Small authors note(Sorry I didn't update yesterday I had a lot going on that took me off guard. So hopefully this makes you happy.😃)

Scott's POV

After Stiles passed out and Derek carried him to his room, we all stood around the dead man's body. It was obvious that Stiles had tried to kill the guy with the Glock17 that Chris had given him. But what the hell happened before Stiles got here?

"Derek what happened?" I asked him.

Derek, who was already starting to heal from whatever the man did to him said, "Braeden dropped by to fill me in on what happened while I was gone. What happened with the desert wolf, Parrish, Theo...what happened to Stiles and his dad. We had been talking for a while when  we started to smell sulfur." Derek nodded at the body. "He attacked us and we fought back. Then Stiles showed up and and fired five shots from his gun at him but they just bounced harmlessly off of him. Stiles fought back harder. He managed to get Braeden's shotgun and....well you can see what happened."

I could. Stiles pulled the trigger, blowing the guy's head off. And all in self defense.

Parrish scoffed, nudging the guys body with his foot. "Stiles did this?"

Derek gave him an irritated look. "Yes. Do I have to repeat myself?"

Parrish whistled. "Damn."

"Damn is correct indeed." Chris says. "Looks like he was paying attention in training."

I glance at the body and then up at Sam and Dean. "You guys seem to know a lot about demons. Care to explain?"

Stiles' POV

I woke up hours later, lying in Derek's bed. I was every bit as surprised when I realized he was lying beside me, his chest completely bare, his muscular toned arms encircling my waist holding me against his body. We weren't in a spooning position but we were definitely cuddled together. I stared up at his face, noticing that he had recently shaved and that his chiseled face was inches from mine. His jaw was angular and his face was completely calm. He looked peaceful.

"Staring is rude you know." Derek said startling me. He cracked open eye and my cheeks flushed. I felt totally embarrassed. He'd known I'd been staring at him. But he didn't seem upset by it;he was amused. Derek suddenly moved to straddle my hips, resting his hands on either side of my head so he was hovering over me. He brought his lips to my ear, saying in a husky voice that sent shivers down my spine, "Don't be embarrassed. I like it when you stare babe."

He called me babe. Oh my God! I thought I was going to die right then and there but then he placed his lips to mine, kissing me roughly. I moaned against his lips and kissed back, my hands going to his head, my fingers tangling in his hair as I enjoyed the feeling of his body against mine. Derek's calloused hands began tugging at the hem of my shirt, trying to pull it up over my head. I let him take it off and then his mouth was all over my chest and throat, leaving love bites and hickeys, before attacking my lips again. Derek's fingers went for my jeans unbuttoning them and some part of my brain whispered, This is going too far. I'm not ready. 

"D-Derek." I struggled to say without moaning. "I-I don't t-think I'm--"

Derek silenced me with another kiss as he pulled my jeans down. "Let me pleasure you Stiles. Just relax."

"Der--" I cut myself off with a loud moan as he took me in his mouth. Derek moved his head up and on my length and God it felt felt good. I felt his tongue on my tip and his mouth was working wonders on my body and I became erect as I prepared to cum. Because it was my first time ever doing this it didn't take long. "I-I'm gonna--"

My warning came too late as I let go inside his mouth. He swallowed and pulled my pants back up, lying beside me and pulling me closer to his body. I rested my head under his chin and he said,

"You're amazing Stiles. Don't let anyone tell you different."

"Okay." I say and we fell asleep in our spooning position.