Chapter 10

Most teens didn't leave Beacon Hills and if they wanted to go to the big city, they'd end up in San Francisco a few hours away. This town was about as small so the chances of running into anybody here was not even something they had to worry about. It was a really awesome idea, so Derek was glad Stiles had thought of it. Getting out of the car, he waited for the other boy, looking around. He usually only went to the comic store here but maybe there was also a gaming store or something. Even better, an arcade.

"Dude! No one wants The Talk twice!" Stiles shivered at the end of that topic then climbed out of his Jeep too before locking it.

"You feel like ice-cream? I always feel like it." Couldn't go wrong with eating that, unless Stiles didn't like ice-cream but who even hated it? The lactose intolerant didn't count since they had their own ice-cream too.

"Yeah! Ice cream! I love ice cream! And all kinds of foods, to be honest. It doesn't show but I can pack away quite a lot," Stiles grinned as he looked around and was satisfied that he didn't see any familiar faces so as he joined Derek behind the Jeep and they started walking down the street, he took his hand and laced their fingers together.

It was such a simple gesture, but it made Stiles' heart beat a bit faster and he looked down at their joined hands for a few moments before looking up into Derek's eyes with a warm, radiant smile.

"What are your favorite flavors?" he asked curious. "And what's your favorite food? And color? And comic book? And superhero? And animal?" Stiles fired off more questions, all excited. There were so many things he didn't know about Derek yet. Getting to know someone 'new' was kinda like a new 'research project' in a manner and Stiles really loved research, so yeah, he was eager to learn. Especially about who Derek Hale was.

Holding hands while walking the streets seemed so normal, so right and probably not seemed like a big deal for others but to them this was huge. Derek too glanced to their joined hands and grinned as they tried to spot a place where they could get some ice-cream. "Oh um, chocolate, mint chocolate chip, cookie dough... But I like all ice-cream to be honest. I always take forever to pick because I want to have tasted all flavors."

The rest of the questions had been fired in rapid succession but he didn't forget what they were and he tried to answer them in the order they were asked. "Pizza, green, X-men, Iron Man, pigs." Oh wow, they had an actual ice-cream shop here so he beamed at Stiles and pulled him along. "You can answer me when we're at a table. My treat. We should order the craziest one they have on the menu." A lot of these stores had like these bowls with every flavor and they'd be able to eat from it both. "Like the biggest!"

He pulled Stiles inside but let the human pick where to sit as the scent of the sweet treats flooded his nose. Derek was a fan already but that was probably because Stiles was with him and he made everything so much better.

Stiles chuckled and nodded eagerly as he led them to a small table in the back corner so they could more or less have their privacy and plopped down on one of the chairs, picking up the menu and handing it over to Derek to look it over while he replied too.

"Nice! We have Iron Man in common. I love the X-men comics too, but I'll have to say Captain America. And for the rest: curly fries, red and canines. Mostly dogs and wolves and foxes. Why pig for you? Oh and my fav ice-cream flavors: chocolate and lemon among many others and love to try out new ones too..." Stiles grinned, immediately studying the bigger bowls sections.

"Oh look! Many of these come with fresh fruits too! Awesome! Let's pick the weirdest!" he suggested, pushing the menu more under Derek's nose.

Ice-cream with fresh fruit. Stiles was already the weirdest but he peered at the menu to study all the options they had to point at a huge banana float for two. "How about that one? Think you can eat all that, Stilinski?" Derek grinned at the other boy. He wasn't that picky about it and would be fine with whatever, even though he wondered if he was going to eat or watch Stiles eat.

"My favorite animal is pig because I love bacon," Derek joked. It was partially true. He really loved bacon but that wasn't why he liked them so much. And he ignored the canine comment, because oh if Stiles only knew! It was probably why Stiles liked Derek and he didn't even realize it. Maybe someday he would know and he'd say ‘awesome’ to that too. "I figured Captain America because you wear a lot of those shirts," he motioned to the shirt Stiles was wearing.

"I'm so busted!" Stiles chuckled on that, because it was true. He owned more than one Captain America T-shirts. Leaning closer to Derek to look at that banana float, he groaned. "Oh yeah, I can totally eat that. I love bananas," he winked at Derek from close, the double-meaning heavy in his voice before he pulled back and waved for the waitress, who headed their way in a few moments after that.

"So... you love pigs because of that? I think I might love you," Stiles snorted and grinned widely because it was both cute and funny. "Bacon is nearly as awesome as coffee. But don't tell my dad, because beacon is not in his diet since it's not good for his heart and arteries," he added and slid his hand on top of Derek's on the table.

