Nameless House in Maryland | Saturday Afternoon

[robinonadderall]

Stiles had somehow managed to survive four years of college without flunking out and without being killed by some supernatural being. The former was surprising to him; the latter to everyone else. The ceremony was done, his father was safely on a plane home and the only thing left was existential dread of entering the workforce.

Well. Derek and the dog were in the house too.

[For the guy and super SP. Holy hell it's been four years since he graduated]

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[robinonadderall]

"Wouldn't that involve riding a horse?" he asked, nuzzling against Derek's neck.

[justlurkinghere]

"Maybe you can get one that's not terrified of my scent," Derek suggested, pushing Stiles' shirt up to run his hands up his stomach.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles chuckled. "I'm more afraid of keeping my balance on it."

[justlurkinghere]

"Okay, that's fair," he admitted, shifting down to kiss a like down Stiles' chest now that it was exposed. "What's the safest place to work as a cop?"

[robinonadderall]

"It's not about safe," he said, wriggling a little as he pulled his shirt all the way off. "It's about what I'd be good at."

[justlurkinghere]

He sighed, biting just above Stiles' belly button. "So, solving murders then?"

[robinonadderall]

"You got it," he said, putting his hands in Derek's hair again. "I'll be careful though. Have to come home to my trophy husband."

[justlurkinghere]

That made him smile at least, resting his hands on Stiles' hips. "That's right. You do," he said, smiling up at him.

[robinonadderall]

"And I will," he said with a firm nod. "Now I believe you were not so subtly trying to get my clothes off."

[justlurkinghere]

"I can stop if you want," Derek said, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of Stiles' pants.

[robinonadderall]

"I mean you seem to be enjoying yourself," he said. "Be a shame to deprive you of that."

[justlurkinghere]

"All for me, huh?" he asked, sucking a mark over Stiles' hipbone.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled, jerking his hips up slightly. "I guess I kinda like it too."

[justlurkinghere]

"Kinda," Derek sputtered with a laugh, thumbing open the button on Stiles' pants to get them down more.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm still trying to decide how much I'm enjoying it," he teased, lifting up his hips.

[justlurkinghere]

He was so helpful like that!

"You are still in a finals mind frame, I think," Derek replied, pressing the heel of his hand to Stiles' dick to give mostly just a teasing pressure.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles bit down on his lip to keep from making too desperate a noise at that. "Probably should get to distracting me."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek hummed, moving a little further down in order to mouth at him like the massive tease he always was. Stiles really had to know that's what would happen there.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles made a pleased humming noise, tugging on Derek's hair with one of his hands. "Tease."

[justlurkinghere]

"You could help out," Derek said, even as he did just what Stiles wanted and took him into his mouth for a probably still too slow slide.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles groaned, gripping Derek's hair a little harder. He jerked his hips up a bit, trying to take more control of the situation.

[justlurkinghere]

He hummed, pressing in to rest his elbows on the bed around Stiles' hips so he could take more of him comfortably. But other than that, did nothing to stop or slow him down beyond bobbing along in time with him.

[robinonadderall]

"Shit," he murmured, jerking his hips up with a little more force. "That's really--"

Good. It was really, really good.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek made a pleased noise, moving a little faster to drag any and all noises out of him that he could. It had been a long few days with Stiles' dad in town, after all.

Seriously cut into their insane sex life.

[robinonadderall]

It was bound to slow done someday, right? Right?

Okay, judging from the way Stiles was moaning it was doubtful. He took a little more control, jerking his hips up a little bit harder, being a little less careful.