Non-Creepy Mansion | Specifically Under Derek's Bed | Tuesday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

It was dangerous when Stiles got bored. He tended to create little "projects" for himself that really had no point but were something he'd quickly become obsessed with and the next thing you know Sheriff Stilinski can't find anything in the kitchen because Stiles decided to organize the pantry and fridge by expiration date.

Which probably explained why his dad paid for the portal ticket back to Fandom.

Stiles' latest project was going through the clothes they had in the bedroom to pick out stuff he wanted to bring to Beacon Hills and get the rest sorted in ROYGBIV order if Derek didn't come home in time to stop him. The closet had been taken care of, as had the dresser drawers. Now he was under the bed, trying to find clothes that had either gotten kicked under there or dragged in by Puppy Joe.

Boxers, t-shirts and socks he had been expecting. What he hadn't been expecting was a tiny black box that he had never seen before. Too lazy to wriggle out from under the bed (it had taken way too much shifting to get under there in the first place), Stiles brought out his phone and turned on the flashlight so he could see what was inside.

Did it count as an invasion of privacy if this was pretty much your bedroom?

When Stiles opened the box to find a ring he decided that, yes, this was an invasion of Derek's privacy. Because the ring was silver colored (though Stiles guessed it was platinum because this was Derek we were talking about) and there was a triskelion engraved in it. If Stiles were brave enough he would guess that it'd fit his ring finger if he tried it on.

Stiles let out a shaky breath. He definitely wasn't supposed to find this.

[For Derek and SP 'cause we've decided to do the thing but work and hair dyeing gets in the way]

Comments

[justlurkinghere]

Derek totally knew about that stash, Stiles! He was just biding his time on destroying them.

"You're so kind."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles crawled back on the bed, holding a small paddle. "How many should I start off with? Five? Ten?"

[justlurkinghere]

"You're the one in charge," Derek replied, resting his weight on his forearms instead of his hands.

[robinonadderall]

"Good point," he said before giving Derek a smack with the paddle. Not as hard as he could have done it but there was still some force there.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek couldn't help the little snicker that slipped out. The noise somewhere between nerves and anticipation of what was to come. "Again?"

[robinonadderall]

That was kind of an adorable reaction. Yes, adorable was to be used to describe spanking. It was so adorable, in fact, that Stiles was quick to use the paddle again, a little harder this time.

[justlurkinghere]

This time it was more of a pleased grunt. Which probably helped them move on from being painfully adorable with each other.

Only a little, though.

Derek bit his lip, steadying himself so he wouldn't move too much.

[robinonadderall]

"Good?" Stiles didn't wait for an answer before spanking Derek again.

[justlurkinghere]

"Uh-huh." He stuttered in the middle of the word from the next hit. Which. Rude, Stiles. He was trying to talk.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles reached a hand around Derek's hips so he could wrap it around his dick. "Yeah I'd say you're enjoying yourself."

[justlurkinghere]

"I always enjoy you," Derek muttered in response, shifting forward to fuck Stiles' hand.

[robinonadderall]

Which is of course when Stiles removed his hand. He moved back onto his knees in order to use the paddle again. "A couple more and then I'll grab the lube."

[justlurkinghere]

Because Stiles had learned to be mean about sex and Derek didn't approve. "C'mon."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smacked Derek with the paddle again. "Be patient. I'm liking the way your ass looks right now."

[justlurkinghere]

"That so?" Derek asked, still sounding sullen that Stiles was drawing this out. Like the hypocrite he was.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he said. "It's nice and red and I can see the outline of the paddle on one cheek."

[justlurkinghere]

That... almost made up for it.

Derek groaned, pressing back to meet the next smack. "You're terrible."

[robinonadderall]

"Am I?" He set the paddle aside, reaching for the lube. "So you don't want my fingers then?"

[justlurkinghere]

"I didn't say that," Derek replied quickly. He looked over his shoulder to confirm Stiles wasn't that cruel.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles wasn't that cruel, as evidenced by the fact that he was slicking up his fingers and quickly pressing one into Derek. See? He was nice.

[justlurkinghere]

Super nice!

"When did you get patience for this?" he teased.

[robinonadderall]

"Special occasion," he joked. He was quick to press in a second finger because Derek had said he wanted rough.

[justlurkinghere]

Which was why Derek was hissing and pressing back to meet him, riding Stiles' fingers as much as he could in this position. "C'mon."

[robinonadderall]

"Hold on," Stiles murmured, pressing in another finger slowly. "I don't want to hurt you."

[justlurkinghere]

"Better hurry then."