Normal (Mostly) Mansion | Saturday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had come back to town to get Puppy Joe snuggles and to take blatant advantage of the bigger TV. Netflix had put one of his favorite childhood cartoons into rotation and it needed to be viewed on the big screen. So he decided to spend (Derek's) money on an overnight trip to Fandom and was now hogging the couch reading one of Derek's wedding magazines while the cartoon played in the background. He was also slowly eating everything that Derek and Mike had put in the fridge.

It was like Christmas for Puppy Joe since Stiles was a messy eater so he got to eat everything that was dropped on the floor.

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[justlurkinghere]

That was the sort of sweetness that had Derek smiling like a complete moron into the kiss. "I'd keep you here, but I think you'd object eventually."

[robinonadderall]

"I don't think I would."

[justlurkinghere]

"So, I should steal you away?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yes," Stiles said, hitching his legs up around Derek's hips. Because clearly they needed to be closer. "Yes you should."

[justlurkinghere]

"Looks like I have a plan for the weekend," Derek replied with a sigh. "Keep you in bed at my mercy."

[robinonadderall]

"Oh no," he said, leaning in to kiss Derek again. "Whatever will I do?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek kissed him back, moving his hands in order to pin Stiles' down against the bed.

Because that was one of many things he'd have to do.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles pressed himself against Derek, grinding his hips up against him. He liked being pinned down but that didn't stop him from squirming around.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, hopefully he also liked Derek nipping at his jaw and throat as he ground back. At this rate they'd have to save the gag for round two.

Which, okay, was par for the course for them.

[robinonadderall]

Poor, poor Mike. And here they were planning to be considerate.

Stiles tilted his head back, baring his throat for Derek. Pretty blatant hint that he wanted more marking.

[justlurkinghere]

Shocking, Stiles! So shocking.

Derek pushed Stiles' hands up over his head to hold in place with one hand circling both of Stiles' wrists. All so he could free up the other hand to hold onto Stiles' hip for more friction. "Love you like this," he muttered, marking his throat up.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles groaned, jerking his hips up as best he could. "Pinned down and at your mercy?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Yes," Derek replied before at least trying to keep him quiet with a kiss. Though the fact that his was moving his hand from Sitles' hip to his ass was working against that.

[robinonadderall]

Well the kissing did quiet Stiles down a little. He squirmed around when he felt Derek's hand on his ass and ended up biting his lip a little harder than usual while doing so.

He didn't think Derek would complain.

[justlurkinghere]

If by 'complain' he meant 'groan and slip his fingers between Stiles' cheeks to press against his hole'. Then yes. So much complaining.

Eventually they'd have to let go of each other in order to get to the lube. Eventually. But for now, it was slow and gentle in that regard.

[robinonadderall]

That just made Stiles groan again. So much for being quiet. He squeezed his legs around Derek's hips, trying to get more of that.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shushed him, careful to spot any discomfort as he worked his finger into him. "Quiet," he teased.

[robinonadderall]

"That's not--" he groaned again, biting down on his lip to keep quiet. "--possible. With you doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

"You can," he replied, shamelessly nuzzling at Stiles' throat as he worked his finger into him.

[robinonadderall]

"More," he said quietly. See, he was trying to be quiet. "Please."

[justlurkinghere]

He was so quiet that Derek let go of his wrists as a reward. "I need the lube," Derek said, teasing him with another finger brushing against where he was inside Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles reached up above him to try to grab the bottle that was usually up near the headboard. "I suppose I can help with that."

[justlurkinghere]

"So kind of you," Derek replied, taking the bottle. He was even being nice enough to warm it up on his fingers before pressing them back into Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," he murmured, curling his fingers into the sheets. "Keep--keep doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

"Roll over?" he asked, curling his fingers in a way that wouldn't help at all.