Nameless House | Friday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

As of  this morning Stiles was no longer a teenager. Twenty didn't feel too different from nineteen though he did have a minor crisis over the last few days that would be much more appropriate on his twenty-fifth or thirtieth birthday. How did this getting old thing happen? Who allowed this?

Ignore the fact that he still had a babyface and probably would until he was forty.

At least he had classes this morning to make him feel young. And homework to do this weekend. He tossed his bag on the floor of the living room when he got home, deciding he could worry about that on Sunday night. It was his birthday he shouldn't have to do homework.

[For Derek and whoever else feels like pinging]

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[justlurkinghere]

Which was why Derek picked it up to put in the hamper with the rest of his own clothes. They weren't savages, Stiles. God.

"Keep me in the lifestyle I'm used to?"

No, not the living in creepy ruined buildings where multiple people died.

[robinonadderall]

"Better than that." Because, yes, he remembered how Derek previously lived.

He kicked off his jeans (also leaving those on the floor) and went into the bathroom to get the water started.

[justlurkinghere]

"Fancy," Derek replied dryly, also picking those jeans up to put in the hamper before working on his own.

And yes, getting a nice look at Stiles' ass as he walked away.

[robinonadderall]

It was a nice ass, wasn't it?

Stiles turned on the faucet and squirted in enough bubbles in the tub to ensure there was going to be a mess to clean up later. As always. "I'm in love with this tub."

[justlurkinghere]

He was just so, so lucky that his ass was worth all that cleaning. Even if Derek would mutter a lot as he did so.

"I could leave you two alone if you want," Derek offered, crowding up behind Stiles to drape himself over his back.

[robinonadderall]

"I think I can make time for both of you," he said, reaching his arms back to give Derek a backwards hug. "So I get to do whatever I want 'cause it's my birthday, right?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Yes," Derek replied slowly, mostly wondering where this was going to go.

[robinonadderall]

"Good," he said, smiling to himself. "Well I want you to face the mirror with your hands on the counter."

[justlurkinghere]

Well then. Derek looked more than a little interested in whatever Stiles had planned now.

"Right now?" he asked, pulling away from Stiles slowly.

[robinonadderall]

"Yep," he said, moving to turn off the water. If it got cold by the time Stiles was done they'd just put more in. "I want to fuck you while we're in there and I need to get you ready."

And doing that in front of a mirror was kind of a turn on.

[justlurkinghere]

It was clearly a turn on to Derek too as his breathing picked up a little and there was a red flush above the beard.

Damn beard not doing any good at hiding these things.

"Okay," he said, turning to comply much faster than before.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles moved to grab the bottle of lube they had stashed away in here, placing it on the counter beside one of Derek's hands. He crowded up behind Derek and hooked his chin over Derek's shoulder, using his height to his advantage.

"You look good like this," he said, trying not to smile too much at Derek's blush.

[justlurkinghere]

"Bent over a counter?" Derek muttered, following Stiles' movements in the mirror rather than look at himself. Because no thanks on the blushing, damn it.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah," he said, nipping at Derek's ear. Which he knew was cheating.

[justlurkinghere]

So, so cheating. Stiles, that wasn't cool.

Derek bit his lip to keep from whining at it. Well, whining too loud about it. "I'd--I'd do that for you other times too," he muttered, trying to stay focused here.

[robinonadderall]

"Like in the kitchen?" he said, sounding a little distracted since he was more focused on kissing his way down Derek's back. He didn't think Derek would mind.

[justlurkinghere]

The mess, Stiles!

"Sure," Derek replied, letting his head drop forward as he also focused on feeling what Stiles was doing to him.

[robinonadderall]

"I thought you said we couldn't do stuff in the kitchen," he teased, sliding down onto his knees. Since he was down there now was a better time than any to bite Derek's ass cheek.

[justlurkinghere]

Well, when someone was distracting him like that, it became difficult to remember why he didn't want to do things in the kitchen.

Derek groaned, leaning forward to rest his weight on his forearms on the counter top. "I did?"

[robinonadderall]

"You did," he said, spreading Derek open. "Several times."

Maybe Stiles licking into him would jump his memory?

[justlurkinghere]

In no way did it help his memory. But maybe if Stiles tried a little more?

Derek responded with a groan, spreading his legs a little more to keep stable with Stiles teasing him like that.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles took a hold of Derek's hip, keeping himself steady as he licked into him again. He'd reach for the lube eventually but teasing was too much fun.

[justlurkinghere]

"Stiles--" At least he didn't have to worry if Derek was enjoying himself right now. "C'mon."

Also that Derek was always impatient when the tables were turned.

[robinonadderall]

"Patience," Stiles teased, reaching up for the lube. "Isn't that what you always tell me?"

[justlurkinghere]

"That's different," he insisted, glancing back at him over his shoulder. Because it clearly was.