spamalot } { of daring rescues and postponed dinners

[impetere]

[In her keeping tabs on Isaac, Cora’s been trying to get closer to him. When he leaves his sweatshirt at Boyd’s while they’re studying, and doesn’t show up in school the next day, she swings by Isaac’s house to give it back to him. That’s when she hears Isaac struggling in the basement. Horrified, she breaks him out and takes him to Scott’s as he happens to be closer and his mom is a nurse. Once Isaac is settled with Melissa, she takes a step out onto the porch to call her brother.]

Cora: [leaves Melissa to fret over Isaac before stepping out to the front porch and sitting on the steps. Her hands are shaking a bit as she pulls out her phone, whether it's shock or anger it's hard to tell. Still, she tracks down her brother's number and places the phone to her ear]

Derek: [is trying to cook and both hands are taken up when his phone rings. Seeing it's Cora, he lifts his foot up to agilely hit the answer key with his bare toe, and then the speaker key] Hey pup, what's going on?

Cora: [her voice is not calm at all, but she doesn't know how to make it be anything else] He had him locked in freezer in the basement.

Derek: [her tone has her attention more than anything else] Wait, Cora, slow down. Who had who where?

Cora: Isaac's dad. I went by his house because he left his sweatshirt at Boyd's and he wasn't in school. It seemed like no one was home but I heard something in the basement and ... he had Isaac padlocked in one of those freezers. The ones that open on top? [her voice doesn't get any better as she keeps talking. She spent too long keeping it together for Isaac and now it's all unraveling]

Derek: Are you fucken kidding - OW [and that would be Derek burning his arm on the pan as he nearly crushed the thing. He whimpered and moved the pan to one of the other burners and went to run his arm under water] Where is he now?

Cora: Scott's. I tried to get him to go to the sheriff but he wouldn't so I took him to Scott's mom instead.

Derek: I'll be right there. Just stay at his side, okay? [he pulls his arm free, seeing the burn already healing] I'll be there in ten minutes.

Cora: [nods a bit, taking a deep breath as she does] Okay.

Derek: Deep breaths, Cora. You just saved that boy's life. You did a good thing.

Cora: No, I know, I just ... [there's a pause as she runs a hand through her hair] How can his dad do that to him?

Derek: I don't know, pup. After Cameron died... like I said, I heard things. Not this bad though. [he's kicking some shoes on] Humans don't have the same instincts we do with their young.

Cora: That doesn't make it right.

Derek: No, it isn't right. And it's going to stop. I have to hang up, but ten minutes, I swear.

Cora: Okay. I'll see you then. [and then she'll hang up and sit on the porch to wait for him]

Derek: [putting dinner into the stove with a cover, and then dialing Fiona as he gets ready to leave]

Fiona: [picks up on the second ring shoving the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she keeps shoving on her shoes] Hey, I was just about to head over.

Derek: There's been a change of plans. An emergency came up and I need to go punch someone in the face a few dozen times. [yes, he's livid] I don't know how long I'll be.

Fiona: [oh, that doesn't sound good at all] Is everything okay? Do you need back up?

Derek: No. Cora just found the kid brother of one of my high school friends locked up in a basement freezer. Cam was probably my best friend, and I'll be damned if I let Coach Lahey think he can do that to Isaac.

Fiona: Are you sure you don't need back up? Because I think I may want to join you in punching this guy in the face.

Derek: [is jogging down the stairs because the elevator is too slow right now for him] I need to check on Isaac first. Do you know where Scott McCall lives?

Fiona: Yep. Want me to meet you there?

Derek: Yeah. At that point we can see what Isaac wants. See you there.

Fiona: See you there. [and with that she'll hang up to let Derek drive]

Derek: [drive? He's pissed - he's running. He's faster than a car when he pulls on his powers, and he'll get there in minutes, knocking on Melissa's door]

Cora: [will intercept him before he gets there, because she's still sitting on the porch waiting for him]

Derek: [okay, then he's going to pull his sister into his arms, hugging her tightly] I'm here now.