"How can I help you?" the waitress got there just then and flashed a smile.

"We'd like the banana float bowl with two spoons and two glasses of water, please," Stiles ordered before Derek could react.

"Good choice. Coming right up," she said then walked off, leaving the boys to themselves. "What else do you want to know about me than you haven't stalked out yet?" Stiles beamed at Derek, letting his thumb rub against the other teen's hand.

"Nah, I like pigs because they're smart and look cute with their big fat bellies. But I love bacon too," the Hale finally said after Stiles ordered and the attention was back on him. Uh, it was kind of hard to concentrate with the attention he was getting, the feeling of the thumb on his skin very distracting. But in a nice way.

"What's your stand on minorities and politics? Are you leaning more to republican or liberal?" That sort of thing didn't really matter to him but it would tell Derek how open Stiles would be to discovering there was more in the world than only humans. It wasn't like he ever got the extreme right feel with the boy and even the Sheriff seemed interested in upholding the law without doing too much harm if he didn't need to. His grandpa would rant about how Polish people were extremists and not very tolerant so yeah, best to get that one out of the way.

"It's just... my family is very liberal in a way so... You know, they're gonna ask at some point since the table discussions often are about pro-life and all that." Technically they were also anti-vaxxers but that was because werewolves didn't need the shots and there had been a hassle because of Laura and Derek not having the medical charts needed with vaccinated. They got theirs at a later age to avoid discussions. They didn't do harm after all.

For a few moments – until Derek kinda explained what his question was about – Stiles was blinking at him surprised. Not a question he expected on a second date, that's for sure.

"I see. Well, frankly, I don't care much about politics. I think most politicians lie for one reason or the other and many are in it only for the money," Stiles shrugged. "But if I have to identify myself, I'd say liberal. Politics aside, I believe in the 'live and let live' thing. No matter your race, religion or sexual orientation," he said, his fingers absently playing with Derek's. He did such involuntary things most of the time since he couldn't be still for too long.

"From your words I take that you believe in equality too, just like your family. Which is good. I don't like extreme views from either end of the spectrum. Mom was very free-spirited and dad is old-fashioned in a few things but thinks progressively too. He had raised me to be accepting and always encouraged my curiousness and thirst to learn. I think partially in honor of my mom too."

It was a relief to hear even though Derek had been kind of expecting it. Derek grinned at the other teen and nodded to what he all said. "You'd be like the best detective or researcher, you know. You're very curious." He put his hand on top of their joined hands to stop the motions, so he could play with the fingers himself.

"But you're not arrogant and you don't care about popularity. You want to be acknowledged but you don't need to be in the middle of all the attention. You hate being ignored but you don't like to be always seen." Yeah, so maybe Derek had done a little too much watching, because he knew more about Stiles than he might be comfortable with.

"I see you, Stiles. I acknowledge you. I know you."

Stiles' throat tightened and closed off for a few long moments hearing those words. He would've lied if he said they didn't move something in him to the core. No one ever paid this much attention to him (aside from his parents, of course). No one took the time to study him this much in order to understand how he works.

"Wow..." Stiles croaked out then cleared his throat with some furious blushing going on. "You really had kept your eyes on me in the last year, huh?" he chuckled a bit shyly. "No one before you went to these lengths in wanting to understand me," he confessed with burning cheeks as he watched Derek playing with his long fingers, the touches sending nice shivers down his spine time after time.

"Thank you!" he said and before Stiles could change his mind, he leaned in to press his lips against the other boy's, kissing him softly a couple of times, his heart beating like crazy from happiness.

The heart was beating so fast that Derek was sure the entire shop might hear it, but it was a good kind of beating since Stiles kissed him in the middle of a public space. It left him grinning widely from ear-to-ear when he pulled back and just in time too since the waitress came back with their order.

"Here you go. Enjoy!" she smiled at them, not even saying anything about their joined hands. Derek gave Stiles a spoon as he took one for himself, his attention not so much on the large snack on the table but more on the other teen who was still blushing a furious red.

"Why else would I be watching you if I didn't want to get to know you?" Okay, so watching wasn't really the best way to go about it. It was kind of creepy but he hadn't known how to approach Stiles and it had gotten into this huge thing. Grown into this hurdle he hadn't wanted to take yet, when it had already been huge to realize he had liked boys and girls. And now he could watch all he wanted to. Which was wow.

Taking the spoon with the blush staying, Stiles giggled like a girl and dunked the spoon into the ice cream, making sure to catch a piece of banana too.

