Stiles' Dorm Room | College Park, MD | Evening

[robinonadderall]

Midterms were horrifyingly close and it turned out that you had tests and essays to write before midterms which was extremely unfair. There should be rules against that sort of stuff. It was child abuse!

Oh right, he wasn't a child anymore.

His roommate was wherever he went to in the evenings (Stiles had the feeling he creeped out the guy) which Stiles was thankful for because he needed all the space for studying. His papers were everywhere. The beds, the desks, the floor, the dressers. It was part of a highly scientific system. Even when he shoved the papers off his bed so he could attempt to take a frustrated angry nap it was all part of the system.

[Open for calls, etc]

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[robinonadderall]

"There's nothing but studying." And missing his boyfriend.

[justlurkinghere]

"You could watch our video," Derek suggested. Helpfully. "Break up the unending studying."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh I watch the video," he said. "I watch it all the time."

[justlurkinghere]

"Does it help?"

[robinonadderall]

"Helps me get off."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snickered. "You're so charming, Stiles."

[robinonadderall]

"You love it."

[justlurkinghere]

"I really do," Derek replied with a sigh. "How long before your roommate gets back?"

For reasons.

[robinonadderall]

"A while," he answered. "Why?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I want to see you relax," Derek replied, licking his bottom lip unconsciously in nervous anticipation.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles lifted his eyebrows. "Relax how?"

Oh he knew how.

[justlurkinghere]

Of course he did. Little shithead.

"Take off your pants," Derek replied with a smirk.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles got up to double check to make sure the door was locked before even considering doing what Derek had asked.

His jeans were off when he got back up into frame, careful not to knock his laptop over. "Happy?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek had taken that time to shut the door to their room and tugged off his shirt as well. "Thrilled," he replied, giving him an appreciative once over.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles pulled off his shirt as well and moved so his back was against the wall, facing the laptop. "What about your pants?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek nodded, rolling up onto his knees to start tugging down his (actually, they were Stiles') pajama pants.

And no, he still wasn't wearing underwear. Apparently it was ladies' panties or nothing with him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles exhaled slowly, hands curling against his thighs. "You were in your pj's early tonight."

[justlurkinghere]

"I didn't have any other plans." Which meant he totally hadn't changed.

[robinonadderall]

"Uh huh," he murmured, spreading his legs a little. Wow, if he hadn't been wearing his boxers it'd be quite the porn angle.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was still enjoying the angle regardless!

"Show me?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit his lip and lifted his hips to shimmy his boxers down off his legs. He wasn't fully hard yet but he was getting there. "Never thought you'd be the one to initiate Skype sex."

[justlurkinghere]

"Hidden depths," he reminded Stiles, watching him intently. He fiddled with the laptop for a moment before deciding the angle was right for him to lay down on his stomach and give a decent view of his ass.

He knew his assets, okay?

[robinonadderall]

"That's not fair." Stiles knew exactly what you were doing, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Did not!

"It's not," Derek agreed, shifting in place. "It's really not. Fuck, I really want to be there."

[robinonadderall]

"I wish you were here," he said, leaning his head against the wall and wrapping a hand around his dick. "I miss you so much."