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Tuesday. Not a bad day. Derek enjoyed Tuesdays. They were good. He usually had dinner with Stiles at his house, his dad worked. They ate and watched a movie and made out on the couch and Derek went home. He had to keep some distance between them but he also had to prevent himself from going insane, so always had to leave in a rush so he could get home and jerk off while Stiles scent was still on him and he could still feel Stiles lips on him.
But this Tuesday was different. He did all that, but one he got home he got a call.
“Hi Der”
“Hi Stiles”
“I’m just feeling lo- ahh- lonely”
“Stiles?! What are you doing?”
“A thing”
“What thing?”
“The thing you run of to do at home”
“And you called me, why?”
“Because I was bored and lonely”
“Stiles”
“No, no. This has to be allowed in the Derek Hale book of rules. We did it before like, two nights ago”
“No. you talked. I just happened to have my phone close to my ear.”
“Then shut up and keep your phone there”
…
“Good. No more talking from you. No more nothing. I can almost feel your hands rubbing up and down my body. Touching. Oh Derek. Derek. I can’t wait for Saturday. Am I gonna have a limp on Sunday? Are you? Can we both?”
“St-“
“Shhh, no talkie talkie. It’s Stiles time. Do not interrupt. “
Stiles talked. Derek listened. He could hear Stiles, not just talking but everything else he was doing. He could hear it all. And Stiles was… something. This boy was gonna be the death of him.
Stiles hang up again right before he made any noise. By the time he called again Derek was finished and Stiles was too.
“Guess you’re gonna have to wait. Bye wolfie. Love you”
“Guess so. Bye. Love you”
This Tuesday was… OMG!