"Well... you could've watched me to stalk me or planning on murdering me if you were a murderer or serial killer," Stiles said offhandedly with a shrug, clearly joking, and stuffed his mouth with the huge bite he managed to balance on his spoon and got to its destination without dropping it. He was an expert in eating big bites at one go and it was a skill he was quite proud of.

Humming satisfied from the taste, he flashed a grin at Derek, whiskey-colored eyes shining with happy excitement. "This is so good! You have to try it!" he said and took another spoonful, bringing it to Derek's mouth to feed it to him without thinking. It was corny and maybe a bit gross, but he didn't care just pushed it past Derek's lips and then took another bite for himself, brushing his leg against Derek's under the table.

"Yeah, I'm planning on murdering you once you've been my first. And your death will be the trigger for my murdering spree and because of that they'll call me the Romeo killer." Clearly Derek read a lot of books and was into Shakespeare. Or reading too much Tom Clancy. That and he did think serial killers were interesting. He had read many stories about them, about how a human could be pushed so far and why.

A big spoon full of ice-cream found itself into his mouth when he had been too busy being distracted by watching Stiles eating his bite. Who even bit into the ice-cream like that? What happened to sensitive teeth? Derek laughed and wiped at his mouth where some of it had missed and smeared around his lips while two different ice-cream tastes exploded on his tongue, along with banana and whip cream and chocolate. "It's good!" Or so he attempted to say with his mouth full.

Stiles had a big mouth, and now that he noticed, he couldn't stop thinking about how useful a big mouth was which made him grin even more.

"Ohhhh, I like it... the Romeo killer! And I'd be his first victim? I guess I'm honored then," Stiles chuckled. He had to admit that he liked Derek's humor. It was dark and morbid and right up the human's alley. "But before you end me, I should probably teach you how not to get caught. If you need a few pointers, that is. Then you can do your thing. Just promise me to bury my body somewhere nice and visit sometimes? Oh and would you take a trophy from me to remember me by? And what would that be?" Stiles humored Derek and took another big spoonful into his mouth, suckling on the spoon absentmindedly.

Then he licked some whip cream off the corner of his mouth when he saw Derek staring at him. Well, mostly at his mouth. "What? I still have some?" he quickly licked his mouth with his tongue, making his lips shiny and inviting. "What's on your mind, Derek?" he purred, bumping his knee against Derek's leg again, guessing that it was something dirty. Or at least that sparkle in the green eyes made him think so.

"Lips. I'd definitely take your lips," the boy murmured as he watched Stiles entranced when he was sucking on the spoon, making Derek shift in his seat. Why were they even waiting when he couldn't even watch his date eat without getting all horny? He licked his own lips, which were suddenly very dry so he blindly stabbed his spoon into the scoops to push it into his mouth. It was a too big bite, which he choked on when Stiles bumped his knees and purred words.

Coughing, he took a few sips of water, while his eyes teared up. "You know what I was thinking about!" Derek chocked out. "You're a fucking tease!" And that was an understatement. Stiles knew exactly what he did and what it did to Derek and ice-cream had so been the wrong idea here. Well, two could play that game! Before Stiles could shove his own spoon in his mouth, Derek reached out with speed to grab his wrist and steer the spoon to his own mouth, taking it in deep and licking off the ice-cream.

Stiles watched that mesmerized, his witty comment about taking his mouth forgotten. Especially since Derek's firm hold around his wrist was practically burning him where their skin touched. But he was mesmerized mostly from the way the other boy's lips and tongue were moving around the spoon and lips. Yeah, he was getting back just as good of a tease. Which he or his cock didn't mind at all. He fidgeted in his chair too, feeling some stirring happening in his pants.

"Noooo....?" he blinked innocently. "I am? I had no idea... Just like I have no idea what you were thinking about... Why don't you just tell me instead?" he leaned a bit closer, his voice just above a whisper. Of course, he had some ideas and he liked each of them. "Say it, Derek..."

Wow, it was getting hot in there or what? And where did his shyness all of a sudden go? Not that he wasn't blushing hard again. And boy, he had so many ideas how to tease Derek further... but he didn't want to push too much. The last thing Stiles wanted to do was overwhelm and chase the other boy away. But he was a healthy teenager boy with lots of hormones and frequent erections happening in his pants. Not to mention his sexual curiosity about being with another guy.

Saying it in the middle of an ice-cream shop was so weird and the other boy flushed brightly because he could smell Stiles' arousal wafting his way. He was so direct and Derek loved that, he really did, it was more about where they were currently. Leaning in over the table so he could keep his voice lowered, the teen was nearly whispering. "I was thinking about how big your mouth is and how much you can put in there."

