Totes Not Creepy Mansion | Tuesday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

"What makes you think I want to come home any time soon?"

Because Stiles really didn't, no matter how much Scott wanted it to happen. Or needed it to happen in this case, because apparently trying to teach a girl who had spent her formative years as a coyote to be more human was difficult, who knew?

"I know," Scott said. "But this is important. Teaching her how to control her abilities I can do. Teaching her that it's not okay to kill small woodland animals and eating them raw? I'm having a tougher time with."

"Ew." Stiles wrinkled up his nose at the thought even though Scott couldn't see his disgust over the phone. "What makes you think she'd listen to me?"

"She trusts you for some reason, dude." Scott said. "I think that time at Eichen House together helped."

"Right, that whole day and a half we spent together," Stiles said, rolling his eyes. Though he did feel bad Malia was having difficulty with everything. It was their fault she was human again. "Look, okay, I'll figure something out. But I can't spend my whole summer making trips to Beacon Hills all the time. Shit's expensive."

And he was worried enough about his financial situation at the moment.

"I get it, do what you can," Scott said. "Malia will really appreciate it. Deep down."

Because, yeah, she probably wouldn't show that she was thankful.

"Sure she will," Stiles said. "I'll talk to you later, Scott."

[Open to the people that live there/visitors of course]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek grinned around fangs, snapping his teeth at Stiles playfully. He turned in place to follow along like an overgrown puppy.

[robinonadderall]

When Stiles saw the fangs he immediately went to pull Derek in for a kiss. A very, very careful kiss.

Again with him being weird.

[justlurkinghere]

So weird. But the kiss ended with a careful bite at Stiles' chin. So. Glass houses.

"How do you want to do this?" Derek asked, bracketing Stiles in against the wall with his body.

[robinonadderall]

"Um." Admittedly he hadn't thought the mechanics through on this too much. "I can face the wall and lean against it while you get me ready and then you can pick me up again when we're good to go?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek kindly nipped at him again with purely human teeth. "Alright."

He grabbed for Stiles' hand, taking the bottle from him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles leaned in to give Derek one more kiss before turning around and facing the wall. He had seen this position in a lot of porn.

[justlurkinghere]

This is what happens when their main point of reference is porn.

Derek kissed the back of Stiles' neck, where he still had a bruise from before. He was going to keep up this painfully romantic kissing even as he slowly pressed a slick finger into Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles exhaled slowly, putting his arms up against the wall to lean against. "Next lunar eclipse is in October. It's gonna be a long time before I can return the favor with hickeys."

[justlurkinghere]

"Looking forward to it," Derek assured him, tilting his head to watch Stiles' expression as he stretched him. "Really, really looking forward to it."

[robinonadderall]

"Me too," he said, tilting his head a little so he could kiss Derek. "I can take more."

[justlurkinghere]

If he was going to be like that, Derek was going to add a second finger and ruthlessly curl them down. Because he was trying to break Mike's brain.

[robinonadderall]

Derek was rewarded with a loud moan. Really loud. Stiles jerked against Derek, pushing back against his fingers. "Fuck, Derek!"

Sorry, Mike, So sorry.

[justlurkinghere]

"Shhh," Derek whispered, not helping at all by working in another finger for a stretch.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," he said in a much softer tone this time. "Come on, Derek, hurry."

He wanted to be fucked, like, now.

[justlurkinghere]

"Just a little more," Derek soothed, petting Stiles' hip with his free hand. Because if he touched himself, this would be over nowish.

[robinonadderall]

"If told you I fingered myself in the shower earlier would that get you to go faster?" he said, starting to pant a little.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek groaned against Stiles' shoulder for that. "Not unless you want this over very quickly."

Did he sound strained? Because he was.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed out a little laugh. "No, I definitely don't want that."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're an obnoxious little shit," Derek grumbled, biting down on Stiles' shoulder before pulling his fingers out to slick himself. "You know that?"

[robinonadderall]

"You love it," Stiles said, groaning a little from the bite. "Come on, Derek. Fuck me."

[justlurkinghere]

"I do." Oh god, now was not the time for this, Derek.

But luckily for them both, he was pulling Stiles' hips back to thrust into him. Oh yeah, there was the make up sex they clearly needed.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh fuck," Stiles gasped. "Yes."

[justlurkinghere]

Yes, that was the appropriate response to it, Stiles.

Derek bit down on the back of Stiles' neck, hands on those slim hips as he adjusted his own stance to fuck him with the sort of frantic energy that would clearly work off all the tension from their earlier fight.

[robinonadderall]

The frantic pace added in with Derek's mouth on his neck and the sounds of them fucking was sending Stiles into an incoherent state rather quickly. He did manage to plant both hands against the wall so he could use the leverage to push back against Derek to give as good as he got.

Because Derek wasn't the only one with frustration here.

[justlurkinghere]

It was going to end with bruises and Stiles walking awkwardly for the next day or so, but god was it worth it.

Derek shuffled forward, unable to keep himself in check with his strength. "Look at you," he gasped, fangs peeking out as he mouthed Stiles' neck.