Cora: [leans into the hug and buries her face in his shoulder, eyes closing as she does. There's a part of her that reacts on instinct and relaxes now that he's here, comforted automatically by the proximity of family]

Derek: [just holds her a moment longer, then pulls back enough to crouch down and look her in the eyes] You going to be okay? I can take you home first. [piggyback since the car is at his place]

Cora: [she shakes her head] I'm okay. I should stay with him.

Derek: Want to go in? [he's going to keep his arm on her shoulder, knowing she needs that connection right now]

Cora: [nods, leaning into him as they turn to head inside]

Scott: [sees Cora and now Derek coming in] Hey, Derek. Mom, this is Derek. Cora's older brother.

Derek: [small smile] I think I've seen you in the coffee shop a few times.

Melissa: [glances up with a small smile] Right, of course.

Cora: Derek knew Isaac's brother in high school. I thought he'd be a good person to call.

Isaac: [glances up from the pile of blankets around him] I remember you. You and Cam hung out a lot.

Derek: [gives Isaac a small smile] We did. He was basically my best friend. He used to always talk about you.

Melissa: [nods a bit, before getting to her feet] I was going to make some tea. Can I get you anything, Derek?

Derek: I'm fine, but thank you.

Scott: [waits for his mom to leave] Derek, did you know about this?

Derek: No, but I heard some things from the other guys. [kneels in front of Isaac] Isaac, tell me what's been going on and I'll help you figure out what you want to do next.

Isaac: [hesitant, looking up at Cora for help. He had been leaning on her a lot since she rescued him]

Cora: [goes to sit next to him, taking his hand in hers.] Its okay.

Isaac: [takes a deep breath] It... it started after Cam died. Dad wasn't like that before, I swear.

Derek: No, I remember your dad before I left for college, Isaac. That’s why I don't understand what's happening.

Isaac: [and he just goes into the whole thing, shaking a bit and squeezing Cora's hand hard.]

Cora: [she takes it and she doesn't let go, lacing her fingers through his as she does. She's not going anywhere, and she can take whatever it is. She doesn't say anything either, not really sure there's much else to say]

Derek: You should talk to the sheriff, Isaac. What he's doing isn't right.

Isaac: No, I can't. If I do, he'll just make it worse.

Derek: [putting a hand on Isaac's knee, only to have the boy twitch it away. He hovers there a moment, then sighs and drops his hand.] Isaac, I know you love your dad, but you did nothing wrong. You don't deserve this. He needs help to be able to be the dad you remember.

Cora: [she gives his hand a squeeze, before turning to face him more] He could still get worse anyway. He didn't start putting you in the freezer, right? Do you want to find out what worse than that is?

Isaac: [shakes his head] I don't have anywhere else to go.

Scott: You can totally stay here. I mean, you'd have to sleep on my floor or the couch...

Derek: Or you could come with me. I've got an apartment not far from the school. Your choice.

Cora: I bet even the sheriff would let you stay with him until you figured something out.

Derek: Point is, you have a lot of options, kiddo. And we'll keep you safe and find a way to help your dad. But it starts with you. We'll back your play, got it?

Isaac: [isn't really sure. He's still scared this will get worse if he does it]

Cora: [her opposite hand finds his other one, looking him in the eye] You can do this, Isaac. And we'll protect you. I promise.

Isaac: [thinks slowly] I'll.... I'll talk to Stiles' dad then.

Melissa: I'll call. [she gives him a small smile as she comes back in with the tea. She was going to call anyway, but she wanted it to be what Isaac wanted] You drink this.

Isaac: [takes the cup] Thank you. [he looks like he may start crying, but he focuses on the tea instead] Could I stay here the night?


Melissa: Of course, sweetheart. Stay as long as you like.

Isaac: [he nods, looking a bit relieved, then looks at Cora] Can you stay while the sheriff's here?

Cora: [nods, before shifting closer so that he can snuggle against her if he wants]

Melissa: [watches them before reaching for the phone and stepping out of the room to call the sheriff]

Derek: [gets up, Squeezing Cora's shoulder] I'm going to check on a few things with Scott's mom. I'll be right back. [and he follows her to listen in on the convo]

Melissa: [hits the speed dial number for the sheriff and places the phone to her ear glancing over at Derek with a small smile while she waits for him to pick up]

Sheriff: Stilinski here.

