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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale
  Additional Tags:
      Anal, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Rim_job, Blow_Job, Oral_Sex, Anal
      Sex, Fingering, slight_D/s, Silly_Sex, Multiple_Orgasms, derek_is_hot,
      Analingus, Established_Relationship
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-28 Words: 1955
****** Applications of an Eager Attitude ******
by Cathbadh
Summary
     Stiles and Derek have sex.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
“Your dick is amazing, my boy, amazing!”
Derek side eyed stiles “I’m not your boy.”
Stiles turned, smiled, and poked at Derek. “You’re totally my boy.”
“Not remotely. You, on the other hand, are mine.” Derek leaned in and grinned
at Stiles, eyes twinkling with possibilities. He ran a finger down Stiles
chest, unfortunately still clothed. “And as such, I demand to know why this is
still on you.”
“Wait, you want to skip this discussion of whose whose and go right to the sex?
I mean I’m okay with that--SO okay with that, my boy--but I thought it was
eating you up inside.” Stiles looked Derek in the eye, getting a full face of
cold glare. “But sex! Let’s do it.”
Stiles busied his clumsy hands with his shirt. His eyes widened as Derek’s
greedy grin steadily grew across his face. Stiles knew that look. It was one of
Derek's I'm-going-to-make-you-cum-for-me looks. He was going to make Derek cum
as well, but he didn’t know how much—he doubted he could break his previous
record of seventeen, but that happened during the full moon when Derek was in
heat and Stiles got lucky with some new prostate massaging techniques. Yeah,
that got messy, and he was never going to forget the fun.
When Stiles finally got his shirt off, Derek leaned in, grin wide, and licked
his nose. Stiles blinked, and let out a “what are you—why lick--” when Derek
cut him off: “What do you think we should do tonight? Want me to fuck you? Want
to suck me? What me to suck you? Want to fuck me? Which do you think you can do
without cumming too soon?”
“Ahh, if you stop licking me and grinning at me like that, maybe I won’t have
this tickled sex sensation all over my body.”
Derek's grin shrunk and turned into a pout. “Excuse me, but that wasn’t one of
your options.” Derek slid his finger down Stiles’s nose, then put two fingers
over Stiles’s plump lips. “You want to start with sucking?”
Stiles’s mouth opened and his tongue came out, trying to wrap around Derek’s
fingers. It tickled Derek’s fingers, but the warmth of Stiles’s breath and
tongue made him slowly slide his fingers into Stiles’s mouth, who sucked
lovingly. Stiles began to hum while sucking. Derek smiled again and put in
another finger.
As Stiles sucked happily on three of Derek’s fingers, Derek busied himself and
kissed Stiles’s cheek, then kissed his way up along Stiles’s jaw. Derek changed
direction at Stiles’s ear, and went down the neck to a luscious, naked chest.
Derek removed his fingers and started to massage the left nipple as he licked
and sucked on the right.
Stiles let out a shaky moan. His dick throbbed. Long and thick, this erection
continuously caught Derek's attention and proved quite useful in bringing yours
truly to orgasm. Now, though, Stiles's pants stood painfully in the way. He
reached down to adjust, but Derek caught his hand.
“Please wait.” Apparently Derek could talk with his mouth full of nipple. Darn
werewolf powers.
“OH my God—uhh!—why should I? It—mmm—it needs—” Stiles gasped in reply,
obviously enjoying Derek's nipple play.
“Soon!” And when Stiles tried to grab for his dick anyway, Derek moaned his
plea.
“Okay okay” Stiles panted. “Just, just hurry oh God you are so good you are so
good hurry please.”
“mmm.”
“Please I am so turned on how would you like it if you couldn't touch yourself
and you've got a hot-ass wolfie doing your nipples come on I need to please—”
Derek stood up and looked Stiles in the eyes as he grabbed both of Stiles's
nipples and twisted. Speaking over Stiles's small cry of pain, “I love you.” He
let go of Stiles's nipples.
