Hi!!!! For your Sweet Affectionate Moments Meme, number 32 please!! Pretty please with Sterek??? PS: Love your writing!!!
32. Getting caught in the act.
Stiles’ dad says, crossing his arms in front of his chest, “I can
understand the first time. You were young, had been dating for a few
weeks. Hell, sometimes I couldn’t resist your mother either.”
thumps his head against the kitchen table and groans.
the second time was my fault.” His dad continues. “I walked in
without knocking, I’ve learned my lesson.” He still glares at Derek
though, like it’s his fault Stiles ended up the way he is. “But for
sake, you have a daughter
Said daughter is currently sitting on the floor, mouthing at Derek’s
fingers and drooling all over herself. She can’t even sleep the
entire night yet.
Stiles cries out, “can’t you just –”
won’t happen again, sir.” Derek says, barely holding his laughter
at Stiles’ horrified expression.
Stiles yells, making Mia start laughing at the noise. He takes a
moment to smile down at his daughter and then turns to his husband
again. “But – I like having sex on the couch.”
Both Derek and Stiles’ dad scream.
I do!” He points at Derek. “And it’s not like you said no.”
ducks his head down, the tip of his ears going red. Hah,
he likes having sex on the couch too. Stiles grins.
too old for this.” His dad complains, running a hand through his
hair. “Give me my granddaughter.” He gestures for Mia and Derek
passes her quickly. Stiles always found adorable how even after ten
years Derek is still scared of Stiles’ dad.
Mia laughs as her grandfather tickles her and they all stare at her,
her back by six!” Stiles yells at his father’s retreating back,
waving as Mia smiles at him.
He screams back. “So you learn not to have sex where your daughter
ten months, she doesn’t even know what a blow-” Derek clasps a hand
over his mouth.
stop talking, please.”
He mutters, watches as Stiles’ dad drives off and then heads back
inside. To do laundry probably, Stiles frowns, Derek loves being all
domestic when they’re baby-free.
Such a wasted time.
need to start locking the door.” He says, following Derek into the
need to stop having sex on the couch.”
Stiles throws his hands up. “Ah, come on. Not you too!”
have a baby, Stiles.” Derek says, collecting the toys they had laid
out for Mia to play while they were in the kitchen. “We have to be
I like having sex on the couch.” Stiles says. “I like being able
to touch you all the time.”
“We spent a long time not being able to do that.” He still
remembers the two years away, Derek in New York and Stiles calling
him at night, pretending he just wanted to ask about a book or if
Derek would buy him a Mets jersey. He remembers missing Derek like
crazy, going to New York just to see him and then spending the entire
weekend trying not to give away his feelings.
Mostly, he remembers Derek kissing him on his last night there,
remembers the feeling of finally being able to be with him, to run a
hand over his hair and drop a kiss on his shoulder just because.
He remembers Derek promising they’d be together forever.
“Stiles,” Derek says, kissing the top of his head, “I love you.
That’s never going to change. But I also love our daughter and I’d
rather not answer to sex questions before she’s at least
Despite himself, Stiles snorts, slumping against Derek’s chest.
“Fine. No sex on the couch or the kitchen table. Forever.
This is so unfair.”
“Well, you know she’ll move out eventually, right?” Derek asks.
The thought of his adorable baby girl growing up and going to college
or even getting married is not something Stiles is prepared to deal
with now. “Hey! One problem at a time!” Derek snorts, pulling
Stiles in for a kiss.
“Come on, we can still have sex in our bed.”
Stiles grins, forgetting about Mia and his dad and everything else as
Derek begins to unbutton his shirt. “I like the way you think.”
In the end it doesn’t really matter if it’s on the couch or the bed,
as long as Stiles has Derek, the location is only a detail.