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Derek rumbles happily, feeling contented and warm and loved, and it's the best he's felt in a long time. "Fine," he sighs. "But I'll give you a giant hickey where it's hard to hide."

Another empty threat, though he backs it up by nosing at Stiles' neck, nipping here and there like he's looking for the best place to bite.

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Derek moans happily at the hand in his hair, moving his mouth slowly over Stiles. He can't decide which he wants more, to finish him off like this, or make him wait until Derek is inside him.

"Let me know when you're close," he says and gives Stiles a teasing flick with his tongue. "I'm only getting started with you."

"Oh fuck," he pants out, fingers curling in Derek's hair and tugging none to gently, nails scratching against his scalp as he arches up into the alpha's mouth.

"What - What do you plan to - to do with me?"

"I'm going to bring you to the edge, and then back off. Kiss you until you calm down again," he says, alternating between teasing flicks and long drags of his tongue, fingers around the base of Stiles' cock to hold him steady.

"Then I'm going to finger you. And when you feel like you can't take anymore, I'll fuck you."

"Oh my god and you expect me to last all through that?" He laughs breathlessly, body shaking already from Derek's lips and tongue. But god, he loves the idea, more than he knows what to do with.

"Bring it wolf boy, let's see what you can do."

Well then. Challenge accepted.

It's been a while since Derek's been on the giving end of a blowjob, but he can fumble his way through it, he's sure. He's doing okay so far.

He flashes Stiles a grin and swallows him down again, hollowing out his cheeks and redoubling his efforts.

"Oh - Oh god," Stiles chokes out, gasping and rocking up into Derek's hot, sinful mouth. His fingers tighten in his hair and he can't stop moving. The way his legs spread wider, heels digging into the mattress and hips pushing up into that searing wet heat.

It feels so fucking good, holy shit.

It amuses Derek that Stiles can't keep still, but it's not surprising. When can he ever?

He allows it for a moment before he shoves Stiles' hips back down onto the mattress, pinning them there firmly.

"Behave."

Stiles whines pitifully at being unable to move, shifting beneath Derek's grip but ultimately loving it, the way Derek holds him down and takes what he wants.

"Please..."

Derek's grin is all arrogance as he licks broadly over Stiles' hip, scraping his teeth over a bruise he'd left there earlier.

"Want to move on?"

"Yes, god, come on," he pants out, squirming on the mattress. A loud moan is pulled from him at the feel of those teeth raking over his skin.

"If you're this impatient, I dunno how you'll last. Maybe I should stop for a while."

Derek pulls away to stand, crossing the room to fetch condoms and lube (which he'd picked up from the store after Stiles had gone home, that first night). He leans against the desk, eying Stiles on the mattress, expression, thoughtful.

"You need a break?"

"You are completely horrible, you know that?" Stiles pouts, huffing, then just lays there and relaxes, despite the ache between his legs.

"It's not myyyy fault you're good at making me want to come," he says, grinning impishly as he stretches out on the mattress, eyes raking over Derek's naked form.

"I forget you're still a teenager, sometimes. We'll just have to work on your stamina." Derek smirks a little at the way Stiles is staring and slides a hand over his own chest, down to his stomach before skirting away to settle against his hip.

"See something you like?"

Stiles feels a blush creep up his neck and cheeks at the question, but grins slightly as he tilts his head to the side, watching the hand that trails down a muscled chest and defined stomach.

"Mmm, definitely."

"That's what I was going for, that day in your room. That look on your face right now." He trails his fingertips slowly up his cock, sucking in a breath.

"Think you've cooled down enough for me to touch you again? Or should I wait."

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