No longer ghost-filled mansion | Sunday afternoon

[robinonadderall]

So the ghost thing was....a thing. A truly disturbing thing that he never wanted to deal with again. Sure, it hadn't caused as quite as much destruction as the nogitsune had but it still had freaked Stiles out and made him feel gross afterwards. And he hadn't even been the one possessed.

He had to go back to school tomorrow 'cause finals started on Monday but he was taking as much time as he could today to make sure Derek was okay. It involved a lot of clinging.

[For Derek!]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek shushed him, easing Stiles down onto the bed so he could get back to his one true love of marking him up with bites.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles jerked lightly at the bites. "You totally hate me."

[justlurkinghere]

"You can return the favor," Derek offered lightly. Because they both knew Stiles was way more prone to giving in when there was begging.

[robinonadderall]

"I totally could." He could not. "I could tease you forever."

Again, he could not.

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm all for that," Derek replied earnestly. Because it wasn't happening.

If it helped Stiles out, Derek punctuated that with a friendly lick up the length of Stiles' cock.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles mouth dropped open, hands scrambling to grab at Derek's hair. "How can you stand this?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I have self control," Derek mumbled, panting against Stiles' dick at the hair grabbing. You brought that on yourself, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"I've seen you lose that self control," he said, tugging at Derek's hair. "A few times."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was just forced to groan and pull his fingers out of Stiles to hold onto his hips as he took him into his mouth instead.

Hair pulling was just not playing fair.

[robinonadderall]

"Derek," Stiles whined. "I'm not gonna last if you keep doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

Dere sighed before finally pulling back. Damn your logic there, Stiles.

He ran his hands down Stiles' thighs to carefully easy him back onto Derek's lap. "Impatient."

[robinonadderall]

"Always," he agreed. "But I don't want to come too soon."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted in amusement, shaking his head as he pulled Stiles closer. It took a moment of awkward shifting to press into him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles' eyes slipped shut as he felt Derek press into him, never getting tired of that feeling. He wrapped his arms around Derek's neck, to get closer and to make sure he wouldn't fall over in this position.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pressed his face against Stiles' neck, breathing in deeply as he tried to stay still long enough to let Stiles adjust.

"Fuck, Stiles. "

[robinonadderall]

"Holy shit," he panted, nails digging into Derek's back. "This--this is a good position."

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah?" Derek asked, running his hands over Stiles' back.

He already had an answer to that. Don't mind him.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he murmured. "It's--fuck--deep."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed, kissing his neck for that. "You feel so--" He started, giving up halfway through in order to rock his hips up to meet him.

[robinonadderall]

"God," he said, slowly shifting his hips to try to meet Derek's movements. "That's--that's good. Just like that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Like that?" Derek muttered, straining to meet him with a slow, easy rhythm.

At least they couldn't break the headboard like this.

[robinonadderall]

Good. Buying a third headboard in less than a year would be embarrassing.

Stiles tucked his head against Derek's neck, pretty much clinging to him as he got fucked into. This was intense in a way that they usually didn't go for.

[justlurkinghere]

And might get them kicked out of the house. Seriously, poor Mike.

Derek moved his hand up, stroking up Stiles' back to cup the back of his head like this wasn't nearly enough contact between them yet. "You're just so--so good," Derek mumbled, using his other hand to help Stiles move his hips.

[robinonadderall]

"So are you," he panted before biting at Derek's neck. Derek wasn't the only one that could bite, thank you.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek's grip tightened at that and he muffled a groan at the bite. "Like that. Just like that."