^That girl in the image is me when I read a new fanfiction of Sterek or Destiel.
Stiles turns to his boyfriend quickly watching him sneeze after a sneeze, Werewolves aren't supposed to get sick so what the hell??? He asks passing his mate napkins "De-Sir are you okay?" He curses for his misspell and looks at Braeden to see if she noticed but it seems like the woman is only wreathing in jealousy. Well suits her right.
Derek nods, wiping his nose. "It's just the smell's too much for my nose" Stiles has to press his lips hard to not start cackling as he sees Braeden's face, and she certainly did not miss his glee as she glares at Stiles. Derek smirks seeing Stiles in glee, he is not going to let his future husband feel suppressed by anyone, not even him. "Miss Braeden, what can I help you with?"
Stiles wants to throw up, at her when the voice changes to peak politeness, what a hypocrite "Sir, there has been malfunctioning problems in all of our computers." Stiles looks at Derek who nods and looks at his computer. "Yeah, I'm facing the same problems."
Stiles eyes shot in alarm when Braeden starts moving towards Derek's desk, "Maybe I can check it for you sir?" Oh, this bitch is about to die. Stiles eyes twitch as he thinks how the woman has no self respect, he is in the same room just meters away from them and she going all out.
"No need, Mr.Stilinski can do it." Derek says looking towards Stiles who is glaring holes at the back of Braeden's head, he can't help the delighted feeling at Stiles being jealous of others just like him.
Stiles looks at Derek stunned. He sees the amusing look in his boyfriend's eyes, and knows what is going through his mind. "Now, you may leave Miss Braeden. He will take care of the problem." Stiles presses his lips looking other way to stop his laugh when the bitch looks so dumbfounded, he fixes his face in a fake annoyed look as Braeden goes out of the room, glaring at him.
When she's out, Stiles laughs out loud looking at Derek "Did you see her face?" He leans on the desk to support himself, his laugh fades when he sees Derek smiling at him. Within seconds, Stiles goes around the desk straddling Derek's lap, kissing him.
Derek wraps his arms around his mate's waist as Stiles hand come around his neck, the soft pants and moans are exchanged. Derek squeezes Stiles ass, invoking a loud moan from his mouth. "Do you wanna try office sex?" Stiles asks panting on Derek's mouth, the Alpha looks up at Stiles' whiskey eyes and murmurs "Stiles, we have to act like you hate me."
Stiles rolls his eyes and gets off of Derek, even when the Alpha tries to pull him thinking he has upset his mate. Stiles mumbles "I'm not upset, you halfwit." Stiles says cradling Derek's face to his stomach, carding his fingers through the dark locks as Derek wraps his arms around Stiles' waist, enjoying the closeness.
Stiles pulls away and settles on Derek's lap making the man raise his eyebrows confused. "What? Didn't you say I have to check on your computer." He says shrugging as he looks at monitor, smirking he adjusts his ass more to Derek's crotch making the man hold in groan, putting his hands on the arms of his chair before he ripped his mate's clothes and took him at the desk.
"Derek, I think we need to get someone professional. I have never seen something like this." Stiles voice distracts Derek from the boner tightening in his pants. He says "Well I can ask Danny but he and Aiden have just left for NY to report back to Chris and Peter. But you are my secretary, so its your job to search for that person."
Stiles looks back at Derek shocked, how the hell is he gonna find someone. Minutes later, he is sitting at his desk chair cursing his wolf man while trying to contact any person who can help him, just then his phone rings and he looks down to see it's none other than Ryan.
"Hey man, what's up??"
'Nothing much I was just thinking about catching up with you and Theo, you guys literally have forgotten me it's seems'
Stiles snorts and says "As if you will let us" A chuckle comes from the other line "True, so how about I visit you guys therw."
Stiles sighs, feeling bad that he has to turn down his friend again as he says "Oh God, I'm so so sorry man but i can't, all of our company's computer have been jammed and I have no idea what the fuck is going on, it's just numbers and numbers popping on my screen and I'm this close to throwing this device out my window"
Stiles finishes his rant and can hear his friend laughing at his misery but his head perks up as Ryan says "I'm coming there, I don't wanna brag but I'm kind of a techno genius"
Stiles buzzes his tongue as he says "Definitely bragging....but please help me before I lose my mind" 'I'll be there in 10 mins prox, Sty. Bye' "Bye bye"
After few hours of mindless searching, Stiles hears a screech as his door opens and Ryan barges in beaming "What's up fuckers?" The brunette cackles when he hears Mary's scolding voice "Sir, this an office." The culprit in question grimaces apologizing to the woman as Stiles just shakes his head at his friend.
"Well it seems like someone has put in a virus, Sty." The Alpha's mate nods breathing out as he thinks on why would someone want to harm the company? It seems like someone has hidden rivalry for Derek. Then his mind barrels on the past days extremities.
Kate.
His mind spits at the name as he feels rage blind inside him, that bitch could not let them live in peace for a day. Shoving that thought to the side he asks "So, will you be able to help?"
"Help?? Are you really asking me that?? Is our friendship of generations was worth nothing. Of course I can take care of it" Ryan dramatizes slumping on the chair as Stiles snorts throwing a pen at the drama queen.
The blonde grins before starting his loud typing on the keys, as Stiles ponders on how did his boyfriend's enemy got into the company. They would have to go through all employees documents. Reeling back he questions "Hey will you be able to scan from which computer the virus got out from?"
The man shakes his head making him frown when the man says uneasily without looking up,"It was probably done from external link." That makes Stiles confused and suspicious but he says of the feeling as his friend fixes the problem. After that, he is playing catch with Ryan when there is a knock on his door and Derek enters his coat off and shirt unbuttoned. Stiles mind short circuits as all the blood goes down his body and something sinful coils in his stomach watching his man run a hand through his hair messing it up. Even after a whole day Derek looks like some fucking Vogue model.
Because of the ogling he misses the makeshift ball hitting him in the face making splitter as he falls back undignified. "Stiles!!!" He hears and two hurrying footsteps, his vision blurs a lite before focusing when he sees Derek leaning in to hoist him up concerned.
Groaning he shakes his head, before srambling to his feet "Sorry...sorry. I just got a little distracted." He coughs flushing avoiding his mates eyes, hands. Derek for his part just holds back his smirk, he noticed his mates arousal.
He frowns noticing another presence in the room and looks to see another man he has never seen before asking of his mate's wellbeing. He tramples down his jealousy, he will never be one of those people who hold their partners as possession.
Stiles nods smiling awkwardly at both the men, really it took just a glance at his man and all his neurons collided. Breathing in he introduces his mate and his friend "Mr.Hale this is Ryan, he is the one who helped us with the computers and Ryan this our company's CEO"
Both men raised an eyebrow turning to each other for a hand shake.
"Derek Hale"
"Ryan Monroe"