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Three years later…
“Just as Derek predicted there were negative opinions about my interviews but the majority of them were positive. I got a lot of interviews and made a lot of appearances. I even got picked up by a new label, that lets me have full reign on my image. They sat me up with Linda Perry, so these days I spend most of my time in the studio writing songs for my first album as Genime. I'm finally making music that I'm proud of and that i don't mind my dad hearing. My relationship with my Dad and my brother Scott has gotten so much better and we all see each other often. And I owe it all to my manager/fiancé”.
“Do you make it a habit of mixing business and pleasure? ”, Wendy asked.
“Duecalion wasn't pleasure, just a huge mistake. So Derek's my first in that area but we manage it well. We know how to separate the two”, I replied. Leave it to Wendy Williams to ask me all the rude questions.
“You two don't get tired of seeing each other all the time? ”
“No I'm afraid not. Thats just another perk of working with someone you love”.
After my interview with Wendy I signed a couple of things and took pictures with fans before I hightailed it out of there. I had a rehearsal dinner to get to.
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“I still can't believe this is how it all started”, I said stepping out onto the balcony of our hotel, Derek silently following behind me. We were on our honeymoon in Santorini
“We've both grown a lot since then”. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the side of my neck. “You make me so happy Stiles”, he whispered in my ear.
“You make me happy too”, I whispered back.
“I can't believe you brought us a house”, Derek said still shocked. Two days before the wedding I had shown him our new house. I ended up suing Duecalion and I used my winnings from the case to buy Derek and I a nice house in Manhattan Beach.
“You seem to forget my line of work Der. I have the money to buy a house every year and I would buy a new house every day, just to see you smile”.I twisted around so that we were face to face and my arms were looped around his neck. “I love you baby”.
“I love you too Stiles Jonathan Stilinski-Hale”, he said pressing a chaste kiss to my lips.
“We're married, we're married”, I sing songed shimmying in his arms and he chuckled looking at me with a fond smile on his face. “I bet I'm the first guy to marry hot chocolate huh”, I said wiggling my eyebrows and he just rolled his eyes.
"You have so many nicknames for me”, he whispered trailing his hands down to squeeze my ass. “Which one are you gonna moan tonight? ”. I didn't reply, I just attacked his mouth. I've been waiting for this moment for three whole years. “You looked so good in your suit”, Derek said as he separated from the kiss so he could suck bruises on my neck.
“Der, stop being a tease”. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me back inside and then placed me on the edge of the bed. I quickly discarded my clothes, eager to finally share this moment with him. When I looked up to see if he was just excited as I was, I felt myself heat up at the smirk on Derek's face. He was still slowly taking off his pants when I made it to the top of the bed. But then I let my legs fall open and started stroking myself and he tripped out of pants and pounced on me.
“You're gonna be the death of me”, he said in between kisses. I had my legs wrapped around his waist again and I kicked his briefs off. He started to rolling his hips against mine. Derek was uncut and the feel of his foreskin rubbing against me had my head falling back and letting Derek attack my neck. He always finds a way to make feel like a hormonal teenage boy.
“Oh fuck Der”. He was sucking bruises onto the thin skin on my throat and that alone had me dripping. He placed one of his hands near my head and let the other fall in between us and started stroking both of our dicks. I leaned up to kiss him again and I tangled my fingers in his hair. “So good”, I moaned.
“Yeah? ”
“Fucckkk yes”, I said when he rubbed his thumb over my slit. I was rocking into his hand to get more friction and I was already so close to coming when tightened his grip and then quickened his pace. I started to grip onto his shoulders, my nails leaving crescent shaped marks on his skin when he suddenly stopped stroking.
“Lay on your stomach”, he said out of breath. I quickly rolled over and he began kissing across my back and down my spine. He nipped and licked at the dimples above my ass and I was wiggling around in anticipation.
“Derrrr“, I heard myself whine.
“Its okay, I got you”, He whispered and then spread my cheeks apart. My dick twitched at the feel of his breath ghosting over my hole. The first lick was hesitant but I still grabbed for the sheets. Then he got confident and was spreading me open with his tongue, licking into me and pushing a finger inside next to his tongue. Derek ate and fingered me until I was a writhing mess on the bed, fucking myself back onto his fingers. He rubbed against my prostate over and over until I moaning his name, close to my orgasm but then he stopped again.
“Turn back around”. His voice was rough and he sounded wrecked already. He slid his fingers out and then slid off the bed.
“Ughh you're trying to kill me” .I watched him walk across to our bags and pull the lube out, he slicked his self up as he walked back. “Derek, hurry uppp”.
"Patience is a virtue Stiles”, he said draping his body over mine. “I want you on top”.
“Then what are we waiting for? ”, I pushed against his chest until he rolled over and I was straddling him. “I'm gonna wipe that smug grin off your face”.
“Oh real-”, he began but his words were cut off as I sunk down onto him. “Oh fuck Stiles”.
“Thats the plan”, I said lifting up a little and then dropping back down. He lifted up his hips to meet mine as I dropped down. “Oh god”, I moaned when I felt him hit my prostate. His hips met mine every time I grinded down and I was already so close. I rode him furiously, chasing release. My thighs began to shake and I could feel my orgasm building in my stomach. My arms gave out and I collapsed on his chest. He took over and thrusted up into me with his hands squeezing my ass and his stubble rubbing against my neck. “I'm so close Der”.
“Me too”, he groaned. And then his rhythm faltered and he was coming inside of me. Just the feel of his dick pulsating inside me, pulled the orgasm from out my stomach and to my spine. All I saw was white and my body was tight, trembling as I came between us and Derek whispered in my ear, “Yeah thats it, come on”.
When I came to I was laying on Derek's chest panting. “Oh my god Der, I blacked out”.
“Yeah I know”, he said laughing. I looked up and glared at him. “It wasn't suppose to go like that”.
“Oh yeah”
“Yeah, it was supposed to go slow. I was gonna romance you first”, he said tugging me up so that our faces were just inches away from eachother.
“It doesn't matter how it was suppose to go. I'm fine with how it was”.
“Really? ”
“Really Der. I've been waiting forever to feel you inside of me”, I whispered against his mouth and then pecked him on the lips. “Besides we have all the time in world for romance since your kinda stuck with me now”.
“Lets sleep, we're going to the beach tomorrow. I'm gonna teach your pale ass how to swim”.
“You talk about my ass like its not your favorite moon”.
“That was soooo corny”, he said laughing and I snuggled up against him.
“Hey Der”
“Yeah? ”
“I'm glad you caught me”.
“Me too Stiles”, he kissed the top of my head. “Me too”.
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