Forever Nameless House | Tuesday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

How was it that Stiles' summer internship was more tiring than the classes? Unpaid hard labor, that's what this was. Unpaid hard labor that was required for him to get a good job out of college. Almost immediately after getting home from the police station he was working at Stiles went upstairs and flopped into bed. And immediately got a Puppy Joe sitting on his head.

Life was hard.

[For that guy that lives there and anybody else]

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[justlurkinghere]

"Oh noooo," Derek teased, kissing the spot he bit to hide his grin.

[robinonadderall]

Well Stiles was forced to pet Derek's ears again. Forced.

[justlurkinghere]

"Not that," Derek muttered, nipping again as he moved his hands down to grip Stiles' ass to pull him closer to grind against in response. "Anything but that."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled, ducking his head against Derek's neck to supress a groan. He moved his hips as best he could in this position but he couldn't do much.

[justlurkinghere]

Which was basically just how Derek liked him. Because Derek was cruel like that.

He moved one hand to the small of Stiles' back to help keep up the movements. Slowly. Because he was now and always a tease. "I want to hear you."

[robinonadderall]

"You're terrible." Was that not what Derek wanted to hear?

[justlurkinghere]

Oddly no! How strange.

Derek bit at him again, helping Stiles out with the right noises by carefully pressing a finger between Stiles' cheeks. Did that give him better motivation?

[robinonadderall]

...yeah that definitely helped.

Stiles gasped softly, unable to stop himself from making that bit of noise. He ground his hips down against Derek's hand, trying to get more of that.

[justlurkinghere]

Damn right it did.

Derek carefully moved his fingers, not quite letting Stiles move as much as he might like until they finally cracked and went for the lube. He sucked on the same spot he'd bitten to give him a nice, new hickey for work the next day. Possessive man that he was.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles still tried (and failed) to squirm around because goddamn it, Derek, this wasn't fair. "Y-you are--fuck---particularly cruel today."

[justlurkinghere]

"I was trying to be romantic before," Derek muttered against Stiles' shoulder. He struggled for a moment to keep the same position as he reached around for the bottle of lube. It was there somewhere...

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed, both at what Derek said and his current struggle. "Need help?"

[justlurkinghere]

"No." He really did. This would end in tears.

[robinonadderall]

"Well if you say so," he said, tightening his hold on Derek. Hey, he offered to help and it was denied so now he was just not going to move at all.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek struggled for a little while longer, trying to stretch without letting go of Stiles to no avail. Only then did he sigh and slump a little. "Yes."

No, he couldn't be more clear what that was about.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed again. "Okay, hold on to me."

He let go of Derek's neck in order to try to twist around and grab the lube from under a pillow.

[justlurkinghere]

"You were hiding it." Or Derek was just terrible at this.

[robinonadderall]

"It's at where it's always at!"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed, reaching for the bottle. "Sometimes it's under the other pillow."

Like the one he graciously gave to the dog.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled, kissing Derek's chin. "The lube is found now that's what matters."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed anyway, pulling away just enough to be able to pour some of it onto his fingers. And look at that, he even waited for it to warm up to body temperature a little before pressing into Stiles again.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," Stiles murmured. "Very happy we found the lube."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed, going back to work on that hickey he'd been giving Stiles before they paused to find the lube. It was clearly just to distract Stiles from him adding a second, slightly impatient finger.

And not for his own enjoyment.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," Stiles murmured, jerking his hips. He dug his fingers into Derek's shoulders impatiently. "More--"

[justlurkinghere]

"More?" Derek asked, teasing him with the press of another finger without actually going through with it.