No Name House | Tuesday Morning

[robinonadderall]

What was the point of spring break if you had tests right after it was over? Stiles should be sleeping until noon and playing video games until he couldn't see straight but, no, he was in the living room with a textbook open. And of course it was for his stupid "Statistics for Criminology and Criminal Justice" course. Who invited math to this degree?

This spring break was laaaaaaaaaaame.

[For the fiance and/or others who want to call/text/visit]

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[robinonadderall]

"More of that," he said, moving to kiss him again.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed and kissed him again, staying close as he could for now. This was one of the reasons why they now had their own house. This right here.

[robinonadderall]

Yeah being about to make out nakedly wherever they wanted was a plus. "This is much better."

[justlurkinghere]

God help them when kids hit the scene.

"Still thinking about studying?

[robinonadderall]

"I could use more convincing."

See, Derek, you spoiled him.

[justlurkinghere]

He really, really did.

Derek sighed, turning his focus back to Stiles' throat. Because he could spoil them both.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled, tilting his neck towards Derek. "Remember the days when we couldn't be naked whenever and wherever we wanted?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Dark days," Derek muttered. "Had to sneak around more."

Which, admittedly, had its allure.

[robinonadderall]

"You loved the sneaking," he murmured, hitching his legs around Derek's hips. "You love any kind of sneaking."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek grabbed hold of one if his thighs like he might possibly push it back down. In some bizarre universe.

"Maybe." Definitely. "You weren't exactly opposed to it."

[robinonadderall]

"I like playing up your creeper skills," he said, sliding his hands over Derek's shoulders.

[justlurkinghere]

"It's called stealth, Stiles."

Not when he did it.

[robinonadderall]

"If that's what you want to tell yourself," he teased, trying to tug Derek down against him impatiently.

[justlurkinghere]

"Stealth," Derek muttered, moving easily to pin him down, hiking Stiles legs up a little further.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles closed what little distance there was between them in order to kiss Derek. He jerked his hips up against him because he was losing what little patience he had.

[justlurkinghere]

He had patience to begin with?

Derek would have teased him more, but someone was doing a good job at being distracting. Which was why he kissed back and fumbled through the couch cushions for lube.

Another habit they'd eventually have to break.

[robinonadderall]

They could say the lube was there just in case someone got their hand caught in something! Totally normal.

Stiles made his own halfhearted attempt at looking for lube...mostly it consisted of wriggling against Derek while trying to keep kissing him. So helpful.

[justlurkinghere]

SO HELPFUL.

Derek huffed in annoyance, having to decide between wriggling right on back and continuing to find the errant bottle. He attempted a little of both. With little success. "If you're on the bottle, you're cockblocking us both."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles sighed, lifting himself up a little to help Derek out. "You raise a good point."

[justlurkinghere]

"Thank you," Derek replied with a smirk, finally managing to grab it. To promptly drop on Stiles' stomach. "Knew I was marrying you for a reason."

[robinonadderall]

"I'm flattered," he said, grabbing the lube and popping the top open. "You just gonna watch?"

[justlurkinghere]

He hadn't been before, but now...

"I like the view," Derek shot back.

[robinonadderall]

"Of course you do," he said smugly. He coated his fingers and wasted no time pressing a finger into himself. He'd always be rougher with himself even though Derek was the one with the healing factor.

[justlurkinghere]

He was terrible like that. Derek gave him a little frown for his rushing, but was grabbing the bottle to slick himself up rather than say anything. This time.

Next time he'd make sure to prom queen treatment Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

And knowing them next time would be in a few hours. They really had a problem.

Stiles looked down at where Derek was slicking himself up, making a little whining noise as he added a second finger.