ladydrace:

pale-silver-comb:

pale-silver-comb:

skinsharpenedteeth:

eeyore9990:

Okay. Can we talk about this? Can we talk about Stiles and Derek laying around? Maybe it’s a hot day and the A/C isn’t working right, so Stiles is shirtless and Derek’s got his pulled up and Stiles is like… Whoa. Love the rug, dude.

And Derek just huffs at him bc it’s TOO HOT so Stiles, being a shit, starts walking his fingers up Derek’s chest and maybe narrating it like a nature video.

“The lion stalks its prey through the thick grass…”

And this keeps going on until Derek gets irritated – turned on – and he traps Stiles’ hand against his chest. Only, it’s less his chest and more his abs. His lower abs. He traps Stiles’ wandering fingers down low, down near where his jeans are barely clinging to his hips. Where the muscle smoothes out and the treasure trail thickens.

And the hot, stale air grows thick, Stiles’ wide gaze caught on where Derek’s hand is flattening his. Derek, though, is watching Stiles. Watching as Stiles’ tongue flickers out over his wide, pink lips, as his eyelashes flutter, as his throat bobs.

And then…

And then Derek sucks in his stomach, the sweaty flesh sliding under Stiles’ fingers until suddenly he’s finger-tip deep under the waist band of Derek’s jeans.

And he’s not wearing any underwear.

Stiles’ sweaty fingers are all tangled up in pubic hair and… there’s something thick and hot and slightly damp and meaty snuggled up next to his pinky.

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@eeyore9990 Yes! YYYESSSSS I love this. Especially if Stiles teases Derek by keeping up the nature dialogue. 

“In a deeper, darker part of the jungle, a beast lurks.” Maybe as he dips down to lick the sweat off Derek’s neck, working his hand further under the waistband. Derek would feel obliged to give him some more work for his play, even if he was growling at the annoying commentary, so he’d unbutton his jeans let the zipper fall open.

“Has any man captured it? Has any man lived to tell the tale?” Stiles would whisper against the stubble on Derek’s jaw as he wraps his warm, sweaty palm around Derek’s rapidly growing hard-on. 

“Stiles, shut up. You’re going to scare it away.” Derek would joke. 

“I can be quiet. Can you?” And then it would totally become a contest to see if Stiles could make Derek be loud as he takes him apart. There would be so much sweat slick skin and touching just enough to get the point across. Maybe some hand holding at the end because cuddling would just be the worst with no A/C to cool them, only the air from the ceiling fan. 

Oh god, yes. I am going to turn this emotional though SO WATCH OUT. 

But, you know, it’s been a while since Derek’s had sex with anyone and he’s been pining after Stiles for years, so it’s a little understandable he’s nervous. And Stiles, because he’s Stiles picks up on this. It’s a casual thing though, Stiles doesn’t know where Derek wants this to go after, so he just makes light of the situation rather than, you know, shushing him and telling him it’s okay and that if Derek wants Stiles will stay and never leave that more than fine with him.

Stiles knows better than to let his personal feelings and mouth ruin things. 

So, Stiles gets Derek’s jeans all the way off, fumbles lazily for some lube- why is it so far away Derek???- and slowly opens Derek up saying things like, “the tourists enter the most sought after location, a place where few others have seen”. And Derek wants to glare or growl or something, but he actually is really nervous all of a sudden and whispers “actually, where no one has ever seen.” And Stiles just stares at that, mouth hanging  open before he closes it and kisses Derek softly on the cheek before declaring in a loud, booming voice “A LOCATION, THAT IS THOUGHT TO CONTAIN BURIED TREASURE!!” before attacking Derek’s prostate. 

And the thing is, Derek moans, of course he does, STILES’ FINGERS ARE INSIDE HIM and it feels amazing, but he also laughs unexpectedly. He’s never laughed during sex before and it’s more than nice, especially because it’s Stiles. And maybe they don’t go further than that, maybe Stiles just continues opening him up, kissing him, saying stupid things like “they get closer and closer to the lion’s den” because for whatever reason Stiles is under the impression Derek is going to roar when he comes and well…Derek doesn’t want to disappoint Stiles so he may bare little fang when he finally falls over that edge (no one but him needs to know he couldn’t help shifting when Stiles bit down on his neck and told him to come.)

#ilusfm!!!#with feeeeeeellings!#‘the lion’s den contains buried treasure stiles?’#‘shut your face with that tone of judgment dude’#‘the lions knows whats up’#’the lion eeeases inside then den’#*insert finger*#’and just rolls around all lazy and happy’#’beckoning to the other lions’#*quirks finger*#’with a mighty roar’#’no no not a purr derek’#’a roar’#’youre still purring’#’stiles!’#’eh close enough’#nsfw (via @eeyore9990) YES YES YESSSSSSS.

I AM SO LATE TO THIS PARTY but omg yes, all of this. Stiles making light of something Derek has only ever known as life-or-death serious, and it’s a whole new world for him. Not for Stiles, who has probably done practically puppet shows with his dick before, because sex is fun for him, fun and, if not easy, then at least not to be taken too seriously. 

And Derek is kinda baffled how he can be groaning with disbelief over Stiles’ terrible jokes and still be hard enough to pound nails, it’s so weird, but also just really, really good.