It Will Be Called Valentine House Today | Morning

[robinonadderall]

Stiles blew his gift giving load on their anniversary last month but he still wanted to do something for Derek for the holiday. So he was making breakfast (yes, he could do that much). It wasn't as pretty as other people's breakfasts but he was 99.9% sure nobody would die from eating it. Which was something.

Happy Valentine's Day?

[For the husband to be]

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[justlurkinghere]

Were you calling him old, Stiles?

"If you can, I can."

[robinonadderall]

"I thought this was about evening out the orgasms between us?" Not that he would have minded coming again.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pushed him down for another kiss. "I don't know if you can keep from getting off on it." Oh, that was a challenge.

[robinonadderall]

"I totally could." Yeah, no. He couldn't, especially today. "I have discipline."

[justlurkinghere]

"Do not." Which was why Derek was still kissing him. Obviously.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles hummed, kissing Derek for a few moments to show just how much discipline he had. Which wasn't much. Especially considering he was groping Derek's ass a moment later.

[justlurkinghere]

Which only made Derek laugh into the kiss, rolling them so Stiles would be on top. "What are you planning to do?"

[robinonadderall]

"I could blow you," he suggested. "Or fuck you. Or eat you out until you cried."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek bit his lip at all the options. "You could."

And it was worth concern how quickly he was hard again. If either of them would focus, that is.

[robinonadderall]

Focus? What was that?

"Which would you prefer?" he asked, reaching back to stroke Derek's cock lightly.

[justlurkinghere]

"I want you to fuck me," he said, sighing and shifting in place at the hand. He was still sensitive and yet wanted more of that.

[robinonadderall]

"I can do that," Stiles murmured. "This okay--am I hurting you?"

[justlurkinghere]

And use more of the terrible chocolate lube?

"I'm fine," Derek insisted, spreading his legs a little for him. "Just sensitive."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles moved back a little, settling himself between Derek's legs. "I'll go slow."

Yeah, right. Slow meant he was leaning in to lick Derek's cock rather than jerk him off.

[justlurkinghere]

Which was totally more helpful!

Derek bit his lip to keep from whining too loud. "Is that slow?"

[robinonadderall]

"Want me to stop?" he asked before licking at him again.

[justlurkinghere]

"Didn't say that."

[robinonadderall]

"Good," he murmured. He took Derek into his mouth, bobbing his head slowly like they had all the time in the world.

And they did have a lot of time. For some reason they just were rushing through stuff.

[justlurkinghere]

They had an entire day of being lazy in bed. And yet here they were.

Derek groaned, running his fingers through Stiles' hair in an attempt to keep from embarrassing himself again. Or because he just really enjoyed petting Stiles.

It was both, really.

[robinonadderall]

Derek's reactions just made Stiles get a little more enthusiastic, bobbing his head faster. He probably should have taken a clue from their previous rounds by looking for lube and yet he was just focused on giving a great blowjob.

Derek should be appreciative of Stiles' focus.

[justlurkinghere]

He was completely appreciative! Appreciative enough that he wasn't trying to muffle the groans this was dragging on out of him.

"Fuck, Stiles--" He tugged on Stiles' hair, guiding half guiding movements and half just holding onto the ride.

[robinonadderall]

"Lube." Yup that was all he was going to say before leaning down to blow Derek again. Because he just couldn't keep his hands (or mouth) off of him. This was becoming a problem.

[justlurkinghere]

Which wasn't helping at all!

Derek gasped, only removing one hand from Derek's hair to blindly grope for the discarded bottle of lube somewhere on the bed beside them. "Your mouth."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles hummed at that, deciding it was a compliment. Also the humming helped with the blowjob. He was all about that since the goal here was to drive Derek crazy.

[justlurkinghere]

He certainly succeeded in making Derek go a little crazy with that. But that didn't make it any less rude.

Derek whined, tugging on Stiles' hair sharply. He'd like to have warned Stiles a bit more in advance before coming, but someone was on a hair trigger today.

Maybe after this they'd notice how strange things were. Probably not.