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]

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.

[robinonadderall]

"I am," Stiles said, adding one last finger. "Have some patience."

[justlurkinghere]

"Should have grabbed the plug," Derek groaned. Which would help them stay focused during this holiday weekend.

[robinonadderall]

"Lack of foresight on your part," Stiles said, pulling his fingers out. He put his hand on the back of Derek's neck, using his free hand to slick himself up.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek lowered his head, humming at the possessive touch. It was safe to say he enjoyed that. Pretty safe.

He spread his legs a bit more to give all the access Stiles might have needed.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles squeezed the back of Derek's neck a little when he started pressing into him. He groaned loudly at the feeling, not even ashamed of the fact of how loud it was in the bathroom.

[justlurkinghere]

That could probably explain why they did this in the bathroom so much. Between the amplified noises and the easy clean up...

"Fuck, Stiles," Derek whined, voice high and strained.

[robinonadderall]

"Good?" Stiles asked, sounding strained. He didn't wait for an answer, starting to fuck into Derek roughly. Because Valentine's Day.

Yes.

[justlurkinghere]

It was a reason for many things.

"Yes," Derek replied. "Yes, keep--keep going."

[robinonadderall]

"No way I'm gonna stop," he panted. He got a tight hold on Derek's hip, using the leverage to thrust in harder. And to also keep from falling on his ass. Which was helpful.

[justlurkinghere]

So helpful!

"Harder," Derek panted, pressing back to meet him as much as he was able in this position and without, you know, sending them both to the floor.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on Derek's neck again, doing as Derek asked. The water was making Derek a little harder to hold on to but it just encouraged Stiles to get a little rougher, to the point where if it were possible he'd be leaving bruises.

"You're going to have to touch yourself," he said. "I can't--"

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck, fuck," Derek groaned, pawing at the tile like it would keep him upright. "Just like this. I think."

Maybe. Look, he was having a strange day.

[robinonadderall]

"You--" Stiles groaned when he realized what Derek was talking about. "Okay--okay I can--"

Change the angle a little to see if that would help you come untouched, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, it certainly wasn't hurting the odds. Derek made a deeply embarrassing noise. he reached back to clutch at Stiles' hip to keep that happening.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles didn't feel like it was embarrassing. In fact the noise just spurred him on to fuck Derek harder. He was starting to feel pressure build up and became focused solely on making Derek come. "Fuck, Derek, come on. For me,"

[justlurkinghere]

That would be because Stiles wasn't the one making it.

Derek went tense, biting his lip to muffle the next embarrassing noise. He had to ball his hands into fists to keep from wrecking the tile as he came.