Le Mansion du non Creepy : Friday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Since Stiles' birthday was on a Wednesday this year he had a stupid thing called school and an exam getting in the way of actually celebrating on the 8th. He apparently couldn't not celebrate it (per Derek) so he came down to the island to birthday it up early. And then next weekend he'd go to Beacon Hills to birthday it up late. It was difficult being him.

He had a few vague (and not so vague) plans in mind to celebrate but right now he was content with laying on the couch. They had all weekend after all.

[For Derek!]

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[justlurkinghere]

"Worth it," Derek sighed. And if he 'accidentally' pressed one finger against the base of the plug inside Stiles...

Oops?

[robinonadderall]

"Hey," Stiles said, pinching the nipple he was being gentle with earlier. "That's cheating!"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hissed at that and squirmed a little. But he didn't look like he was honestly objecting to this change of pace. "How is it cheating?"

[robinonadderall]

"I already said you have to wait," Stiles said. "You're going to come first."

[justlurkinghere]

"We'll see."

He totally would. Totally, totally would.

[robinonadderall]

"I thought you wanted a handjob like this," he said before leaning down to lick Derek's nipple.

[justlurkinghere]

"I do," Derek whined.

And this was not helping him focus, Stiles. None of this.

[robinonadderall]

"Then be good." Stiles started moving down Derek's body, making sure to run his gloved hands along his stomach and hips.

[justlurkinghere]

He'd allow this. Yes.

Derek sighed, closing his eyes as Stiles moved. "Enjoying yourself?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yup," he murmured, kissing Derek's hip. "Are you?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I suppose I am," Derek replied, running his hands through Stiles' hair.

[robinonadderall]

"Good," he murmured, just brushing his fingers against Derek's dick.

[justlurkinghere]

"More would be good."

Maybe. Just maybe.

[robinonadderall]

"You think?" He wasn't going to do that yet though. Deal with it, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

Rude!

Derek gave Stiles' hair a tug. "Yes."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled, giving in and wrapping his hand around Derek's cock to gently stroke him. He was still going slow because he wasn't using lube yet (and he would be, despite how soft the gloves might be), but at least there was a bit more pressure now.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, that certainly helped him out. Derek closed his eyes and shifted beneath him. "How long have you been planning this?"

[robinonadderall]

"Since we talked about it," he said, looking up at Derek. "Hand me the lube?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek stretched out to reach one of the bottles of lube. "That seems like a lot of planning."

[robinonadderall]

"I think it's worth it," he said, licking the tip of Derek's dick. Because he needed something to do while waiting for the lube.

[justlurkinghere]

That was not helping Derek pass him the lube. In fact, it caused him to fumble with the bottle.

So rude, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles snorted. "Smooth."

[justlurkinghere]

"S-Shut up," Derek snapped, lacking all force behind it. He tossed the bottle at Stiles' head.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was paying just enough attention that the bottle hit him on the shoulder instead. "So rude."

He let go of Derek in order to put a decent amount of lube on his hand. Because he wanted this to be rough, not painful.

[justlurkinghere]

And for that, Derek was thankful. Surly, but thsnkful. "You're a brat."