for a moment before it registered.

They were starting over.

"I'm... I'm Derek" He shook his hand back. It occurred to him that this was the first time they had touched, the first time he was closer than an arm's length to him "Thanks for that" Stiles shrugged moving past him to pay for his drink.

"I gotta get to work, but I'll see you around"

"Yeah. See you around"

Derek broke that afternoon. He laid in bed, after hours and stroked his hard cock thinking of pink puckered lips and whiskey brown eyes. He could almost feel Stiles' breath on his neck and he dug his heels into the fluff of his mattress. He came with the shout of Stiles' name, and red alpha eyes. He couldn't help himself really. From the second he saw Stiles in his room to this very second just the thought of him had Derek shaking in his own skin.

Derek brought his hand up to smooth out his shirt. He was standing in front of Stiles' dorm room trying and failing to hang out with the kid. This wasn't like the times before, no this time Stiles didn't hate Derek. He wouldn't slam the door in his face the instant he saw who was on the other side.

Finally he knocked.

Then the door was swinging open to reveal Stiles in pajamas and a book in his hand "Hey Derek. Everything okay?"

"Yeah. I uh- well it's winter break and I thought, ya know since half the school was out you didn't have plans"

"Nope. Just me and my book"

"Right. Well, you enjoy that then" he was cursing himself and turning to walk away when Stiles spoke again, this time with a little chuckle in his voice.

"Derek?"

"Hmm?"

"Would you like to get something to eat? The dining hall usually serves better food since there aren't as many kids around"

"O-Okay"

"Alright, let me get ready and I'll meet you downstairs" He turned taking his shirt off and Derek caught sight of a happy trail leading straight into Stiles' pj's and Derek stored it to memory--he would need it later.

His fingers twitched nervously against his thigh as he waited for Stiles. He couldn't be more happy that Stiles had made a move or Derek would be in his dorm eating stale popcorn and watching the hallmark channel. He couldn't explain why but every time he got within meters of the omegas scent he was babbling and incoherent.

He had heard of mates before, but as their kind evolved they became less and less of a tradition. It was rare for an alpha to mate now, and if it did happen they were the lucky ones who knew it was real. Derek liked to think this is what a mate would feel like. He had dated before, he was sure he loved Paige before she died, then he met Kate and thought maybe he loved her until she tried to kill his family. Then there was Jennifer who only wanted the Hale last name, but Derek never really thought they would make it.

But Stiles, he was different. They hadn't even had a real conversation and he knew he was different. His smile, his eyes, the subtle way he was humble but confident.

His inner monologue was put on pause when he heard the familiar creak of the building door opening "You look great" he complimented Stiles.

He looked down scanning his outfit "Really? Thanks. Fun fact; I won this shirt at an Aerosmith concert" he smiled as they began to walk "Well not really won, they shot it out of a t-shirt cannon and the guy who caught it was too drunk to hold on to it. So... finders keepers" Derek pushed his nerves aside and allowed himself to laugh.

The hall was barely a five minute walk from their dorms. The soft orange of the dining hall light illuminated Stiles' face perfectly as he sat comfortable across from Derek.

"So why didn't you go home for break?" He asked.

Derek sighed thinking about the other Hales "My family... they're not exactly what I want to be around right now"

He scooped potatoes into his mouth "Why?"

It was an easy question really. His family was loaded so that left everyone to act above all and snotty "They're... They're judgemental, and their money puts them above everyone. I mean they found out I was going to school for education and suddenly I was a disappointment because I wasn't a lawyer or a designer or a doctor. Teaching is what I love, not buying a new car every six months"

"Wow" he said around a mouthful "Well I think you are doing just fine Derek Hale. As far as I am concerned the money is not half as important as your love for your job. And I commend you for standing up to your family, that's really... really brave"

Derek felt like a dog getting a head pat, Stiles thought he was brave. "So why aren't you home?"

An instant wave of sadness and embarrassment rolled off of him, it made Derek feel sorry for even asking "My mom died when I was eight. My dad practically threw himself into his work after that. I used to go home but he'd barely leave the office to have lunch with me, he says I look too much like her or something" he shrugged "Scott, my best friend, he invites me to go home with him but sometimes I like to give him his time with his mom"

"I-I'm sorry Stiles" Derek really yearned for Stiles now. He wanted to make him whole again, he wanted to see him swollen with his pups. Derek wanted to make a family with him.

