He closed the
space between them as soon as they stepped through the door. His warmth pressed
up against Stiles and he looked down into Stiles’ dark eyes, cocking an eyebrow
as if to ask a question.
Yes, Stiles thought, but the word never
rose to his lips. He leant in close, his lips brushing against Derek’s faintly
as he asked the question back.
Derek took
Stiles’ face in his hands, crushing their mouths together.
Stiles let
his breath fall from his lungs as his shoulders dropped. His eyes fluttered
shut as he grabbed at fistfuls of Derek’s jacket.
Derek’s hands
slid down Stiles’ sides, settling on his Stiles’ hips and gently guiding him
backwards.
Stiles’ knees
began to tremble; he was thankful when Derek pinned him back against the
hallway wall. Stiles looped his arms around Derek’s neck, desperately clinging
to his jacket to keep himself upright.
Derek ground
his hips against Stiles, pressing his thigh between Stiles’ and feeling the
young man’s hard length strain against his jeans.
Stiles
whimpered at the friction, his fingers tightening on Derek’s jacket.
Derek smiled
into the kiss, rolling his hips again so he could hear the broken moans that escaped
Stiles’ lips. He ran his tongue across Stiles’ bottom lip and moaned as he
obediently opened his mouth to welcome Derek’s tongue.
Stiles sighed
in return, weaving his fingers into Derek’s hair and pulling soft tufts into
his fist.
Derek pulled
his hands away from Stiles’ hips, making the boy shudder at the loss. He shrugged
his jacket off, letting it fall the ground as he turned his attention to Stiles’
clothes. He pulled the young man’s jacket and hoodie off, not breaking the kiss
for a second as he tossed them aside.
Stiles let
out a soft sigh as he ran a hand up Derek’s firm bicep, across his shoulder and
onto his back. He wanted to feel every inch of skin.
okay but imagine harry making a group chat for his friends from hogwarts just because and draco is there too but he literally never talks because he’s all like “that’s a muggle thing phew” but really he didn’t know how to use that
AND the first time that draco actually talks in the group chat is to send a video of harry who stubbed his toe on a table and is lying on the floor curled up into a ball screaming “I DIDN’T KILL VOLDEMORT FOR THIS”
and then the camera switches to draco’s bored face and with the most monotone voice ever he says “the boy who lived twice” and he’s holding a clock that shows 4:27am
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