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Stiles is moaning and pulling Derek's hair while Derek sucks his neck.
Derek lifts himself off of Stiles while draggin his hands down the boy's sides until he reaches the hem of his shirt and pulls the shirt off slowly. Derek keeps hold of Stiles' gaze while doing this.
When he rips the shirt off he lowers himself down yet again and starts licking Stiles' defined stomach and up to his chest.
Stikes keep moaning when Derek takes one of his nipples into his mouth and sucks and nips at it.
Derek loves the reaction he gets from Stiles and he loves how responsive his body is for him.
Stiles hisses when Derek moves to bite his collarbone. He nips and bites it gently.
Next Derek lowers his hands while still nipping at Stiles' collarbone and neck. When his hands reach the front of Stiles' jeans he teases and gently tickles Stiles making Stiles beg.
"Derek, please"
Derek pauses for a moment and stops the nipping to ask a question.
"What do you want Stiles?" he asks teasingly.
"I.." he moans. "I need you.."
"what is it that you want? Tell me?" Derek breaths against Stiles' neck.
Stiles shivers slitly. "Please fuck me.." he moans squeezing his eyes shut.
It takes all of Derek's self control to not rip Stiles' jeans and just have him. But he smells so good. He is so responsive and the sounds he make are pure gold for Derek.
Slowly Derek opens Stiles' jeans and in a swift motion takes them and his boxers off leaving Stiles completely naked underneath him.
Stiles' dick is stone hard and leacking of pre-cum. Derek can't help himself. He reaches down and swipes the cum off of Stiles with his thumb and brings the finger to his mouth.
Derek qrowls and his own erection becomes even more hard. Becoming almost unbareble.
Stiles watches the action with wide eyed and his mouth a little open. He then reaches to Derek's jeans and tugs at them. Silently telling him to take them off.
Derek lifts himself a bit and takes the pants, along with his boxers, off.
"Where's the lube?" Derek asks with a quiet and grumbling voice.
"First drawer" Stiles says quickly. Anticipation written all over his face while he's grinnig at Derek.
Derek takes the lube and puts some on his fingers.
"Just try to relax" he reassures Stiles. Then he lowers his hand and moves a finger to Stiles' entrance.
Stiles' breath hitched a bit.
Derek slowly pushes inside of Stiles and starts scissoring him open. Slowly he ads a nother finger while Stiles moans and whimpers.
"More Derek.. I need more" he says pleadingly. "Please Derek"
Derek lowers his mouth on Stiles' cock and sucks a bit with his fingers opening Stiles up.
"Jeesusmotherfucker" Stiles moans outloud. "What the hell dude, your mouth is like heaven" Stiles whimpers.
Derek ads a third finger and Stiles gasps for air.
"Jeesusfuck" he swears and grips tight of Derek's hair.
Derek scissors him open and then removes his fingers and his mouth. Stiles groans loudly.
"Why did you stop?" he frowns.
Derek just raises his eyebrow in a 'are you setiously asking me that' manner.
He takes the lube and applies it onto his dick. Then slowly places it at Stiles' entrance.
"C'mon Derek, please!" Stiles sighs.
Derek gently pushes in Stiles and starts rocking his hips.
"oh mother of god" Stiles moans.
Derek growls loudly and takes Stiles' hand to pin them above his head. He then catches his lips again in a bruising kiss while rocking his hips to Stiles.
Stiles moans into his mouth and Derek purrs softly.
Derek starts to pick up the pace. They're both close.
"Derekkk" Stiles whimpers.
Derek leaves one of his hands to pin Stiles' over his head and lowers the other to stroke Stiles' painfully hard cock.
"Derek I'm close.." Stiles breathes against Derek's mouth.
Derek's fangs drop a bit when he bites down hard at Stiles' lower lip when they cum at the same time.
They both moan out of pleasure. Derek drops next to Stiles on his bed.
They're exhausted and trying to catch their breaths.
Stiles flings his other hand over Derek's chest and holds him close. Soon they both fall a sleep still naked and sweaty.