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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[robinonadderall]

Funnily enough Stiles didn't mind being side tracked by this. His hands found their way into Derek's hair again, mussing it up so Derek looked like some hipster who purposely spent 20 minutes in front of the mirror artfully messing it up.

[justlurkinghere]

They just wished they could manage the artful sex hair like Derek.

"You--" Derek began, not quite able to pull away yet. "You are so distracting."

[robinonadderall]

"I am not," he lied between kisses. "I'm totally moving things along."

[justlurkinghere]

"Is that what this is?" Derek asked, smiling despite himself as he ran his hands down Stiles' sides.

[robinonadderall]

"Something else I should be doing?" he asked. "You could ask nicely."

[justlurkinghere]

"Pretty please," Derek teased, kissing him again. "Stop distracting me."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles grinned. "Fine. No more kissing then, it's too distracting."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed like he totally believed that. And gave him another completely distracting kiss before giving a little shove. "Turn."

[robinonadderall]

"Bossy." Not that stopped Stiles from doing what he was told. He rolled over onto his hands and knees, having a great view of the battered headboard.

They probably should get another one someday.

[justlurkinghere]

They really ought to buy them in bulk at the rate they went.

"You like bossy," Derek replied, cupping Stiles' cheeks with his hands to spread him open.

[robinonadderall]

"It's my shameful secret," Stiles said, moving down to his elbows. "Come on."

[justlurkinghere]

"It's a secret now?" Derek asked, moving forward to carefully pull Stiles back onto him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles let out a long moan, closing his eyes at that feeling. "Fuck."

Needless to say he liked that.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek bowed his head and ran his hands down Stiles' back to keep from moving too quickly, letting him adjust for a moment as he bit back a groan.

[robinonadderall]

"This--" Stiles panted. "This is really good."

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah?" Derek asked, finally curling his hands over Stiles' hips to move like he wanted.

No, he didn't expect a coherent response.

[robinonadderall]

Which was good 'cause Stiles didn't have a coherent response. He groaned again, fingers digging into the sheets. He pressed back Derek impatiently because he was incapable of giving up control completely.

[justlurkinghere]

Of course he was! Which was why Derek was holding on a little tighter to control how fast they would go.

Which, okay, admittedly was as fast Stiles had been pushing for. But it was the principle of the matter. To make things difficult for him.

[robinonadderall]

Making things difficult for each other was probably why their sex lives hadn't gotten boring yet.

"Harder, come on." Stiles could make things difficult too.

[justlurkinghere]

They were special like that.

"Being--bossy again," Derek muttered, biting his lip as he tried to not fuck him harder.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles huffed, pushing back against Derek a little harder. "Just--just a suggestion."

A demanding suggestion.

[justlurkinghere]

A very demanding suggestion.

Derek huffed, slowing down instead. But he reached around to wrap his hand around Stiles' dick. Which helped, right? Right.

[robinonadderall]

"That--fuck, Derek." He was caught between annoyed at Derek ignoring his helpful suggestion and being glad that his dick was being touched. "You are the worst."

[justlurkinghere]

It was his charm! Derek liked to think it was, at least.

He leaned forward, covering Stiles' back so he could kiss his neck in response rather than do something like talk. He moved slowly, but with more force just like Stiles had wanted before, keeping his hand still so just the short movements of his hips would jerk Stiles off.

So, basically he was a tease.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck." This wasn't fair, Derek. This wasn't fair at all. Stiles wriggled around, trying to get more of...well everything.