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]

"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.

[robinonadderall]

"God, Derek," he gasped, scratching his nails down Derek's chest as he started to move faster. "You feel so good."

He honestly could not stop the porn talk during sex. It was never going to happen.

[justlurkinghere]

Maybe if they stopped the pot facials, they'd be silent and solemn during sex. Maybe.

Derek bit his lip at how good those nails on his chest felt. He drove his hips up hard, feet on the bed for the force.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh!" That was really very loud. So very loud. "Fuck, Derek, don't stop doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Shhhh." Derek had to soothe him with another thrust apparently. So not helping.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lip to keep from being too loud, though he was unable to keep from whimpering. He dug his nails in a little, trying to keep his balance as he sped up his movements. "Touch me. Please touch me."

[justlurkinghere]

At least they were trying to not traumatize Mike anymore. Kind of.

Derek nodded, moving on hand down to circle Stiles' dick. A loose grip that was only going to tease him.

Because Derek was a jerk.

[robinonadderall]

"Derek," he whined. "Derek, come on."

[justlurkinghere]

"C'mon," Derek said, finally tightening his grip. "Like that."