Lobby at Stiles' Dorm | Wednesday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

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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[justlurkinghere]

Which. Okay, that warning would certainly have been appreciated, but Derek had been trying to make him come, so he couldn't bitch too much.

Which is why he pulled back after a moment, slowly moving his hand to let Stiles enjoy it.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was really very sorry about that. And he'd apologize. At some point.

Actually, no, he was just going to relax against the bed and breathe heavily.

[justlurkinghere]

Damn right he would. Derek hummed, slowly making his way up to kiss him. "Feel better?"

[robinonadderall]

"Yes," he said, lazily kissing Derek back. "Much better."

[justlurkinghere]

"Next time you're stressed, I should just come over to feed and blow you?" Derek teased, running his fingers through Stiles' hair. Because grooming was the way of his people.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded, nuzzling against Derek's neck. "And fuck me and cuddle me too."

[justlurkinghere]

"You're so high maintenance."

[robinonadderall]

"I am," he agreed. "How do you deal with it?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed, wiggling a little as he tried to get his jeans down. "Kinky prostitute roleplaying is how I deal."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles grinned. "Need help with your pants?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe," he replied with a huff. "If you're not too tired."

[robinonadderall]

"I'll survive." He sat up to help Derek out but really all he ended up doing was groping Derek's ass.

But, hey, the jeans were down a little.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted, shaking a little with laughter as he leaned against Stiles' shoulder. "Thank you."

[robinonadderall]

"I'm helping!" And groping. That too.

[justlurkinghere]

"And grabbing my ass," Derek shot back, biting at the skin in front of him. Vicious man that he was.

[robinonadderall]

"Should I be grabbing something else instead?" he asked, not waiting for an answer before wrapping one of his hands around Derek's dick. He was still helping, that's what this was.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek inhaled sharply, closing his eyes to at that. "No, no. You're doing fine on your own."

[robinonadderall]

"No suggestions at all?" he asked, jerking Derek off slowly.

[justlurkinghere]

"I think there was an idea about fucking you," Derek muttered, reaching for his jeans to grab the small packet of lube in the front pocket.

He was prepared, okay? Always prepared.

[robinonadderall]

"An idea I agreed with entirely." Stiles couldn't help but smile at the lube. "You're like a dirty boy scout."

[justlurkinghere]

"Different roleplay," Derek replied dryly. He gave Stiles a gentle push because he was an aggressive man in bed. So aggressive!

[robinonadderall]

Stiles slumped back against the bed, laughing. "I don't think we'll be able to pull off the boy scout roleplay."

[justlurkinghere]

"Don't want to try selling me cookies?" Guys, no. No.

[robinonadderall]

That just made Stiles laugh even more. "Absolutely not."

[justlurkinghere]

"Raise money for a camping trip?" Derek continued because he was just terrible and a laughing Stiles was his favorite thing right now. But he did press between Stiles' legs, ripping over the little packet.