Melissa: John, [because until said otherwise, his name is John] it's Melissa McCall. I was wondering if you could come by the house. There's someone you need to talk to.

Sheriff: You used my first name, it's got to be serious. Are the boys up to something?

Melissa: No. I have Isaac Lahey here. He's in Scott and Stiles's grade, his dad coaches the swim team? [there's a pause as she glances to the ground] Cora Hale found him padlocked in a freezer in the basement of his house.

Sheriff: [give him a minute, and he sighs] I'll be right over. Keep all the kids there, and I'll send someone over to pick up Lahey.

Derek: [nods, then slips out the door and heads to Cora] You stay here. I'm going to just check on something.

Melissa: Will do. He wants to make a statement, and I told him he could stay with me for as long as he needed.

Cora: [nods but stays where she is]

Scott: Where you going?

Derek: [he looks at Isaac, who's also giving him confused eyes] I'm going to make sure everything is okay at Isaac's house. I'll be right back.

[And with that he heads over to Isaac’s house with Fiona to investigate the scene and make sure there isn’t anything there that screams werewolf.]

Derek: You need to be lookout. I can get in and out quickly and hear them upstairs. But if they look like they are coming in, text me.

Fiona: Your sister broke a very small window to get in the house. Are you going to break down the door? Because as far as not getting noticed goes that would do the trick.

Derek: No, I'm going to find an unlocked window in the kitchen. Unless you know how to pick locks.

Fiona: I do, but I also happen to be the same size and have the same upper body strength as your sister would if she were human. If we're gonna fake a crime scene, it should be me who does it.

Derek: [jaw grit, but his sister's safety was at stake and time was short] Fine, go in I'll keep watch.

Fiona: [ smirks a bit, before finding the window Cora used to get in and slipping in easily. She lands on the basement floor and is careful to avoid the broken glass so as to not get it in her shoes. It doesn't take her long to find the (now broken) padlock and the freezer with the claw marks across the lid and walls. Her face falls and she pulls out her phone, snapping a few quick pictures, just in case. then the phone goes back in her pocket and she closes the lid, picking up the padlock and slipping it into the hook. She then turns to look around the garage to find she what have used to open it and grabs a fire extinguisher that's against the wall, giving her grip enough of a slip that there are prints, but they're too smudged to really be identifying.] This is gonna be a little loud. [ and with that, she brings the fire extinguisher down on the lock, watching as the tell-tale dent marks start to appear on the ridge. she gives it a few good whacks, before putting the fire extinguisher down, and pulling off the padlock to toss it to the side. With that, it's just reopening the lid again with the sides of her fingers and she makes her way back to the window, extending her hand up to him so he can pull her up]

Derek: [winced at the fire extinguisher noises, but thankfully the deputies didn't hear it. He helps her back out, grinning] Thanks.

Fiona: [she gives a bit of a shrug, before dusting herself off to make sure she didn't get snagged by any of the glass] Text her and let her know she used a fire extinguisher to break the lock.

Derek: [nods and starts to do so, but stops as a car pulls to a stop next door to the house. turns to see Coach Lahey in the car, staring at the police car and the deputies not looking at him] The bastard's here.

Fiona: [and her hand is on his arm quickly to stop him from doing something stupid] You can't just attack him in full view of a pair of sheriff's deputies.

Derek: [growling, his eyes flashing blue for just a moment] He can't get away with it either.

Fiona: He won't. Isaac is safe, and they're looking for him. He'll get caught sooner or later - don't let him take you down with him.

Derek: Well, I can't go over to them and be like "the bastard's right there" without explaining why I'm here either.

Fiona: [she pauses, considering that for a moment, before giving a bit of a shrug as she dragged him towards the Whittemores' yard.] ... Actually I have an idea.

Derek: [sighs, but follows because he has no real choice. He's trying to get control of his anger. He's never felt this angry before]

Fiona: [leads them over the fence and down the driveway before pulling her hair out of it's ponytail and whispering] What's his name again?

Derek: Lahey.

Fiona: And you said he was a coach right?

Derek: Yeah, swim coach.

