Derek sighed and let him go to climb off the bed and walked to the mirror, he looked at his neck. "Woah." he whispered.
"Do that mean that you like it?" Stiles smiled from the bed.
"I've never had these." he said, rubbing the mark a little, "I love them."
"I love them too." Stiles smiled.
Derek turned to Stiles, "Thank you." he whispered with a smile.
"Don't thank me babe. It was my pleasure. Now come here." Stiles smirked.
Derek smiled and walked slowly back to the bed.
"Mmm that's nice view." Stiles smiled and licked his lips.
Derek grinned and got on the bed on all fours, "Why don't you show me how much you like it?" he whispered licking his own lips.
"You want me to fuck you, don't you?" Stiles chuckled.
Derek smirked and crawled to him slowly, "I might." he whispered kissing his shoulder.
"Mmm I might want that too." Stiles chuckled.
Derek straddled him again, "Than what are you waiting for?" he whispered.
"Are you still open?" stiles groaned.
"You'll need the lube, but it won't take long to open me up." Derek whispered mouthing his shoulder.
"Okay. Just...where is the lube?" Stiles moaned and gripped Derek' hair.
Derek chuckled, and squeezed his thighs together around Stiles, "How do you lose the lube again?" he whispered reaching down and stroking him lazily.
"Mmm you're distracting me." Stiles moaned.
Derek grinned and started thumbing the head, "I don't know what you're talking about baby." he whispered kissing his neck, still jerking him off slowly. "Find the lube so you can get in me."
"Yeah I-I mmmm I'm trying." Stiles moaned, looking around the bed.
Derek chuckled and nipped at his neck, and twisted his wrist, "Try harder." Derek whispered.
"Fuck..." Stiles groaned and arched from the bed.
Derek grinned and licked at his neck, "Babe you aren't looking." he taunted.
"If you do the thing I like the most you'll look me cum all over your hand." Stiles moaned looking at Derek.
Derek sighed and kissed his neck, "I just really want you in me." Derek whispered looking at him through his eyelashes, "I want to feel you pounding into me, filling me up, and stretching me out." he rolled his hips showing Stiles how hard he was, "I need you, baby."
"Then find me the stupid lube because I want that too." Stiles moaned.
Derek chuckled and reached over him and stuck his hand under the pillow taking out the bottle.
"Under the stupid pillow? Seriously?" Stiles mumbled and grabbed the bottle.
Derek chuckled and kissed him deeply, "Yeah, under the stupid pillow." he said.
"You put it there, didn't you?" Stiles asked putting the lube on his fingers.
"Nope." Derek said, his body already shaking with anticipation, "But I knew it was under there when I asked the first time."
"And you didn't tell me?" Stiles mumbled with a smirk and bite Derek' neck hard.
Derek moaned quietly, "No." he said and tightening his hold on Stiles' and baring his neck.
"That's really bad, Derek." Stiles whispered and lick his neck. He reached out and circled Derek' hole.
Derek moaned pushing down to his finger, "I was enjoying the show." he breathed as he started jerking him off slowly.
"Enjoying the show? One more minute and your hands would showed you how much I enjoyed it myself." Stiles pushed his finger inside Derek' slowly. "If you cum before I can fuck you...I'll...do something bad..."
Derek sighed as he slipped in, "Oh..." he moaned, rolling his hips "If I cum before you fuck me, you can still fuck me." he whispered filthily, "I'd love that."
"If you cum before I get in you I'll jerk off in front of you. You wouldn't be able to touch...but you'll still can look at me and hear me moaning your name." Stiles mumbled and push a second finger inside Derek'.
"T-technically you're already in me." Derek groaned, "F-fuck, Stiles, more." he whispered kissing his ear, "Give me more."
"My fingers doesn't count, Derek. If you cum I wouldn't fuck you. Do you understand?" Stiles whispered and push with three fingers inside Derek.
Derek gripped his shoulders and started trying to ride his fingers, "Okay! I won't cum, just...give it to me already." he whined.
"You're not ready. And stop trying to ride my fingers. It's way too hot." Stiles groaned, trying to find Derek' sweet spot.
"I'm ready." Derek grumbled, as he stopped moving and just started rolling his hips. Suddenly he threw his head back and moaned loudly, "Oh, Fuck Stiles! Right there!"
Stiles smirked glad that he find it. He started to push against his prostate with every thrust.
Derek moaned louder, "Stiles! I swear to god!" he growled pushing down on his fingers, "If I am anymore opened you will fit your fist in there!"
"Really?" Stiles smirked "That's a lot babe."
Derek glared at him, "No. I want your dick not your fingers or your fist." he growled, rocking his hips.
"Are you sure?" Stiles teased, hitting his prostate with his fingers.
Derek threw his head back and groaning. He reached for the lube and squirted some onto his palm before wrapping his hand around Stiles' dick, as he started jerking him off.
