Stiles' sophomore year was trucking along at a fast pace but he was still feeling the beginnings of some student fatigue. He was tired of having to read textbooks and writing essays. The fact that he knew he had two more years of this plus grad school didn't help anything. His mopey texts to Derek had progressively gotten mopier to the point where Derek actually agreed to interrupt Stiles' studying and visit in the middle of the week.
His roommate was upstairs which was why Stiles was waiting in the lobby, impatiently keeping an eye on the door for Derek.
[For the guy!]
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To keep him just as nicely pliant, Derek kissed him again. Or he simply needed to kiss Stiles again. Only once he was flush against Stiles' ass and thighs did he break that kiss to groan at the feeling of him.
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Derek nodded, smiling even though his eyes were still closed. "Very good. You?" his voice broke just a little on that last word.
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Derek kissed him again to smother any terribly forgettable noises that came from moving his hips slowly. This was different enough from their usual that it was making teasing a little difficult.
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Stiles kept cupping Derek's face though one of his hands went up to engage in some ear petting. "Hey, look at me."
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Derek kissed him back, curling his hands around Stiles' waist to pull him to meet each slow thrust.
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Stiles pulled back to catch his breath, leaning his forehead against Derek's. Things were building up slowly but that didn't make it any less intense.
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Derek was forced to smile and kiss him again. "C'mon."
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And there was the mean teasing.
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"I think so," Derek replied, kissing hid jaw and then throat. "Want to see you."
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There was a difference.
Though it did bring him in close enough to feel Stiles' dick press against his stomach to know things were certainly possible.
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He groaned again, grinding in close. "Almost--"
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It was embarrassing how easily he was coming from Stiles saying that.
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