Basement of the Nameless House | Friday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

The fact that Stiles realized he'd have to pass a physical endurance test hit him hard when he finished this semester and realized he had one year of school left before entering his career in law enforcement. He'd have to like, run and stuff! And not die! It was going to take a whole year just to be able to run a mile without dying. Especially when it was like 100 degrees in Maryland right now and if he went outside he'd spontaneously combust.

Knowing that there'd be days where it'd be hot like the sun outside, Stiles had used Derek's credit card to buy enough stuff to set up a makeshift gym in the basement. It wasn't much, but there was a treadmill and a punching bag, along with a mat he could pass out on after he exercised. He had napped there many a time since starting to work out.

Today he was working on the punching bag because once again it was hot like the sun outside.

[For the guy and I can not stress enough how Maryland is the sun right now]

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[robinonadderall]

"You are so good at that," Stiles murmured, digging his fingers into the sheets as he pressed back against Derek's fingers.

[justlurkinghere]

That sort of praise earned him another careful lick around where his fingers were pressing into Stiles. And maybe a few more because he was enjoying how easily unraveled it was making him.

[robinonadderall]

"Holy shit," Stiles groaned, doing his best not to jerk his hips back too hard. "Fuck, I'm gonna do something so nice for you after this."

[justlurkinghere]

"Yeah?" Derek asked, shifting around to kneel between Stiles' legs a little impatiently.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded, trying to pull himself together a little. "Yeah, whatever you want."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, that was kind of him now they had basement sex plans.

He curled his fingers just a little before pulling them free. "Are you ready, you think?"

[robinonadderall]

"I've been ready." He was just enjoying himself too much to say it out loud until now.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek rolled his eyes, giving Stiles a gentle little smack on the ass as he scooted forward. "I could go back to fingering you."

He would not do that. He so would not.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled, both at the smack and the horrible threat. "Oh no, anything but that."

[justlurkinghere]

Hopefully he expected another smack in response to that as Derek slowly pressed into him. Only then was the argument forgotten in favor of the feeling of Stiles all around him. "Fuck."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles' response to that was an embarrassing whining noise when he felt Derek press into him. He relaxed a bit more, back bowing as he rested his head against his arms as he enjoyed that initial feeling. "Yes."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek reached down to run his hands down Stiles' back as he tried to let both of them get used to this before moving like he really, really wanted to. "You look so," he started, biting off a groan.

[robinonadderall]

"Taking that as a compliment," he muttered, eyes still closed. "C'mon, you can move."

[justlurkinghere]

"It was one," Derek muttered, moving as soon as permission was granted. He curled his hands around Stiles waist to keep them both steady.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck," Stiles moaned, jerking his hips back when Derek started moving. "Just like that--keep doing that."

[justlurkinghere]

At least they had this down to a damn science after so many years together.

Derek stifled an embarrassing noise at the slightly unexpected movement there before trying to take control of the situation again.

[robinonadderall]

They could definitely win awards for this sort of thing.

Stiles pushed back a little harder, trying to give as good as he got. So much for Derek trying to get control of the situation.

[justlurkinghere]

Okay, that was rude, Stiles. He was trying his best here.

That only led to a little less coordinated, but no less satisfying movement between the two of them. "Fuck, Stiles--"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles reached back with one hand, trying to touch any part of Derek could. "C'mon, please. I need more."

[justlurkinghere]

Well, Derek could hardly refuse him that. He pressed forward, pulling Stiles back to meet him with each movement.

[robinonadderall]

"Fuck." Stiles let go of Derek in order to wrap a hand around his own dick. "C-close."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek nodded a bit frantically in agreement with that, teeth clenched ineffectively to keep back noises. "C'mon."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles moaned, tightening his grip on his cock. It was only a few more moments before he was coming, shouting Derek's name.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek nearly fell forward at that, having to catch himself as he continued to move with less and less grace behind it. But it didn't take too long for him to follow Stiles.

Hopefully Stiles was okay with Derek pulling them to the side so he could curl around him like a big spoon.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was more than okay with it. He would have been insulted if it hadn't happened. He went with Derek easily, breathing heavily as he leaned against him.