Valentine's Day Mansion | Mid-Morning

[robinonadderall]

So it was Valentine's Day. Stiles actually hadn't planned anything special beyond spending time with Derek, which might have made him a lame boyfriend but whatever, he was a broke college student. He should be forgiven of such things.

He should also be forgiven for sleeping in until almost noon. Shut up, he had a biology exam yesterday. Which was stupid since he wasn't even majoring in that. Stupid gen ed requirements.

[For his Valentine!]

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[robinonadderall]

"Absolutely," he said. "Still need to find lube though."

[justlurkinghere]

"We have more." Everywhere. "I'm sure there's some in the bathroom."

[robinonadderall]

"Okay," he said, kissing Derek again. "Then I'm good with fucking you in the shower."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, rolling his eyes as he pushed Stiles up. "Making it sound like a hardship."

[robinonadderall]

"Well I do have to make sure I don't slip and fall," he said, crawling off the bed. "That takes effort."

[justlurkinghere]

"Avoid that. I like your ass not broken," Derek replied, hurrying after him to put his hands all over said ass.

[robinonadderall]

"That would put a damper on our sex life," Stiles said, smiling at the groping. "Though if we keep this up all day my ass my break anyway."

[justlurkinghere]

"Then you'll have to fuck me instead." A beat. "Oh no."

[robinonadderall]

"Hate to break it to you, hot stuff, but I'll need my ass for that too," he said, moving to turn on the shower. "It's involved in the whole thrusting movement."

[justlurkinghere]

"Are we thinking a cast broken or just sore?" Derek asked, looking for one of the many bottles of lube.

[robinonadderall]

"My ass is already going to be sore," Stiles said. "Not that I'm complaining."

[justlurkinghere]

Lube in hand, Derek hurried over to creep up on him. And maybe draw off any of the discomfort of their last session. Because he was predictable and strange like that.

[robinonadderall]

"I said I wasn't complaining," Stiles said, reaching to grab the lube. "I kind of like feeling sore the next day."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'll end up complaining," Derek muttered, but he didn't sound too put out by it.

[robinonadderall]

"Will not," he said. "You don't know what it's like, being able to feel it the next day. If you could you'd like it."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pushed him against the shower wall, leaning in to bite another bruise on Stiles' neck. "You know, I used to have to fake muscle soreness in high school. To fit in."

[robinonadderall]

"Smart," Stiles murmured, wrapping his arms around Derek's neck. "Basketball, right?"

[justlurkinghere]

"You looking at old yearbooks?"

[robinonadderall]

"Just something I heard." From Peter. "And here you make fun of lacrosse. Lacrosse is way better than basketball."

[justlurkinghere]

Awkward, Peter. Awkward.

"Is not. You have sticks. That makes no sense."

[robinonadderall]

"Hockey has sticks," he said. "Is that weird too?"

Only they would be having this conversation in the shower. With erections.

[justlurkinghere]

"Have you seen hockey players' teeth?" Yes, only them. Seriously, guys. Seriously?

[robinonadderall]

"Not seeing your point," he said, flicking open the bottle of lube.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek helpfully dropped to his knees, kissing a line down Stiles' stomach. "Not attractive. Basketball players? Attractive."

[robinonadderall]

"And lacrosse players...?"