Chapter 13

It was already Thursday by the time Stiles had the opportunity to be – mostly – alone with Derek and by then he was going a little bit nuts that they could communicate only through text messages. There were lots of tests to prepare for and also he had to work on a presentation he was going to give with Scott, so those kept him busy and left the new lovebirds to chat only after Stiles could lock himself into his bedroom at evenings.

But at least this gave him the opportunity to catch up with Scott, who was busy courting Allison and getting terrified about their upcoming first date on Saturday. So from his best friend's raving about her and whining that he was going to mess up the date, Stiles was kept busy enough.

Now, though... Now he was sitting on the bleachers on the side of the basketball court. Him being there wasn't such an unusual thing from him. He sometimes liked to sit there to read or do some homework – and before he got that basketball in his face to ogle Derek. The team's practice had ended a few minutes ago, giving Stiles the opportunity to finish his math homework, but he could barely concentrate on it while counting back the minutes until the team would finish showering and going on their way.

The second his phone chimed with an 'all clear' message from Derek, he swung his backpack onto a shoulder and hurried towards the locker room. In record time he got there, slightly panting as he entered and looked around but couldn't see his boyfriend at the front.

"Derek?" he asked quietly as he moved further towards the back where the showers were around the corner. The silence was a bit unnerving, especially with the humid air and the still floating steam left by the teen boys' recent showers.

Frowning he rounded the corner just to be grabbed and pressed against the tiled wall in the next second, nearly giving him a heart attack.

"Holy mother of... Derek! You nearly gave me a heart..." he cursed loudly but was cut off by a pair of hungry lips kissing him hard.

"Yeah well, you were in need of a heart, since I stole yours," Derek quipped against the tempting lips which he has wanted to kiss all week. It had been so incredibly hard to watch those lips be occupied with everything but his own lips. It was driving him crazy that they couldn't even have a moment alone at school and had only their texts and sometimes calls late at night if the sheriff had been on shift. Sure, Derek had agreed to this whole secret love affair thing, but now that they were actually together, it wasn't as fun as it could have been. Lots of pining and wanting.

So he had decided to risk it and call Stiles to the locker room for some making out because else his lips were going to die and fall off his face if he had to go another day without tasting his boyfriend. It was just them in there, because Derek had been stalling and was slow so the other boys would file out without him since school was out and they were all eager to get home for dinner. Not the young Hale. He wasn’t hungry for anything food, only for Stiles.

He had told Stiles about how his mom had talked to him about control, which of course meant the human boy thought it was about Kate. It had led to some fantasizing over the phone about positions and preferences as Stiles talked about some of his experiences with the toys and bottoming. It was easier to talk sex over the phone. They had a few heated talks like that so no wonder he was so desperate for his boyfriend.

"I've missed you so much."

Stiles simply chuckled at that and pulled Derek even closer, inhaling the fresh scent of shower on his skin, hands fisting around the slightly damp T-shirt. It was so good to be this close to Derek again. He had missed this, but just now realized how much. It was as if his soul and whole being ached for him and now... now everything felt right and better and lighter, like it was supposed to be.

"I've missed you like crazy too," he whispered and moved his head forward to capture the wet lips for another kiss, opening his mouth for the other boy's tongue. God, he loved that musky taste and the way their tongues deepened the kiss, making his whole body tremble and cheeks flush. Not to mention the nearly immediate stirring in his pants. Stiles had noticed how strongly he reacted to Derek's closeness, but he couldn't help it. His body always felt as if catching on fire and all his emotions went haywire. It was so very easy to get lost in tasting those tempting lips with the occasional soft moans, completely forgetting about the outside world.

Derek wanted nothing more than to test how well his newfound knowledge would help him when it came to going further with Stiles, so when their kiss immediately turned into a heated battle of tongues, the teen pushed his body against Stiles'. They were both very hard, as if only being in the near vicinity caused bodily reactions. No, worse, only thinking about Stiles could make that happen so yeah, there were a lot of boners happening these days.

"Let's stay here until the school closes," he suggested as his hand sneaked under the shirt Stiles was wearing, so he could feel the soft and clammy skin. Nobody should be here but some teachers and the janitor, so it should give them an hour or so for some heavy making out. It wasn't the greatest spot to do that, the smelly locker rooms, but they totally weren't the only ones doing that. Many used them since there was some privacy to be had around here with all the rows of lockers.

"I'm so okay with that plan!" Stiles chuckled low and briefly sucked on Derek's bottom lip before this time he was the one who slid his tongue into the other boy's mouth. He reminded himself to let Derek actually lead, so he just lightly bucked against the other boy's bulge when the hands on his bare skin sent a nice shiver down his spine. He kept his hands fisted around Derek's shirt, even if he wanted to touch bare skin too. But he remembered what happened the last time he did that, so he stayed like that and simply gave himself over to the amazing and very exciting kisses.

