What the hell is a Stiles? (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _stiles) wrote, |
"Oh-" he whimpered happily, picking up one of the larger ones that swelled into a rather thick bulb quite suddenly. He liked that one. He liked the thought of pushing it in, the bulb stretching him wide before it tapered again to the slimmer base.
"One for you?" Stiles rasped, tipping his head to accept the kiss to his neck. "You want to pretend I'm knotting you?" He managed a grin, but the thought was incredibly sexy. And he really wished he could. "You think you could fit the other thick one in? I think I'd probably swell that big, don't you think?" he purred, stroking his fingers rather lewdly over his own. "Are you going to help me put this in, or are you going to watch?"
He picked up the one he wanted for Derek, as well, leading them both back out of the bathroom towards the bed. The plugs were placed carefully on the side tables, before Stiles started to strip from his clothes, shirt first, then his pants and underwear, already showing signs of his arousal.
Derek had made sure they'd taken their pills this morning, he'd put all of Stiles' together, and it was another good thing that the two of them were both taking tablets. If Derek remembered then he reminded Stiles as well.
So Stiles was happy to climb naked onto the bed and spread his legs, showing off his slickening entrance to his mate whilst reaching for his plug.
"I hope you remembered we need to have dinner somewhere close by," he whispered, fingers trailing down below his balls, circling his hole. "Because I'm going to want to get you inside me as soon as possible," Stiles breathed, pushing two fingers into himself with a needy whimper.