They were watching a movie - Twilight actually. Stiles had somehow managed to drag Derek to the cinema. He wanted them to watch a movie together but unfortunatelly Derek wasn't big on movies. Not the ones Stiles liked anyway. But he wanted them to go, he practically begged Derek and he agreed at last.

Stiles was watching the screen intently and eating popcorn. Derek puffed when he saw Edward shining in the sun.

''That is so cheesy...'' he said.

''Shhh''

''Be quiet, dumbass.'' Some of the audience complained.

Derek tensed. Who were they to call him dumbass when they were the ones watching that stupid movie and swooning over that stupid Edward, who in his opinion wasn't even that beautiful. Stiles stopped eating and grabbed his hand. He squeezed it gently.

''Derek, don't. They're not worth it.'' he whispered.

He turned his head and looked in the eyes of his mate. It always calmed him down even if he was really upset or really angry. That's all it took - one look. It was fascinating how having a mate worked. Derek leaned in and kissed Stiles gently. That's what he wanted to do, not watch this completely unrealistic bullshit. But Stiles wanted to so he could at least sit still and be quiet, let him enjoy it.

He was pretty sure it was almost over. They got together, blah...blah...blah.

''I can tell what you're feeling.'' Stiles whispered.

''Oh, really? What?''

''You're bored out of your mind.'' He answered as he smiled at him.

''No, I'm not...''

''Yes you are.'' Stiles laughed. He pulled his hand from Derek's and slid it down his lap. ''I think we should do something about that.'' He smirked.

Derek suddenly turned his face to his and looked at him with a mixture of mounting surprise and shock. To answer his unspoken question Stiles opened Derek's zipper and slid his hand down his jeans.

''What? Here?'' Derek finally asked.

''You're bored, aren't you?

''Yes but...ah..'' he moaned as Stiles palmed at his harding dick through his boxers.

''Quiet, honey'' Stiles whispered in his ear. ''You don't want us to get caught, do you?''

''No'' he moaned quietly and nodded.

Stiles continued his ministrations for a while until Derek's dick was as hard as a rock, exactly how Stiles liked it. He could feel his boxers were wet with precum even through the fabric.

''For God's sake, Stiles...you're killing me.''

''I know'' he smirked.

He finally pushed his hand inside Derek's boxers and pulled out his enormous cock, red and leaking. It sprung up and slapped against his stomach. Stiles used his precum as lubricant, but it wasn't nearly enough so he spat on his hand and used his spit. He stroked Derek's lenght a couple times.

''Stiles...I need to come...'' Derek almost coudn't manage that. He let his head fall back against the seat and closed his eyes.

Stiles nibbled at his ear while he increased his strokes, using his tumb to stimulate the sensitive head. Derek pushed his pelvis up into Stiles's hand, trying to get as much friction as possible. He was barely able to stiffle the moans that were threathening to leave his mouth.

''Not. Yet.'' he whispered and grinned, satisfied he had control over Derek, and abruptly stopped his movements.

''What the fuck? Why are you doing this?'' Derek looked at Stiles. He needed release so badly he was ready to beg.

''Because I can.'' Stiles answered smugly.

''Please...I need it''

''Beg me!''

''I'm begging you...please!''

''Please what?''

''Please jack me off, make me cum!''

''Hmm...I think I have a better idea.'' Stiles said pretending like he was in deep thought. The popcorn was in his lap and he ''accidentaly'' dropped it.

''Oh, I'm so clumsy'' he said as he dropped down to fake collect the popcorn from the ground. Thankfully there weren't many people in the cinema and even better there weren't any people in their row. Before Derek knew what was happening Stiles took him in his mouth, his hot wet mouth. Derek groaned and pushed his straining cock in his mate's mouth. Stiles bobbed his head up and down Derek's shaft and swirled his tongue at the tip every time he reached it. Derek gripped Stiles's hair and pushed his head further down forcing him to take him and like it. And he did. There was nothing he liked more than sucking his mate's dick. Well, except maybe being fucked by it.

''Faster Stiles..''Derek moaned quietly.

Stiles increased the speed of his movements almost gagging at times. He looked up and saw that Derek was watching him through eyes clouded with pleasure. He moaned at the sight and knowing that he was the one giving it to him. He was so aroused too. His dick leaving no space in his tight jeans. They would have to do something about that later.

When their eyes locked and Derek smelled his lover's arousal that was all he needed, all it took for him to shoot his load into Stiles's mouth. Stiles eagerly drank every last drop of Derek's delicious cum and licked his lips.

''Are you still bored?'' he asked Derek who laughed.

''Let's just say I won't mind comming to the cinema anymore.''

They both laughed.

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