Post-Event Mansion | Monday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

So Derek had...quite the weekend. It was weird for Stiles too but he knew that was nothing compared to what Derek went through. Stiles wasn't even sure if he wanted to see his mother again if it would mean having to say goodbye again.

Stiles still wasn't great at this comforting thing but he was doing what he could. Mostly that meant he bought donuts and coffee at JGOB while Derek was still upstairs in their room. See? Comfort!

Though it probably didn't help that Stiles was eating all the jelly donuts in the kitchen instead of letting Derek know there was food.

[For Derek or anybody else that lives there/wants to visit]

Comments

[robinonadderall]

Stiles licked his lips, jerking his hips up hard. "They're loud."

And embarrassing.

[justlurkinghere]

"I know." Derek was the worst.

[robinonadderall]

"M-maybe you should work on making me be loud."

[justlurkinghere]

"That so?" Derek asked, dragging his hand down Stiles' stomach as he moved.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded. "You're the one that wants me to make noises. All on you."

[justlurkinghere]

Uncool, Stiles. Now he had to think while doing this. That was way too difficult.

"That's easier when I'm fucking you," he totally whined.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles let out a surprised laugh at the whining. "Guess you better get creative."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed in annoyance, leaning down to bite Stiles' collarbone. That showed him who was boss!

[robinonadderall]

Oh yeah, it totally showed him. He was at least making some noise like Derek wanted. "That's better."

[justlurkinghere]

"You just want to not be able to take off your shirt," Derek grumbled, biting again. This time was gentle since there were fangs.

[robinonadderall]

He laughed again, jerking a little at the bite. "Yeah because I'm taking my shirt off so much."

[justlurkinghere]

"All the time in college, right?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yup," he said. "Around all those guys in my dorm."

[justlurkinghere]

"Trying to make me jealous," Derek teased. He pushed himself up to enjoy riding Stiles just a tiny bit more aggressive than before.

[robinonadderall]

"Is it working?" he asked, pushing his hips up a little harder.

[justlurkinghere]

"Only if you're tempted," Derek replied with a hint of a growl.

The bed was beginning to make noises at least. They managed that much.

[robinonadderall]

Look at them making progress!

"What if--" Stiles cut off that sentence momentarily with a groan. "What if I said that I was?"

[justlurkinghere]

That made the growl a little louder and caused hands to pin Stiles' shoulders against the bed. "I'd say you were lying."

And aggressively mark his territory.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles moaned again, squirming around in Derek's hold. "Fuck--keep doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck, Stiles---" This was only 'comforting' in a very loose sense of the word.

[robinonadderall]

This was totally comforting. Definitely comforting.

"Come on," he gasped, sounding more than a little frustrated. He basically was dependent on Derek at this point. "Please."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shuddered a little at that, reaching between them to jerk himself off. He was in no way helpful. "Begging now?"

[robinonadderall]

"It's n-not begging." It so was.

[justlurkinghere]

"Say it again," Derek muttered, losing any semblance of order as he moved.

[robinonadderall]

Derek was lucky that Stiles desperate enough at this point to do what he wanted. It took a couple more frustrated moans but eventually he gave in and gritted out, "Please."