Totes Normal Mansion | Thursday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles really hated the bed in the spare room. Which was sad because it was supposed to be his bed in his room. Ugh. Well he and Derek had a nice...two week streak where they didn't fight. Was that a record?

He attempted to talk yesterday and it failed spectacularly so as far as Stiles was concerned it was Derek's turn to make up. Whenever he felt like it. Stiles, however, would be holing himself up in his room, going over student loan stuff again.

This shit was so confusing.

[For the people in the house and visitors of course. Work SP applies]

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[justlurkinghere]

"Because you're opposed to sex?" Derek asked, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of those pants to tug them down as much as he could in this position.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm never opposed to sex," he said, lifting his hips as much as he could. Which wasn't very much.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed in annoyance at that, but at least it was a fond annoyance. "I could drop you on the floor."

[robinonadderall]

"You'd only drop me on the floor if you had plans to fuck me on it," Stiles said knowingly. "And even then it wouldn't be a drop so much as being gently laid down."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek grinned with sharp teeth at the thought of fucking Stiles on the floor. Because that implied the sort of desperation that they sometimes got.

That generally ended with really great orgasms and bruises.

"Up on your feet."

[robinonadderall]

That was an easy enough request to fulfill. He stood up, already moving his hips to try to shimmy his jeans off his hips.

[justlurkinghere]

And, c'mon. Like Derek could do anything but lay back on his elbows to watch the shimmy go?

[robinonadderall]

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Some help you are."

[justlurkinghere]

"I like watching you," Derek replied, finally moving to take off the sleep pants he'd borrowed. Seriously, why had he attempted to get dressed?

[robinonadderall]

"You're weird," he said, kicking off his pants and tugging off his boxers.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek tossed his borrowed pants at Stiles' head. "Because I like watching you get undressed?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, a little." Because look at him. "Did you want to use the lube in here or get some of the recommended kind from the sales lady?"

He still thought that was weird.

[justlurkinghere]

Because it was weird.

"The stuff I got is flavoured. And unless you want my mouth on you..."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles lifted up his eyebrows. "Well, okay, I always want your mouth on me, but it can wait 'cause I don't feel like moving."

Mostly because it meant he'd have to cover up to go across the hall just in case he ran into Mike. So he was going over to the side table to get the half-empty bottle of flavorless lube.

"What kind of flavors did you get?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Raspberry and vanilla," Derek replied, scooting back on the bed to give them both more room for this. "Now you can taste like a woman in a romance novel."

[robinonadderall]

He laughed a little, crawling up on the bed to join Derek. "That's what I've always wanted, how did you know?"

[justlurkinghere]

"It was the heaving bosom that gave you away." No, Derek was he one with the moobs. Look at them. Just look at them!

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed again and straddled Derek's hips again, lube in hand. "Do you want to get me ready, or want me to do it?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I don't know," Derek teased. "Can you get yourself ready without falling over?"

[robinonadderall]

He rolled his eyes. "I do it myself without you around all the time."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek's hands went to Stiles' waist to hold on tightly. "You do?"

[robinonadderall]

He shrugged a shoulder. "Got to get myself off somehow when I'm out of town."

Or when they're not talking to each other.

[justlurkinghere]

"I just thought--" Well, really, he didn't know what he thought. "I want to see you."

[robinonadderall]

"Okay." Stiles gave him a quick smile before opening the bottle to spread some on his fingers. The bottle got tossed aside on the bed a few moments later and Stiles was spreading his legs some more to give himself more room as he slowly pressed a finger into himself.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek inhaled deeply like the complete freak he was, looking from Stiles' face to were his fingers were pressing into him. "Is that how you do this alone?"