UMD Campus | College Park, MD | Early Friday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

College was...college. After two years in Fandom it was kind of a slap of reality to have actual homework assignments again and, you know, having to study and stuff. It was kind of nice to have something that normal in his life again. But he was lonelier than he thought he would have been here. Then again, he hadn't been putting in a huge amount of effort to be social.

Maybe the lonely aspect of it put him on high alert for when somebody actually was paying attention to him. He had spent the morning getting the distinct feeling he was being watched while he was walking from class to class and once or twice he thought he caught a glimpse of a familiar leather jacket. At first Stiles just thought it was his head messing with him because Derek couldn't--surely he wouldn't...it had only been a week, after all...

...who was Stiles kidding, yes he would. When his last class let out and he, yet again, caught a glimpse of a familiar outline in the distance he pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed Derek's number. This was ridiculous, his life was ridiculous.

[For the stalker and SP]

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[robinonadderall]

"I'd like that." The smells probably gave that away.

[justlurkinghere]

Well. Derek was just forced to reach over and put his hand on Stiles' thigh. High up on his thigh.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm driving." But he wouldn't be soon enough, seeing as he was pulling into the hotel parking lot.

[justlurkinghere]

"Not for long." Yes, Derek. They knew.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles tried and failed to keep a straight face as he pulled into a parking spot. "Still have to make it to the room."

[justlurkinghere]

"Don't think you can manage?"

It was probably because Derek was copping a feel.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles inhaled sharply, lifting his hips a little. "You're an asshole."

[justlurkinghere]

"Like you're not," Derek replied, leaning in for a quick kiss and a friendly squeeze before getting out.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles took a couple of calming, boner dwindling breaths before getting out of the jeep. "How do you take the smells in a hotel room?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Focus on something else." Like it was that easy. "I brought one of your shirts."

That had not been washed. Ew.

[robinonadderall]

"That's...actually kind of romantic." In a really weird way.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snickered, pulling Stiles close to lead them to the room. "And I love you for thinking that."

[robinonadderall]

"When'd you buy the new underwear?" he asked, looking back down at Derek's crotch now that he didn't have to lead the way. "Did you buy just that pair or more?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I had a lot of time alone with my computer," Derek replied, opening the door for him. Like a gentleman. "There were a few things in the order."

Not sharing what kiiiiind.

[robinonadderall]

"You are a ridiculous tease." He wanted to knoooooooooooooow.

[justlurkinghere]

"I know." God did he look smug about it as he gave Stiles a nudge toward the bed.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles toed off his shoes before taking the oh so subtle hint and crawling onto the bed. "Give me a hint at least."

[justlurkinghere]

"What'll I get if I do?" Derek asked. He made sure to put the do not disturb sign up before locking the door.

[robinonadderall]

"Me sucking you off." He was gonna do that anyway.

[justlurkinghere]

Yes, but now there was the kinky quid pro quo.

"They go on your legs," Derek replied, pulling off his shirt. And wow did his chest hair grow back fast.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles pulled off his own shirt, hoping that'd be a good distraction from the blush he had going at the imagery those words brought up. "Really?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah," Derek replied, looking both shy and pleased by that. "I thought maybe you'd like them too."

[robinonadderall]

"I would. I really, really would," he said, sitting up and scooting down so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Come here."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek unbuttoned his jeans so just a hint of black lace showed before he moved to stand in front of Stiles. And immediately put his hand in Stiles' hair to pet him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was happy to take over the pants removal process. One of his hands dipped inside Derek's jeans to rub his fingers against the lace there while using the other to pull down the zipper. "...wow."

The black lace really suited him in Stiles' opinion. Really suited him.