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]

"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...?"

[justlurkinghere]

"How much did you actually play?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had the good graces to look insulted by that. Even while naked with an erection in the shower.

Seriously, guys.

"Excuse you, I won a very important game for us during a very stressful time when Jackson was psychotic and Gerard Argent was my principal."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm very impressed," Derek assured him. "Tell me all about the winning goals."

Now he was just being a jerk.

[robinonadderall]

"Jack saw it," Stiles said. "I'm not making it up."

[justlurkinghere]

"Should I go call him now to check?" Derek asked, grabbing hold of Stiles' cock to start jerking him off slowly.

[robinonadderall]

"After," he said, inhaling sharply. "Definitely after."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'll have to convince me."

[robinonadderall]

"Well I am supposed to be fucking you right now," Stiles said. "But you're distracting."