“You can be so frustrating. No touching my dick? You want me vibrating with
need?”
Derek smiled at Stiles's exaggeration. “I like the idea of you vibrating.
Vibrating until I want you to cum.”
“Uhh—“ Stiles stared. “Yeah, okay?”
“Want to try being gagged? Why don't we start you with something, oh, organic?”
Stiles dropped to his knees immediately and ignored the pain. “Yes!” Stiles
nearly screamed it. “That will definitely make me vibrate. Let's go.”
Derek laughed and unzippled himself. “I like your eager attitude. This must be
why you get such good grades in school.”
Stiles made a face at Derek, but found his mouth full of cock before he could
make a retort. “Aahhmmf!”
“Yeah, that's my boy, Stiles, you suck on that. Yeah, suck on it for your wolf.
Let's see just how well you vibrate. And,” Derek continued to talk as he
grabbed Stiles's hands and pinned them to the wall above his head, “I'll take
these for safe-keeping.” Derek smiled down at Stiles, who was busy gobbling all
of Derek's dick.
It wasn't the largest dick, but it wasn't puny. Maybe a touch smaller than
average, and Stiles absolutely loved sucking on it. Stiles started humming as
his mouth ran back and forth over the luscious organ. As Derek's moaning grew
louder, Stiles sped up his sucking, and ran his tongue side-to-side over the
head of Derek's dick, never letting it out of his well-practiced mouth. With
each flick of Stiles's tongue,
Derek's moaning grew louder, reaching a crescendo of pure bliss, and a few
seconds later Stiles found his mouth filling, reminding Stiles they just had
peanut butter sandwiches for lunch. Stiles began slower and longer sucks, and
dragged his tongue along the bottom of Derek's dick, sucking out the last drops
of the creamy white wolf-juices.
Derek let go of Stiles's arms, and cupped the happy face in front of his crotch
to look up. “Amazing.” Derek leaned down to kiss, and tasted himself.
Stiles, with his arms free, grabbed Derek's shirt and pulled it off. He wrapped
his arms around Derek, feeling his warm, muscled body, and kissed Derek again.
“You are delicious. Let me eat your ass.” Stiles kissed Derek's reddening
cheeks. “I think you'll really like it. I read online what you're supposed to
do, and you just showered and I believe in your hygiene skills so it should be
safe.” Stiles continued as he moved to slobber on Derek's chest. “It will also
keep my hands busy holding your cheeks wide, and you'll notice I still haven't
touched myself. I think you'll really like it. I know I will.”
Derek's blush had spread during Stiles's spiel, and instead of saying anything
he finished undoing his pants and lowered them. Stiles, too happy to notice the
lack of underwear, smiled wide and made a high-pitched noise. Derek gave him an
amused look, and went on all fours.
Getting on his knees, Stiles spread Derek's cheeks wide and gave a long lick
from the scrotum up to the tail bone. Derek gasped, new to the warmth of his
lover's tongue in that area and, with his dick making a fast rebound, reached a
hand back and shoved Stiles head into his hole. “More! Now!”
Derek's aim was a little off, so Stiles tongue didn't quite make the hole, but
it didn't matter. Stiles licked what was in front of him, and continued up and
down Derek's crack. Stiles moved one hand to Derek's balls and fondly fondled.
Derek moaned some more, and diligently kept his hand at Stiles's head, making
sure it doesn't stray off task.
Stiles began to zero-in on Derek's hole, looping around and around. Derek
moaned and had to drop his hands; he found that as his hole relaxed, so did the
rest of him. Stiles then licked down to Derek's scrotum again then spat on his
hand and started to stroke Derek's hard on, round 2. Stiles loved how quickly
Derek could rebound sexually, and enjoyed every opportunity to make Derek
appreciate his wolf-powers.
