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It's been three months, since the battle against Abaddon. I came out of the coma with no major complications, thank goddess. I was quicker to anger, than I was before. But it's gotten better with more time that has gone by. Deaton thinks that touching Dean's mark brought something darker out inside of me. But extra meditation, spending time with Stiles, and regular elixirs having been helping me feel normal.

Dean was following a lead about the mark. Caroline was safely back in Mystic Falls. Klaus and his crew were doing well, the last time that I heard. Jo and Ellen were coping with Ash's passing. The rest of us finally getting back into the swing of things.

"You with me, Bon?" Stiles asked me. I looked over at him and nodded with a smile. We were pulling up to Peter's cabin a few towns away. We needed time away and I was ready to finally spend some time with him. Thankfully, it has indoor plumbing and electricity, so we won't be roughing it.

"I'm here. There's nowhere that I'd rather be." I promised. He smiled at me and brought his lips to mine.

We got out of the car and began to bring our bags in. It didn't take us long. I went out to grab our last bag, when I was lifted off of my feet.

I squealed, as Stiles scooped me into his arms. I giggled, as he carried me inside. He tossed the bag aside and locked the door behind us. He carried me to the bathroom, before setting me down.

There were flowers and candles waiting for us. My breath caught, as I looked over at Stiles. Flower petals are all over the floor and in the tub, floating in a bubble bath. Candles are covering the counter tops.

How did he have time to do this? He had to have had help. I can't believe he went through all of this trouble for me. No one has ever done this for me.

Soft music started playing, as Stiles pulled me to him. He kissed me, before he started to disrobe me. I let him take the lead and take off my clothes, before I helped him with his.

"We haven't gotten time to really explore what we have or had time to really be intimidate together. I wanted this to be special for you. I'm glad we waited and didn't rush this. I can't picture ever wanting anyone else. We've been through so much already, and we keep getting stronger. I was missing something in my life, when I met you. You helped bring me a piece of myself that I thought I lost." He confessed. I tried to blink back the happy tears that were forming.

"I'm glad we waited, too... I'll forever be grateful for you, Stiles. I've never had what you give me. You accept me for who I am and you don't expect me to drop everything and sacrifice myself for everyone. None of the pack does. You've accepted me, since my first day in Beacon Hills. Apart from my Grams - who I know in my heart, would love you - I never experienced unconditional love, until I met you. You make me feel like a better version of myself and there is no one I would rather grow with." I conveyed.

He kissed me and picked me up, again. He sat me in the bath and I reclined back, taking him in. He's fucking beautiful.

He stepped inside and I moved, so he could sit down. He cradled me against him and I relaxed in his embrace. He placed soft kisses along my neck.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed his ministrations. He was moving his mouth in just the right way. His hands weren't idle. His fingertips trailed my abdomen, and moved lower.

"Stiles," I breathed out. He didn't stop or slow down. He was getting me hot and bothered and I didn't want him to stop.

He felt me up in just the right way. He rolled my nipples between his fingers and bit down on my neck. I cried out and arched against him. I could feel him growing hard against me.

I turned around to face him and moved to straddle his lap. I kissed him and bit down on his bottom lip. I want him more than anything.

"We need to get out of here and get a condom. I want you, Stiles. I don't want to wait, anymore." I breathed. He nodded and looked down our bodies, as he reached behind me and squeezed my ass. I moaned and tried to focus on not just riding him here. We need to be safe. I can wait a minute.

I stepped out of the tub and dried off. Stiles pulled the water stopper out of the tub and stood up. I bit my lip as I looked him over. He looks damn good.

"I have condoms in my bag." I told him. He nodded and stepped out of the tub. "If you don't hurry, I'm going to start without you." I teased him. He smirked and dried off with record speed. I started to run back to the bedroom, knowing he would chase me. I didn't get very far, until I was off of my feet and slung over Stiles' shoulder.

"You've brought this upon yourself, beautiful. Your ass is mine tonight. You won't come until I say so." He threatened. I giggled in excitement.

"Bring it on handsome." I challenged him.

I panted, as Stiles brought me to the edge again, but refused to let me finish. I gritted my teeth and prayed for patience. I felt like I was losing my mind.

"Stiles, please, please," I begged. He looked down at me and nodded with a smirked. He brought his lips to my navel, before settling his face in between my legs. His mouth was positively sinful. It didn't take long, until I felt the coil tightening in my core. I gripped the sheets under me and cried out. "Shit, Stiles. I'm coming. Fuck." I gasped. My back arched, as I heard Stiles open the condom package. He moved back in between my legs and thrust inside of me. I moaned and dug my nails into his back. It was all I could do, to hang on and enjoy the ride.

"Do you have any idea how sexy you are? Gotdamn, I will never get tired of seeing you like this." He grunted. My orgasm dissipated, but I could feel another one building. I pushed Stiles onto his back and I straddled his lap, before sinking myself down on his length. He gripped my hips and bit down on his lip. "Fuck, Bonnie," he breathed. He was going so deep and hitting the right spots. I was moving my hips in just the right way.

"Stiles, are you close?" I panted. "I want you to come with me." I cried. He moved a hand between us and began to toy with the sensitive nub in between my legs. "Stiles," I gasped. He thrust his hips up harder, faster, in a frantic motion. I was so close I could taste it.

"Bonnie," he groaned, as he dug his fingers into my hip. I slammed into my release and kept bucking my hips, against his. I trembled and slumped against him. His arms went around me and I tried to remember how to breathe.

It was worth the wait - he was worth the wait. That was better than I ever imagined.

"Did you have help setting up the cabin?" I asked him, as I woke up. He chuckled and nodded.

"Thank you, for this." I whispered. He kissed the top of my head.

"I should be thanking you. Consider my world rocked." He teased. I laughed.

"Ditto," I sighed in contentment. I jumped as shrill ringing broke the silence. I cursed inwardly. "Who's calling us?" I complained. Stiles reached over to answer it.

"Come on, man, this is the first time we've ever gotten to get away." He answered, putting it on speaker.

"I know. I'm sorry. We wouldn't call, unless it's important. Sam called and Dean has gone dark. They haven't had any luck with removing the mark. He's slaughtered people, Stiles. Dean isn't himself anymore." Scott explained.

"What?" I said, trying to wrap my head around everything.

"Look," Lydia said, speaking through the phone, "take today. Come back tomorrow. But at least take today. You guys need this. You need to recharge. We will deal with it, as best we can. Until then, just enjoy your time. Worry about it, once you're back. We will start working on things here. Just text, when you're heading back. Have fun. Be safe. We love you. I told Scott not to call you until tomorrow. I'm sorry about that. Goodbye." Lydia said, leaving no room for argument.

"That's unexpected." I sighed. "Let's deal with it tomorrow. We deserve a day off."

"You're right. We do. Come here. I'm nowhere finished with you. We have until tomorrow." Stiles agreed.

"I love you, Stiles."

"And I love you."