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]

It was a long week!

Stiles didn't hesitate to touch himself after he was given permission. With how long it had been (seriously, guys?) it really didn't take much for him to come. The moan he let out was muffled in the pillow because this was Beacon Hills and he wouldn't be surprised if another werewolf was within hearing range.

[justlurkinghere]

Awww, traumatizing Scott's pack with sex. It was an insidious plan that Derek in no way could have come up with.

Derek whined at the sound and feel of it, though. Because he was just as easy as Stiles was. "Fuck. Almost."

[robinonadderall]

Now that Stiles had come he was beginning to notice the excessive creaking of the bed. "Um..."

That didn't mean he could form words very well.

[justlurkinghere]

That poor bed.

Derek, on the other hand, was less than observant about such things. And was going to take that 'um' as wonder at his amazing sex skills.

Even though that creaking was reaching critical mass just as he came. Hopefully it wouldn't break.

[robinonadderall]

For a moment there while they were both lying there breathing heavily Stiles thought that they had managed to avoid breaking the bed.

Then there was a loud creak followed by a crash as one of the legs gave out and part of the bed fell to the floor.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek froze, holding onto Stiles like that would keep them safe.

Only after a moment did he start laughing.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles burst out laughing too, putting his arms around Derek. "Holy fuck!"

[justlurkinghere]

"Do you think we can buy you a new bed before your dad gets back?" Derek asked amidst snickers.

[robinonadderall]

"There is no way he's not going to notice a new bed," Stiles said, shaking his head. "His job is to figure stuff out."

[justlurkinghere]

"Well, do you think we can fix it?"

Doubtful.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles lifted his head up a little to view the destruction. "...no."

[justlurkinghere]

"So, we're buying your dad breakfast then."

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he sighed. "Yeah sadly we are. And his therapy bills."

[justlurkinghere]

"We'll get a hotel room next time," Derek assured him, rolling away to grab his pants.

[robinonadderall]

"At least now we have an excuse to buy a bed that fits both of us?"

[justlurkinghere]

"And will never live this down."

Ever.

[robinonadderall]

"No, never," he agreed. "He's got us for life."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek dropped back down to kiss him. "You're so lucky I love you."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled into the kiss. "I love you too."