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]

Derek rubbed at Stiles' hip with his thumb before pulling back to take a breath. "You can pull more."

Happy birthday indeed.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded quickly, tugging at Derek's hair again to encourage him to get back to what he was doing. It was bossy hair pulling, if that was a thing.

[justlurkinghere]

Bossy hair pulling was always a thing for them.

Derek made a noise that was almost a laugh as he went along easily to go back to blowing him. He really liked being on the other side of these things. Even if it did end with a sore jaw and a little struggle to take more than he could.

[robinonadderall]

Derek's enthusiasm would always be a turn on for Stiles. It made him pull a little harder on Derek's hair, getting rougher than he'd normally allow. "I'm close--just--a little more."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed in approval, splashing water around as he tried to move closer and keep Stiles still. And okay, maybe he wasn't unaffected here.

It was the hair pulling. Clearly.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was wriggling around more as he felt himself get closer but he had the presence of mind to keep himself from falling over.

Though it came close when he actually came, jerking forward and unknowingly pulling on Derek's hair almost as hard as he could. "Fuck!"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pulled back after a moment, making a bit of a mess of his beard as he did. Thankfully they were supposed to be cleaning up. Supposed to be.

He stayed close to prevent Stiles from falling as he caught his breath.

[robinonadderall]

"That was a great birthday present," he said in between breaths.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek smiled, pulling him down onto his lap for a kiss in response. Sappy, sappy couple that they were when not having kinky sex.

[robinonadderall]

They were both the sappiest and kinkiest couple. It worked for them.

For example, Stiles didn't mind he was getting come on his face because of all the sappy kissing.

[justlurkinghere]

It was part of their charm, it's true!

"We're making such a mess," he muttered, lazily kissing Stiles' neck. And maybe grinding against him just a little.

[robinonadderall]

"Good thing we're in the tub," he said, tilting his neck towards Derek. He reached down to wrap a hand around Derek's cock, stroking slowly.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek inhaled sharply and bit down on Stiles' neck for that. But in no way was he complaining about the help. "Good idea there."

[robinonadderall]

"I'm full of those today," he said, tightening his grip a little. He circled his thumb around the head of Derek's cock a few times before jerking him off again, faster than before.

[justlurkinghere]

"You-you are." And he was also full of ideas that completely distracted Derek from anything other than him. It was insidious.

Derek restlessly moved his hands from Stiles' waist up and down his back like he didn't know what else to do.

[robinonadderall]

"Close?" he asked, ducking his head down to mouth at Derek's neck.

[justlurkinghere]

"Yes," Derek hissed, trying not to go so far as to let claws grow this time. "Almost--"

If he was less distracted, he'd insist that he could have lasted longer than this.

[robinonadderall]

The counter tops were one thing, Derek, but Stiles actually liked this bathtub. There'd be frowning if claws marks happened.

Though Stiles wasn't exactly helping when he decided to lean in and give Derek a sharp bite to the neck.

[justlurkinghere]

Which was just about all Derek needed to come. He kept his palms flat against Stiles' back because he'd honestly be more worried about clawing Stiles than the tub.

Even though the tub might upset Stiles more.

[robinonadderall]

The tub definitely would. Stiles would heal! And possibly turn into a werewolf. Which wouldn't be good.

Stiles smiled against Derek's neck, stroking him through his orgasm. "Biting always does it for you."

[justlurkinghere]

"Shut up," Derek mumbled, barely audible against Stiles' shoulder.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed, pressing a kiss against where he bit. "The tub safe from your claws?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Didn't distract me that much this time," Derek huffed, tilting his head to give Stiles all the space he wanted to work on.

[robinonadderall]

"Well I was thinking about the well being of our home."

[justlurkinghere]

"Our house." Derek, stop being That Person.