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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[robinonadderall]

Stiles groaned, head tilting back against the pillows. "You--you can't say things like that then touch my dick."

[justlurkinghere]

"Thought I was supposed to touch it as much as you touch my ass," Derek teased, enjoying the friction and the drag of Stiles' dick between his cheeks. They'd need lube eventually, but he was enjoying this as it was for now.

[robinonadderall]

"You're the worst." He followed that up with wrapping his hand around Derek's dick so he couldn't have really meant it that much.

[justlurkinghere]

"See if I serenade you again with that attitude," Derek muttered, being forced to shift back and forth between Stiles' hand and his dick.

Which wasn't helping him focus. Not at all.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was having focus issues as well. "Want me to fuck you?"

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, like Derek would ever turn that down. "Wouldn't be opposed."

[robinonadderall]

"Of course not." Because Derek was just as much of a sex fiend as he was, even after the tiring first round. "How do you want it?"

[justlurkinghere]

Just Derek was the sex fiend here. That was true.

"Like this?" Derek suggested, leaning forward just enough to try finding the discarded lube.

[robinonadderall]

"Okay," Stiles said, tilting his head to help with the lube finding. "Did it get knocked to the floor?"

[justlurkinghere]

"...there should be another."

They had a problem.

[robinonadderall]

Just a little bit of a problem, yes.

"Got it," he said, closing his hand around another bottle of lube. "It's the raspberry one."

[justlurkinghere]

"Better than the vanilla," Derek replied. Showing how much of a problem they had. He held his hand out for the bottle, placing his other hand on Stiles' chest to keep steady.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles lifted his eyebrows, pushing the bottle into Derek's hand. He'd just sit back and enjoy watching Derek, he had no problem with that.

[justlurkinghere]

How kind of him.

Derek flicked open the bottle, pouring some onto his hand before reaching back to slick Stiles up.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lip, shifting his hips up slightly. "We should try a new flavor sometime. Like pineapple."

[justlurkinghere]

"I'll place an order." Twist his arm, why don't you?

Derek shifted as well, only pressing fingers into himself once Stiles became antsy. And what do you know? He had another hand available to reach back and continue to tease him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles closed his eyes for a brief moment to enjoy that feeling but forced himself to open them so he could watch Derek get himself ready.

"I really appreciate your ability to multitask."

[justlurkinghere]

"It's a talent," Derek muttered, voice going up at the end when he added another finger. He was mostly just impatient, let's be honest.

[robinonadderall]

"Don't hurt yourself," he huffed, jerking his hips up. "We've got time."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed in annoyance, letting go of Stiles to put that hand on Stiles chest to keep himself steady. "You could always help."

[robinonadderall]

"With what?" he asked. "Fingering you or jerking myself off?"

[justlurkinghere]

Stiles, you little asshole.

"Which would you prefer?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles decided to show, not tell for that one. He slid one of his hands away from Derek's hip to gently press in a finger beside Derek's own.

[justlurkinghere]

Okay, that was less of a dick move on Stiles' part. And it was enough to make Derek scratch blunt nails over Stiles' chest as he enjoyed the stretch. "Fuck."

[robinonadderall]

"Pleased with my decision?" he asked, pressing in a bit more and crooking his fingers.