Not a lie there, Stiles could understand what the rest meant. Instead Derek stuffed his mouth full with another spoon of the ice-cream, barely even tasting it because he was more interested in Stiles. There was no way they could leave this table like this, tenting out, having too obvious a problem down there. Guess they had to use their jackets or something to hold it in front of their crotch protectively.

Cheeks burning, Stiles dropped his gaze on the half-eaten dessert, grinning like an idiot as heat burned the back of his neck and cock as he imagined what Derek really meant by that comment. It was also a lost cause to stop his cock from growing into a full-blown erection at this point. Wow, neither of the girls with whom he had been with or back in the day Lydia Martin crossing his path in a tiny skirt had such an instant effect on him like Derek and his whispered comment. It was like being pulled in by a magnet or something. His body reacted with an intensity to the other boy's closeness like he's never experienced before.

"Yeah... I like to stuff my mouth and I can assure you there's plenty of room in there," he whispered back a bit hoarser because yeah, imagining doing that for Derek's pleasure was such a turn on. Not to mention that Stiles' been wondering for a long time how pleasing another guy with his mouth would feel. Admittedly neither of them did that before and truth be told, he couldn't wait to get there.

Patience, he reminded himself. But had no idea just how long he'd have to wait. Or how much patience he had left after pining over Derek Hale for nearly a year... It was like the longest foreplay ever!

"Think I'll need a cold shower soon," he chuckled, not that embarrassed by their situation because by the look of it, Derek was in the same shoes like Stiles. Oh, and damn that teasing and very alluring bulge again!

"We need to stop talking like this since there are no showers here." Derek was aroused and horrified at the same time for having that problem here without a way to deal with it. Last time it had been at night so it wasn't like anybody had noticed how he had been in his car with an erection. Good thing they were both wearing jeans, since the fabric was constricting enough to prevent the real tenting to happen.

Instead he focused on the ice cream, a blush on his tanned cheeks. With the amount of stress eating he did, he was lucky he had the digestion of a werewolf or he wouldn't be fitting through the door anymore. Second date and they were already getting sexual, so Stiles was going to be a temptation he wasn't sure he could hold off for long. Wasn't even sure he wanted to hold off on it. Because he was pretty sure that Stiles was supposed to be his first, somebody to remember always for the rest of his life. That thought made him smile widely.

"You've never been with a guy before either, right? So this would be new for you too. Have you ever watched... gay porn?"

"You say we should stop talking like this and then you ask about gay porn?" Stiles chuckled quietly and scooped up a big spoonful of half-melted ice-cream, stuffing it in his mouth and shamelessly licking some of the white melted goodness off the corner of his lips. Deliberately. Because he was a little teasing shit like that at times when he felt open and like himself. And he had to realize that with Derek he felt like that more and more. Which was good since they were boyfriends now. And boyfriends have to be able to tease each other and talk openly, right?

"To answer your question... duuuude, of course I did..." he said, watching Derek and finding that blush on his tanned skin adorable. "I have a steadily growing collection too, to be honest..." he admitted then it was his time to blush, brushing his knee against Derek's leg in a playful manner. "I admit that I also have a toy, a... dildo... I like to sometimes use while watching such videos," he said barely audible with a nearly embarrassed grin, but he didn't care, just cut off a piece of the banana with his spoon. "Maybe you could come over some time to see my collection? If you're interested, that is..." he dropped that little bomb feeling very daring and wanting to see how Derek would react.

Boy, it was hard not to have a head full of hot images and scenarios when he was so close to this boy. Which was crazy despite the hormone-filled teenage thing going on. It was just that... the attraction between them seemed to be so strong already. Which made Stiles wonder just how 'slow' they were going to go at this rate? For Derek's sake, of course. If it was up to him, he'd be already sucking on his dick at some remote place. Which reminded him of...

"Otherwise no, you're my first guy in every meaning," he said on a softer tone, sliding his free hand over Derek's forearm to rub and squeeze it lightly. Maybe a bit reassuringly too.

There were many questions popping up. Like how was Stiles able to purchase a dildo at seventeen and how did it feel to use one? And how come he was so... experienced when Derek, popular basketball captain, was still a virgin at nearly eighteen? The saying that it was always the quiet ones didn't apply here, Stiles was anything but quiet but Derek hadn't expected this. In hindsight, he should have known, though. Stiles was curious and didn't mind investigating, so the gay porn must have gotten him eager enough to want to experiment.

