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]

Why did Stiles insist on cheating so much during this?

Derek let go of the savaged counter top, looking up at the mirror to see himself and Stiles behind him. "Stiles, please."

[robinonadderall]

"Please what?" he panted, meeting Derek's eyes in the mirror. He was in no way as collected as he might have sounded, but it was easier to draw things out when Derek was desperate like this.

[justlurkinghere]

Rude.

Derek reached back trying to just hold onto him to keep himself grounded. "Let me come."

[robinonadderall]

"You can come whenever you want," he said, jerking Derek off faster to help with that. He ground his hips in harder, trying to get deeper though that wasn't actually possible at this point.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek whined again, moving one hand up to cup the back of Stiles' head and pull him into a kiss. This was going to end in a huge mess and he was going to be the one stuck cleaning it.

But at the moment? Worth it.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles managed to kiss Derek back, though it didn't have a whole lot of finesse. He couldn't help but bite at Derek's lip, followed by his jaw. Derek's wolfy tendencies were rubbing off on him.

"Come on," he murmured, kissing Derek's neck. "I know you can."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, if he was going to be so encouraging about this...

Derek curled his other hand around Stiles' jerking himself off a little faster before he was coming with a strangled noise.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles looked up at the mirror, making sure he could watch Derek come. That sight alone was enough for Stiles to lose any rhythm he had, just doing everything he could to come now.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pressed back against him, breathing slowly evening out with each moment. "C'mon," he muttered, tugging gently on the hair at the nape of Stiles' neck.

[robinonadderall]

This time it was Stiles making a whining noise. It took only a few more hard thrusts before he came, muffing the noise against Derek's shoulder. Not that it did much good.

[justlurkinghere]

Thank goodness it wasn't just Derek embarrassing himself with terrible noises. He pet the back of Stiles' head, more than a little pleased with himself.

No, it wasn't deserved smugness. But it was there anyway. Because he was a Hale.

[robinonadderall]

That smugness wasn't deserved at all, Derek! It was Stiles who should be smug! Though he was a little too out of it to be smug at the moment.

"Probably need to get more warm water in the tub," he murmured against Derek's shoulder.

[justlurkinghere]

He could be smug all he wanted!

Derek turned so he could kiss Stiles without craning his neck. "Good idea."

Yep, still smug.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles kissed Derek, sliding his hands over his shoulders. "That was good."

[justlurkinghere]

"Great," Derek corrected, looping his arms around Stiles' waist in response. "Great idea."

[robinonadderall]

"I get them sometimes." Now he was being smug.

[justlurkinghere]

As was only right!

"Uh huh." Derek kissed him again before pulling away to get started on the tub. And pretend nothing at all went wrong with that counter top. Just fine there.

[robinonadderall]

Please, Derek, like he wasn't going to notice there were claw marks in their counter. And it was fresh considering there were still bits of the torn out material lying there.

"What the hell did you do?"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek winced, turning the hot water on like that would hide his shame with steam. It would not. "It can be fixed."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles ran his fingers over the claw marks. "Damn, I must've fucked your brains out."

[justlurkinghere]

"You did not." He really, really did.

[robinonadderall]

"We're going to have to replace the entire counter, Derek," he said, turning back to face him. He looked like he accomplished something great.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek sighed and rolled his eyes. "It was bad quality anyway."

[robinonadderall]

"Why won't you just admit I sexed you up real good?" he teased, getting into the tub.

[justlurkinghere]

Oh, there was that sigh again as he let Stiles get settled before joining him. "I was just distracted."

By Stiles sexing him up so good.