A Home Outside the UMD Campus, Maryland - Wednesday Evening

[justlurkinghere]

Derek was looking for a booty-call house investment property in the Maryland area for cutting down on all those hotels. Yes, a house was somehow the better investment. Just don't ask why rich people do these things. Or why Teen Wolf characters do anything. Just accept it and move on.

On one hand, he wasn't looking for an abandoned shack to lurk in. On the other, he hadn't hired a real estate agent to keep him away from the really shitty properties yet.

That would be why he was looking at a house that had probably been very nice fifty years ago. And frowning at the listing. "This says it has character."

[For the guy]

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[justlurkinghere]

"I'll do something for you," he promised. Because he'd promise anything right about now. It was almost sad how whipped he was. "Anything you want."

[robinonadderall]

"Just want you," he mumbled, focusing on moving faster now.

[justlurkinghere]

"Fuck," Derek whined, holding onto his hips tight enough to leave some interesting shaped bruises for later one. "Fuck, please--"

[robinonadderall]

"I'm going to come first," Stiles panted, enjoying the rhythmic sound of skin hitting skin as he got the pace he wanted. "Just--hold on--"

[justlurkinghere]

Telling him that was just rude. Because now Derek was struggling to keep still and let him do as he wanted. "Oh-okay. Just like this?"

[robinonadderall]

Stiles nodded shakily. It really wasn't going to take much more for him to come. He dug his nails into Derek's skin to keep from touching himself, leaving red marks down his chest.

It didn't take much longer for him to come with a loud shout that echoed throughout the ugly (and thankfully empty) house.

[justlurkinghere]

Derek dug his heels into the the equally ugly carpeting, biting his lip to keep from coming along with him at the sudden pressure around his dick and the scratches. But Stiles was the boss this time, so he would stay where he was. If a bit strained from it.

[robinonadderall]

If Stiles hadn't been out of it from his orgasm he would have been impressed with Derek's restraint. As it was he noticed the tension as an afterthought. He nodded, still trying to rock his hips weakly against Derek. "Come on--"

[justlurkinghere]

Derek pulled him down for another kiss, awkwardly rolling them to put Stiles against the floor. All so he could fuck him just a few more moments before coming embarrassingly fast.

Just. Don't draw attention to that.

[robinonadderall]

Oh yeah like that was going to happen.

At least for the moment Stiles was busy kissing Derek to mention anything. But post-afterglow he might mention something.

[justlurkinghere]

That was rude, Stiles. Don't be rude.

Derek kissed him back, trying to catch his breath again. "We're a mess," he muttered, not pulling away any time soon.

[robinonadderall]

"I wanted a mess," he said with a satisfied sigh. "And we both have to go home covered in jizz."

[justlurkinghere]

Derek snorted in amusement, rolling to the side so he could pull Stiles against his chest to rest for a moment. "You get to go take a shower right away. I have to drive home smelling it."

[robinonadderall]

Stiles smiled and kissed Derek's chest. "So you're saying you're going to have to pull over and jerk off at some point?"

[justlurkinghere]

"...maybe." Totally was. "I'll call you when I do."

[robinonadderall]

"I'd like that." Because they were perverts. "I love you."

Sappy perverts.

[justlurkinghere]

The sappiest perverts around.

"I love you too," Derek replied, kissing him again.

[robinonadderall]

Stiles was more than happy to take the sappiest pervert award. He pulled away from the kiss after a few moments, remembering where they were. "We should probably take the cuddling part of the afterglow elsewhere."

[justlurkinghere]

"Before the neighbors call the police," Derek replied sheepishly.

[robinonadderall]

"Yeah, definitely," he agreed. "And don't think this means you're getting public sex whenever you want."

[justlurkinghere]

"Just when you want," Derek shot back, carefully pulling his jeans back up.

[robinonadderall]

"Well I'm a bit more level-headed when it comes to judging what will or won't get us arrested," he said, reaching for his own jeans.

[justlurkinghere]

"Which is why I come prepared now." There was still a few packets of lube on the floor. To traumatize someone.

[robinonadderall]

"I can tell," he said, eyeing the packets on the floor. "How much sex did you think we'd be having?"

Also how did those tight pants fit so much lube in them?