As Stiles stroked and licked at Derek's hole, Derek found a tear of joy
welling. “Please,” Derek moaned, “please, I need more.” Stiles took his queue
and his tongue started to breach inside Derek's hole. Derek's shaky moan
reverberated around the room, and Stiles found himself flushing with victory.
As Stiles licked the inside of Derek's hole, Derek had to drop his head and
chest to the ground, too weak to hold himself up any longer. Derek's moans kept
to the rhythm Stiles stroked Derek to, and Stiles really needed to touch
himself. Before he could, though, Derek came again, splattering all over
Derek's belly and the floor. Stiles pushed Derek to his back, and gave a suck
to get out the remaining juices still inside, and lapped up what was on Derek's
belly. Stiles then kissed Derek on the mouth, and their tongues mingled lazily.
“That was--” Derek was still panting “That was—huh—so amazing—huh—have
you—huh—ever had—huh—that done—huh—to you?”
“No, but it looks fun.” Stiles smiled at Derek, who looked in need of a nap
soon. Stiles loved being able to wear out such a strong wolf. Stiles kissed
Derek again, then moved in on his nipples.
After Derek caught his breath, he said “You still haven't touched yourself?”
“I thought you'd never ask! Cumming all night and leaving me to my lonesome.
How could you be such a cruel wolfie, Dere—uhhh!” Stiles gasped as Derek
grabbed his crotch.
“Me, cruel? I think you'll find me quite generous.” Stiles moaned and gasped
loudly as Derek's crotch massaging intensified. Derek opened Stiles's pants,
and, finally free, Stiles's relieved sigh echoed in the room.
“I want you to fuck me with this,” Derek whispered to Stiles as he massaged the
newly released cock. “But I don't want you to cum too soon. How much longer can
you last?”
“Uh. You ask me that while holding my dick? Please don't stop?” Derek giggled
at his silly question and fetched some lube and a condom from his discarded
pants, then dressed Stiles's cock.
“Go.” Derek laid on his back, spreading his legs wide and lifting his ass as
high as he could. Stiles moved to meet Derek's ass with his crotch, and rested
his dick against Derek's hole. Derek whined pitifully, “what could you possibly
be waiting for? Fuck me already!”
Stiles gave Derek a contemplative look, then grinned. “I've got the wolf by the
tail!” Stiles pushed in, slow, and Derek eyes stopped rolling and unfocused
with pleasure. Stiles felt a tight warmth engulfing his long cock, and let out
a breath.
Derek, with his ass full and hole stretched wide, started to pant. His legs
began to droop, relaxed, and stiles grabbed to hold them up. Stiles started a
steady rhythm, and the friction and warmth of Derek's hole started to push him
towards the edge. Derek's panting grew louder, and Stiles's dick against his
prostate caused a warm glow along his dick. Together, their heavy breathing
echoed in the room as Stiles thrust in and out, again and again, slowly
speeding up. Derek began to stroke himself, and started to bark at Stiles:
“faster!” “More!” “Yes!” “So good!" Derek's voice strained and soon his words
garbled into incoherent pleas of euphoria. As Derek began to cum, his hole
clenched and unclenched erratically, pushing Stiles over the edge as well.
Gasping, Stiles removed himself from Derek, who lay with arms splattered
against the floor. Stiles unceremoniously dropped Derek's legs, landing with a
thud. Stiles threw away his now-filthy condom, and cuddled up to Derek. “That
was lovely, honey.”
“Your dick. It's amazing,” was all Derek could manage at the moment. He rolled
into Stiles, and cuddled him back. Slowly, their breathing shallow, they fell
asleep, dreaming of next time.
End Notes
     Hi! I realized I didn't put notes, so for those who've read this
     already, there are notes now.
     Basically, this is my first fic, so please leave comments/
     suggestions/praise (swell, little ego, swell!)/whatever, and that'd
     be much appreciated. Thanks! I hope you enjoy this!
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