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Derek (surlier) wrote,

"Scott is very inexperienced," Derek said quietly, hearing the avoidance of older. "They share a strong familial bond. Since Stiles presented Scott's probably feeling the urge to protect, without quite knowing why. It's led to some frustration for Stiles, and probably some for Scott who doesn't know why Stiles won't let him. It'll work out," he said with confidence, but with the underlying tone that it would probably be messy until it did.

His phone vibrated with Stiles' text, and he glanced down, getting all the confirmation he needed about what was going on. I'll talk with him tomorrow. Tonight's for us.

And then quickly sent off another text, this one to Scott. Come over at 1 tomorrow so we can talk. Maybe snarl at one another. Everyone else was due over at 2, and this should give them plenty of time to talk and calm down after.

"He might be a little bit jealous too, but -- they're close. They've weathered a lot together, and they'll do that with this too."

Derek stayed for a bit longer, chit-chatting with John about things before he finally took his leave and sent another text to Stiles. Your dad wanted to know about pack placement and where you fit. Nothing bad.

Errands first. Groceries, and he almost picked up a few bottles of lube while he was at the grocery store. He even had them in his hand, but then put them back. There was someplace else in town he could get them from and after paying and loading up the Camaro, he headed to the nearest adult store.

He thought they might be a bit more discreet - he was right - but then he got distracted the butt plugs. Selecting several, as well as a few different types of lube, he paid. Everything was placed into a very dark, discreet bag, and he finally headed home.

That afternoon was spent with the realtor, looking at small houses. Townhomes, and older single family homes, a few of which caught Derek's eye, but they stopped after looking at half a dozen with a plan to regroup on Monday.

He could barely think about anything but the night in front of them and getting back to school to pick Stiles up.

It felt like he wasn't the only one when Stiles' arms closed around him and his around his mate, head dipping immediately to bury his face in the side of his neck, breathe in the scents that had soaked into his skin.

"Missed seeing you," he rumbled back and dropped a soft kiss to his pulse point. "I've got a surprise for you at home."