Le Non-Creepy Mansion | Friday Night

[robinonadderall]

Stiles felt like he hadn't really done enough for Derek's birthday. Sure he had ordered Chinese food (and hadn't spilled any carrying it up to the bedroom) and, yeah, he broke out the Die Hard DVD to watch (epitome of romance, right there) but he felt like it wasn't enough. Probably because hadn't gotten (or could afford) a gift that wasn't a homemade card.

Though there was one of those too sitting on the dresser.

Look, he was a college kid, he had to make do with limited resources.

[For the birthday guy and SP]

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[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," he murmured again, shutting his eyes. One of his hands found its way to Derek's hip again, gripping it tightly as he focused on coming. "I just need--a little more--"

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck me," Derek groaned. "C'mon. Give it to me."

[robinonadderall]

How could Stiles not come with Derek talking like that? It took only a few more hard thrusts before Stiles was coming hard, moaning loudly. "Fuck, Derek!"

Sorry, Mike.

[justlurkinghere]

At least they had the excuse of Derek's birthday if he said anything. It was a good excuse.

Derek continued to move, dragging out the last of Stiles' orgasm. "Did so good."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh my god," he said weakly, trying to catch his breath. "Fuck, you're so good."

Babbling was going to be a thing for a bit. Derek still fucking him didn't help with his ability to speak.

[justlurkinghere]

Once he could feel Stiles starting to soften, he fell to the side to jerk himself off. "Love you," he groaned.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles looked over at Derek, still dazed by his orgasm. "On my face?"

Yes, birthday facial.

[justlurkinghere]

They knew each other so well!

Derek bit his lip and groaned, quickly moving on to his knees to comply with that. It was a hardship for him. Truly. "You're just--"

[robinonadderall]

"Pretty amazing, I know," he said smugly before closing his eyes again.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek would have rolled his eyes at that had he not been busy coming on Stiles' face.

Romantically.

And then he rolled his eyes. "You're a brat."

[robinonadderall]

"Kind of rude to say that to somebody you just came on," he said before licking his lips.

[justlurkinghere]

"Still true," Derek muttered, getting back to rubbing his cheek against Stiles' neck.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a humming noise 'cause it wasn't like Derek was wrong. "Good birthday?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Really good." If that was my clear from the cuddling.

[robinonadderall]

"Good," he said, putting his arms around Derek. "Have no idea how I'm gonna top it next year."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, rolling them so he could force Stiles into the roll of big spoon. "Don't have to top anything."

Except him sometimes.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah I do," he said lightly, cuddling up close behind Derek. "How else will I keep you interested in me?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm in for the long haul," Derek replied quietly. "With you."

[robinonadderall]

"I know," he said, kissing the back of Derek's neck. "Me too."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek relaxed against him, arms curling over Stiles' to keep them in place. "I don't need gifts or new sex things. Just you."

[robinonadderall]

"Thank god," Stiles said. "'Cause after forty or fifty years we're gonna definitely run out of ideas."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek ducked his head as he smiled at that. "I'm sure once we hit things that don't work for us, it'll happen sooner than that."

[robinonadderall]

"Hitting things that don't work for us," he repeated. "I'm sure there's something out there."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm pretty sure I don't want to call you names, so there's one off the list," Derek replied. "And I don't share well. So that's another."

[robinonadderall]

"Aww, you don't want to call me baby or honeybunch or pumpkin spice?" Stiles teased.