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.

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[robinonadderall]

"Got me there," he murmured, placing a hand on the back of Derek's neck. Only then did he begin to push into him in earnest, trying to take his time.

[justlurkinghere]

Oh sure, make it slow and hold Derek down. That was totally fair.

Derek tried to keep from whining, but mostly failed at that. He held onto the blankets tightly to keep himself from moving more than he was allowed.

[robinonadderall]

"Good," Stiles murmured, noticing Derek trying to keep still. "You're doing good."

He let out a low groan when his hips met Derek's ass, staying still for a moment.

[justlurkinghere]

"Y-yeah?" Derek croaked out.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he said, squeezing the back of Derek's neck. He started moving slowly, trying to take his time and generally drive Derek nuts.

It was so much easier to be patient from this end of things.

[justlurkinghere]

And it was so much more difficult to just take what was being given on this end of things.

Derek whined a little more at the squeeze, rolling his hips impatiently.

[robinonadderall]

"I feel like you're asking for something here," Stiles murmured. "Use your words."

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck you," Derek muttered sullenly. Well, he felt sullen, but it came out pretty breathy.

[robinonadderall]

"That's rude," he said, losing his rhythm a bit as he laughed at that. "Guess I'll keep going slow then."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek whined again, way louder. Even though he tried to muffle it against the bed. "Fuck me, c'mon."

Sure, now he was feeling repentant.

[robinonadderall]

"I am fucking you." He did end that sentence with a hard push of his hips though.

[justlurkinghere]

Which shut Derek right up for all of five seconds before he moaned and pushed back for more of that. "Good. Really--"

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," Stiles murmured, giving in an fucking Derek harder. "So impatient--"

[justlurkinghere]

"You like it." His face and shoulders were flush against the bed to give him the right amount of balance to push back against him.

[robinonadderall]

Derek being so enthusiastic gave Stiles an idea. He slowed the movement of his hips, running one of his hands soothingly over Derek's back. "Come on, Derek. I want you to fuck yourself on me."

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, that was a new one. Derek paused for only a moment, pushing himself up onto his elbows to look back at him. "What?"

[robinonadderall]

"I'm going to stay still and you're going to do the work," Stiles told him. "Since you seem so eager to help and everything."

[justlurkinghere]

"Lazy," Derek muttered. But he dropped down a little to give himself enough balance to do just that. "Can you hold still that long?"

[robinonadderall]

"I'll hold still as long as I can," he said. "But since I'm in charge I can start fucking you again whenever I want."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed like this was a terrible plan despite how willing he was to go along with it. Just pretend he wasn't interested. That'd be nice.

He pressed back, biting his lip to keep quiet as he fucked himself shamelessly on Stiles' dick.

[robinonadderall]

"This--" Stiles took a second to try to find the words at what this looked like from his angle. "This--you look amazing."

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah?" He was starting to get a little breathless now that he could control the pace. This was a bad choice, Stiles. Such a bad choice.

[robinonadderall]

"So fucking good," he murmured, digging his fingers into Derek's hips. "Like seeing how bad you want it."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek growled back at him, head down in concentration and back sloped down for the right angle. "Yeah?"

Yes, give him the dirty talk, Stiles. It was... actually really working for him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lip, unable to keep moving his hips a little despite wanting Derek to set the pace. "Y-yeah. God you're all flushed and sweaty and the way you look when you move--"

Yeah he couldn't shut up right now.