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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[robinonadderall]

"Come on," he murmured, moving his hand faster. "Come on, I wanna see."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek held onto Stiles' neck, straining beneath him as everything built up. "Talk--talk to me. I want to hear you."

[robinonadderall]

"You look so good like this," he murmured before biting Derek's neck lightly. "I can't wait for you to fuck me."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was in full agreement with that plan. As evident from his groan and the tension in his body. He bared more of his throat for Stiles.

"Just--'m almost."

Words were difficult now.

[robinonadderall]

"You won't even have to wait," Stiles said, biting down on Derek's neck again. "You can just take the plug out and fuck me whenever you're ready."

[justlurkinghere]

"Won't last long enough for that," Derek replied with a little laugh.

[robinonadderall]

"You can get it up again," he said. "I have faith in you."

[justlurkinghere]

"Tease," Derek muttered, pulling him in for another kiss. "Faster."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles did as he was told, tightening his hand a little and moving his hand faster. He had to admit he liked the noise of leather on skin.

[justlurkinghere]

Strange, wasn't that?

Derek dug his heels into the mattress and strained a little as he failed to keep still for Stiles to do all the work there. Luckily for Stiles, it did not take too much longer for him to come and, probably, make a little mess of those gloves.

[robinonadderall]

...or make a lot of a mess of those gloves.

Stiles kissed Derek again, stroking him through his orgasm. This was definitely one of their better ideas.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, the mess was all Stiles' fault. So. There was that.

Derek scratched his nails through the hair at the nape of Stiles' neck as he kissed back. Possibly just to keep himself grounded for the moment as the lovely afterglow started to set in.

[robinonadderall]

"You wouldn't happen to know how to get semen out of leather, would you?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Internet?" Derek suggested lazily.

[robinonadderall]

"I'll google it later," he said, laughing a little as he pulled off the gloves. "You good?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Very good," Derek replied, stretching up to kiss Stiles' neck.

[robinonadderall]

"Were the leather gloves everything you hoped for?" he asked.

[justlurkinghere]

"I think so. Were they for you?"

[robinonadderall]

"I always like jerking you off," he said, nipping at his jaw.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, reaching between them to press the hell of his hand against Stiles' dick. "Somehow, I can tell."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lower lip, jerking his hips up slightly. "I make it pretty obvious."

[justlurkinghere]

"Just a little," Derek replied, helping him out with a slow, easy stroke. Since the bottle of lube ended up somewhere tangled in the sheets.

[robinonadderall]

They were always losing the damn lube.

"Did you want to see the plug?"

[justlurkinghere]

It was why they bought it in bulk. Well. One of the reasons.

"Turn over."

That was a yes, Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled again, rolling over onto his hands and knees. After much deliberation (and being horrified by some designs on the website) he had gone with a simple blue one.