Fiona: Got it. [and with that she skips her way down to the sidewalk, strolling ahead just like she's out for a walk when she comes up to the idling car and stops. The windows of the police cruiser are down so they'll have no problem hearing her when she shrieks ...] Oh my God, Coach Lahey? [and with that she's going to take a few steps forward and rap quickly on the window]

Derek: [watches as the coach in the car is flustered, and sees the two deputies getting out of the car, flashlights up and aiming at the car. He keeps where he's laying though as the Coach tries to start his car to drive away and the deputies run up]

Fiona: [looks appropriate confused, as one of the deputies gently moves her to the side and instructs the coach to stop the car. She rambles at them for a moment, before they tell her that she should probably go and she nods her agreement, before returning back the way she came, not picking up speed until she's out of sight and closer to Derek] That worked better than I thought.

Derek: I still want to punch him in the face.

Fiona: I know. [she takes a few steps before closing the distance between them, sliding her arms around his waist] But this is the right way to do it.

Derek: [is easy with the affection and gives her a quick kiss] I know you're right. But it is less satisfying. We should get back to pick up Cora.

Fiona: We do. And salvage what is left of this date. Because as much as I love getting abusive parents arrested, it's not exactly the romantic evening I was going for.

Derek: Neither was I. I was almost finished cooking you dinner too. It's still in the stove to keep warm and safe.

Fiona: Mmmm. That sounds perfect because I am starving.

Derek: Would you rather I drop you off first to feed you, and then take Cora home?

Fiona: [she shakes her head] I drove, remember?

Derek: Who said I was driving? There's a reason I got an apartment at the edge of the Hale property.

Fiona: [smirks a bit] If you want alone time with your sister all you have to do is say so.

Derek: [serious] She's really shaken up at this. Someone needs to take her home and let mom know what happened.

Fiona: Okay. So we'll head back to your place and you can take her home. But I still probably won't eat without you.

Derek: Deal. Let's go get her.

Fiona: [nods as she pulls back and returns to her car]

Derek: [follows, getting into the passenger side]

Fiona: [and off they drive back to the McCall house and Fiona pulls to a stop at the curb. The sheriff's cruiser is there, and he's talking to Cora on the porch, getting her account of things. She glances over at the sound of the car and relaxes a bit before turning her attention back to the sheriff]

Derek: You may want to stay here in case one of the deputies come around. [grins]

Fiona: [shakes her head] Go!

Derek: [slides out of the car and walks back up to the McCall house slowly] Sorry, I'm back. I had a friend I needed to reroute to pick us up.

Cora: [nods a bit before turning back to the sheriff] Do you need me to do anything else?

Sheriff: [looks over at Derek and nods, then back at Cora] No, I think I have everything. If I have anymore questions, where will you be?

Derek: I'm taking her home.

Cora: So my mom's house. [rambles off the address] I'm just gonna let Isaac know I'm leaving.

Sheriff: Thank you, Cora. You did a very brave thing today. Isaac's lucky to have friends like you.

Derek: I'll wait here. Give Isaac my number so if he wants someone to talk to, he can also call me.

Cora: [nods, giving the sheriff a small smile before heading back inside to find Isaac. She heard Melissa say something about making up a spare room but she doesn't know if Isaac went with her]

Isaac: [is still sitting on the couch looking like a pathetic puppy]

Cora: [turns and gives him a small smile before sitting next to him] My brother's back and he's going to take me home. My mom's probably wondering what happened to me.

Isaac: Scott's mom is going to let me stay here, and the Sheriff is okay with that. But he said I was going to have to talk to someone from child services tomorrow so I won't be in school.

Cora: [nods] I can bring over your homework if you want. So you don't get too far behind.

Isaac: I'd really like that. [he gives her a smile] Thank you. For... everything.

Cora: [she nods, before leaning forward to pull him into a hug] I'm just glad you're okay.

Isaac: [hugs her back tightly, pressing his eyes into her shoulder] I'll get there.

Cora: [she closes her eyes taking a deep breath as she rubs his back lightly. She can still feel his anxiety, but it's less, different than the fear that she felt when he was in the basement. It's better, even if it isn't perfect. She holds it for as long as she can, before pulling back with a small smile] I'll see you tomorrow, okay?

