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michellicopter:

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Derek gasps and shudders, watching Stiles lift a come-slick hand to his mouth even as his cock pulses out its last few drops of come. The dildo buzzes relentlessly against his wrung out prostate and it’s all he can do to keep himself upright over Stiles’ thighs.

“Please,” he whines, hips jerking from aftershocks and overstimulation.

“Hmmm?” Stiles says lazily, sucking Derek’s come from his sinfully gorgeous fingers. Derek’s cock rallies for a feeble twitch of interest.

“Please,“ he begs.

“Please what?” Stiles drawls, laying back against the pillows and looking down his chest, admiring the gleaming lines of come. “Please fetch you your tea? Please wash your Toyota? Please buy a mountain ash paddle and spank your ass raw?“

Derek keens at the last suggestion, hips thrusting against air at the pain-pleasure torment of the vibrator against his prostate. “Please, please touch yourself,” Derek cries.

Stiles reaches down and pats the long ridge of his cock, then gives it a thoughtful tug through the fabric of his track pants.

“I dunno,” he says doubtfully, eyebrows furrowing in theatrical disappointment. “I was thinking of fucking you with it after you came a second time, but I guess I could jerk off instead.“

The breath whooshes out of Derek in a sharp “oh!” and he backpedals, “No, no, fuck me, I want you to fuck me.“

“Cool,” Stiles purrs, letting a hand play across his chest, smearing a line of come over his nipple. Derek watches with laser-like intensity. “Don’t be too long, or I’ll fall asleep.“

"O-okay,” Derek says, and his eyes roll up as he rocks his hips, focusing on the vibrations within him and the returning tide of pleasure. “Okay.“