Beacon Hills | Monday Evening

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was super glad his dad was working night shift tonight because he did not know how much longer he could take the father-son bonding. And it was the sheriff and Derek doing the bonding. Stiles was just sitting to the side watching in horror at his boyfriend and his dad chatting amicably. Shouldn't there be more glaring going on?

"We're not taking him to breakfast tomorrow," Stiles said, peeking out the window to make sure his dad was actually leaving.

[For Derek!]

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[justlurkinghere]

"Not as romantic," Derek agreed once they broke apart again. "Can't fool around in the back of one."

[robinonadderall]

"I don't know if I could fool around in the back of a limo," Stiles said. "The driver is right there."

[justlurkinghere]

"There's a window." Which made it okay.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed. "He'd still be like three feet away."

[justlurkinghere]

"And?" Derek had issues with exhibitionism.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed. "Seriously? You don't find that a little off putting?"

[justlurkinghere]

"No?" It certainly would not stop him.

[robinonadderall]

He sighed. "We're definitely getting arrested someday for public sex."

[justlurkinghere]

"Not if you can stay quiet," Derek replied, lifting his eyebrows playfully.

[robinonadderall]

"I think we've established that's impossible," he said, kissing Derek again. "Get back to defiling me."

[justlurkinghere]

"Pushy, pushy," Derek muttered, reaching between them to unfasten his own jeans. "If we did the limo, I got to second base there."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled, reaching down to help Derek with that. "I'll concede to that. You're very convincing."

[justlurkinghere]

Stiles was a giver like that!

"Ruining those ugly rental tuxes," Derek replied, shifting his hips as he worked the fabric down. And if maybe that allowed him to grind a little against Stiles... it was a happy coincidence.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a pleased noise, leaning in to kiss Derek again. He lifted his hips up, doing his best to ground back against Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

It took a little more wriggling for Derek to get his jeans off. Which was clearly a hardship for both of them.

"Turn over?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded and did what he was told. Amazing how well he could obey orders at a time like this.

[justlurkinghere]

It helped that Derek could reward him for his obedience.

He kissed a trail down Stiles' back, placing both hands on his cheeks as well for a firm grip.

[robinonadderall]

"Feeling totally wooed right now," he said, eyes closing.

[justlurkinghere]

"I could look for music, but I'm worried what I'd find in here," Derek teased.

[robinonadderall]

"Such as?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe some One Direction."

Because Derek's taste in music was so much better.

[robinonadderall]

"There's nothing wrong with One Direction." How dare you, Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"Uh huh." He totally believed that. "Would you like to be wooed with them?"

Derek may have ruined the possibility of getting an answer to that by leaning down to bite at Stiles' ass cheek.

Helpfully.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles jerked, making a surprised noise. "Hey, that's rude."

[justlurkinghere]

"I have to bite where it won't show." Thanks, Derek. Thanks.