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]

"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?"

[robinonadderall]

"I'm usually not straddling a werewolf when I'm alone." He exhaled slowly and pressed another finger into himself, being less gentle with himself than Derek would be with him. "Usually I'm on my back."

[justlurkinghere]

"Tell me." You guys are just so freaking kinky.

[robinonadderall]

"I--" He made a little whining noise when his fingers brushed against a sensitive spot. "I'm usually on my back with my legs up. It's easier."

[justlurkinghere]

"What are you thinking about?" Derek asked, sitting up to kiss Stiles' neck.

[robinonadderall]

"You," he murmured, adding a third finger. "You fucking me."

[justlurkinghere]

"Like I'm about to or another way?"

[robinonadderall]

"Sometimes like this," he said, fucking down on his fingers. "I jerk off a lot, man, almost every position comes into play."

[justlurkinghere]

"We can try those," Derek replied, biting at Stiles' throat. "All of them eventually."

[robinonadderall]

"We better," he said, pressing his fingers into himself one last time before pulling them out completely. "Come on, I'm ready."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek reached over for the lube to quickly pour some in his hand to slick himself up. "Alright. C'mon."

Yeah clearly waiting on Stiles here.

[robinonadderall]

If Stiles wasn't so eager to get fucked he'd probably make a comment on that. As it was he was just reaching back to wrap his hand around Derek's dick so he could press back against it.

They weren't wasting time today.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, they had all that fighting as foreplay to lead up to this. And the dirty talk.

Derek hissed, holding onto Stiles' waist tightly as he waited for him to adjust.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was still for a moment, letting himself adjust. Then he was moving, slowly lifting himself up and dropping down slowly back onto Derek's cock. He was taking it slow today. Consider it revenge for previous teasing, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

...rude, Stiles. So rude.

Derek groaned, laying back against the bed to watch Stiles move for him. "God, Stiles."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles breathed hitched before letting out a loud moan. He leaned back, hands gripping Derek's thighs as he worked himself on his dick.

[justlurkinghere]

"You look just--"

He rolled his hips in time with Stiles, giving him as much as the position allowed for.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh fuck." Stiles moved forward again, hands on Derek's chest. There was a moment where he moved with some experimental swivels of his hips until he found just the right spot that made him whimper as went back to the slow, steady pace.

[justlurkinghere]

"C'mon. Like that," Derek muttered, running his hands up Stiles' sides.