Totes Not Creepy Mansion | Tuesday Afternoon

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"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]

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

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

He wanted to be fucked, like, now.

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

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

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

Did he sound strained? Because he was.

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

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

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

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"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.

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

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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.

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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.

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"Derek," Stiles panted. "I wanna turn--pick me up and fuck me against the wall."

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Derek groaned, pressing in as much as he could. Like he might not remember what it felt like when he pulled out and tugged on Stiles' arm to turn him around. "C'mon. C'mon."

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Stiles turned around quickly, eager to get Derek back inside him. He looped his arms around Derek's neck and jumped up a little like Derek actually needed the help when it came to picking him up.

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He was in luck as Derek hauled him up by his thighs, spreading those legs so he could press back into Stiles. "Yes--"

Derek pressed his face in against Stiles' throat, rocking his hips as he pinned Stiles firmly in place against the wall.

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"Oh god." He was completely at Derek's mercy in this position but the angle was totally worth it. So, so worth it.

He scratched his nails against Derek's back, trying to keep in the loud whimpers and groans that were trying to come out.

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Derek damn near howled at the scratching, slamming his forearm against the wall. The force of his weight was doing enough to keep Stiles in place as he fucked into him at a near brutal speed. "Yes, yes."

His voice was lower than normal as he struggled with the shift.

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"Oh fuck, Derek. Fuck," Stiles gasped, nails digging hard enough into Derek's back that, if he were thinking coherently, he might have been worried about drawing blood. The usual worries Stiles had about hurting Derek lately went flying out the window because this was just so good.

Stiles squeezed his legs around Derek's hips, arching his back in an attempt to get even closer to him, if that were at all possible.

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It certainly did nothing to bring Derek back to his senses. It might have even made him more desperate for release, in fact.

Derek forced a hand between them, closing it tightly around Stiles' cock. It lacked any coordination beyond the rhythm of his hips forcing Stiles up into his fist.

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Stiles didn't really need any rhythm at this point, just the feeling of Derek's hand on his dick was enough to send him barreling towards the edge.

It also made him moan loudly. If that's what he sounded like now then the whole house was going to hear it when he came.

"I'm close," Stiles panted, sliding his hands up to bury his hands in Derek's hair. "Don't hold back."

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Derek whimpered, movements frantic and uncoordinated with need. "Tell me--let me hear you," he groaned.

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Yeah Stiles being quiet wasn't going to be a problem here. Though there was a lot more cursing this time around than there was the last time they had sex.

"Oh god, Derek, you're so fucking good," Stiles moaned, not realizing how hard he was pulling at Derek's hair. "You're just--fuck."

When his orgasm finally hit him the noise he made could probably only be categorized as a scream. He squeezed his legs around Derek tightly, back arching as he came messily between the two of them.

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Mike had to own all the ear plugs at this point, right?

Derek's eyes went a little slack at the new tightness around his dick, coupled with the sting of Stiles' grip on his hair. It was not a bad thing at the moment.

He ground forward into Stiles, enjoying as much as he could before things sort of blurred out in his senses as he came not long after.

The fighting as foreplay always made things happen so fast.