"No, no it's okay" he reassured, patting Derek's hand, it sent a shock through him "It's allowed me to get a job and, well it's allowed me to be here with you" Stiles' heart never skipped a beat. Derek smiled taking a bite, letting him enjoy their time together.

They were walking home in the cold later on after some more conversation. Derek couldn't stop himself from staring at Stiles, even out of the corner of his eye. Everything he went on about seemed to make the boy light up.

"I wanted to apologize" he began as they reached his door "I shouldn't have been so rude to you"

"No Stiles, I was the one who should be apologizing"

"You did, plenty of times and I should have let it go. I don't know, after getting treated like you're lower than low so many times it gets old, and I took it out on you"

"How about this, even though I think it is very very unnecessary, I will accept your apology and we will forget about the whole thing"

"Deal"

The rest of the break Derek and Stiles would have dinner every night. Every night he would learn something different and every fact made him want Stiles more. He was allergic to bananas, his favorite color was violet. He liked Lilly's but only during the spring, the rest of the time he enjoyed sunflowers. He still owned a dvd player because he still believed in DVD's, when he was fifteen he decided he was gay after Scott convinced him to sneak into a strip club. He was the last unclaimed omega at his high school and hated it.

The last night of break Stiles had invited Derek over to Scotts. He had grown fond of the beta the last few days since he'd been back and Stiles gotten them all to hang out. Derek was glad Stiles had a friend like him to fall back on.

Stiles was in the kitchen with Scott's girlfriend Alison, a hunter, seemingly arguing over what spices belonged in the Alfredo they were cooking together. He took a sip of his lemonade admiring the perfect view he had of Stiles. He looked good today, well to Derek he always looked good, but today he looked happy and Derek liked to believe he was a small contributor to that.

"So, I see you got him to forgive you" Scott began, plopping down beside him.

"Looks that way"

"He texted me all break about you. He won't let on but he's happy you guys are getting close" Derek shied his head away and took another drink "Am I right to assume you didn't do all this just so he would accept your apology"

"C'mon Scott-"

"Derek. You've been staring at him all night, I mean unless you were looking at Alison" he accused playfully.

Derek let his blush spread further as he leaned over "I- What would I even say?"

"Dude. Have you never asked someone out before?"

"I've never felt this way about anyone before"

Scott looked between his best friend and Derek "Just be real with him"

"Dinner's done" Stiles called.

*****

They said their goodbyes and left's Scott's apartment. Stiles sat comfortably in the passenger seat of Derek's Camaro as the drove back to campus. Derek eyed the omega suspiciously the entire ride waiting for a sign. Something that said he wasn't crazy, something that told him he wasn't alone in his feelings. Other than singing jokingly along to the radio nothing seemed out of the normal.

They walked side by side down the hall, the backs of their hands brushing, practically teasing Derek to grasp it. They reached Derek's room first and he let himself jump right to it "Want to come in? I mean if you're not sleepy or anything, I know your roommate is back"

"Sure" he nodded.

He made himself comfy on the mini sofa in the room as Derek grabbed him a water from the mini fridge that he hid in the corner. He accepted it with a toothy grin and a thank you letting Derek squeeze in beside him.

"Are you alright? I feel like you've been weird since we left Scotts"

Derek cleared his throat swearing that if this went south he had full range to blame Scott and all his advice "Can I tell you something?"

Swallowing a gulp of water he answered "Of course"

He dried his sweaty palms on the surface of his jeans. He needed to do this now "Stiles...I like you, a lot, and not just like a friend"

Stiles ducked his head stifling a laugh. And right then and there Derek felt embarrassed, he felt stupid and was already planning for Stiles to be nothing but a memory when started talking "Not a big secret Der"

"Wha- You knew I had feelings for you?"

"I had my... suspicions. You always smelled nervous around me, and you aren't the most subtle with the way you've been scenting me" Derek laughed at himself and the fact that Stiles hadn't seemed so scared off "Then there's the small fact that despite it mainly being a werewolf college, the walls are not soundproof" Stiles finished with a knowing look.

