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[wolfmaster]

So for the entire week after his initial 'turn', Stiles and Scott had practically disappeared. They were pretty busy exploring Stiles new powers and while they didn't gain access to his every strength and weakness, they had dispelled some of the usual myths. Like garlic. Stiles could consume it like Adderall. After some horsing around, it was decided that Stiles could heal every bit as fast as a werewolf, granted he'd fed recently. Any substantial wounds required a blood transfusion. He was every bit as fast as Scott when it came to maneuvering around the forest. He could climb walls like Spider man and oh yeah, he had a tendency to control werewolves.

The first time he controlled Scott it had been purely by accident and even then, Scott had been left wandering the area with cold curly fries. As it turns out, he could control most betas with a mere suggestion.

Sure enough, Derek came home one day to find Erica rubbing his Stiles' shoulders, Boyd in the kitchen heating up a bag of blood, and Isaac folding some of his spare clothes.

Needless to say, Stiles was powerful in his own right.

Derek was the only one who could resist his control. Not that Stiles tried to control him after that first time, he wasn't suicidal enough to attempt that again. But with a pack of alphas steadily closing in around them, it was becoming more and more obvious that the least likely among them could possibly avert a territorial dispute.

"Let me get this straight. You want me to try to control you?"

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[bloodredeyes]

He put his hand on Stiles' shoulder and held him still. He stared right into his eyes, his own a blood red and imagined what sort of self control that man must need. Stiles might be young and he might be new to this, but in some ways he had more control than Derek. Derek wouldn't have been able to avoid that voice in his head and would have done everything the vampire voice wanted Stiles too.

He needed to break this, to bring back Stiles to his right mind. His eyes faded back to their human color and he leaned in. He'd broken the man and now he had to make ti right. He had to turn those eyes back to brown. This was going to suck.

He pushed himself forward and kissed Stiles firmly on his lips with all the passion he'd show any beta female. Hopefully it'd be distracting enough to make the boy stop thinking about blood and power.

[wolfmaster]

Stile's eyes had gone a blood red color as well, whether from the increase in his emotional state, the hunger he felt from his cravings, or the fact that Derek's eyes had gone alpha red as well.

If anyone else had been bitten by that rogue vampire, Derek might have had another monster on his hands to put down, but as it turns out, Stiles Stilinksi, like everything else in his life, utterly failed at being a vampire. He was too pure-hearted to give into his blood lust fully. He didn't want all the power that came with being turned. Honestly if he could, he'd hand it all over to Derek and let him deal with the oncoming alpha pack.

He was holding Derek's gaze and yet it still surprised him when he was kiss. Alright, this time he knew he didn't will Derek to do that. He'd told him to shut up, not to kiss him! But...yeah this was a much better use for those lips.

His hands flailed again, unsure where to put them for the most part. He wasn't even that good of a kiss, much like he wasn't that good at feeding, but he did manage to kiss Derek back with minimal saliva or bumping noses with him.

[bloodredeyes]

Once there was no struggle and Stiles was focused on the kiss, Derek stopped. He stared at the other man as if he'd been injured and Derek had applied medicine to the wound.

"You okay?" he asked casually, as if he didn't have the lingering taste of Stiles on his lips. Stiles was worthless at kissing, but something about the innocence of that made Derek amused and a bit pleased.

[wolfmaster]

His eyes were back to normal when Derek finally pulled away and somehow Stiles found himself leaning back towards him before he could catch himself and jerk backwards, promptly knocking over a chair in the process.

Good thing vampires couldn't blush. "Yeah. Just tell me you didn't say all that crap just to get a rise out of me. If you did I might reconsider making you chew off your own arm." Derek had made him think about some very dark things....

[bloodredeyes]

"I've always had a temper," Derek admitted, being almost honest about it. He'd seen Stiles trying to go in for another kiss and it made him wonder about the boy. Maybe Scott had been the one he'd been chasing all these years and Lydia was a beard.

"You're horrible at kissing by the way," he said hoping to lighten the mood, trying to speak in Stiles' sarcasm based language, "Whoever taught you completely failed at it."

