Author's Note: First off, I am sooo sorry for the lack of updates. My internet went down and I'm still having problems with it. I have complete intentions of finishing the story, but at the moment I have other things I need to focus on and won't update for another long period of time most likely. In relation to the story, this chapter terrified me. It's still not up to where I wish it was, but can you do? Hope you enjoy and I'll see you in a bit. Here's chapter eleven!

Chapter 11- Count With Me

"Let's just skip the movie hmm. That sound good to you?" Derek sauntered next to Scott, a smug grin on his face. Scott shook his head furiously. His head was down hiding his undoubtedly glowing eyes.

The couple had finished half their dinners before Scott claimed it was to much and pulled Derek out the door. When they got to the van Scott sent a quick text to Stiles saying they were coming home earlier than expected. He was incredibly hot. His face was slick with sweat, his clothes stuck to his body uncomfortably. He pushed his hand through his hair as he reached to try to turn the air conditioner higher.

"My god Scott. No one else uses the AC in thirty degree weather except you. I am going to freeze to death."

"Its just really hot in here."

"Why don't you take off your clothes then. All of them." Scott stared, stone faced, at Derek for what he said. "Now is not the time, I feel like I'm being cooked alive."

"I thought you might actually enjoy me attempting a joke, never mind. You'll be fine. It will go away once we confirm our decision to be mates."

"How, exactly, would we do that?"

Derek just half smiled. "Derek, tell me!"

"You seemed to have a pretty good idea at the restaurant."

"You mean-? Oh no."

"Why do you seem so scared? You were whispering dirty nothings to me a minute ago."

"That was the wolf side. He's all for this. In fact, that part of me wants you to pull over right now so I don't have to wait to get back to the cabin. The human side, the side that is in control at the moment, is not ready to go for it with a man five years older than me."

When they got to a stop light Derek looked over at Scott. He looked sick. His scent was masked by a jumble of many emotions. He couldn't help himself, he was compelled with an unseen force to lean his body in as close as he could and hug Scott. "Don't feel that way. Just think about good things.", he whispered softly. A tear wanted to form, but he refused to let it happen.

The light turned green and he had to let go to drive. Scott took a long breath. "I love you, and I know you're trying to help, but right now the only good thing on my mind is you." Gaze averted to the window he watched the trees fly by. Scott felt a hand on his own and took it without hesitation.

"How about this. For every number I say, give me a reason why you're scared."

"This is suppose to make me feel better?"

"Just do it, alright?" Derek squeezed his hand and Scott nodded softly.

"One."

"You're older."

"Two."

"You're bigger."

"Three."

"You're more experienced."

"Four."

"We don't know each other that well."

"That one- never mind. Five."

"You're a guy."

"Six."

After a pause he said, "That's all I got."

"Well.", Derek huffed. "Now, you count and I'll give arguments for your reasons. You have to do what I did though, so no interruptions, no matter how stupid the answer is. Got it?"

"I guess."

"Then go."

"One.", Scott started

"Age is but a number."

"Two."

"I'll protect you."

"Three."

"I'll guide you."

"Four."

"There's no better way to figure each other out."

"Five."

"Who cares?"

"Who cares is not a good argument." Scott smiled. As pointless seeming as Derek's little exercise was, it was helping quite a bit. His breathing wasn't as labored, and he wasn't as hot as before. "Yes it is." Derek fought back. "Maybe when you live in a world of werewolves and you're the alpha, but definitely not in the real world."

"Whatever." The van stopped. The still snow covered cabin was before them. Some of the lights illuminated the windows. "Do we really have to go in?", Scott whined. He got a glare in response and Derek lumbered out and slammed the door. He followed suit, listening as he came up to the door. Inside he could hear the television.

Derek put a hand on his shoulder. "Here's another good Alpha lesson. Don't care about what other people think. Do only what benefits you and your pack. Be confident in all your decisions." Scott nodded and unlocked the door.

Lydia and Stiles were curled up under a blanket watching a movie. "Welcome back.", Lydia chimed. Scott grunted and hurried up the stairs. Derek covered him. "He's a bit... flustered right now. He'll be back to normal in the morning." Stiles scent matched his confused expression. "What did you do to him." Derek pulled a toothy grin. "Actually, its what he wants to do to me that's more concerning at the moment."

As he ascended the stairs, he stopped half way. "Ignore any thumping or screaming you may or may not hear tonight." Just as he topped the staircase he saw a glimpse of Stiles' face who looked like he was about to vomit.

Scott was face down on the bed. He had stripped to just a pair of boxers and was breathing lightly. Derek growled, the animalistic sound filled with lust. He climbed on the bed and began to massage Scott's back, straddling his waist. "Lower.", he grumbled. Derek obeyed. He pressed in his thumbs around making slow small circles on either side of his spine.

He bent over and whispered in Scott's ear. "Are you ready to do this?" Derek was expecting Scott to have second thoughts. Instead, one second he was on top of the teen giving him a massage, then there was a haze, and suddenly he was underneath an Alpha wolf with eyes shinning crimson, and fangs parting his mouth slightly.

