robinonadderall | UMD Campus | College Park, MD

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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Well, since he asked so nicely...

Derek's lip curled as he started to move fast and hard. Hopefully Stiles was okay with some bruises on his hips.

If the moan he let out was any indication, yeah, he was fine with some bruises. He pushed back to meet Derek's movements, kind of loving the noises they were making. "Yes. Keep doing that."

The bed creaking and skin on skin sound? Yes. Yes, that was nice. Nice enough that Derek was groaning loud. "Fuck, Stiles."

"Come on, Derek," he panted. "Harder."

"I'll--I'll hurt you," Derek growled, feeling some more of his control slipping. Just ignore the hint of claws.

"You won't." At least Stiles was fairly convinced Derek wouldn't hurt him in the bad way. Now the good, sexy way... "Please, Derek."

Derek growled, rocking into Stiles hard enough to make the bed smack into the wall. Somewhere, someone was complaining about the aggressive sex happening in that room.

"Fuck!" So much noise. They were going to get thrown out of this hotel. Stiles wrapped a hand around his dick, jerking himself off roughly. "I'm close. Talk--tell me how much you missed this."

Because if he was only going to have sex once every few weeks now he was going to make sure he got his fill of sappy/dirty talk.

"I missed you," Derek replied easily, practically draping himself over Stiles' back as he drove into him. "Fuck, I missed you. It's not the same. Thought of you every time I touched myself. I love you."

"I love you too," Stiles panted. With all the teasing and the week long wait it probably should have been no surprise that this wasn't going to last long. Stiles only had to stroke himself a few more times before he was coming.

Yeah somebody was definitely going to complain about the noise.

Well, at least Derek muffled his own noise against Stiles' shoulder. "Fuck--fuck."

He only got a few more harsh thrusts before he was coming too. It was clearly all Stiles' fault with the teasing and the tightness.

"Oh my god," Stiles mumbled, slumping against the mattress. "That was so good."

"You are so good," Derek mumbled, still stuck in that sappy phase as he slumped along with Stiles. There were even awkwardly smushed kisses too.

How sweet!

"So are you," he said, sighing contentedly. "I missed this. You."

Derek shifted to the side so that he wouldn't crush Stiles. Then he reached over to gently hold onto Stiles' chin for another sweet kiss. "I love you."

"I love you too," he murmured. Then he looked down at Derek's legs. "You gonna wear those to sleep?"

"Don't wanna wake up and fuck me in them?" Derek asked lazily.

"Pretty good idea," Stiles said, kissing Derek again. "You seem to be full of those."

Well, Derek was forced to kiss him back. "I had all week to do it."

Stiles smiled, reaching up to brush his fingers through Derek's hair. "We have no self-control."

"Only a little true," Derek admitted, turning his head into that petting.

"A lot true," he said. "I thought we were gonna last longer than a week."

"Want me to hold off on visiting again for a bit?" Derek asked.

"I want you to come whenever you want. I don't want you to be miserable," he said. "I don't want to be miserable."

They were just so codependent.

Derek hummed, cuddling in close. "Maybe it'll get less difficult with rime."

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