justlurkinghere | No Longer Middle-Aged Mansion, Monday Morning

Derek was sleeping remarkably well this morning. Possibly because he still had great thoughts of a future family that was loud and large.

No one said he was a normal guy, okay?

That would also be the reason he was still sleeping rather than up and making coffee like he lived in a Folgers commercial. Like normal.

[For that guy!]

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robinonadderall

...Stiles would accept that movement.

"Fuck," he gasped, nails digging into Derek's hips. "P-put your legs over my shoulders."

From:

justlurkinghere

Derek groaned, struggling with coordination for a moment. Between the feeling of Stiles' nails digging into his hips and dick filling him up so nicely...

This was difficult even with werewolf grace.

From:

robinonadderall

Luckily Stiles was there to help, managing to get Derek's legs over his shoulders despite the fact they were both sweaty as hell. The effort was worth it since Stiles was in an excellent position to pound into Derek as hard as he could.

From:

justlurkinghere

That poor, poor headboard really stood no chance with Stiles doing something like that. It started to crack the moment Derek's legs were over Stiles' shoulders.

"Fuck--please--"

From:

robinonadderall

"Please what?" Stiles panted. He was only barely managing to hold up the whole dominant facade.

From:

justlurkinghere

It was working for Derek, that was for sure!

Derek bared his teeth, trying to hold out on full on begging here.

From:

robinonadderall

"Scary," he teased, lowering Derek's legs so he could press a careful kiss against his fangs. "Still not going to do anything unless you ask."

From:

justlurkinghere

That was rude.

Derek huffed in annoyance. "Harder."

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robinonadderall

Stiles smiled, doing as he was asked and working his hips harder. He leaned in to kiss Derek again, not really caring how sloppy it was.

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justlurkinghere

As if Derek would even notice anything other than Stiles in him and on him beyond how amazing it felt.

He whined, trying to kiss back as best he could. "Al--almost."

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robinonadderall

"Don't believe I said you could come," he said, voice sounding rough. "Have to ask."

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justlurkinghere

"Please," Derek ground out, trying not to just yet. This would end in tears.

For the headboard.

From:

robinonadderall

Stiles looked up at the poor headboard and decided he probably should give in for its sake. He nipped at Derek's chin, reaching down to wrap a hand around his dick.

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justlurkinghere

The number of headboard they'd ruined was staggering. The back of that poor thing was clawed to hell and back.

"Fuck," Derek gasped, hips jerking as he came embarrassingly fast.

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robinonadderall

"Holy fuck." Yeah, he was definitely surprised that Derek came that soon. Surprised in the best kind of way. He ducked his head down again, completely focused on coming now. "You're so good--so, so good--"

From:

justlurkinghere

That was what happened when you teased him so much, Stiles. God.

"C'mon," Derek groaned, arching his back in an effort to help Stiles out. "C'mon, c'mon."

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robinonadderall

The encouragement from Derek was really all Stiles needed to push over that edge. He came with a loud groan that was in no way smothered by Derek's shoulder. Though Stiles did attempt to do that.

From:

justlurkinghere

Derek heard it! Totally heard it. So, nyah.

He pulled his hands down to pet Stiles' back as he came. Ride out the last of it all. "That was." He swallowed, trying to remember what he was going to say. "So good."