Derek's eyes grew with realization as he remembered his private times that almost always involved Stiles "Y-You heard me..." Stiles began to nod and giggle to himself as Derek let a blush cover his face "Why didn't you say anything?"

"I had barely started to even tolerate you, and I figured you would tell me when you were ready" he explained before propping his hands up nervously on his legs "S-So you like me huh?"

"I wouldn't exactly use that word"

"Well what would you use?" Derek had an internal argument with himself that Stiles could see clearly on his face "You can tell me"

"I don't want to scare you" the alpha admitted.

He whispered, hanging on to Derek's every word "I won't be. I promise"

"Stiles. You're m-my mate"

"Mate? But I-I thought those died off ages ago"

"They did. I did some research and found out that mates are practically scarced, aside from the few anomalies that arise every generation or so"

Stiles stared into spaced processing everything "We're anomalies"

"It looks that way. Every time I even know you're near, or I can smell your scent my wolf aches and claws trying to surface. He yearns to be close to you, to protect you, the whole time this is happening there's only one word it seems to know... mate" Hesitantly, Stiles reached over to grab Derek's nervous hands "Do you uh... Do you feel anything?"

He cleared his throat, situating himself better on the couch "The night you found me in your room. The real reason you probably couldn't smell anxiety was because everything in your room was calming me down. I really did go there to complain, but as soon as I stepped into your space I was safe. I didn't know who you were all I could tell was that you were an alpha" he stared down at their intertwined hands "So what now?"

"I want this. With you" Derek rushed out.

He whispered, slowly closing the gap between the two "Okay"

Derek wasn't quite sure what he expected the first time he kissed Stiles. He read that kissing your mate was unlike anything a wolf would ever experience in life; They were right. It was the instant their lips touched that the universe appear behind his eyes. It was in that moment it felt like everything aligned.  Stiles moved his supple pink lips in sync with Derek's humming into the kiss and sending a shiver down the Alpha's spine. He tried to hold on for as long as he could. His wolf was teetering at the edge of his skin, then Stiles brushed his tongue against Derek's mouth and he felt himself shift swiftly. He growled into his mouth making Stiles jump a bit.

Derek cursed himself as he pulled away, two minutes into their relationship and he was already scaring his mate "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"Hey it's okay, just shocked me that's all" Stiles reassured as he looked at Derek's beta form. He had extended side burns and fangs poking through his closed mouth. His nails were grown out past his fingertips, so sharp he didn't trust himself to touch his omega.

"No I need to be better with restraint, it's never been my strong suit. It seems to waiver around you"

"You're okay Derek" Stiles placed his long, delicate hands on either side of Derek's face forcing him to look up into the honey brown eyes "How about we just cuddle for now yeah?"

Derek could only offer a nod as Stiles pulled themselves to the bed and laid on his side pulling Derek down behind him. The alpha was more than happy to oblige, placing a tight arm around his middle and burying his face in his neck inhaling the scent of his mate.

******

So Derek had a boyfriend, a hot boyfriend, might he add that lived just down the hall. It wasn't exactly appropriate for an RA to sneak into the other dorms so when Stiles' roommate would be in he was forced back to his own sanctuary just to toss and turn all night. Evidently Stiles felt the same because around 11 he'd watch his bedroom door open and the sweet smell of cinnamon fill the room before there was a body next to him.

Embarrassingly enough  even after two months of dating Derek felt like a school girl. He would fly through class, and help as many kids on his floor just so he could get every second with his omega. It never got old.

One afternoon, when Derek was supposed to be helping Stiles study for an upcoming test he found himself with the omega straddling his waist, and his tongue halfway down his throat. Until Scott was rushing into Stiles' dorm room causing him to fly from the alphas lap quickly detaching their lips with a pop "Well I know why you weren't answering your phone. Hey Derek "

"Knock much?" Derek laughed at his boyfriends embarrassment earning him a slap to the chest.

"Answer your phone and you wouldn't be in this predicament. Are you ready to go?"