Frankly, Stiles didn't care where they did this. He just wanted to be close to Derek again after the days they couldn't physically touch. He knew it was the downside of keeping their relationship a secret and sneaking around, but he wasn't quite ready to come out for his dad and the whole school. It was a little scary to think about that and imagine all kinds of scenarios. So for now he treasured these stolen moments to the fullest instead.

There wasn't going to be any pressure from Derek about coming out, especially not now that Stiles was so careful with him since he had told the whole Kate story. As much as the human wanted to touch him more, wanted to take over and lead as the young werewolf could sense, he didn't. He took the lead of the kiss and then pulled back again, making Derek envious of the control the young man had over his actions.

"You can touch me, I want to... learn." He didn't want Stiles to shy away, he had to learn somehow and taking it slow wasn't going to help him with his control, it would only avoid it. His hands went under the shirt more to ghost at the waistband of the pants, as in a promise. "I know you want to touch me." The words were whispered against the spit-slicked lips before he claimed them, sucking on the tongue when their kiss deepened again.

It was crazy how easily Derek seemed to be able to read the other teen's mind. Stiles wanted to say something like 'okay, if you're sure' but the next kiss with the tongue-sucking was just too good to break it for something as stupid and unnecessary as talking.

Instead the flushed teen let his hands slide up and down on Derek's back a few times before they slid under the shirt. His boyfriend's skin was just as hot as always and now a bit damp from the shower and humid air. Which was fine, it made his fingers slide easier on the smooth skin. And god, how much he wanted to do that all over Derek's body without the annoying clothes getting in the way! But for now he was good with caressing and kneading the muscles to see how Derek would react. Yes, he was careful but he also wanted to give Derek what he needed to get past his control issues and enjoy their time together as much as possible.

Deeply inhaling a few times, Derek remembered what his mother had told him, to not focus on only what they were doing or how good those hands felt as they caressed his skin. He focused on Stiles, the way he tasted, the way he smelled, the way he smiled at Derek each time their eyes crossed as if the entire room lit up. It worked! Instead of feeling his eyes glow warm, or his claws growing in, he only felt the warm skin beneath his fingertips.

"Oh wow! It's working!" A relieved laugh escaped him because Stiles' hands were still on his skin exploring and he didn't have to jump away. This was amazing! They could finally get some exploring going. An excited grin played around his lips as his hands moved up and up to where they had been last time, to caress the nipples there. "You feel so good."

Stiles grinned wide from Derek's reaction and lightly scratched along his back. "Yaaay! I'm so proud of you!" he quickly said, wanting to reassure his boyfriend that he was doing great. Plus he was happy for his success as a good boyfriend should be. "You feel so good too. Or rather amazing. I never want to stop touching and kissing you," he emphasized that with opening his legs to get one of Derek's between them so he could start rubbing his clothed dick against it, essentially riding it slowly.

"Don't stop kissing me. Please. I love your taste," he admitted and arched his chest into the exploring hands, moaning softly into their next wet and passionate kiss the second his nipples were touched again. All this... it was making Stiles' head go dizzier and dizzier by the minute and gawdddd how much more he wanted Derek to do to him!

His dirty mind got filled with all kinds of hot pictures from grinding together until they came to sucking each other off, or Derek fucking him against the tiled wall. It all made him throb painfully in his pants, his trapped cock rubbing harder and faster against the muscular thigh. Fuck, he was so aroused! And it happened every time he got close to this boy. What was he doing to him? It felt like losing his mind as all his inhibitions and shyness melted away.

"Not planning on it." Derek never wanted to stop kissing the other boy, not for as long as they could. Their frantic groping and rubbing was reaching new heights and that moment was quickly approaching when they may not know how to stop if they didn't reign it in. It was impossible to stop at this point, neither boy seemed to be unwilling. This was so good! Pushing against Stiles, Derek moaned, loving the way Stiles was riding his leg.

"Okay, that's enough showering! Kids like you always act as if water's free or something. Can't believe... OH!" The coach thought it was a couple of kids still using the showers, not expecting to find two boys making out like they wanted to eat one another when he had seen the light had still been on in the locker rooms. "Goddammit Bilinski! I didn't want to see you humping Hale like you're a dog in heat. Break it off!"

Derek did jump away from Stiles, but that was because of the coach and not because of his loss of control. He was however pretty mortified at being caught by an adult when he should have heard the human coming long before he caught them. Wow, he was a bad werewolf. "Hey coach..."

"Save it, Hale. Don't try to sweet talk me. Next time I'm catching the two of you playing tonsil hockey, I'm putting you both on detention. For a month! Don't you two have your own bedrooms for this sort of thing?"

"Oh my god..." Stiles groaned under his breath, going from flushed to red like a tomato, a mortified look on his face. "Sorry Coach, it won't happen again!" he said quickly and grabbed Derek's hand to drag him past their teacher.

"Make sure of that, Bilinski! God, kids these days! I should've become a gardener, I swear..." he grunted, but the boys barely heard him as they as fast as possible grabbed their bags and nearly ran out of the locker room.

