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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[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.

[justlurkinghere]

"Charming," Derek replied dryly. But he did get back to jerking Stiles off. Because he was a giver like that.

[robinonadderall]

"You know it," he said, tugging at Derek's hair again.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek ended up humming in pleasure at the hair pulling. "I'll have to get up eventually," he replied before leaning forward to lick a line up the underside of Stiles' dick.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," Stiles agreed, shutting his eyes. "Yeah you'll need to."

[justlurkinghere]

"But not yet," Derek muttered, pressing Stiles' hips against the wall to keep him in place as he ran his lips along the line of Stiles' cock.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," he murmured, jerking his hips up a little. "You're trying to kill me."

[justlurkinghere]

That earned him another lick. "I would never."

[robinonadderall]

"Come on," Stiles said, tugging on Derek's hair. "Come on, I've been trying to fuck for you, like, forever."

Yes. Forever.

[justlurkinghere]

"Been waiting all night," Derek replied. He had to scramble onto his feet, careful not to slip and end up wit a head wound.

That would kill the mood.

[robinonadderall]

"You're the one distracting me," he said, reaching for the lube again. "Turn around and put your hands against the wall."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek turned around, hands on the tiles of the wall.

"You're easily distracted," he shot back. Maturely.

[robinonadderall]

"Well everybody knew that," he said, wasting no time pressing one finger into Derek. His impatience was showing.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek inhaled sharply, fingers scraping over the smooth tiles. "Fuck--"

[robinonadderall]

"Guess I'm not distracted anymore," Stiles said, fucking Derek none too gently with that finger.

[justlurkinghere]

No, that would be Derek who was distracted.

He pressed back to take more of that finger, groaning at the stretch of it. His brain might have melted a bit there.

[robinonadderall]

"Nothing to say?" It probably didn't help he asked that as he was adding a second finger.

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck me," Derek growled. Did that help encourage him?

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on Derek's shoulder. "You're not ready yet."

[justlurkinghere]

"Then get me ready," Derek replied, glancing back at him.