[wolfmaster]

Stiles had been pretty sure who he was in love with before all this vampire business. It definitely hadn't been Scott. Scott was like a lovable younger brother to him. He didn't see how he could survive without Stiles sometimes.

"That's because no one ever taught me how to kiss. It's not like girls are lining up for the job." He shuffles his feet, sliding a hand across the back of his head, looking the very picture of awkward. "And Danny just kind of laughed at me when I asked if he wanted to kiss me."

[bloodredeyes]

"But you've kissed someone before right? You're what...seventeen," he asked a bit bewildered. He'd seen guys a lot worse looking than Stiles making out with girls at school and some of them smelt completely like sex. Stiles wasn't a perfectly built jock like Jackson, but he could see the appeal, especially to a woman.

[wolfmaster]

"Well if you count playing spin the bottle? And they were always pretty quick ones." He'd been holding out for Lydia all these years. It only made sense why he hadn't just grabbed some random girl and made out with her. "Lydia has pretty much always been end-game for me. Since second grade."

[bloodredeyes]

He raised an eyebrow as he mentioned spin the bottle and quick pecks. He slowly realized something and that made the other eyebrow met the one higher on his forehead.

"You're a virgin," he said half amused and have astonished. Where seventeen year old boys ever that determined to get their 'one true love'?

[wolfmaster]

He hated when Derek's brows did that. It always meant he was secretly laughing at someone. Would it kill the guy to crack a smile and since when did he become so fluent in Derek-eyebrow-language?

"Yeah, so what?" He tried to sound like it didn't bother him, but it totally did. A virgin vampire. That had to be some kind of cosmic joke. It would make for the worst or funniest comedy movie ever. "Not all of us can fall back on our brooding good locks."

[bloodredeyes]

"Doesn't it bother you? You died a virgin. You missed out on so much," he said deciding not to start another shouting match by reminding him how impossible, or at least hard, it'd be to control himself when he got passionate with someone. He wasn't sure if Stiles could handle the mental image of himself seeing Lydia as a snack.

"I could help you with that," he said meaning completely that he knew girls, werewolves that would be strong enough to push him off, if he allowed it. It'd still be a pretty tricky situation.

[wolfmaster]

"Shut up already!" If Derek thought Stiles didn't know what he was missing out on, he was seriously underestimating the amount of porn hidden on his computer. "It's not like I planned it to be like this!" He hadn't known he was going to be bitten by a vampire and left for dead a week ago.

"Oh really?" Now it was Stile's turn to raise his brows. Both of them up as high as they could physically go - because that sounded a bit risque coming from Derek. "Dude, what does that even entail?"

[bloodredeyes]

Derek paused wondering what Stiles wanted it to entail. He'd asked a lot from the young man and offered nothing back put a drop of blood here or there. He gulped a little, wishing he could feel Stiles pushing him somewhere, but there was nothing.

"What do you want to entail?" he asked. A simple question that held no promises, only a fulfillment of his curiosity.

[wolfmaster]

"Well I can't do anything with your betas. It'd be too easy to control them and then I'd feel like crap..." Not to mention no one except Erica even remotely hit his hot switch and since she'd said she'd had a crush on him before, he'd feel awful if he somehow made her have sex with him.

"I don't even know.... There's this weird, freaky thing between us and I don't know if it's from me feeding on you or if I'm just losing my mind entirely. Or if it's just ramped up teenage vampire hormones. I mean we've exchanged a good bit of saliva today, you have to admit."

[bloodredeyes]

Derek stared at him, his face as unreadable as the world's best poker player. He tilted his head and thought about today and these odd feelings. He felt almost weak around Stiles and that was a thrill. It was exciting to feel like he might actually have to fight someone for once. There was also an odd respect for the boy who had the will power to deny himself the true power he could have.

"I thought you didn't like our....saliva exchanges," he said, buying time. Was there lust here? He imagined pinning Stiles to the wall and kissing him harshly then felt an odd stirring. A bit, maybe more than a bit if he was being honest.

