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]

"Fuck, I am really not going to last long." In his defense, it had been awhile since he'd seen Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"I want," Derek started to say, half muffled by the sheets as he ended up slumping forward for right angle to press his fingers into his ass. "I want you."

[robinonadderall]

"I want you too," Stiles panting, lifting up his hips to fuck into his hand. "I want you so, so bad. Fuck, Derek, you look amazing."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're just--" Derek had to bite down on sheets to keep the noises down. Oh sure, now he cared about Mike's tender ears.

He was looking up, though. Looking up and having to press in another finger for the stretch he really wanted looking at Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles squeezed his hand a little tighter around his dick. "I'm close. I wish--I wish you were here. I want you touching me."

[justlurkinghere]

"Soon," Derek half promised, half begged. He bit down on his lip, feeling fangs there as he was skirting the edge of control himself. "Soon. Fuck, Stiles. I want you to mark me."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles moaned again, back arching a little as he felt himself getting closer. He couldn't--and didn't--last much longer. It was only a few more strokes before he was coming all over his stomach and chest.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek groaned, giving in to reach under himself to jerk off in time with the fingers in his ass. "Talk--tell me--"

[robinonadderall]

"God, Derek," he said, panting. "You look so good. I can't wait to fuck you--I'm gonna tie you up and make you take it."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek whined, pressing his fingers in over the right spot to have him coming hard at the thought of Stiles doing just that. And now he had jerk off material for the rest of the week.

So. That was good.

[robinonadderall]

"Christ," he murmured. "You're fucking amazing."

[justlurkinghere]

"Two more weeks?" Derek asked, looking sated as he rolled onto his side.

[robinonadderall]

He nodded, slumping over onto his side. "Think you can wait?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Not really," Derek said with a laugh. "But your grades are important. Looking forward to being your kept man after college."

Totally how it would go.

[robinonadderall]

"My kept man?" he repeated, laughing.

[justlurkinghere]

"Keep me in the luxury I've become accustomed to," Derek replied. "All those Denny's trips."

[robinonadderall]

"I think I can manage that," Stiles said. "The kept man terminology makes it seem like you should be wearing a collar or something though."

[justlurkinghere]

"We still need to get that," Derek replied. Of course he'd say that.

[robinonadderall]

"We do," he said. "And the paddle."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek flushed red at that. "Yeah. That too."

[robinonadderall]

He smiled. "Now I'm really looking forward to my next trip home."

[justlurkinghere]

"When you come back, we're never leaving the bedroom," Derek joked.

[robinonadderall]

"I'd actually be okay with that."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek gave him one of those horrible smiles that showed how far gone on Stiles he was. All fond and gross.

"Remind me to get a mini fridge for up here then."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded. "Fill it with gatorade and protein bars."