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]

"Mmmhmmm." Derek was not helping him at all. Except how he totally was.

Dirty.

He pressed his free hand between Stiles' thighs, running the pad of his finger over Stiles' hole. Just to add to the teasing.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck--I--" Stiles moaned again when he felt Derek's finger against him. "I'm gonna come. I just need a little more--"

A little more something. You figure it out, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Hopefully he meant he needed Derek carefully pressing his finger into him to find the right spot. Because that was what Derek did. With only spit slicking the way, it might not have been as nice as he'd like.

[robinonadderall]

It was nice enough for Stiles. It didn't take much more before he was coming hard, hands curling into Derek's hair. He ended up pulling on it pretty hard as he tried to keep from arching his hips off the bed too much.

[justlurkinghere]

It might have helped that Derek's hand on Stiles' dick kept him from being choked. He stayed where he was, licking at the head of Stiles' dick as he came.

He pressed his thumb on the spot behind Stiles' balls to keep him riding that high a little longer.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck." Stiles' grip on Derek's hair loosened as he came down, eventually moving on to petting him slowly. His eyes were closed and he looked completely relaxed and content even as he was still trying to catch his breath.

[justlurkinghere]

"Good?" HE LEARNED THAT TRICK FROM COSMO.

[robinonadderall]

"Do I really have to answer?" It was obvious the answer was yes.

[justlurkinghere]

"It'd be good for my ego," Derek replied, pulling away in order to go for the bottle of lube they had hidden. One of many.

[robinonadderall]

"Your ego doesn't need my help."

[justlurkinghere]

"Could too," Derek replied, rolling onto his back next to Stiles to give his own, poor, neglected dick a squeeze with the hand not clutching the lube.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled, shakily getting up on his hands and knees so he could lean over Derek and kiss him. "You have a talent for making me come."

Good compliment?

[justlurkinghere]

Totally good!

Derek smiled into the kiss, sitting up on his elbows to make it easier for him. "You're much wittier before sex."

[robinonadderall]

"Shut up." Such wit. "I'm gonna be even less witty after you fuck me."

'Cause if he managed to come a third time in so many hours he probably would lose the ability to speak.

[justlurkinghere]

...that was only more incentive to try.

Derek kissed him again, carefully pushing Stiles back against the bed. "On your stomach."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles did as he was told, rolling over easily. He was able to get himself on his knees easily enough but his shoulders were still on the bed. He figured his arms giving out would be a given so he was just going to take the lazy way out.

He didn't care it looked a little bit slutty with his face on the bed and his ass in the air.

[justlurkinghere]

Which was on par for their normal interactions with sex, really.

Derek moved behind him, pressing a kiss to the small of Stiles' back as he helpfully steadied those hips with his hands. "I think you're going to sleep for a whole day after this."

[robinonadderall]

"Wow, you think highly of yourself," he teased.

[justlurkinghere]

"You inflated my ego," Derek teased right on back. He sat back on his heels, flicking open the bottle of lube to pour directly onto Stiles. And then slowly press it in with his thumb.

[robinonadderall]

"Cold," Stiles whined. The whining was more from the thumb than the lube being poured on him though. "Jerk."

[justlurkinghere]

"Should I stop?" Derek asked. His thumb was moving slowly, not quite hitting the right spot. Just on the edge.

[robinonadderall]

"You should stop being a tease," Stiles said, moving his hips to try to get what he wanted from Derek. Because that would work.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shushed him, removing his thumb to press in two fingers instead. "How quickly have you been able to get hard again before?"

[robinonadderall]

"A few--" He cut himself off with a groan as he felt Derek's fingers. "--a few minutes."

[justlurkinghere]

"Really?"

Look, Derek's teenage years were interrupted by trauma. So there was less testing himself like that.

He made a pleased noise and moved in quickly to lick where his fingers pressed inside Stiles.