"I'm interested in coming over." Not sure if he was wanting to see the collection because that would lead to more boner popping and needing cold showers. Like that wasn't a constant when around Stiles. It made him feel like he should do some exploring though, since he was so inexperienced and Stiles was way more advanced than him. "Not sure if watching porn would be smart," he motioned to his crotch but yeah, maybe that was the idea? They were both at that age where hormones were raging and they wanted to do more than make out. Though making out was pretty awesome, too.

"Unless you know, we're going to do more than make out."

To that Stiles' interest perked up even more. He honestly thought that Derek wasn't going to accept yet, so now he was a little surprised from the response he got. But he was happy about it, of course. And maybe a little hopeful too.

"Do you want to do more than make out?" Stiles asked, because that was the real question there. "Don't get me wrong, I'm all up for that, obviously literally..." he nodded towards the tightening in his own pants with a grin then looked a bit more serious "but I don't want you to feel pressured. We can go as slow as you want to. I like you A LOT and I'm obviously very hot for you, but I'm okay with waiting with the 'doing more than make out' thing if you aren't ready. We can just watch a movie or something. And make out on the couch or do both in my room. Nothing more has to happen if you don't want to," he hurried to reassure Derek, because boy, he didn't want to blow his chance with him now that Stiles finally had an actual chance!

"It's a little more complicated but... yeah! I guess going slow is kind of... not for us," Derek grinned since they were talking about porn and toys on their second date, and their first date had ended in uncomfortable erections too. Sometimes a storm was coming and he didn't want to go against it, he wanted to be swept up in it. Maybe not go all the way but for sure more than kissing.

He didn't doubt they were going to watch movies and play games and read comics together, that's what friends did, but boyfriends did a little more than that. "We'll know when we feel like it." When it felt good, then they'd act on it. Although it was probably all going to feel good so Derek had no idea what he was saying besides it sounding all reasonable and mature. "Come on, let's go explore here, this talk is something to discuss at home."

In their rooms without curious ears. Scratch that, in Stiles' room. There was no way he could ever do anything with his family hearing everything.

Derek's response put a big beaming smile on the mole-dotted face. "I'd like that, yeah. Both the taking things as they come and the exploration of this town," Stiles agreed then shock replaced that big smile.

"Wait! You're suggesting we leave the rest of our dessert? Nu-huh!" And with that he grabbed his spoon and started shoveling the mostly melted ice-cream and pieces of banana into his mouth. It wasn't a lot left so only four or five spoonfuls had to be packed away in record time. Yes, Stiles could eat. A lot. And it never showed on him. Also, these extra moments gave their bodies a little time to calm down and not put them into a too embarrassing situation. Walking around with hard ons was possible, but not too comfortable or unnoticable.

Once outside, Stiles glimpsed around nearly unnoticeable then slid his hand back into Derek's. "So whatcha wanna do next?" he asked as they started slowly walking down the main street. "That comic book store or something else?" Yes, non-sexual talk was needed for at least a couple of more hours before they'd head back to Beacon Hills. And maybe Stiles' room. Or not. Either was fine. He was going to jerk off so hard tonight anyway. Too bad the following day was Monday and they wouldn't be able to spend more time together until the classes were done. So now Stiles wanted to enjoy every minute with his new boyfriend. God, that still sounded a little bit odd, but he loved it nonetheless.

"Sure, we can do the comic book store first and then see what else is there." It was pretty tame, spending an afternoon in a town holding hands and visiting stores they liked after talking about porn, but it worked really well. The party had been fun, but it didn't gave them much time to get to know each other and now they could goof around and see the tastes they shared or didn't share.

Time flew by fast that way and Derek, who usually hated shopping, had actually had a lot of fun with Stiles who could talk the time away easily. More importantly, he laughed at Derek's jokes and made him feel at ease. He listened to what Derek said and didn't forget it or treated it as not important by acting bored. Nope, he had his full attention on him and they both only checked their phones to see the time, not because they felt they had to check in on social media.

At the end of the afternoon, Derek's stomach was growling, and Stiles had promised to feed him after all. "You okay with going to your house? Or we can eat some place if you want." Anywhere but KFC that was. Because that crap he had managed to avoid at home thanks to this date. Not that it was the reason for coming. Derek would happily go hungry if it meant he was getting to spend more time with Stiles.

"Sure! We can order in Chinese or Thai or pizzas. I'm kinda getting hungry too from all the walking around and stuff," he beamed at Derek as they made their way towards the Jeep, still holding hands and Stiles waving a plastic bag containing the newest issue of some of his favorite comics.

He couldn't complain at all about their date. It was so much fun and teasing and laughing! For the brunette boy it's been quite a while since he had so much fun and he just didn't want it to end, even if it was early evening by the time they got to Derek's car and got in.

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