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]

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."

[justlurkinghere]

Damn right he did.

Derek reached up to tug loose the shirt binding Stiles' hands together. "C'mon."

[robinonadderall]

Once his hands were freed Stiles immediately reached out to grab a hold of Derek, trying to pull him down for a kiss. Because someone had missed the romantic aspect of this.

[justlurkinghere]

Lucky for him, Derek was all about that romance, going easily when pulled. And then kissing him like he'd been missing that the whole time.

Clearly they didn't make out enough.

[robinonadderall]

Clearly not!

Stiles got a firm hold on Derek's hips, thrusting up into him hard. Derek had spent so much time making it good for him that he was going to attempt to return the favor.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek held onto his shoulders, moving back to help Stiles out there. "Fuck, just like that," he muttered.

Focusing on something other than coming was a distant thing.

[robinonadderall]

"Come on," Stiles murmured, moving one of his hands to help jerk Derek off. "I want to see you come."

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck." Derek panted against Stiles neck, holding onto him tightly as he began to come messily between them them.

[robinonadderall]

"God--you are so good. You are so, so--" It was only a few more hard thrusts before he was coming too, moaning loudly.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek ran his hand through Stiles' hair without any reason behind it beyond the need to keep touching him as he caught his breath. Don't you feel lucky, Stiles?

[robinonadderall]

Stiles slumped back against the bed, wrapping his arms around Derek. "That was awesome."

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he said, kissing Derek's shoulder. "You're amazing."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, moving them so he wasn't crushing Stiles anymore. "Holding you to that lap dance."

[robinonadderall]

"I know you will," he said, shifting into prime cuddling position. "I'm looking forward to it."

[justlurkinghere]

Awww yeah. Cuddle time. "Do I get to pick the music?"

[robinonadderall]

He chuckled. "Yeah, sure. Whatever you want."

[justlurkinghere]

"Awful lot of trust there." He'd pick something terrible, Stiles. You had to know this.

[robinonadderall]

"Well let me put it this way," he started. "You choose something silly then you're getting a silly lap dance."

[justlurkinghere]

"What counts as silly?"

[robinonadderall]

"You know what counts as silly."