[wolfmaster]

"Okay, I lied. A little bit. The first one surprised me. Then I was looking at you and your arm was all beat up - because of me. Then I was feeding off you. Now back at my place I was licking your face and dude, you kissed me this time. I didn't will that. You could have just...smacked me around like you tend to do with everyone else."

Stiles was talking fast. He tended to do that when he was nervous. "But you're a werewolf and I'm a freaking vampire! I mean this has to be crazy, right?"

[bloodredeyes]

He could have just slapped him, Stiles was right. He hadn't even thought about that.

"That's what's bother you? I thought you'd be more high strung because we're both guys," Derek said putting his hands into his pockets. He refused to look panicked in front of Stiles. He was the seasoned professional in all this, he wasn't about to admit that he'd never touch a male before.

[wolfmaster]

"What? No! No way. I've got a gay team mate on my lacrosse team. I shower with him and like twenty other guys. I've had drag queens grope me a time or two. This? The fact that we're two guys doesn't bother me at all. I've always been open minded." Stiles found himself putting away both their plates. Whatever was left of their steaks was cold and useless by now anyway and he could make himself useful without having to stare at Derek all day.

"It's the fact that I could be the one to tear your throat out with my teeth and drain you dry that bothers me. Kinda funny how I can make that threat now too.

[bloodredeyes]

Derek fallowed him and listened. His words had hurt Stiles more than he'd ever meant to. He crossed his arms and settled against the wall, trying to be as casual he could about this.

"You won't hurt me. I'm an alpha and I can resist you charms...some of them," Derek said hoping Stiles could get that through his thick head. He owed Stiles for what he'd said and for what he'd asked of him today and there were worse penance he could think of than this.

[wolfmaster]

"You just told me earlier how powerful I could be. How do you know I can't hurt you?" But then again. "I guess you've got teeth and claws of your own to fight back. You're right, you've thrown me off you when I feed from you." Maybe Derek really was the only one in town he could possibly have sex with.

"Do you even want this? I'm not exactly the catch of the day."

[bloodredeyes]

"You've been around beautiful jocks too much," he said than had to cough to get the words out, "You're handsome and...It's not as if...The biting is a bit erotic and sometimes being that close...I get..."

He was not some teenage boy again, he should able to talk about it, but it was weird for him. He didn't talk about sex, he did it, with women. He really should mention that, but he kept his mouth shut or Stiles would start over thinking it.


"I've imagined it before."

About ten seconds ago, but that still counted.

[wolfmaster]

"You should try being in the shower with Jackson, Scott, and yeah Danny's got a mean set of abs. If that won't destroy your body image, nothing will." He shrugs. He knew he wasn't the most muscle-bound guy around, but playing Lacrosse had put a bit of muscle on him. He just had a scrawny frame, which was good because it made him look less intimidating. Then again, that was bad at times.

"So that stuff in the movies about people getting off on a vampire biting them, that could be real? Yeah, we should work on my feeding technique then. And...other things."

This just in, Derek Hale had thought about having sex with him!

"Wow..."

His fangs were showing. Just a little because that was hot.

[bloodredeyes]

"If I want to see great abs, I'll look down," Derek said taking a few steps towards Stiles. He stood just a few inches away from him feeling oddly unsure of himself. He didn't know where he should put his hands or if he should put them anywhere, should he let Stiles move first?

"If I want to see..." he tried to pick out something he liked best on Stiles, "Full and pouty lips than I'll look at you."

[wolfmaster]

"Yeah..." Stiles found himself swallowing, maybe even gulping. "Kinda like your abs better to tell the truth." Because hey, Derek was half naked nearly every time they ran into him. He'd have to be blind not to have noticed.

"You bring the abs, I'll bring the lips." He tried for a joke, grinning that same old stupidly sly Stiles grin. "Together it's got to be a deadly combination." He met Derek halfway, unsure where to put his hands either.

[bloodredeyes]

Derek was frozen. The talk was almost done and he wasn't sure what to do. He'd never felt so awkward, not even during his own first time. He'd been oddly comfortable with that, with a woman. He'd seen that before, often, but only seen a few men and at a distance.

He did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed his shirt at the bottom and lifted it up and over his head. He tossed it to the ground and shrugged.

"You said you liked them..."