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[skybluejeep]

 

Hi, you've reached the Stud Muffin. Can't answer the phone right now. Why are you even calling? Texting. Wave of the future.

BLEEP.
 

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[garou]

It's not that impressive. [ He butts Stiles' head with his own gently. ]

[skybluejeep]

Derek.

[He nudges his shoulder gently, hands carefully staying above the waist.]

You are so frustrating. I want to just praise you until my vocal cords give out, but then I don't want you thinking I'm only after your body. It's like...the whole package, you know? Aaaaand now I'm thinking about your package. Nngh.

[garou]

[ Derek snorts. ] Yeah?

[skybluejeep]

Yeah.

[He smirks. Okay, time to cover the body anxiety with a poorly-timed, nosy question.]

How big is it? I want inches of length and girth.

[garou]

Big enough. [ He's totally smirking in return. ]

[skybluejeep]

Not the size of the boat but the motion of the ocean, huh?

[He's snickering now, and playfully steals another quick kiss. Because...kissing is a thing they do now! Wow.]

Gonna give a poor guy an inferiority complex, dude.

[garou]

[ Derek gives him a pointed look. ] Don't.

[skybluejeep]

[He rolls his eyes, but nods.]

Yes, sir.

[He runs his fingers up the back of Derek's head, tangling his fingers in his hair, and leaning in for more kissing. He wants to do lots of that tonight please.]

[garou]

[ Derek obliges, kissing him back gently. ] Sir, huh? I could get used to that.

[skybluejeep]

[That sends a very noticeable shiver up Stiles' back, his hair standing on end in the most pleasurable way.]

...Twenty minutes into this, and already we're into kink negotiation. This is gonna be amazing.

[garou]

[ He chokes. ] Kink negotiation?

[skybluejeep]

Joking! I'm joking.

[Hearing that little choke makes him giggle again, and he presses a few more hasty kisses to Derek's lips...that ends with one big, slow kiss. Mmm.]

[garou]

[ Derek hums softly, closing his eyes. ] Ask me again later.

[skybluejeep]

[Now it's Stiles' turn to blush, his entire face and neck tinging red and splotchy. And then he laughs, just laughs because he's happy. That's a good thing to be right now.]

...I'm so glad you came over. I'm so glad you said it.

[garou]

[ Derek softens, and leans forward, resting their foreheads together. ] Yeah. Me, too.

[skybluejeep]

[He sits still, holding that pose with Derek, for a good long while. The movie plays in the background...and then he finally pulls back.]

Let's go to bed now. Please?

[garou]

Okay. [ He says it softly, moving to stand up. ]

[skybluejeep]

[His heart thumping loudly in his chest, Stiles is up after Derek immediately. He turns off the movie first...but then laces his fingers with Derek's as they make their way upstairs.

Holy crap. Derek likes him. Derek wants him back! This never happens...]

[garou]

[ Derek squeezes his hand gently, and when they make it to Stiles' room, only lets go long enough to divest himself of his shirt and his jeans, leaving them in a pile on the floor. He crawls into the bed and settles himself on it, watching Stiles with rapt attention. ]

[skybluejeep]

[Talk about rapt attention. As Derek strips, Stiles freezes in the doorway of his room. Derek Hale is wearing nothing but really nice black boxers. And is laying in his bed. His jaw his hanging open and his eyes are huge and round.]

Oh my god.

[garou]

[ Derek pauses, and glances down at himself. ] ....what?

[skybluejeep]

...You. In my bed. Mostly naked.

If I told you how much I'd been dreaming about this we'd be here until next year.

[He peels off his robe with a gulp...and then drops his sweatpants. He's got on a pair of boxers as well, nowhere near as fancy as Derek's. But his t-shirt stays on. And he's suddenly come over all shy as he crawls in next to Derek.]

[garou]

[ He crowds up into Stiles' personal space the minute he's lying in the bed, grabbing him and drawing him close. ] You were dreaming about me?

[skybluejeep]

[Oof. Grabby werewolf! But he likes it, and he cuddles up just as close.]

Yeah. Day dreaming and dreaming dreaming. I told you, I wasn't messed up for no reason.

...You're so warm.

[garou]

[ Derek dips his head down, pressing his nose to Stiles' temple. ] Werewolves run hotter than humans.