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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[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?"

[robinonadderall]

"Better safe than sorry."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, rifling through them to find a few that didn't sound gross. Yes, he was being picky about the lube flavours here.

He pushed himself up onto his knees, straddling Stiles' legs as he ripped open one of the packets to let it drip down onto Stiles' ass. Because he was never nice about that.

Never.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed. "Seriously?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Seriously," Derek shot back, running his thumb through the little pool before slowly pressing it into Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"You're the worst," he huffed, pressing back against Derek's finger. It had only been like a week since he last had sex but that was a week too much for Stiles.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, when he was as used to regular sex as they'd gotten...

"Love you too," he replied, moving his thumb in counterpoint to Stiles' movements.

[robinonadderall]

"What flavor did you get?" he murmured.

[justlurkinghere]

"Vanilla." It was no strawberry, but it was probably more ~romantic~ that way. He leaned down to lick around where his thumb was still inside Stiles'.

You know. To test it out.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lip to keep from making a noise at that. "How is it?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Not bad," Derek muttered, removing his thumb in order to press in two fingers instead. And if that allowed him to keep teasing Stiles with licks as he worked him open, well. Them's the breaks.

[robinonadderall]

"Jesus," he murmured, jerking back hard against Derek's hand. "Come on."

[justlurkinghere]

And ruin all of Derek's fun? Never.

"I'm getting there," Derek replied, rolling his eyes as he carefully worked in a third finger.

[robinonadderall]

"G-get there faster," he whined impatiently.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek smirked at that, biting down lightly on Stiles' ass cheek as he moved his fingers in earnest now. Hopefully that helped Stiles out.

Just a little.

[robinonadderall]

"Holy shit," Stiles mumbled, fingers digging into the sheets. "Might just touch myself."

You know. 'Cause he was impatient.

[justlurkinghere]

Rude, Stiles!

"You could try," Derek muttered, groping for the other tiny lube packet. He ripped it open with his teeth, making a bit of a mess as he tried to squeeze it out with just one hand.

[robinonadderall]

He would just have to wash his sheets on the sly now when his dad was out. Good work, Derek.

"You gonna stop me?"