Isaac: See you tomorrow. [his eyes, they are of the hero worshiping kind]

Cora: [doesn't really notice, just gets up and heads to the door to meet up with her brother]

Derek: If you want to talk anytime, Isaac, Cora can give you my number.

Isaac: Thanks.

Derek: [wraps his arm around his sister's shoulder and leads her off back to Fiona's car]

Cora: [leans into him until they get to the car, and she slides into the back seat]

Fiona: [gives her a small smile, before glancing to Derek] Where am I going?

Derek: Let's take Cora home first, then we'll go back to my place for dinner.

Fiona: [nods and turns to start to drive back towards the Hale house. Cora is silent in the back seat for the entire ride]

Derek: [ after a few minutes, he slides his hand behind the seat for her to take] You know, you could call Laura and talk to her. Just tell her not to technobabble to you.

Cora: [she takes his hand all the same, but she shakes her head. And then she breathes. And then the fact that she's managed not to burst into tears all afternoon catches up with her and she starts breaking down in the back seat]

Derek: [to Fiona] Pull over. [and he waits and instantly crawls into the back seat, pulling her into his arms] Oh, Cora. [he pets her hair gently]

Cora: [just curls into him sobbing into his shoulder as she does] He was so scared.

Derek: Anyone would be in that. But he'll bounce back in time, Cora. He's a strong kid.

Cora: But I could feel it. The house was dripping in it, and I just ... feel like maybe if I had been paying attention sooner or I had done something ... [and eventually it just descends into sobs again because it was a long day and keeping everything bottled for Isaac's sake was a lot harder than she thought]

Derek: [he just pulled her into his arms more, pulling her to curl into his lap and resting his chin on top of her head. He rocked her softly, and looked at Fiona in the rear view mirror and nodded for her to keep driving]

Cora: [just leans into him and stays close as the car starts to move again, and by the time they reach the house, she's mostly calmed down, hand coming up to wipe at her eyes. Her mom's probably worried and she doesn't want to make things worse]

Derek: [he slides out and just picks her up] Come on, I'll take you up to bed and I'll tell mom. You just get some rest, okay?

Cora: [she knows she should fight him because she's seventeen years-old and can walk, she's fine, but for the moment she just wants to let him be her big brother. So she does.]

Talia: [comes out the door and onto the porch when she hears the car pull up, concern and worry written all over her face] What happened?

Derek: Cora saved Isaac's life. [he kissed her forehead.] I'll tuck her in. [He motioned his head to Fiona because she could explain part of it while he was upstairs getting Cora tucked into bed]

Talia: [looks even more confused, but nods as she makes her way down to the car. Cora just closes her eyes, burying her face in his shoulder more]

Derek: [gets her upstairs] My bed or yours? [because he knows her that well]

Cora: [he does. And she appreciates that he at least asked] Yours.

Derek: [goes into his room and lowers her to the bed, pulling his comforter up over her right to her chin, and then kneels down beside her. He gently pets her hair] You are a strong, brilliant and amazing woman, Cora. I'm sorry I asked you to check on him, but you saved his life today. He's going to have a chance now for a good life all because of you. You get that, right?

Cora: [her head nods a bit, because she does. She just needs the anxiety and the adrenaline to wear off and for the feelings to fall away. she'll probably feel a lot better after she sleeps, but right now, her emotions are a mess] I don't ... I'm not sorry. I just wish it hadn't been anything.

Derek: I know. I do too.

Cora: [she takes a deep breath, wiping at her face again] I'll be okay. You shouldn't make Fiona wait.

Derek: You're still my baby sister and will always, always come first. [he kissed her cheek] Get some sleep.

Cora: [she nods, closing her eyes as she curls into a ball a little more]

Derek: [he gets up and goes, turning off the light and closing the door. He waited a moment, listening into the door first to make sure she went to sleep]

Cora: [she does, passing out not long after her leaves, her breathing evening out quickly.]

Talia: [when he's ready to come down, Talia will be at the bottom of the stairs, that worried look still on her face]

Derek: She's sleeping. Once the adrenaline is out of her system she'll settle back down.

