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]

Stiles kind of didn't want Derek controlling himself too much. He pulled off for a moment, looking Derek in the eye. "I want you to fuck my mouth, okay?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek stared down at him for a moment before making an embarrassing sound and tightening his grip on Stiles' hair. "You're going to make me come before I get these off."

[robinonadderall]

"No, you're gonna stop before you come." If it sounded like an order...well, it was.

[justlurkinghere]

Well then. If Stiles noticed that Derek's breathing picked up at that, it's because it totally did. "Alright," he replied, sounding way too into that.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles gave Derek a smirk before taking his cock into his mouth again. He held himself still, wanting Derek to take control there.

[justlurkinghere]

Because he was an evil college student. The week had made him evil!

Derek bit his lip before carefully grabbing hold of Stiles' hair to move him further down on his dick.

"Oh, god."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles would have smiled if he could, so he was just going to moan around Derek's dick instead. That was okay, right?

[justlurkinghere]

If you were into that sort of thing it was very okay. "Hit me if--if--" Derek started to say before it turned into a breathy little groan as he fucked Stiles' mouth slowly.

[robinonadderall]

Derek didn't need to finish the sentence for Stiles to get what he was saying. He was fine with what Derek was doing at the moment, but wrapped a hand around his dick just to ensure he wouldn't get choked or anything.

One of these days he'd get the deep throating thing down. One day.

[justlurkinghere]

It probably helped that Derek was being gentle as he could. Because this? This right here? Was the nicest thing ever.

"Fuck, you're doing so well."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles felt way too pleased about the compliment and it only encouraged him to keep going. He placed one of his hands on Derek's hip and tugged a little, trying to let him know he could take more.

He kind of wanted to see Derek get all worked up only to have to force himself to stop. He was that kind of asshole tonight.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek would have laughed a little at that, but permission to move a little harder had been given there. So, he was pulling Stiles' forward as he thrust up, feeling almost as though he was forcing Stiles to take more than he should.

"Fuck--fuck--"

This was so not going to end well for him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles didn't want to end any time soon, which would be why he was pulling off a few moments later. Sorry not sorry.

"Not gonna come, are you?" he asked, his voice sounding a little rough.

[justlurkinghere]

"No," Derek said quickly. Like anyone would ask for this to stop.

[robinonadderall]

"So I should keep blowing you then?" he asked, giving Derek's dick a helpful little lick.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek raised his eyebrows at that, clearly wondering if Stiles was joking. "You just--your mouth."

[robinonadderall]

"Good?" Yeah that question was rhetorical. And he was sliding his mouth over Derek's dick again. Because he was enjoying this whole thing more than he should.

[justlurkinghere]

"Very good," Derek agreed, pushing up into Stiles' mouth. "I'm going to do something so good for you after this."

He didn't know what yet. But he would.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles groaned because that kind of praise was going to his head. He slid one of his hands down to one of the nylons Derek was wearing, kindly reminding him that he had done something good for him already.

[justlurkinghere]

Yes, but this was so much better.

Derek pulled his legs up to flank Stiles' shoulders, letting the fabric brush against him. "I'm gonna--pull back."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles pulled off of Derek's dick, using the back of his hand to wipe off any spit and precome that ended up on him. "Close?"

[justlurkinghere]

"You're a menace." Derek yanked him up, kissing him roughly.

[robinonadderall]

He was kind of an asshole, it was true. Didn't really matter when it got him stuff like this. "You gonna fuck me now?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek politely shoved a hand between them to start jerking Stiles off. "Hands and knees?"

[robinonadderall]

"You have--fuck--have to let go of my dick for that to happen."