"Go where?" Derek asked, not daring to move because of the slowly falling tent in his pants. Without letting him answer Stiles just assured Scott he would meet him downstairs and the young beta left with a goodbye. Stiles slid from his mattress reaching under his bed and pulling out a duffle bag "What's going on?"

"My uh, my heat starts tomorrow. Scott and his girlfriend let me use their spare bedroom for the week"

"Oh" Omegas noses weren't as good as alphas or betas so it was clear when they were searching for a scent. So Stiles sniffed the air undoubtedly smelling the scent of sadness rolling off Derek.

"You're not happy with that?"

"What? No, I am"

"Lie" he answered back. Derek was pulling his shoes on as he watched the wheels turn behind the kids head "You... You wanted to spend my heat with me?" Derek ducked his head away shyly. He was embarrassed to admit that  he wanted to have sex with his boyfriend "I didn't think you were ready, I thought you wanted to wait"

"It's been two months, and I'm a horny wolf who just found his soulmate" he shrugged, standing to wrap his arms around Stiles' middle. His guy followed suit winding his long arms around his neck "Plus I thought you wanted to wait"

"We-" a kiss to the neck "-really need to communicate better"

"So, do you wanna call Scott? Tell him you'll be with me the next week?"

"I'm not spending my heat in your dorm room"

"How does a nice hotel room sound?"

"Sounds like I'm a prostitue" he joked earning a laugh from Derek "-but it sounds good"

*****

They checked into the hotel that night. It was just on the outside of the campus not to far from everyone else.

They sat until almost two in the morning watching tv and raiding the mini fridge. Derek could sit a listen to his boyfriend talk for hours, he almost forgot why they were there.

That was until Stiles gave him a sweet kiss then disappeared into the bathroom promising to be back. Because the young omega wasn't so subtle Derek listened as he heard him undress behind the closed door, not wanting to waste anytime he undressed himself as well. So when Stiles finally emerged from the bathroom they stood there, just staring at each other, basking in the moment. Derek let himself laugh at how silly he felt approaching his boyfriend and walking him to the fluffy queen sized mattress in the middle of the room.

He laid him gently on the bed climbing on top of him. For a moment he just hovered over him, stroking his hair and washing his eyes over his body. Derek had been this close to Stiles plenty of times in the last two months, it was all most of his days consisted of. But now, in this light, it was like he was seeing him for the first time.

"What is it?" Stiles whispered, brushing a hand down his face.

"You're so beautiful"

He let himself softly laugh as he slowly drug Derek down, parting his lips for a kiss. He hummed into the kiss letting Stiles control the pace. Derek wasn't ready to loose control. They went on for a while and they kissed so much Derek was sure Stiles' lips would be red and swollen when they finally chose to come up for air.

Derek had become achingly hard when Stiles finally rutted against him, letting his hips buck forward. Derek let a purr run through his chest earning a small smile from his boyfriend. Needing to take a turn Derek slowly broke the kiss and moved his way to the empty canvas that was Stiles' neck that was sure to be painted with his hickeys later. He sucked a dark mark there while Stiles just rubbed a loving hand up and down his back encouraging him.

Testing the waters he trailed kisses further and further down making sure to cover all of his lover in the sweetest of kisses.

Derek had sensed Stiles the second he emerged from the bathroom. So it came as no surprise when he put his his hand between Stiles' globes and found him slick and wet. He traced his finger teasingly around the hole as he slowly licked a stripe up the young mans hard cock before taking it all in his mouth. He tasted as good as he smelled.

"O-Oh" Stiles moaned.

Derek stopped, replacing his mouth with his hand "Is it okay? Should I s-"

"No, just. Feels good, never had a mouth down there before" he laughed nervously.

Derek ducked his head back down, slightly honored he was the first person to do this to him. By the time Stiles had gotten use to it, he relaxed running a hand though Derek's hair. Finally, feeling bold, he pressed his finger down letting it disappear inside the omega, and the moan that came this time sent shivers down Derek's spine and echoes throughout the room. 

Derek let his head continue to bob up and down swirling his tongue around the tip, letting a third finger work it's way into the equation.

"O-Oh god" Stiles moaned out, digging his head into the pillow "I f-feel...shit... I feel like I should be doing...r-right the-there!... I should be doing something for you" he got out breathlessly.

