Nameless House | Tuesday Morning

[robinonadderall]

The good part about Thanksgiving break was that it meant that Stiles didn't have to spend anymore time dealing with DC traffic and living in that apartment by himself. The bad part was that he had the sneaking suspicion that Derek was going to make him help with Thanksgiving stuff. Ugh.

He was actually attempting to hide from all that. He was sitting in the tub in the guest bathroom playing on his phone like Derek wouldn't somehow be able to literally sniff him out.

[For the fiance]

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[justlurkinghere]

"You do have a lot of unfortunate names," Derek replied, tugging in the back of Stiles' shirt.

[robinonadderall]

"Ha ha," Stiles said sarcastically, though he was smiling. He tugged Derek along, pulling him towards the couch. "Sit."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek gave him an amused look, but promptly did as he was told. "Are you going tp call me a good boy now?"

[robinonadderall]

"I mean, I can use pet names if you want," he said, moving to straddle Derek's lap. "No pun intended."

[justlurkinghere]

"What kind of petnames?" he asked, putting his hands on Stiles' hips.

[robinonadderall]

"I can use the classics," he said. "Dear, honey, babe."

[justlurkinghere]

"I can handle dear," he decided, moving his hands up Stiles back and kissing him.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles could work with dear. It came more naturally to him than the other ones. He looped his arms around Derek's neck and kissed him back, happy to distract him from the unnecessary meal prep two days before Thanksgiving.

[justlurkinghere]

It was completely necessary to impress his future in law and feed two werewolves!

"I thought we were looking for bottles of lube," Derek said between kisses.

[robinonadderall]

"We will," he murmured, rocking his hips a little against Derek's. "Patience."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek huffed out a little laugh at that, pushing his hands up and under Stiles' shirt to touch bare skin.

[robinonadderall]

"How many bottles do you think we have stashed in this house?" he asked, leaning down to kiss Derek's neck.

[justlurkinghere]

"One here," Derek said, tilting his head to give Stiles better access. "One in your office. One in the little gym..."

[robinonadderall]

"One in the guest bedroom," he said, sliding his hands under Derek's shirt in order to pull it up. "Tons in our bedroom."

[justlurkinghere]

"I think we have some in the car," Derek replied, helping him with that before pulling Stiles' shirt up to get it off as well. "By the pool."

[robinonadderall]

"We're gonna have to do a thorough search," Stiles murmured, taking his own shirt off.

Let's be real, they'd forget one.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek leaned forward to kiss his now bare neck and shoulder, pulling Stiles closer. "Search by floor?" he teased.

[robinonadderall]

"Only way to be sure." He placed his hands on Derek's shoulders and pressed him back against the couch, only to give himself room to slide down onto the floor between Derek's legs.

[justlurkinghere]

Who was Derek to fight him on that? He leaned back, moving his hands to Stiles' shoulders and through his hair as he looked down at him. "Which floor will you be taking?"

[robinonadderall]

"We're not going to do it together?" he asked, moving to undo Derek's pants.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek shifted a little in his seat at that. "You don't think we'd get distracted?"

[robinonadderall]

"What could we possibly get distracted by?" Of course as he said this, he had to tug Derek's pants down some and press a kiss against his hip.

[justlurkinghere]

Of course! Because he was trying to help out, right?

"You might find something interesting to do instead of helping clean." And Derek would be dragged along into it completely unwillingly.

Never mind how he was basically petting Stiles and making a pleased little noise at the kiss.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles gave an innocent shrug at that, clearly more interested in what he was doing now. Which happened to be leaning in to mouth at Derek's dick, so he could probably be forgiven for not responding.

[justlurkinghere]

He was granted a little leeway as Derek closed his eyes and sighed, both hands finding Stiles' hair to gently hold onto. "You're getting blamed if things aren't ready for Thursday."