Talia: [nods slowly] Fiona says you went and cleaned up after her? Made sure it looked human?

Derek: Yeah, we took care of it. Her secret's safe, and she knows what to tell the Sheriff if he comes back again to double check her story. She heard him screaming, broke in through a window, used a fire extinguisher to break open the lock and pulled him out and took him to Scott's.

Talia: [nods slowly, hands rubbing her arms] I worry so much about the alpha pack and hunters and other monsters - sometimes I forget about the less obvious ones.

Derek: She wants to know how someone could do that to their own child. I can't give her an answer to that beyond that after Cameron died, something broke in his father. She's going to need you or Laura to help her find some understanding.

Talia: [she nods] I'll do my best. I'm not sure my answers would be any better.

Derek: I don't think there will ever be a good answer. [he leaned into his mother a moment, hugging her] Call if you need me to come back? I'm a ten minute jog away.

Talia: [she nods as she slides her arms around him, pressing a kiss to his temple] I think we'll be okay. She'll probably sleep through most of the night anyway.

Derek: She's in my room tonight.

Talia: [nods] I'll keep an eye on her.

Derek: Thanks, Mom. I love you.

Talia: I love you too.

Derek: I'll call in the morning. [another hug, and then he heads out to where Fiona is waiting]

Fiona: [starts the car when she sees him coming, but she waits until he gets in the car to speak] You okay?

Derek: Ask me in the morning when I actually let it all sink in? [he looks at her with an eyebrow raised]

Fiona: [nods before putting the car in drive] Fair enough. Now where am I going?

Derek: My place. Because if dinner isn't completely ruined, I think we're both starving at this point.

Fiona: Your place it is. [And she winds their way back to the apartment and they head upstairs to eat]

Derek: [and he pulls the food from the oven and it's cold, but heats up easily and isn't bad at all. In fact, he followed his mother's recipe exactly]

Fiona: [inhales it, mostly because she's starving, but she does taste some of it] And you said you couldn't cook.

Derek: I took a lesson.

Fiona: It paid off.

Derek: I'm glad you liked it.

Fiona: I may make you do this more often.

Derek: I would have to take more classes.

Fiona: I would make it very worth your while.

Derek: Mmmm, I think I like the sound of that.

Fiona: [nods a bit as she leans closer, kissing him softly] Really, there isn't a way where we both don't win on this one.

Derek: I'm all for winning. However, there is still dessert in the fridge.

Fiona: [hums as she considers] What is it?

Derek: Mini cannolis from the Italian market. Freshly filled today. With a chocolate dip to dip them in.

Fiona: [nods slowly, her finger trailing against his chest softly] I should warn you that I can be very messy with chocolate.

Derek: Maybe I should get you a bib then [grins, looking down at her fingers]

Fiona: [she smirks, amused] Or we could just take off our shirts.

Derek: That will save us laundry to do.

Fiona: [nods] I just think that clothing from this point in is wholly impractical.

Derek: And it's a good thing my apartment windows face the woods. [goes to take his shirt off for her]

Fiona: [smirks as she pulls hers off as well, before leaning in to kiss him]

Derek: [he pulled her more into his lap, kissing her back as his hands went to work on her bra because that needed to go too.]

Fiona: [she shifts her arms a bit to help him get that off, before shifting so that she's straddling his lap and deepening the kiss]

Derek: [his fingers caress along her back, and then playfully dance along her rib, half caress, half tickle as he sucked on her lower lip]

Fiona: [hums softly into the kiss, her hands wandering over his shoulders. As her hands move lower, her finger curl a bit, letting her nails drag against his skin.]

Derek: [grins and starts to kiss along her jaw, his hands sliding back up her back to press her body up against his, skin to skin]

Fiona: [her head tips back, hips pushing down against his as she's pulled closer to him]

Derek: [Derek groaned, because that was cheating and she knew it and had the advantage being on top of him. She should just be glad his fangs weren't dangerous to her being turned as he nipped at her skin to answer that]

Fiona: [Yes, well, she's a cheater. She grins a bit in response before tipping forward, letting her lips brush against his neck, before moving up and catching his earlobe in her teeth. She continues to rock her hips against his, moving in slow circles.]

