robinonadderall | Valentine's Day Mansion

Valentine's Day Mansion | Mid-Morning

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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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.

"Holy fuck--" That sudden tightness around his dick was amazing. He dug his nails into Derek's hips, fucking him through his orgasm.

Of course that meant he was quick to follow, pushing into Derek as far as he could and coming hard.

Red letter day for them both!

"Fuck," Derek panted. Words were hard.

"Yeah," he said, putting his head on Derek's shoulder. "That was good."

"I like this holiday." Though his words were slurred to almost unintelligible.

"Me too," he said, pulling on Derek to get him to turn around. 'Cause there needed to be kissing.

Well who was Derek to refuse that? He turned easily, wrapping his arms loosely around Stiles to keep him in place.

And both of them upright.

That was very helpful. Falling would be bad. "Seriously though, if you get hard again in the next hour you're gonna have to take care of yourself."

"Or fuck me while I'm half asleep."

"I'm not fucking you when you're half asleep," Derek grumbled.

Well.

"Unless you like that?"

Was that on the survey? He couldn't recall.

He shrugged. "Never did it before."

"You're going to end up not sitting down for a week," Derek replied.

"Worth it," he said, patting Derek's cheek. "Come on, water's getting cold and I can barely stand."

You sexed him up so good, Derek. He needed a nap, stat.

Derek rolled his eyes even as he turned off the water. "Lazy."

Stiles was just so lucky his boyfriend was a werewolf.

"Can you stay upright while I grab a towel?"

"I think I can manage." He'll just lean against the wall.

That earned him a quick kiss before Derek went for the towels. Aw yeah, someone was feeling smug about all this.

Yeah Stiles could feel the smugness radiating off of Derek. "You're so proud of yourself."

"No clue what you're talking about," Derek replied. Smugly.

He dropped one towel over Stiles' head, using the other to dry him as best he could.

"You're proud of the fact you'll probably have to carry me to bed," Stiles said, pulling the towel off his head.

"Would I do that?"

"Carry me?" he asked, stepping out of the shower. "I hope so."

Which meant Derek was forced to scoop him up. Princess style.

Forced into this.

"Aww you love me so much," Stiles cooed, kissing Derek's shoulder.

"Feeling romanced?"

"Very," he replied. "Now, nap. And more sex later."

"Awake sex," Derek replied, putting him on the bed. "Maybe next time, though..."

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