"Fuck you." Stiles groaned and thrusted in Derek' hand.
Derek moaned, "I've been working on getting us to that."
"Okay that's enough we are prepared. Ride me babe." Stiles whispered.
"Oh you charmer you." Derek said lifting himself up to his knees. He held onto to align Stiles with him, and slowly sinks onto him, moaning quietly.
Stiles gripped the sheets tightly to stop himself from thrusting up.
"Oh." Derek said fully seated, "Yes." He whispered closing his eyes, and dropping his head onto his shoulder.
"Fuck...Der...Babe you should move." Stiles panted.
Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles' shoulder and rolled his hips, "A-ah yes." he moaned quietly, "Stiles."
"Mmm babe a little help. Wanna sit." Stiles moaned.
Derek nodded and let him go. He stretched back to brace himself on his hands next to Stiles' legs. "Sit up, babe." he said looking at him.
Stiles smirked and sit up looking at Derek. "You can go back to work babe."
"Fucker." Derek grumbled and rolled his hips, clutching around him.
"You like it." Stiles moaned and kissed his hungrily.
"Yes." Derek breathed kissing him back and clutching his hair.
Stiles smirked and started to kiss his neck.
Derek bared his neck and started rocking his hips.
"Fuck...Der...more..." Stiles panted and licked his neck.
Derek wrapped his arms around his shoulder and lifted up, sinking down slowly. He moaned quietly.
Stiles closed his eyes, moaning loudly. "Fuck...you're so tight..."
Derek groaned and gripped harder. He thrusted faster, panting right in Stiles' ear.
Stiles moaned. "Are you close babe?" he whispered on his ear and suck the earlobe.
Derek shook his head, "Fuck, Stiles." He panted, rocking his hips harder, he reached one hand down his chest and flicked Stiles' nipple.
"Fuck...you know they are sensitive." Stiles panted and thrusted up.
Derek keened and bit the side of his neck, "So full." He moaned into the skin thrusting harder down.
"Can you cum just from that or do you need my help?" Stiles groaned and gripped Derek' hair tightly, pulling him in passionate kiss.
Derek moaned into his mouth feeling the tightness in his stomach, "Hands." He moaned, "Just hold." Speeding up his thrust.
Stiles moaned and run his hands down Derek' chest leaving marks after his nails. He gently took Derek' cock in one hand and his balls in the other rolling them in his hand.
Derek rolled down his hips, "A-are you close?" He whispered, hissing at the feeling of stiles holding him and the scratches.
" Yeah. Just cum for me babe." Stiles moaned and started to stroke Derek' gently.
Derek squeezed his eyes and clenched around him feeling his orgasm hit, "Stiles." He whispered letting the wave of pleasure go over him.
Stiles moaned when Derek clenched around him and thrusted up hard one last time before he go over the edge, repeating Derek' name.
Derek moaned quietly as he felt Stiles cum inside him, he stayed on him just rocking his hip, milking stiles through his orgasm. He ran a hand through his hair, waiting for both of them to come down from that.
"Fuck that was...perfect." Stiles panted and kissed Derek' cheek.
Derek nodded, looking at him, "S'good." He mumbled quietly, as he ran his hand through Stiles' hair.
"I love you." Stiles whispered and kissed him gently. He wrapped his hands around Derek' and hold him close.
"Love you too." Derek whispered again his lip, hugging back tightly.
"Fuck I already cum five times tonight, Derek. What are you doing to me?" Stiles mumbled looking at Derek.
Derek's lip twitched, "Rocking your world, babe." He whispered kissing his jaw.
Stiles chuckled. "You mean fucking it."
Derek shook his head, "no the last two times you've done that." He said squeezing his thighs to show him what he meant.
Stiles moaned quietly. "Like you didn't like it."
"I fucking love it." Derek whispered, kissing cheek.
Stiles smirked. "Mmm I love it too."
Derek smiled at him.
"God I think something is very wrong with me." Stiles mumbled.
"What? Why?" Derek asked frowning.
"Relax it's not bad. I'm just...we both just cum and I already think what we can do next." Stiles smiled at him and kissed his cheek.
Derek looked at him for a moment before chuckling, "That's normal, babe, you're excited about being able to have sex. But I think if we try anything I'll die." Derek sighed and got off of him, hissing a little when he pulled him out.
"You don't want more sex?" Stiles frowned and groaned when Derek got off him.
"Yes I do. Lots more. Two days worth of sex. Just not anymore tonight." Derek said slowly getting off the bed.
"But I have a great idea." Stiles whispered.
"Write it down and come take a shower with me." Derek said turning to look at him, "because I'm not sure I'll be able to keep up with you."
"But it's really hot. I'm pretty sure you'll like it." Stiles mumbled.