Derek pulled off with an obscene pop letting his fingers continue working in and out as he looked up to see his boyfriends eyes fluttered shut, and his cheeks painted pink. He was making him feel good, if Derek was in his wolf form his tail would surely be wagging. "You're already doing something for me" he admitted climbing back up his body. Stiles was there, that's all he ever needed.

Their mouths fell together again, more hungry this time. Stiles bit, pulling at the alphas lip as they both exhaled puffs of air "Y-You ready?" Derek asked, pulling back to look in those brown iris'. He nodded in response, not trusting his voice.

Derek pushed slowly against Stiles' entrance slowly letting it envelop him whole until there was nothing left and Stiles was panting. His face was stuck in a wincing expression seemingly getting adjusted to the stretch. Derek waited not wanting to hurt his lover until his expression fell and he was pulling on Derek's hips as an "okay"

He started off with gentle, experimental thrusts at first. Derek's forehead fell to Stiles' shoulder, the feeling was too much for him in the beginning, for the first time ever he didn't know what control was. All he knew was in that moment he needed every bit of Stiles.

He let the omega flip them so he was on top, and Stiles slowly took him apart. He rose and fell giving Derek perfect view of where he got lost inside Stiles. He braced his hands on his chest while his soft curvy hips rode in circles pulling moans from Derek.

Derek, needing some form of control, managed to get himself back on top of his partner. He adjusted himself throwing Stiles' leg over his shoulder to bury himself deeper as he moved his hips in circles. Then Derek knew he finally hit the spot. Stiles clawed at his chest leaving red streaks running down his torso not being able to do anything but moan and hold on. He began to moan his alphas name in a filthy tone that had Derek begin pounding so hard both creatures had glowing eyes.

Derek knew he wasn't going to last long, he went in having the intentions of their first time being short. So when he felt the hot pull growing in his stomach and he knew he was close to finishing, and something else "Oh no" he Derek grunted, but finding no room to stop.

"What's wrong?" Stiles whimpered.

Derek's elongated fangs slowly etched from his gums "It's my knot. I-I need to pu-"

"No Derek. I want it"

"Stiles" he said, thrust becoming less jagged but his orgasm still sat on the surface "Are you sure?"

He bared his neck to Derek "Just claim me alpha"

He threw Stiles' leg down with a growl situating himself back between his legs giving Stiles everything he had left. The next few jolts of his hips were his last as he clamped down on Stiles' shoulder making him whimper. Derek wasn't sure when Stiles came but he looked down to see the white liquid seeping between their bodies.

Then Stiles was moaning again and Derek could just lie there kissing and licking at the mark he just made as his knot pushed through Stiles tying them together.

"How long does this last?" Stiles asked out of breath. Derek's unwillingness to answer told him everything he needed to know "You've never done this before?"

Derek responded nervously "N-No, but I'm happy it's you"

The omega just grinned "I know this probably goes without saying, but I love you. I just thought one of us needed to say it out loud"

Derek relaxed on top of him "I love you too"

~SIX MONTHS LATER~

"Yay Der" Stiles cheered and clapped, posing for another picture "You're a teacher baby, how does it feel?"

"Food will feel good right now, that graduation took forever" Derek had  sat through the excruciatingly long graduation, earned his degree, and was finally able to call himself a teacher "How many photos do you need Stiles?" Derek asked looking at an equally annoyed Scott who was just taking pictures willy nilly.

"Wow. I'm just trying to be proud of my mate and you're complaining"

Derek pulled him into a hug, kissing his cheek lovingly, posing for the first picture all after noon. He was lucky to have him, no matter how annoying he could be. "Happy now? Can we eat?"

"I've got a full meal waiting for you at home big guy" Stiles admitted with a pat to his belly. Derek smiled thinking of their home they had got together just three months ago. They had made the decision since Derek would no longer be staying on campus and Stiles only had a year left of school.

Stiles had pestered Derek about inviting his family to the graduation which only lead to their first really big fight -Derek apologized first- He didn't know why he didn't get it. Stiles was all the family he needed.

No one understood him like Stiles.

No one loved him like Stiles.

He was his anomaly.

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So, should I make a part two where Stiles meets Derek's snotty family?