Less Than Creepy Mansion | Tuesday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Any plans Stiles had of him and Derek going out for their date definitely went out the window when it started raining fish outside. Not that he had plans for that anyway 'cause, let's be real, he knew where this date was gonna go so being too far away from the bedroom would be stupid. So they made the pizza guy suffer instead and called for delivery.

Sorry, pizza guy. At least he was given a nice tip.

[For the date and super SP 'cause, wow, I have a lot of shit to do today]

Comments

[justlurkinghere]

"It's fine." Getting more and more uncomfortable and restrictive.

He pulled at the waistband of the panties once he reached that point. Just enough to to pull the back off Stiles' ass.

[robinonadderall]

"Wanna get more specific?" Asking questions helped him from making impatient comments. A little.

[justlurkinghere]

"No," Derek huffed, adding a bite to Stiles' ass cheek. "Have you ever held yourself tight to not come?"

[robinonadderall]

"Y-yeah," he admitted, jerking a little at the bite. "It's like that?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah. Like that," Derek replied with another bite. "But it doesn't let up."

If he sounded breathless and turned on by it, it was because he was.

[robinonadderall]

"How many times do you think you can fuck me before you have to take it off?" Now he was just being a tease.

[justlurkinghere]

The bite that followed that was rougher than before. "You're an asshole."

Did not make him any less turned on, though. Which was why he was opening the lube to pour on cold.

Wow. Such punishment.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck!" Stiles yelped. "Why do you keep doing that?!"

[justlurkinghere]

"You know what that's for," Derek shot back, being nice enough to push his thumb into Stiles to keep the lube from ruining the panties.

You know. For now.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed, eyes slipping closed. "Doesn't explain the other times."

[justlurkinghere]

"Complaining?" Derek asked, pushing his thumb in with more force than normal.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a low noise, pushing back against Derek's hand. Because he could take that kind of force thank you very much. "Does it seem like I'm complaining?"

[justlurkinghere]

Let him make sweet love to you!

"A little," Derek replied. He ran his other thumb through the pooled lube before kindly adding to the stretch with it, fingers of both hands spread out over Stiles' cheeks.

[robinonadderall]

"You--" Stiles groaned. "You are a horrible, teasing jerk."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, that was going to earn him a lick between his thumbs. "What was that?"

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck." That was unfair. "Fuck, you are the worst."

He was so lying.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek kindly licked him, pressing in close to addadd in a little beard burn for good measure.

[robinonadderall]

"Derek," Stiles groaned, digging his fingers into the mattress. "Is that a magical cock ring that gifted you with infinite patience?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I always do this," Derek replied. Like he wasn't painfully hard and flushed red.

And maybe he was pulling his thumbs back to replace them with three slick fingers. What of it?

[robinonadderall]

Well that was enough to get Stiles to stop bitching for a moment, though it might only be temporary. He moaned loudly, jerking his hips out of surprise. It was the best kind of surprise though.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek steadied him with his one hand, pressing the fingers of the other in until they hit the knuckles. "Fuck, Stiles..."

Because that was just what he was doing with his fingers, after all. Fucking him with short, quick little movements.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles gasped, finding it hard to breathe for a moment. He pushed his hips back, essentially fucking himself onto Derek's fingers. "Come on, Derek, I'm ready. Come on."

[justlurkinghere]

"Tell me if--tell me--" Derek muttered, pulling his fingers free to slick himself up just enough. His fingers caught on foreignness of the ring around the base of his dick, forcing a little noise out of him before he was shoving forward, into Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh fuck," he groaned, dropping down to his elbows. He spread his legs a little more, though he was being restricted by the panties he was still wearing. "You're good. This is good."

It was way more than good.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek ran his fingers over Stiles' hips before sinking them into the fabric of the panties for a good grip. Then he pulled back just enough to watch himself rock back into Stiles.

"God, you look--" Whatever he'd wanted to say was cut off by a groan as he repeated the movement.