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You had known Scott and Stiles since like forever. A year ago, they had asked for your help in trying to keep the school under control, with the freshly turned werewolves who wanted to show off their power and the Argent who wanted to rule the school. They had to tell you what happened to Scott, who else was involved and everything you needed to know to stay safe while helping them.

Scott called you an hour before, asking for your help again, telling you to meet at Derek's place in town.You had met Derek a few times. He never actually talked to you, or acknowledge your presence around him. Something about you seemed to have made him hate you ever since he first saw you. Which is why you were feeling so uncomfortable, sitting on a chair, in his loft, waiting for anyone else to arrive and save you from his occasional glances and awkward silences. "You can sit over there" was the only thing he had said to you in nearly 30 minutes.

You'd look at him every once in a while, he seemed to be concentrated on some maps and old books, but every time he'd lift his blue eyes to look at you, you'd quickly look somewhere else and he'd go back to whatever he was doing.

Then, Scott and Stiles finally ran in the loft. They seemed excited about what they had discovered and were proud to share it with Derek, but he quickly pointed out the flaws in their plan to get the Alpha pack. Disapointed at first, they didn't let their motivation fall and got back to their reasearch, Stiles saying he'd go back to the library and Scott saying he'd try to get information from Chris Argent.

"Wait! What do I do?" You ask, getting up from your chair, as they were about to leave.

"Oh (Y/N), sorry!" Scott says, like he had completely forgot you were in the room."Stay here okay? We won't be very long."

You wanted to complain but they were already out. You look at Derek, he had a slightly amused smile on his face.

"Well, I...I can go if you want." You say.

"Well, you can also stay if you want." He answers leaning back to the books open on the table.

You take a few steps around the living room, wondering if you shouldn't just run away to avoid getting things ever more awkward between you two.

"Derek." You call, taking a deep breath. "Why do you hate me so much?"

He raised his head and slowly turned around to look at you. He seemed like he wasn't understanding what you meant.

"I don't hate you (Y/N)..."

"Well why do you dislike me like that?"

"What makes you think I don't like you?" He asks, with the same confused look.

"You never really talk to me. You always look so annoyed whenever I come to your training sessions with your pack..."

He smiled, amused again.

"Maybe that's because I think you are hot. It's too distracting."

You look at him, shocked by what he just said. He seems even more amused by the situation and takes a few steps closer to you.

"How can you say that? If there is someone distracting your pack, it is Cora, not me, I mean, did you look at her?"

"I don't really look at my sister you know..." He says with a smirk. "I'd much rather look at you."

He is close to you know. His blue eyes fixing yours as he takes the last step separating your body from his. His hands resting on each side of your waist, still staring at yours eyes, he was waiting for you to make a move now.

You couldn't say you didn't want this. You couldn't even pretend you never dreamed of this happening, you've been wanting Derek Hale ever since you first saw him, even as cold and angry as he always seems to be.

His blue eyes locked to yours. You could feel the heat radiate from his body through your clothes. Not allowing one more thought to run through your mind, you crashed your lips on his, putting all the desire you had felt for him during all this time in your kiss.

He answered just as passionately, he was longing for it to happen since too long. So long that neither of you wanted to wait one more minute to satisfie the desire you had for each other's body.

You only parted to take your shirts off, getting back to your heated kiss as soon as the clothes were on the floor, unbuttonning each other's jeans.

You lay down on the floor between the couch and the coffee table, him getting on top of you, lifting himself with his muscular arms to not put all of his weight on you.

You grip his hair, gently pulling him down on you, just so your tongue could go deeper in his mouth. You move down to his neck, taking the skin beneath his jaw between your teeth, gently biting.

He let out a moan as his hand caress you all the way down to your pants, lifting your butt a little so he could take your jeans and panties off, he slowly makes his way down, kissing you, getting to your breasts, he pulls on your bra, reavealing your naked breasts, tucking the fabric under them. He sucks on each nipple before continuing his way down.

His hands sliding just under your butt, he makes you spread your legs to give him access, putting a kiss on each thigh, before you feel his warm lips and burning breath between your legs, kissing you at first, and then licking you up and down. "Derek" You moaned, holding on to whatever you could. You felt his tongue enter you, pushing into you, you screamed his name in pleasure, gripping yourself to the leg of the table and to the couch, arching your back, lifting yourself a little, giving him better access, his hands were holding your tights, trying to keep you from moving too much, almost hurting you because of how strong he was.

You kept moaning, not being able to control yourself from the pleasure he was giving you. He knew you were coming close so he pulled his boxers down, entering you right away, his face back above yours, your stomach hitting his burning torso every time you arched your back, trying to follow his rythm.

Lifting your legs, you closed them tight around him, trying to get him deeper inside you. He grabbed your butt, lifting it up before trying to pull you down on him, hurting again from how strong he was, you felt a slight pain as his thrusts became more powerful but the pleasure following was rubbing it out right away.

You heard Derek moan your name, both being close, he gave three last hard thrust inside you as you both reach your orgasms. You dig your nails in his back, letting all the pleasure explode in you. He was breathing heavily against your ear. You let go of him, laying back on the floor and he pulled out of you, laying down on you, his head resting on your stomach as you tried to get back to a normal respiration.

Your fingers in his hair, you sweetly played with it, his breath burning against your skin.;

He lifted his head up to look at you.

"I know I shouldn't say that that soon and I shouldn't say it before we have a conversation about it... but I love you (Y/N), I always did."

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