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]

Well then. Stiles would just have to press in another finger. Just to see if he could.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek gasped, going still to adjust. "Hold--hold on."

[robinonadderall]

"Want me to pull back?" he asked, looking up at Derek to try to gauge his reaction.

[justlurkinghere]

"No." That was a pretty quick response. He breathed in for a moment before pressing back slowly.

[robinonadderall]

"Careful," he murmured, eyes still on Derek's face.

[justlurkinghere]

"It's fine," he muttered, eyes closed in concentration. "Never--did this."

[robinonadderall]

"I know," he said, moving his fingers slowly. "Is it good?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I," Derek started, trying to decide. "Yes. So much more than I'm used to.'

[robinonadderall]

"So you're saying you don't want my dick then?" he teased.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was forced to give him such a look for that. Because c'mon, Stiles. C'mon.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled and gently pulled out his fingers. "Come on then."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pushed him back against the bed with both hands. "How do you want to?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles slid his hand up Derek's thigh absently as he thought about that. "Like this. I want you to ride me."

[justlurkinghere]

"Who would have guessed," Derek replied, shifting in place as he reached back to help pressed Stiles dick into himself.

At least they didn't need to worry about lack of prep this time.

[robinonadderall]

"You--" Stiles cut that off with a groan when he felt Derek press down against him. "You love it like this."

[justlurkinghere]

"Wouldn't say no," Derek mumbled, eyes closed. He slowly moved his hips, rocking down to take more if him.

[robinonadderall]

"Put your hands behind your back," Stiles said. "I want to see--"

[justlurkinghere]

Well, there was a suggestion.

Derek whined at it, reaching back to support himself on Stiles' thighs. "Like this?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yes," Stiles gritted out, snapping up his hips. "You look so good like that."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek groaned, holding on tightly as though Stiles' movements might manage to throw him off. Which, well, unlikely.

But maybe in a bit his control would be shot enough.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was definitely hoping for that. He had to go through so much in order to physically overpower Derek.

His life was so sad.

Stiles bit down on his lip and jerked his hips up harder. He reached up to wrap a hand around Derek's dick and jerk him roughly.

[justlurkinghere]

Sad and full of sex. How did he survive?

"Fuck."

Derek shifted in place with conflicting choices of which way to move. He settled on riding Stiles as much as he could in that position, hoping Stiles would be kind.

[robinonadderall]

Depended on what Derek considered kindness. If he considered Stiles tightening his hand and jerking Derek off faster then, yes, he was being very kind.

[justlurkinghere]

That was definitely what Derek would consider kind, yes.

"Stiles--" he cut himself on with a groan.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles decided now was the perfect time to pull one of Derek's moves and flip them over so he was on top. The kindness was all a ruse!