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[studmuffin]

[ He leans back against him, the firm strength of his muscle at his back. It is better, he focuses on his breathing. ]

Yeah. But it means I can't see you. I'm going to have to remember your amazing ass now. Told you that would come in handy.

[lupusalpha]

But now-

[Derek can watch, with his mouth on Stiles' shoulder, and move his hand faster.]

[studmuffin]

[ He pants and his stomach muscles clench and he can't stop watching the way Derek touches him. It's hot and Stiles can't help squirming a little, biting down on his bottom lip. ]

You're gonna kill me.

[lupusalpha]

[He uses his other hand to cup his balls, gently, and keeps jerking him off and nipping. There will be a mark there on his shoulder in a few hours, without a doubt.]

[studmuffin]

[ Isaac's out, which means Stiles isn't shy about the noise he makes, a low half growl of sound. ]

Derek, fuck. [ His hand lifts up to run through Derek's hair, palm dragging against stubble for a minute. ]

[lupusalpha]

Not yet.

[His voice is more a breath, than anything]

Just watch.

[He moves his thumb over the tip, rolling it there. His touch isn't soft; he wants Stiles to feel it]

[studmuffin]

[ He makes a choked off stupid noise but does as Derek asks him too, watching the way his grip moves, focusing on how they fit together even with just this. ]

Don't alpha me.

[lupusalpha]

Why not? We both know you like it.

[He nips at the underside of Stiles' ear and growls]

You'll come for me, won't you?

[studmuffin]

[ He does, he likes it too much. But instead he just ends up letting his head drop back to Derek's shoulder. ]

You're an asshole. [ A grunt. ] But Jesus Christ, yes.

[lupusalpha]

Then come on, Stiles.

[He jerks, and then again-]

Come for me.

[studmuffin]

[ It's easy to focus then, his pulse fluttering away in his throat and his breathing sharp and focused. It doesn't take long. He's been dreaming of being touched like this by Derek for so long that really all he has to do is look back at his slender fingers around his dick, hear the growling edge of his voice and he's twisting his fingers in the sheets and coming in thick long spurts all over his fingers. ]

Ah, ah, fuck. [ He's breathing heavy by now. ] Wow. Wow.

[lupusalpha]

[The smell is thick and pungent but it doesn't bother him that much. He just relaxes back onto the wall behind the bed and kiss the side of Stiles' head]

There you go.

[studmuffin]

[ Weak laughter. ]

Can I -- do you want me to do something for you? [ BEING THIS EAGER IS EMBARASSING. ]

[lupusalpha]

Not yet.

[He's shifting a little, but he'll control himself, thanks]

[studmuffin]

[ Eyeing him out of the corner of his eye. ]

Okay.

[lupusalpha]

Did you remember what you were going to ask me?

[studmuffin]

Nope.

[ He laughs, runs his hand over Derek's thigh. ] I'll text you at midnight when I remember.

[lupusalpha]

I turn my phone off.

[studmuffin]

Hey, so can werewolves get high?

[ Pause. ] That wasn't what I wanted to ask earlier. But Isaac and me were talking about it.

[lupusalpha]

You want to get a werewolf high?

[studmuffin]

No, I just want to know if you can.

[lupusalpha]

Wolfsbane.

[studmuffin]

Seriously?

[ A pause. ] Have you ever done it?

[lupusalpha]

Seriously. There's a variety. Ask Deaton.

And no. But Peter has. When we were kids.

[studmuffin]

[ He shifts and it's only to pull his boxers up again, then he's wrapping an arm around Derek's waist. ]

You'd be a hot stoner.