Nameless House | College Park, MD | Saturday Morning

[robinonadderall]

If Stiles was truly honest with himself he would be able to admit that buying a house would soon lead to him and Derek living there full time together no matter how much Derek insisted it wouldn't turn out like that. Not that Stiles was complaining. In fact he looked at their codependency with complete fondness. It was nice knowing he'd have someone to come home to. Even if he wasn't getting his homework done as quickly as he used to.

He was trying to fix that right now, taking up one of the spare bedrooms as a sort of office. He was finishing up some reading for his Juvenile Deliquency course and then had to look into getting an internship this summer. It was all very boring.

[For the guy, phone calls, etc]

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[justlurkinghere]

"I didn't say that."

[robinonadderall]

"Good," he murmured, grinding his hips down against Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

"Don't think we broke in this room," Derek sighed, closing his eyes and enjoying Stiles' movement for now.

[robinonadderall]

"I don't think so either," he said, pulling off his own shirt. "The other guest rooms though, yeah, we definitely did."

[justlurkinghere]

It might have been out of deference to Stiles' schoolwork in there. Maybe. Probably not.

Derek hummed, running his hands up Stiles' sides now that they were bare.

[robinonadderall]

"So I take it you've given up on finding the dog?" he joked, rocking his hips a little more.

[justlurkinghere]

"I could always go looking again," Derek shot back. He started on unfastening Stiles' pants to prove how willing he was to leave.

[robinonadderall]

"If you want," he said, pushing up Derek's shirt.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek arched his back to help get the shirt pulled up more easily. "He's--he's probably fine."

[robinonadderall]

"Hopefully not stuck anywhere," Stiles said lightly as he finished pulling off Derek's shirt.

[justlurkinghere]

"We'd hear him." Hopefully.

He pulled Stiles back down for a kiss before this could turn into a debate.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles settled himself against Derek, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin as he kissed him. Definitely one of the best ways to spend a Saturday morning.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek ran his hands along Stiles' back, humming into the kiss happily. "Good?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles hummed out an affirmative, kissing his way down Derek's jaw and down towards his neck. This was so much better than studying.

[justlurkinghere]

Technically he was studying anatomy. Right?

Right.

Derek sighed, moving his hands up to cup Stiles' neck and then run through his hair.

[robinonadderall]

Which would be helpful if he was a medical student. Unfortunately he was not.

Stiles rocked his hips against Derek's, getting a bit of a rhythm going there as he busied himself with sucking and biting at Derek's neck.

[justlurkinghere]

Cops needed anatomy too! For... things.

Derek sighed, digging his heels into the mattress in an attempt to grind back against him despite the position he was in. He tugged a little on Stiles' hair like that might encourage him to bite a little harder.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles could take a hint, even oh so subtle ones like Derek's. He bit down harder a moment later, holding on there a few moments before letting go.

[justlurkinghere]

How dare you, he was super subtle. To blind people who lived in caves.

Derek groaned, tilting his head in surrender to that. "Fuck, Stiles--"

[robinonadderall]

Well that was Stiles' cue to bite down again, harder this time. He grabbed a handful of Derek's hair to tug on because why not make this all about Derek's favorite things?

[justlurkinghere]

Was he trying to make Derek whine wordlessly? Because he was succeeding at that. A plus work there.

It was getting difficult to focus when Stiles kept doing things like that.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles soothed over the bite with a lick, sitting up with his hands on Derek's chest. "Pants off."

[justlurkinghere]

"Bossy," he teased, wriggling a little as he unfastened his pants and tried to push them down.

[robinonadderall]

"Are you complaining?" he asked, rolling to the side to kick off his own pants.

[justlurkinghere]

He kicked off his pants, flopping back to watch Stiles finish undressing.

"Never. I like bossy you." He liked all the varieties of Stiles. Most of the time.