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Tweak says, "on a pale horse sighing"

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Derek ([info]surlier) wrote,
It was almost weird to have Stiles who was normally so talkative be so quiet, but as his mouth was full, Derek didn't expect anything less. And he wasn't truly quiet, not with those sounds he was making, that groan and the purr that made his toes curl up as the vibrations rumbled down his cock.

Fuck.

"I thought I was going to get to wake you up with a blowjob," he said with a little huff of a laugh, his hand withdrawing from Stiles' face to reach back and shove another pillow under his head so he could watch a little easier.

Watch when Stiles settled between his legs, ass in the air for half a second, but then he could feel Stiles' mouth relaxing around him, as if giving permission and Derek knew what he wanted. But there was that sound, that wet, messy sound that Stiles was making as he took his length, and Derek couldn't quite stop the growl rumbling in his chest as he rocked up, fucking into the ring of his lips and edging towards the back of his throat.

"Fuck, baby--" and he nearly howled, eyes slamming shut as that wickedly delightful tongue dragged up, thighs giving a little jolt as it moved over the sensitive crown.

Stiles didn't have to say a word about what he wanted, Derek knew as soon as he felt his hand being placed on the base of his skull. He moaned, eyes flashing red as soon as he caught the whiff of Stiles' slick.

"Don't come yet," was all the warning he gave as their eyes met, and he thrust upwards, fingers going tight in Stiles' hair for a second before they relaxed, spread out, pads rubbing against his scalp to soothe the little hurt of having his hair pulled. And then he dd it again, moaning as he fucked into his mouth, his knot throbbing but not swelling up yet. "One day, one day I'm going to knot up your mouth and I'll come so much, all over you, won't be able to help myself--"


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