Only when they were in the parking lot, still blushing hard, did Stiles burst out in a fit of laughter, leaning against his Jeep as he held his stomach since he was laughing so hard it hurt. It took him a minute or two and wiping away a few tears to be able to calm down.

"Well, this was mortifying for sure!" he looked at Derek, still grinning. It was better than getting worried if Coach was going to broadcast what he'd seen. But despite his eccentric personality and questionable teaching methods, Stiles could never remember a case when he'd expose someone or start rumors. So he thought they were more or less in the clear.

"We should be more careful," Derek giggled because he knew the coach was safe. He’d complain for sure but he probably wouldn't even remember who it was he had caught in the locker rooms. The coach was good at what he did but seemed drunk most of the time so the young Hale wasn't overly worried for Stiles' secret to be out. Stiles didn't seem to be that worried either.

Of course he was disappointed with them being interrupted, because he finally had some control and they were getting hot and heavy and now they once again had to deal with the problem in their pants alone. Or a cold shower in Derek's case. Considering the time, it was a good thing they had been interrupted though, despite the aches it caused in their bodies. Leaning in close, Derek sighed, stealing one last kiss.

Being cock-blocked by Coach was something Stiles would've happily leave out of his life, but oh well. At least he had his jerking off material for tonight. Well, not about Coach but what they started with Derek in the locker room, of course!

"Tomorrow is the game. Are you coming to watch? We will win, and we'll have a big party." Derek was sure of their victory, he had to be, he was the team's captain. And of course he wanted his secret boyfriend there. Even if it was secret.

The next day was Friday, so they didn't have to worry about getting hangover or such. And an opportunity to watch his boyfriend running around with muscles to die for, all sweaty? Count him in! For the party too, of course. Maybe they could find a quiet corner somewhere to continue their heavy kissing and cuddling if Derek was now better with his control.

"Of course I'll watch you. Not that much the actual game, but you for sure!" Stiles chuckled, quickly glimpsing around but the parking lot was mostly empty and no one was around at the moment, so he stroked along Derek's chest. "I'll tell dad that I'm going to that victory party too," he promised, because yeah, Stiles had no doubts either that their team was going to win with a captain like Derek.

"Oh my god, I just realized I'm going out with the team captain! Does this make me a cheerleader? After all, I'm gonna be cheering for you too! Should I wear a skimpy skirt?"

"It's about time we would have a cheerleader squad." Basketball was an underappreciated sport in this region where lacrosse was the big happening and football non-existent. The swim team and the lacrosse team got most of the funding but Derek's team never complained since they got to play at least and there was a well-kept court even if their uniforms were old and they had no cheerleaders. Not that it should matter if there was a squad or not, it was about the game after all. "But maybe when we're out and official, I'll let you wear my jacket if you let me wear your hoodie."

Lacrosse players had hoodies, basketball players had jackets. And even though Stiles was always benched and didn't seem to be there for the sport but more like a mascot, they were both jocks. "This year is my senior prom. You can wear a skirt then if you want, when you're my date." Derek was confident that they were still together then too and hopefully a well-known couple instead of hiding behind the bleachers for stolen kisses.

At some point then, they'd have to have a talk about colleges because there was no way Derek was going anywhere that was too far from Stiles and the pack. Business school was pretty much everywhere so it didn't matter where he went. "I'll see you tomorrow then, and I'll flex my muscles extra for you."

Derek's words warmed Stiles heart because they told him that his boyfriend was planning for their relationship to last. It reassured the younger teen that he wasn't just a fling for the basketball team captain and that made him take Derek's hand to squeeze it. He wanted to jump into his neck, but yeah... they weren't out and official yet because of him.

"I'd love to wear your jacket and see you in my hoodie and maybe I'll wear that skirt too just for the fun of it," he grinned widely and happily. "Until then I'll settle for the extra sweaty muscle flexing... and jerking off tonight. Maybe if you call me, I can do that while we're talking," he wiggled his brows with a dirty little smirk. Because yeah, after the scene in the shower, Stiles was definitely touching himself before his dick would fall off from blue balls. Again.

"Phone sex..." Derek should totally say no, because it wasn't that his family could hear Stiles' side of the conversation if they weren't in the same room. But Derek couldn't do anything... Wait, unless he'd run the shower and mask the sound! "We should do that," he grinned at having found a solution. They could get off together like that without him losing control, or Stiles wouldn't be able to see it at least. They should have done that ages ago! "I'll speak to you tonight." The boy was reluctant to say goodbye but he did, so they could have that call later.

It had been the longest talk they had that evening, although it wasn't talking as much as it was encouraging one another to get off. It should have made for an awkward next day when they were back at school but it wasn't. They grinned at each other when they locked eyes and had a hard time not showing their feelings. Luckily most kids were occupied with the upcoming game which was a big one and it took a lot of Derek's attention.

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