Non-Creepy Mansion | Saturday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles practically ran to the mansion after returning to Fandom. He hadn't seen Derek for a week, hadn't talked to him in two days, and he put together enough from his last texts to know that crap was going down in Beacon Hills. He knew logically that if Derek had been dealing with anything Stiles had already been through then he'd make it out okay. Still. He wanted to see him.

"Derek?" Stiles called when he stepped through the doorway. "Derek?"

When he got no answer and saw that the ground floor was empty, he started going up the stairs. "Okay, I'm going to your room now. I know I'm not supposed to be there but it's your fault for not answering me."

"Derek, are you even home?"

[For one! And definitely NFB. For reasons]

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[robinonadderall]

Yeah for a second there Stiles thought Derek was going to pull back completely but he was so, so glad he didn't. Because this was great what was happening right now, this was fantastic.

He actually had to bring up his hands to grip Derek's shoulders to keep from falling over at how great it was. And because things would really get out of hand if they got horizontal somewhere.

[justlurkinghere]

Because nothing said 'we're respecting boundaries and rules put down for this relationship' quite like trying to give someone a hickey.

And was Derek ever going to town on that, his other hand moving up to Stiles' seductively fluffy hair. He was so lucky that Derek didn't have the right angel to go for an ear...

[robinonadderall]

"Derek." Stiles did not gasp that. He did not...he totally did. "Derek, that's gonna bruise."

It was too high to cover with a shirt, damn it!

[justlurkinghere]

Just be glad he was biting down with blunt, human teeth. But Stiles speaking was enough to get him to remember himself and why this was a very, very bad idea.

He stilled, catching his breath. "You were going."

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah. Yeah, I probably should." Before he lost his virginity right then and there. He pulled away from Derek and took enough steps back from him so that they wouldn't grab each other again.

"Why do I get the feeling you did this on purpose?" he asked, fingering the mark on his neck. It was red now but he knew soon it'd turn purple.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek at least had the decency to look chastised about that. "It's still cold enough for scarves."

And now he was giving that mark a vaguely hungry look. Look at those lycanthropic mood swings!

[robinonadderall]

"Great, I'm gonna look like a douche all week." He was smiling when he said it though. "I'm going for real now. Call me if you need me."

Not like that.

[justlurkinghere]

Yes, Derek let his eyebrows do the talking on that one.