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]

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.

[robinonadderall]

"My dad's already seen the hickeys," Stiles said. "Remember graduation brunch?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Are you trying to encourage me to give you more hickies?"

[robinonadderall]

"Well I know how much you love them..."

[justlurkinghere]

"And you put up with that," Derek muttered, turning back to the task at hand by spreading Stiles open.

[robinonadderall]

"Somehow I do," he said, looking back at Derek. "Come on, quit being a tease."

[justlurkinghere]

"Prom queen treatment," Derek reminded him. But he was nice enough to lean down to slowly start licking him open.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles grunted an acknowledgement at that, a little too busy focusing on what Derek was doing to him to actually answer. Apparently there was a fine line between teasing and prom queen treatment.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek liked to think he managed to stay right on that line. He did not.

But now he was focused, the teasing was out the window.

Though the beard burn was probably going to make breakfast awkward.

[robinonadderall]

"Oh god," Stiles murmured, fingers digging into the sheets. "Just like that."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed, carefully pressing a finger against his hole. Just a little bit of pressure to see how much teasing he'd take. "Don't suppose your lube is the edible kind."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled. "Bedside drawer. I used to grab samples whenever I could when they did safe sex talks at school."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled into his side to open that drawer. "...you were really hopeful about your future sex life, weren't you?"