"I'm so ready." The tone was low and slurred. Without any warning the clawed hands tore apart Derek's shirt. Scott stopped in his tracks while staring at Derek's still healing stomach. His eyes recurred to their normal deep brow, with red only encompassing the edges. "Scott, you there?"

He gently rested his hand on the scars. "Ya, I'm just having more of those contradicting feelings."

"What is it this time?" Derek reached his hand up and scratched the back of Scott's head. "I can't believe that I could ever vandalize a beautiful body like yours, but at the same time, I want to do it more. Like, all over." Derek chuckled. He has the best laugh. Its a shame he doesn't do it more often. Scott thought to himself. "That is a little thing called marking. It shows everyone who that person belongs to, shows that they are taken."

"Is it normal?"

"Yes, and I want you to. Now stop talking and fuck me."

Derek Hale saying that was all it took to put Scott back in the mood. "Pants off. Now!" Scott demanded, eyes roaring back to life. Derek tried to complete the action, but was apparently too slow. Scott fiddled with the button and couldn't get it done with fingers with extended nails. He resorted to just tearing those too. He removed the shredded material and tossed it to the floor.

Scott looked into Derek's eyes before scooping his head and crashing their lips together. His kisses trailed along the man's perfect jaw line, down his neck and around his shoulder; nipping and sucking the wounds here and there. "Scott. Good."

His kisses trailed down to Derek's nipple where he started to lick and suck the tender skin. He got an excited groan in response. Scott moved to the other, getting more grunts in return. Those sounds were so good. He wanted to see how many of them he could get Derek to make.

He tried grinding his hips into Derek. That got a long growl that was almost loud enough to be a roar. Derek gripped Scott's hair when he moved down to his stomach. "You're body is so beautiful", the teen said. His breath was hot against Derek's skin. "Too much." Scott climbed back up Derek's body and touched his nose with his own. "What?"

"You're making me want to shift. I might hurt you." Scott nuzzled his face between his beta's neck and shoulder. "Do it. Let go. You won't hurt me." With that he bit deep into Derek's shoulder. He roared in agony in response. Scott looked up into his mate's blue eyes and smiled. "If I wasn't so turned on, and if you weren't so god damn hot, I would be furious right now." The alpha just smiled and moved down to sit up on Derek's legs. "May I?"

"Yes please." Scott pulled down Derek's boxers slowly. "Faster, Scott." Scott stopped and looked right into the older man's eyes, mouth a straight line. "I call the shots here. I'll go at my own pace, thank you." Derek wiggled under his alpha's glare. "Sorry.", he whispered. It would have been inaudible had it not been for werewolf hearing.

Scott examined Derek before gripping his base firmly and taking the head of his cock in his mouth. That got the best sound yet. He slowly moved down the shaft and came back up. He had to release it to ask: "How was that?"

"Good. Try... to growl... and... more teeth... it's so... slow." Derek was panting hard. That was a good sign.

"Teeth?"

Derek nodded opening his mouth fangs extending. Scott went back down he scraped his bottom teeth on the bottom side of Derek's member. The sound was all he needed to know that was a good thing too. He remembered the growling and tried that out. He had to keep from coughing and sputtering when Derek rocked his hips up.

Scott moved up and down pleasuring his mate. He used his tongue in ways he never had before. "Scott.", Derek warned. Scott pulled off and got a whine in response. "Why stop?"

"It's my turn." The teen rolled Derek onto his back. He traced the triskelion with a single claw, then proceeded to take off his own boxers. The older man turned around and smiled. "This is going to hurt so good." He leaned over the side of the bed to open the drawer and pull out a bottle that he then tossed to Scott, who rubbed some of the lubricant on his erection. "When did you buy this?"

"The full moon. The hardware store wasn't the only place I went."

"How did you know we-"

"Shh. Just keep enjoying the moment."

Scott positioned himself at Derek's entrance. "Ready?"

"Of course.", Derek said. Scott slowly entered his hole, pressing past the wall of flesh. The growl of pleasure turned him on more than he ever thought possible. "Derek, oh my god."

The teen waited a short time before pressing farther into his mate. Before long he was completely inside. "Please. Move." Scott followed and began to move his hips back and forth, starting at a slow rhythm before gradually building into a faster more jerky pace. The beta pushed farther onto the intrusion. "There!" Scott knew he had found Derek's sweet spot, his prostate. Both called out the name of the other subconsciously.

Derek called for more, so Scott reached around and got a firm hold of his dick. He pulled until Derek met his release. The tightening of the older wolf's inner wall was enough to send Scott over the edge, and he let go into his older mate. He pulled out of Derek and laid on top of him. They were both shuddering and on a high. "How was that?"

"Rough. Hard. Hot. Good."

"Just good?", Scott said sounding disappointed.

"I'm not going to lie and say it was the best I've ever had, but you don't have much experience. I can give you good advice for next time.", he said as he grabbed Scott's butt.

"Can't just move on and enjoy what you got can you?" Scott smiled. "Trust me, I'm enjoy this.", Derek smiled back.

"You said next time?"

The exchanged feeling of love was the strongest yet.

Warning: Touchy, feely, love chapter!

Author's Footnote: I really would like feedback on this chapter, because it was hard to write and I might need the future knowledge. Thanks for reading so far. Please review/follow/favorite.