Derek (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} surlier) wrote, |
It didn't matter where they were, this would always be home.
"Fuck," he moaned, low and punched out as his hips hitched upwards, burying himself just a little bit deeper so he could feel another trail of stickiness being left behind on his abs.
His head fell back on the couch, gaze full of Stiles as he caught the hint. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Me to bounce you on my cock. They can probably already see how slick you've left my cock, what you look like spread so pretty around me --" Anther whimper sounded, this one close to the floor instead of from his mate.
He grinned, eyes still glowing as he lifted Stiles up, his own breaths going a little shaky when nothing but the fat head of his cock was left inside. God, he wanted to thrust up hard, drag Stiles close and roll them over so he could pin his mate down while he fucked him slow -- Derek let out a little growl as his hips rolled up, shallowly fucking into Stiles without letting him go too much faster.
"Love being in you. Fuck, baby, love how good you feel around me."