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Derek (surlier) wrote,

Those low noises coming out of Stiles had him twitching with every fucking one of them they were so sweet. Would he make the same ones later tonight when Derek's knot was working him open instead? He moaned at the thought and again at the low words his mate uttered.

"Of course I love your dick. Feels great in me, it's attached to you," and when he couldn't smell Stiles' slick coating his thighs, it was the next best way to determine how much he was enjoying it.

"But in case it's not clear -" he clenched tight as he lifted up, head falling back again as a low, wrecked moan rumbled out of his throat and he stayed tight as he slid back down, forcing his body to work a little harder to accept that sweet cock he enjoyed so much.

He went still though when he was teased with the tip of the plug, wondering if Stiles would do it, if his body could even accept it along with his mate's cock, and he felt that little flutter of his rim as though wantonly grasping at his length.

"I'd let you." But then Stiles' hands were on him, taking control, fucking up roughly into him and hitting that spot so good that all he could do was growl his appreciation. "Fuck yes, Stiles, baby, right there-"

It felt so fucking good and didn't stop him from moving back, shoving himself down to willingly meet those thrusts that were going to turn his brain to fucking mush and make him come again. "Fuck, right there, love your hands on me, love feeling you in me, fucking me so good--" his own hands splayed wide across Stiles' chest for balance as pleasure sparked hot up his spine. "Baby, please, don't stop, don't--"