Mansion of Sleeplessness | Waaaaaaaay Early in the Morning Saturday

[robinonadderall]

It was another sleepless night for Stiles, and a rough one at that. It had gotten to the point where he got out of bed and went downstairs to watch infomercials so he wouldn't disturb Derek with his tossing and turning. His eyes hurt and his head was pounding and the TV was doing nothing to distract him from the frustration of not being able to sleep.

His gaze went towards the stairs. He knew one thing that made him sleep, at least for a little while. But Derek was sleeping soundly upstairs and it'd be rude to wake him up.

He waffled with the idea until the temptation became too much (because it didn't take all that much to get him in the mood, even tired as he was) and he got up to head upstairs.

[For Derek and SP and I can tell you now it'll be nws. Shut up, we have to get it out of the way before more trauma happens]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek was asleep, yes. He'd woken up in that fuzzy, half dreaming way when Stiles left the bed, tracking his movements by sound before being satisfied enough that he was safe. And then promptly passed out again.

Stiles' presence a second time didn't ding any warning bells in his deeply paranoid brain, so he continued to sleep for the moment.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was trying to be as quiet and stealthy as possible getting back to the room, shutting the door behind him so they wouldn't be bothered by the dog. He tugged off his shirt and boxers (he was nice to Mike and wore clothes downstairs, thank you) before slipping back into bed.

He spent a few seconds debating on whether to bother Derek or to try to sleep again but eventually went with the former, sliding over until he was pressed up behind Derek. He nudged his nose against the back of Derek's neck. "Hey."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek inhaled deeply, eyes only half open at the touch as he took in what was happening. Then immediately exhaled and stretched out on the bed. "Hey."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles didn't really know how to bring up "hey, wanna sex me to sleep" without it sounding weird so he had to subtly hint at it. Basically by wrapping an arm around Derek and pressing a kiss behind his ear.

It'll get less subtle in a minute.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed out a little laugh at that, closing his eyes again to enjoy it. "How long were you watching infomercials?"

[robinonadderall]

"A couple of hours," he said, sliding his hand up Derek's chest. "They were pretty thrilling."

[justlurkinghere]

"Better not have bought something..." Derek opened his eyes again to watch him. Just a lazy sort of pleasure in it.

[robinonadderall]

"You'll find out once you get your credit card bill this month." He had bought nothing.

He brought his hand up to circle his finger around Derek's nipple. "So since you're awake..."

So subtle.

[justlurkinghere]

That got both a sharp inhale at the touch and then an actual laugh at the subtlety. "You want me to make breakfast?"

Teasing!

[robinonadderall]

"Did you want food poisoning?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, leaning over to press his lips against Stiles' neck and shoulder. "Why? Planning to distract me?"

[robinonadderall]

"Distract you? Never," Stiles said, moving down so he could mouth at Derek's nipple. "I do plan on taking up some of your time though."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, if he was going to be like that, Derek was just going to let himself fall back against the bed and allow Stiles to take up some of his time. "I don't know," Derek said with a sigh. "Maybe I have morning plans."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles looked up at Derek. "Oh yeah? What kind of plans?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Go for a jog with my dog," Derek said, spreading his legs and pulling Stiles over to be in the little divot there. "Maybe pick up breakfast for this guy I'm seeing."

[robinonadderall]

Well, Stiles couldn't really complain about the manhandling if it got him into positions like this.

"And you can't put it off for, say, a half hour, forty-five minutes?"

[justlurkinghere]

"You think you can last that long?" Derek asked.

[robinonadderall]

"Wow, rude." But not untrue. "I was including foreplay in all that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Well, in that case..."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled and leaned up to kiss Derek. Truth be told, he was tired enough that the half hour estimate might be reaching, but nobody needed to know that.

[justlurkinghere]

And how could Derek do anything but kiss him back? He put his heels into the mattress, thighs around Stiles' waist to keep him in place for some nice, slow, morning kissing.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a pleased little noise against Derek's mouth, pressing against him to enjoy the feeling of skin on skin. Soon he moved down to mouth at Derek's neck, doing his best to leave some impossible hickeys.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek certainly would never object to him trying. In fact, he was being as encouraging as possible with his petting the back of Stiles' neck as he did that.

[robinonadderall]

The petting must have done something right because Stiles kept trying to mark Derek's neck up. Though what started off as some sweet mouthing at his neck quickly turned into a hard bite, followed by Stiles grinding down against Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Between the bite and the grinding, Derek was groaning loud, fingers tightening in Stiles' hair. Because what sort of werewolf would he be without having a thing for biting?

Not a very good one, that's who.

"Stiles--"