An Olive Garden on the Mainland | Tuesday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Derek had wanted a classier date than Denny's tonight and Stiles gave it to him. The classiest unlimited breadsticks in town.

Stiles had been waiting for this date all week, not just because of the food (though he was pretty excited about his chicken parm), but because of inappropriate totally not safe for work things that were going on tonight. Just knowing what was going on in Derek's pants right now was making him all giddy and excitable.

It'd be kind of weird just saying they were on a date for dirty stuff. So Stiles chose to pretend they were celebrating him removing the bandage off his new tattoo. He was wearing short sleeves and no other layers for once and kept glancing down at the French wrapped around his wrist every few minutes.

[For one! Guess who it is. Go on, guess]

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[robinonadderall]

"That--" Stiles pushed Derek away playfully because, hello, he needed to concentrate if they were gonna make it home. "That is a good idea."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek went easily, buckling himself in. "Don't sound so surprised."

[robinonadderall]

"There's nothing wrong with being surprised," he said, putting the jeep into gear and pulling back onto the road. He had to put the window down a little because, wow, it smelled like sex in here.

"So what are you gonna get me?" He did not think Derek would answer that.

[justlurkinghere]

"What are you going to get me?"

...he needed to research a lot before he'd decide, okay?

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled and shrugged. "Don't know. I'll have to look at your survey again."

It's not like he had it memorized or anything, no sir.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek flushed slightly, but smiled anyway. "Maybe I'll get you a cock ring," he said. Just to see Stiles' reaction.

Because he was, as they say in French, le giant asshole.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles swerved slightly for a moment before gripping the wheel tighter and giving Derek a glare. "You really don't want to fuck me tonight, do you?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was the very picture of wounded innocence.

"You asked."

[robinonadderall]

"I didn't expect you to answer!"

[justlurkinghere]

"Is that a no to the cock ring?"

Derek was seriously the worst person ever.

[robinonadderall]

"I didn't say that," he said, face turning a little red.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek made a 'huh' noise, looking like he was actually considering this now. "That's. Okay."

[robinonadderall]

"I mean...means longer sex for us, right?" he said, so thankful that they weren't too far away from the island. He could leave this potentially awkward conversation in the car.

[justlurkinghere]

"I think so," Derek replied, stealing a glance over at him. "I've never tried one. We could."

You know. Do the do.

[robinonadderall]

"We could. But get me what you want," he said as he pulled into the causeway. "Surprise me."

[justlurkinghere]

And hopefully Stiles was prepared to be kissed again as soon as the car was safely in park. Because that's what he got.

[robinonadderall]

"Couldn't wait to kiss me again, huh?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Nope," Derek replied, wrinkling his nose at Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"You're such a sap," he teased as he opened up the door. "...I feel like I should leave the windows open to air it out a bit."

[justlurkinghere]

"...might help a little if you plan to go home in it."

It wouldn't help at all. Scott would try not to cry the entire time.

[robinonadderall]

"Good point." He kept his window down a little just for that reason. Not that it would help much. Poor Scott.

[justlurkinghere]

So much crying.

"I think you mentioned carrying."

[robinonadderall]

"I did," he said. "You up for it?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek gave him a look, letting his eyebrows express how up to the challenge he was. Then he got out of the car to wait for Stiles to scramble after him.

It was adorable.

[robinonadderall]

And scramble Stiles did! All the around to where Derek was to look at him expectantly. "Well?"