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robinonadderall) wrote2014-12-07 09:49 am
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No longer ghost-filled mansion | Sunday afternoon
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!]
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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Derek inhaled sharply, biting down on Stiles' lip. "Fuck, Stiles--"
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The water was going to end up everywhere.
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Seriously. Bigger tub.
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He definitely could appreciate the no prep time. Benefit of doing this twice in a row.
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"Fuck, you're just--" Derek groaned, grinding up into him.
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The water was splashing out of the tub and against the walls and floor now.
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"I did," he panted, tucking his face against Derek's neck. "I wanted this a lot."
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"God, it's so good," Derek groaned, not able to make himself slow down as he fucked Stiles. "You're so good."
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Or he was making little whimper noises as he pulled Stiles as close as he could before thrusting into him aggressively. "Stiles--I'm gonna--"
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Derek had to clench his jaw to keep from returning the favour when he couldn't quite keep the fangs away. But it was definitely enough to to have him coming with a muffled whine.
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And then a careful hand wrapped around Stiles between them to jerk him off. Luckily without any claws.
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Soon he slumped against Derek's chest, breathing heavily.
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"Think you'll be walking funny?" Derek joked breathlessly.
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