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]

"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.

[robinonadderall]

"How so?" he asked, standing up again so he was at Derek's height. Or maybe just a little bit taller.

[justlurkinghere]

"...it just is." Because Stiles was the one who responded nicely to things, okay?

[robinonadderall]

"Not buying that logic," he said, putting his chin on Derek's shoulder again. He looked at Derek's face in the mirror as he slowly pressed a finger into him.

[justlurkinghere]

Again with the cheating!

Derek groaned, closing his eyes and pressing back against Stiles as much as his position allowed him to.

[robinonadderall]

"You look so good," Stiles said, biting at Derek's ear again. "We should have done this in front of a mirror before."

[justlurkinghere]

Now Derek was forced to reach back and clutch at Stiles' thigh like that would help move things along. "C'mon. Another finger," he muttered as he turned his head to try kissing Stiles.

[robinonadderall]

Since Derek had asked so nicely Stiles had no problem with pressing in another finger. He was getting a little impatient himself, as evidenced by the fact that he was grinding his hips forward against Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

What a kind fiance he was!

Derek held onto Stiles' thigh tighter, encouraging him to grind against him more than he already was. He only broke the kiss once he felt the stretch of another finger to groan a little higher and more needy than he liked.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles, on the other than, loved those noises. He pressed in another finger, unable to keep from looking at Derek's face in the mirror. "You are just...you're amazing."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek arched his back, eyes closed and mouth dropping open as he made more of those damn noises. Were you happy now, Stiles?

"I want you in me," he gasped. "Stiles, c'mon."

[robinonadderall]

"Could fuck you right here if you're that impatient," he said, pulling his fingers out. "You'd have to watch yourself."

[justlurkinghere]

"You'd like that," Derek pointed out, letting go of Stiles' thigh to try and jerk him off instead. Which was probably super helpful.