Non-Creepy Mansion | Sunday afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had to go back to school at some point today but he was putting it off as long as possible. He tried to justify it by saying he studied better here than in his dorm but there was absolutely no studying going on. Unless watching Netflix counted.

[For the guy!]

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[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, ineffectively trying to correct that. Getting naked was too much work in the afterglow still.

"Next time we try against the wall."

[robinonadderall]

"Good plan," Stiles said before noticing Derek's struggle. "Need help?"

[justlurkinghere]

"You broke me."

[robinonadderall]

"I broke you?" he asked. "You were the one fucking me."

[justlurkinghere]

"Broke me," Derek replied mournfully. "With your encouraging things."

[robinonadderall]

"Poor baby," Stiles teased, giving Derek's ass a squeeze. "Can I make it up to you in any way?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm sure you'll think of something." Stiles was smart like that.

[robinonadderall]

"You sure you want me to come up with an idea?" he asked. "That's what broke you in the first place."

[justlurkinghere]

There was that. "Hopefully I'll survive it."

[robinonadderall]

"Maybe I should just let you rest," he teased. "I think you're showing your age."

[justlurkinghere]

"Excuse me."

He was nowhere near old!

[robinonadderall]

"Hey, it's fine Derek," Stiles said, trying to keep a straight face. "Old age happens to all of us eventually."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm not old." He was just sullen. And grumpy.

[robinonadderall]

"I don't know, you're kind of acting old," he joked. "Might need to get you a walker."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're going to be the one who needs it," Derek growled, grabbing Stiles' hips to prove his point.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed, even with Derek pressing against his soon to be bruised hips. It kind of felt nice and, boy, was that kind of weird. "I can handle anything you have to give me, honeybunch."

[justlurkinghere]

"Honeybunch?" Derek asked, finding the energy to kick his pants off onto the floor as he smirked down at Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Yup," he said, lips popping on the 'p'. He looked down at Derek. "See you managed to get your pants off."

[justlurkinghere]

"Not sure how I managed that when I'm so old," Derek replied dryly.

[robinonadderall]

"Been drinking your Metamucil?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Did you say something?" Derek asked. "My hearing isn't what it used to be."

[robinonadderall]

He smiled. "My poor, old, boyfriend."

[justlurkinghere]

"Planning to trade him in for a younger model?" Derek asked, leaning in to brush his cheek against Stiles'.

[robinonadderall]

"Nah," he said, pressing a kiss against Derek's neck. "I doubt younger models have that ass."

[justlurkinghere]

"Oh, it must be nice then," Derek muttered. There was definitely some mouthing at Stiles' ear there. This is what you brought upon yourself, Stiles.