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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[justlurkinghere]

And up went Derek's eyebrows at that. He slowly crawled onto the bed, nudging Stiles' legs apart so he could move between them. "Enjoying yourself?"

[robinonadderall]

"Well if you're not gonna take care of me I guess I'll have to do it myself," Stiles said, spreading his legs obligingly.

[justlurkinghere]

"Well, by all means," Derek replied, tone teasing as he settled against the bed, using Stiles' knee as a pillow for the view.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed, still slowly stroking himself. "Not that I'm complaining, but I've noticed lately we haven't been stopping at just one round of sex."

[justlurkinghere]

"Should we?"

[robinonadderall]

"No," he said, breath hitching a little as he rubbed his thumb over the head of his cock. "Just saying, we might be sex addicts."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're eighteen and I'm a werewolf," Derek replied, turning his head so he could bite at the soft skin on Stiles' inner thigh. "I don't know if our sex drives are going to be normal together."

[robinonadderall]

"Like I said, I'm not complaining," Stiles said, leg twitching a little when Derek bit him. "Our laundry machine is probably complaining from all the sheets we have to wash, but I'm not complaining."

[justlurkinghere]

"Oh, now you care about that?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled and shrugged. "Are you just gonna stare at me jerking off or..."

[justlurkinghere]

"I don't know," Derek replied, kissing where he'd bitten Stiles. "We're having too much sex."

Just ignore how he was rubbing his cheek against Stiles now. Close enough that his hair was brushing Stiles' dick.

[robinonadderall]

"I didn't say that." His free hand went to Derek's hair, petting him lazily.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek looked up at him, eyebrows clearly saying 'no shit' before he turned his head into the petting.

"Should we set limits?" He asked, ducking his head to breathe hot and wet against Stiles' dick.

[robinonadderall]

"Absolutely not," Stiles said, squirming a little. "We'll slow down after I leave for school anyway."

[justlurkinghere]

"Might be good practice for then," Derek insisted. Because he was an asshole. He nosed at where Stiles' hand still was before ducking down further to lick Stiles' balls.

Like the great big tease he was.

[robinonadderall]

"Jesus," Stiles murmured, pulling at Derek's hair. "Don't be a jerk."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed happily at both the hair pulling and the teasing. But also because he was taking pity on Stiles to suck one into his mouth.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh god." Stiles kept one hand tight in Derek's hair while he used the other to stroke himself, faster than before.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shifted against the bed, grinding against it. Because of those sounds.

He kindly pulled back just enough to give the same attention to the other one. If there was a gentle bite mixed in there, it was not Derek's fault.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles groaned, arching his back up a little. "You're gonna end up with come in your hair if you keep doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Take your hand off your dick then," Derek replied like that was the obvious solution.

[robinonadderall]

Well that was an easy enough request to fulfill. Stiles took his hand off his dick and followed it up with a little arch of his hips. Hint hint.

[justlurkinghere]

Such a subtle hint! Whatever could it be that he wanted Derek to do?

Derek nosed at Stiles' dick like the complete tease he was. Only after he was satisfied with that did he take it into his mouth.

[robinonadderall]

"Finally," he moaned, putting both hands in Derek's hair now. "You're such a fucking tease."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes as he bobbed his head. Not that Stiles could see it, but he liked to think the head he was giving had a certain surly quality to it.

He moved up onto his knees for a better angle that wouldn't kill his neck.