Still Nameless House | Tuesday Evening

[robinonadderall]

It was kind of nice having a place to himself. Sure the whole cleaning aspect sucked and sometimes it was scary when he heard strange noises at night but for the most part it was nice. He got to use his jeep all the time and he didn't have a roommate giving him side eye all the time. And he had a kitchen to cook stuff in!

"Stuff" being top ramen. Look, his skills were limited.

[Open for visitors/calls/etc and vigorious SP is in effect]

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[robinonadderall]

"What did I tell you?" he said, unable to keep from squirming around a little. "Have to ask."

[justlurkinghere]

"You want to fuck me already?"

[robinonadderall]

"I can wait." Sort of. "You just seem impatient."

[justlurkinghere]

That would be because he was impatient. "Another finger would be fine."

[robinonadderall]

"Would it?" Fine, he'd do ask Derek suggested. Because he was nice.

Why did they do this to themselves?

[justlurkinghere]

Because they were insane.

Derek tried to smother another little whine at the stretch. Totally failed at it, but he really did try.

[robinonadderall]

"Want me to fuck you?" he asked, moving his fingers a little faster.

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah." He sighed and shifted in place to ride Stiles' fingers. "Yes."

[robinonadderall]

"Just had to ask." Stiles tugged his fingers out, quickly grabbing at Derek's him to pull him down. "Come on--"

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck," he groaned, slowly sinking down onto his dick. "Stiles. Just like that."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles groaned, resisting the urge to thrust up into Derek. "Fuck. You are so good--"

And to think this started off as cuddling.

[justlurkinghere]

It was cuddly sex. Sort of.

Derek placed his hands on Stiles' chest to keep him in place as he shifted in place in what must have been a tease.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck--that's--" Cheating. Cheating is what it was. Stiles tried to jerk his hips up to the best of his ability, trying to get some control of the situation.

[justlurkinghere]

"Slow," Derek reminded him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a low whining noise. "Now you have patience?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Not--not really," Derek said quietly. He moved with more force behind it this time, biting his lip to keep from making noises.

[robinonadderall]

"Come on then," he murmured, thrusting up harder. "Fuck me."

[justlurkinghere]

"This was supposed to be slow," Derek whined, trying not to scratch Stiles as he moved with him.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck that," he gritted out. This was no time for slow!

[justlurkinghere]

"One day we'll do that," Derek muttered, moving faster now. "I'll get you exhausted enough for it."

Yeah. Stiles was the problem here.

[robinonadderall]

"And how--" Hold that thought while he moved his hips a little, trying to get a new angle. "--how would you do that?"

[justlurkinghere]

It was certainly an angle thar Derek enjoyed, to be sure. "Fuck--" He was trying to talk here, Stiles. "Make you come before? Maybe more than once."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled softly, sliding his hands up Derek's thighs. "I d-don't think that'll work but you could try."

He would always be impatient.

[justlurkinghere]

"Always worth trying," Derek replied, lifting himself up only to drop back down roughly.

[robinonadderall]

"Holy shit--" That wasn't fair, Derek. That wasn't fair. "Come on, I'm so close--"