Erica and Stiles have an entire Google Drive folder just for butts. Like, 300 pictures and rising.
Tag: panties!derek
Hey, it’s already Sunday in Australia, right? AND LOOKIT, LIZ AND KATIE, I FINALLY DREW ASS FOR YOU. HAPPY NOW?
let’s play How Many Kinks Can You Spot ready go
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It’s gonna be a drabble then, because that’s ALL I CAN SQUEEZE IN RIGHT NOW!
Mwhahahaha I always get my way!!! Thank you!! You know I wuv you!
HERE, NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM!
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“Wow,” Stiles says for the third
time. “Wow.” Fourth.Derek shifts, uneasy, arms crossing
unconsciously over his chest as the sheer blue panties drag
unfamiliar sensations across his junk.“Look, if you don’t like it just tell
me now, and I’ll go change.”“NO!” Stiles cries out, as if
someone is about to run over a puppy. “No, shit, oh my god,
don’t change, never change, oh wow, I’m just, and you’re
just… wow!”“I kinda got that part,” Derek
snarks, arms slowly uncrossing as the tension and doubt leaves his
muscles. “So. You like ‘em?”“Dude,” Stiles breathes, and Derek
can’t help but cringe. He really hates that word, and Stiles knows
it.“No, wait, ignore that. Honey! Sugar
pie! Der-bear!”“Stiles!”
“Yes, exactly! Me, Stiles, you,
Hottie McStudMuffin!”Derek rolls his eyes, but there’s no
doubt now. Stiles is positively reeking with lust, and as soon as
Derek moves to do a slow turn, Stiles looks like his knees might give
out.“Jeeeesus, Mary and Joseph,” he
whispers as he sees the tease of the heart-shaped cut-out in the
back, and Derek makes sure to flex his ass just to hear the wounded
noise Stiles makes.“So. I’ll ask you again. Do. You.
Like. Them.” He looks over his shoulder, and Stiles catches his
eye, slack-jawed and flushed.“Yes. Yes, Derek, my love, you nailed
it, and you are the best ever, oh my god.”As a reward for being coherent, Derek
eases both thumbs under the wavy waistband and inches them down just
a little bit.“Well?”
“Uhhh, well what?” Stiles asks
stupidly, his eyes literally moving with Derek’s fingers.“Well. It’s your birthday. Aren’t you gonna come over
here and open your present?”Stiles falls flat on his face at the
first, frantic step. Derek tries to help him up, but ends up joining
him instead, and they’re still there, much later, with dust bunnies
in their hair and dopey smiles on their faces.“Blue is really, really pretty,”
Stiles sighs. “Like my Jeep.”Derek chuckles. “I know.”
“But… you’re way prettier. Just so
you know.”Derek kisses him for that.
End.
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