Outside of the FBI Training Facility | Quantico, VA

[robinonadderall]

Stiles didn't know if it was sad or impressive that he managed a whole month at his FBI internship before getting shot. Some might have said that with his luck he might've been shot on the first day.

It hadn't been his finest moment, seeing as it was just a small graze on his foot from a ricochet and he had screamed like he had a whole arm taken off. Oh and he passed out when he saw the blood. That was pretty embarrassing too. Whole thing warranted two stitches and a pass to take the rest of the day off (but was expected back bright and early tomorrow).

He was fine to drive home but of course that whole idea went out the window when he told Derek about the ordeal. Now he was waiting to be picked up, occasionally looking at the windows of the facility to see if his classmates were pointing and laughing at him.

So. Embarrassing.

[For Derek!]

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[robinonadderall]

Stiles laughed. “Oh yeah, like they’d believe that.”

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe a kitten instead," Derek suggested, giving the pizza boxes a look before giving in and taking him to the bedroom.

[robinonadderall]

They would still be there to clean up later, Derek.

“Have you ever given a massage before?”

[justlurkinghere]

Damn it, Stiles!

"No, but I think I can figure it out." And Stiles would be pretty vocal of it wasn't good, he was sure.

[robinonadderall]

Let’s be real, Stiles wouldn’t be able to tell between a good one or a bad one. “It’ll be a learning experience.”

[justlurkinghere]

That was true.

"Lay on your stomach and I'll find some lotion," he said, putting him down on the bed.

Because using lube was probably just a recipe for disaster.

[robinonadderall]

“Wow, lotion, this is gonna be a for real massage,” he teased, crawling on the bed. He managed to avoid killing his foot, thankfully.

[justlurkinghere]

"I'm pampering you," Derek reminded him. He's even be nice enough to warm up the lotion in his hands.

[robinonadderall]

“I should have asked for pampering earlier,” Stiles said. “I didn’t even know it was an option.”

[justlurkinghere]

"I did rose petals once." That counted.

He knelt his way over to straddle Stiles' thighs for the right position for this. From his vast experience in massage.

[robinonadderall]

The straddling was always a good start. “Yeah but that turned out to be a lot of clean up.”

[justlurkinghere]

"We won't repeat it." They so would on some future anniversary.

He kindly started working Stiles' lower back. Possibly very, very low... lower back.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles tensed a little in anticipation. “This a full body massage?”

[justlurkinghere]

"Unless you have somewhere you want me to focus on." If it was your dick, he was going to sigh and go along with it still.

[robinonadderall]

"No, no, focus wherever you want." He was very impressed he didn't mention his dick. "You're the masseuse."

[justlurkinghere]

It's like you were growing as a person, Stiles!

Derek hummed, continuing to press down on Stiles' boxers to work on his ass lower back, pressing a little harder as he grew more confident in it.

[robinonadderall]

"Totally free to take off the rest of my clothes," he said helpfully.

[justlurkinghere]

"I will." Which meant he was immediately moving his hands up toward Stiles' shoulders instead. "Eventually."

[robinonadderall]

He should have guessed that was going to happen. "Why do I fall for it every time?"

[justlurkinghere]

"Because you love me so much?" Derek suggested, leaning forward a little bit to massage his shoulders and maybe just grind against his ass a little bit.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lip, trying to keep still through all of that. "That has to be it. Can't think of what else it would be."

As if the dick grinding against his ass wasn't another perk.

[justlurkinghere]

"Nothing at all?" Derek asked, leaning down to kiss the back of Stiles' neck as he moved slowly.

How was the massage going? He thought it was going pretty well. mostly because he was certainly enjoying the process.

[robinonadderall]

Because Derek loved to torture Stiles.

"Isn't my love enough?" he asked. He ever so slightly bent one of his knees to get a little bit of leverage to press back against Derek.

[justlurkinghere]

And Derek was nice enough to help him, hand just above where the waist of Stiles' boxers had been pushed to keep him from falling. that was one of the reasons for holding onto him at least. He bit down on the nape of Stiles' neck rather than answer that.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles inhaled sharply when Derek bit him, unable to keep from making a pleased noise. "Derek."