UMD Campus - College Park, MD - Wednesday Afternoon

[justlurkinghere]

After a very quiet week for Derek, he was on the mainland to surprise Stiles. With a cake.

Which hopefully made his socially awkward lurking in the lobby of the dorm better.

(It did not. But there was cake.)

[For the most epic of slowplay]

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[justlurkinghere]

"Florida boyfriend is sounding so much better now."

[robinonadderall]

"Aw, don't be like that," he said, leaning against the wall to wait while Derek opened the door. "I'd hate to just have this cake keep me company all night."

[justlurkinghere]

"Uh huh," Derek replied, opening the door for him. "I'm sure you'd just order room service and skip class tomorrow."

[robinonadderall]

"Weren't we gonna do that anyway?" He'd always skip class for sex.

[justlurkinghere]

"You're still going to class," Derek replied, making sure to put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door before locking it behind them.

[robinonadderall]

"You're no fun," Stiles said, putting the cake on the table. "Other people get to skip class."

[justlurkinghere]

"Other people aren't you," Derek replied grabbing him by the hips and pulling him close now that the cake was safe.

[robinonadderall]

"And what's so special about me that I don't get to skip class?" he murmured, wrapping his arms around Derek's neck.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pressed in, not quite kissing him yet. "You're too smart for that."

[robinonadderall]

"You have too much faith in me," he said, nudging his nose against Derek's.

Aw, eskimo kisses.

[justlurkinghere]

They were sickening in their affection, it was true.

"I do not," Derek muttered, letting his hand slip around to cup Stiles' ass. "I just know you."

[robinonadderall]

"Using my logic against me, I see what you did there," he said, smiling when he felt Derek's hands on his ass. "I guess we can make time to cuddle and watch tv after the booty-call and I can still make it to class tomorrow."

He'd just be tired and sore.

[justlurkinghere]

And satisfied!

"You'll manage." Somehow. "Cake or booty-call?"

[robinonadderall]

"The cake can wait," Stiles said before leaning in to kiss him.

[justlurkinghere]

"I spent time on that cake," Derek replied, emphasizing his distress over ignoring the cake by baking Stiles over toward the bex.

[robinonadderall]

"It'll still be good later," he said, curling his fingers in Derek's shirt so they could still stay attached at the hip as they moved to the bed. "Might even be better."

[justlurkinghere]

"You have good ideas," Derek replied, only moving his hands away from Stiles just enough to worm into the back of his pants.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled against Derek's lips, moving his hands to unbutton his own jeans to give Derek more room to work with. Because he could be helpful sometimes.

[justlurkinghere]

So helpful!

Derek took full advantage of the space to move his hands in order to squeeze Stiles' ass again. "We can't break the bed here. I'll be out of places to stay."

[robinonadderall]

"I'm not the one who breaks the beds," Stiles pointed out. "All you."

[justlurkinghere]

"You have no part in it?" Derek asked, hiding a grin against Stiles' shoulder.

[robinonadderall]

"I'm just a weak little human," he said. "I don't have the power to break beds."

[justlurkinghere]

"What about me? No power over me?"

[robinonadderall]

"I like to think of you as a willing participant."

[justlurkinghere]

"Very willing," Derek assured him, shuffling them to the bed until the back of Stiles' legs hit it. "But you... I trust you to have that kind of power over me."