Derek: [His head is going to fall back from kissing her as he gasps, feeling like he is going to bust out of his jeans any moment if she keeps that up.] You don't need the chocolate to make a mess. [he pointed out, laughing]

Fiona: [She grins, moving so that she's leaning over him, his lips inches from hers.] So you're saying that I shouldn't go get the chocolate from the fridge and pour it all over me?

Derek: [His lips plays against hers, not kissing but brushing against them.] I wouldn't object at all. But I think the couch is a bad spot for it. We should eat at the kitchen table.

Fiona: [She nods a bit, her nose brushing against his as she does.] You're right. It would be irresponsible of us not to. [But she doesn't pull away, enjoying the feeling of being pressed against him.] And we should probably take off our pants, just to be safe.

Derek: [He laughed.] Not something I can do with you holding them down right now. [he said as he nipped at her chin]

Fiona: [She sighs dramatically, before pulling back slowly.] Fine. If I must.

Derek: [Derek grinned, pushing her back enough to slide his hands up her body, cupping her breasts.] These are going to taste wonderful chocolate covered.

Fiona: [Fiona grins back, her breath catching slightly as he touches her.] I bet there's a lot of me that chocolate will add to.

Derek: [He stood up, pressing her close to him again.] I have enhanced senses, including taste. You already taste good to me.

Fiona: [Her eyes widen a bit at that, because despite having been with werewolves before she never actually considered that.] That's ... really hot, actually.

Derek: [He wasn't going to point out that it was the reason he was good at foreplay with his tongue, especially down below the belt. But he went to playfully lick along her neck.] Taste, touch, and smell. Everything enhanced and letting me just immerse myself in just how amazing your body is.

Fiona: [She shivers a bit as she leans in closer, before turning to start and head back towards the kitchen.] We should get that chocolate now.

Derek: [He grinned and followed her, going to the cabinet to pull it down. He wouldn't heat it since it could burn her, and instead he grabbed a spoon to stir it up.] Lay down on the table. [he told her, licking his lips.]

Fiona: [She smirks a bit before making her way to the table, fingers lingering over the button of her jeans.] Are we still doing this pantsless?

Derek: I think for the laundry's sake, you should take it all off. [He put the chocolate on the table and went to take his own off as well, just to be safe before pulling a chair over to sit down in. He dipped his finger in the chocolate, then held it out to her.] Care for a free sample?

Fiona: [She slips out of the rest of her clothes as he does, before sitting up on the table and shifting a bit to get comfortable. When he offers his finger, she smirks a bit, before leaning in to suck it off, letting her tongue tease across it to make sure she gets it all.] Mmmm. Perfect.

Derek: [Yeah, that felt nice, and Derek made a quick mental note to only use half the chocolate on her so she could “get revenge” on him later. He dipped his finger in again, and draw a smiley face on her stomach, then grinned at at her playfully]

Fiona: [She laughs a bit, before leaning back on the table more, stretching out and letting her arms fall behind her head. Her back arches just slightly and she raises an eyebrow.] Good?

Derek: Perfect. [He leaned forward, licking up the face slowly. He then took the cup and carefully poured a generous amount over her breasts. He brought his hands up, smearing the chocolate all over them as her caressed her breasts, watching as his fingers left trails on the mess a moment before he leaned forward to start licking one clean at the nipple.]

Fiona: [She moans softly at the feel of his tongue against her skin. Her head falls back, arching slightly into his hands. Her fingers grip the edge of the table, giving herself a little leverage to push herself up.]

Derek: [His chocolate-y hands slide down her body, continuing to spread the mess as he finished cleaning off on breast, then the other.]

Fiona: [Her body pushes up into his hands, following the trail he's leaving behind. She wants to pull him closer, feel him press against her in the process but for now she keeps her hand where they are, digging into the solidity of the table.]

Derek: [He knows he is probably torturing her with this, but he takes his time to make sure he gets up all of the chocolate before he stands up and moved to another part of the table. The chocolate is now poured between her legs a moment before he dives in, wanting to enjoy her taste at it's purest form mixed with the sugary treat.]