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]

"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."

[justlurkinghere]

"Be aggressive," Derek replied, failing at being serious here. "B-E aggressive."

This is what happens when there is talk of sports.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles burst out laughing. "Oh god there goes the mood."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snickered, resting his forehead against Stiles' thigh. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

[robinonadderall]

"I honestly don't know if this can be fixed, Derek," he said, grabbing a handful of his hair and tugging playfully. "That was awful."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm sure there must be something I can do..."

This was sounding like bad porn dialogue, you two.

[robinonadderall]

"Why don't you try paying some attention to my dick?" So charming.