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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[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."

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck, fuck." It was only a few more thrusts before Stiles was moaning loudly, legs tightening around Derek's hips as he came messily all over Derek's hand and stomach.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek kept moving his hand until Stiles was done, keeping his hand loose so not to hurt him as he became sensitive. "Love you," he babbled. "Love you."

[robinonadderall]

"Love you too," he murmured, slumping forward and making a mess of his own stomach in addition to Derek's. "I love you so much."

[justlurkinghere]

They were so romantic. It was special.

Derek kissed him eagerly, making a mess on Stiles' side with his hand. There was a needy little jerk of his hips then too.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles kissed Derek back until he had to pull away to catch his breath. "C'mon, fuck me."

So romantic.

[justlurkinghere]

Thank god for that.

Derek about growled as he drove up into Stiles, fast and desperate to join him in getting off. Because the sated, happy smell Stiles had was driving him a little crazy.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck, come on," he gasped. "Come in me."

[justlurkinghere]

"Stiles," he gasped, wrapping both arms around Stiles to hold him close and in place as he ground up unto him. "Fuck, fuck."

He bit down on Stiles' shoulder to keep from making too much noise as he came.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a pleased humming noise when he felt Derek coming, slumping against his chest again. He used up all of his energy doing that.