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[lupusalpha]

[It's not just his shirt - he was reaching for his briefs when Stiles burst in, and he had been distracted by other thoughts, like the fact that Cora is still alive-

All Stiles can really see is his ass, and a moment later he has his briefs on]

Seriously don't you know how to knock?

[studmuffin]

[ Derek is literally a male model ...

It takes him a minute to get his thoughts back into gear and then his gaze is flicking up guiltily. Of course all the guilt in the world doesn't mean he isn't going to jerk off to that sight later. He so is. ]

Knocking's for losers.

[lupusalpha]

[He grabs his jeans, then]

And people who want to stay alive in a house full of werewolves.

[studmuffin]

[ Those thigh muscles tho. Gonna last him for weeks. ]

I had a question! Which I have now forgotten. [ Licking his lips. ]

[lupusalpha]

[He watches Stiles for a moment, and moves close to reach and close the door behind him.]

Do you need time to remember?

[studmuffin]

[ Now he's up close and personal with Derek's glorious abs and his brain is short circuiting. ]

It might take a while.

[lupusalpha]

[He leans down and kisses him, hard, and pulls him close by the waist]

[studmuffin]

[ Stiles' arm immediately winds around Derek's neck, uses it as leverage to chase his mouth and kiss him back just as hard. It kickstarts his heartbeat almost straight away. His free hand splays boldly against his chest because ...

well, Derek's abs are right there. ]

[lupusalpha]

[He picks him up from under his ass and picks him up, and carries him, depositing him on the bed and crawling over him]

Don't think that this is because you didn't knock.

[studmuffin]

[ He's already a little flushed, his grin crooked as he reaches for him. ]

I'll never knock again.

[lupusalpha]

[He kisses Stiles again, more aggressively, but careful not to bite]

You will.

[studmuffin]

[ He buries his fingers in Derek's hair, those dumb bambi eyes pretty much laughing at Derek. ]

I'll totally think about it.

[lupusalpha]

[He leans down to kiss Stiles' neck -]

You could give up that Kirk guy, too.

[studmuffin]

[ Stiles squirms and hooks a foot over the back of Derek's leg, scratches at the back of his head. ]

You don't like Jim?

[lupusalpha]

The night you got drunk, he got between us.

[studmuffin]

[ He barely remembers it, only recalls Jim and the roar of his motorcycle. But he leans back and looks at Derek. ]

Were you jealous?

[lupusalpha]

[He nips at Stiles neck]

No. I was angry. Next time he tries to keep me from one of my pack I'll throw him through something.

[studmuffin]

[ Hear that delicious catch in Stiles' breath, Derek? ]

I'm going to pretend you were jealous. Sexier.

[lupusalpha]

You wouldn't cheat on me.

[He has no compunction on understanding Stiles' loyalty]

[studmuffin]

No.

[ There's no blip in his heartbeat, no uptick, nothing. ] Dude, of course not.

[lupusalpha]

Then why would I be jealous?

[studmuffin]

Because I am a hot piece of ass and people want it?

[ He doesn't actually believe that but. </small

[lupusalpha]

[Silence.]

[studmuffin]

You want it. [ EYEBROW WRIGGLE ???? ]

[lupusalpha]

Are you saying that just because we're here?