sterektrashbag:

haletostilinski:

Oh god, just, I have so many thoughts about bottom!stiles. Like how I think that Stiles could be fucked in so many ways and love every way he’s fucked. 

Like him just being fucked by Derek, hard and rough from behind, his mouth open on the pillow in ecstasy as he moans and shouts out for more, for it to be harder, for Derek to fuck him into the mattress. I like to imagine Derek holding onto Stiles’ slim, slender hips, his back arched into Derek’s thrusts, hand coming back to hold onto Derek’s thigh as Derek thrusts deep, causing Stiles to keen, high and strangled. I like to imagine Derek threading his fingers through Stiles’ hair and pulling, making Stiles’ head come back on Derek’s shoulder so he can kiss him deep from behind, and Stiles absolutely loving all of this because it just feels so fucking good. 

But also, on the opposite end of the spectrum, I love the thought of Derek making love to Stiles, and they’re facing each other, and it’s a lot for Stiles, not only letting Derek inside him during such an emotional situation, but trusting Derek to take care of him, to make it amazing for him. And maybe Stiles isn’t expecting it to be as powerful as it is. Like, Stiles has been fucked, and it’s been good, he’s even been fucked by Derek, which has been amazing. But no one’s ever made love to him before and that’s a surprisingly emotional thing for Stiles and he feels more vulnerable than he ever has and he’s shaking in Derek’s arms. And Derek holding Stiles close as slides into him, wrapped all around him, making Stiles feel safe, loved, protected. And I just imagine Stiles burying Derek’s head in his shoulder, unable to keep the tears at bay and not wanting Derek to see. Not because they’re bad tears, but because they’re good tears and Stiles doesn’t want Derek to freak out and think he’s hurting him or anything, because he’s not, it’s actually the best sex Stiles has ever had. 

And Stiles shivering as Derek runs his hands along his sides, down his hips, down his thighs and then holding his leg gently as he slides in and out, in and out. Derek moving his arms around to hold Stiles around his waist, lifting his hips up to slide deeper into Stiles, and Stiles shuddering, head spinning, barely able to hold on as Derek shatters him, as he brings Stiles to a whole other level when it comes to sex, and Stiles thinking that sex is too tame a word, too ordinary, too…blah. He doesn’t know what to describe the experience he just had with Derek, and after he comes he a shaking, twitching mess, and Derek is too, but Stiles doesn’t notice because he still needs to crash back down to earth. 

I love thinking of Stiles bottoming like that, a lot. I love thinking of Stiles being vulnerable and torn open without Derek even trying, and Stiles feeling Derek so deep inside him for days and loving that feeling in his ass, and like, it was so amazing and Stiles needs to tell someone and so he blurts it out to Scott, saying “Derek made love to me, and it was the best fucking thing i’ve ever experiences, Scott. He was like so fucking deep inside me that I felt him in my throat. It was fucking…amazing, dude” meanwhile Scott is gagging, covering his ears, screaming that he doesn’t want to hear this shit and Stiles is just standing there dreamily, remembering Derek fucking into him oh so slowly, gently, and hitting his prostate and sending stars bursting in his vision. 

And Stiles loves getting fucked because he loves feeling things, mostly cocks, up his ass, and Derek has the most glorious cock of all the cocks, and he hits his prostate just right and Stiles LOVES his prostate coming into play during sexytimes because it feels SO GOOD. 

Stiles just loves things (i.e. Derek) all up in and around his ass and Derek rimming him is HEAVEN. I mean, Stiles loves to rim Derek just as much, of course, but Derek rimming him is an experience. Stiles’ ass is mucho sensitive and Derek knows this, and Stiles becomes a sobbing mess by the time Derek shoves three fingers up his ass and thrust his tongue in and out of his whole and Stiles actually comes a couple times from Derek’s tongue in his ass alone. 

I love to think about Stiles liking being pushed up agains the wall, Derek bringing his hands around to the front of jeans and unbuttoning them, pulling down the zipper, pushing his pants and boxers down and just taking him. I love to think about Stiles loving to have his face pressed against the cool surface of the wall, Derek’s hands pinning his to the wall, and Derek thrusting in and out of him, his dick trapped against his stomach and the wall, and Derek holding his chin and moving his head so he can kiss him, kiss his neck, bite his shoulder. I love thinking about Stiles loving when Derek grabs Stiles’ ass cheeks and squeezing them as he fucking in and out of him, and Stiles’ breath coming short, his brain short circuiting as the amazing stimulation, the pure pleasure coursing through his veins. 

I also love thinking about Stiles loving to be picked up and pinned to the wall, facing Derek, Derek grabbing his hips in a firm, but non-bruising grip and making Stiles arch into his thrusts, and Stiles’ head throat back as he shouts out “yes” over and over against, hangs carding through Derek’s hair and holding on tightly as Derek attacks his necks with kissing, hits his prostate over and over again, his back hitting the wall with each hard thrust. 

And fuck, I haven’t even gotten to Stiles riding Derek, Stiles taking control and putting Derek’s hands where he wants them on his body and sinking down onto Derek’s dick, speeding up and causing Derek to whine, to groan, to shout, and then causing Derek to curse a blue streak when he slows down, and Stiles grinning mischievously as he locks his thighs and goes “ah ah ah, I don’t think so, babe” when Derek tries to flip them over and fuck Stiles wild. Stiles pinning Derek’s hands to the bed beside his head and teasing Derek with a light kiss, placing butterfly kisses all over Derek’s face as he thrusts down on Derek’s cock slowly, oh so slowly, and Derek whimpers, plants his feet and fucks up into Stiles and Stiles keens, tightens his hold on Derek’s hand and lets Derek fuck up into him, mouth falling open in pleasure as Derek fucks him so good – 

But then Stiles sitting back, locking his thighs again and making Derek stop, taking his legs and laying them straight against, pinning them down, arching his back to do so and driving Derek crazy with the image, Stiles’ cock standing proud, pre-come tricking down the sides of it, his whole cock red and weeping, his abs which are not as obvious as Derek but are still there clenching, making Derek want to touch them, Derek moving to do so and Stiles stopping him with a look. No, Stiles is in charge, and Derek nods in understanding. 

And Stiles slowly torturing  – i.e. driving Derek crazy – switching between going slow, speeding up and going fast, bouncing on Derek’s cock, the slapping of their flesh coming together echoing through the room, and Derek coming before Stiles, back arching off the bed, and Stiles’s head is thrown back in ecstasy and Derek’s coming down from his orgasm and Stiles is almost there and he strokes himself just once, twice, and he comes, all over Derek’s chest, and some even gets on Derek’s neck. 

I also love thinking of Stiles controlling it from on his back, like him winding his legs around Derek’s waist, putting his heels to Derek’s ass and pushing him in, hard, and Derek letting out a strangled moan of surprise, and Stiles gives no shits about how loud he is, he just lets go, and grabs Derek’s ass in his hands and sets the pace, and Derek loves it, love Stiles setting the pace because Derek doesn’t want to go too fast, too hard, and hurt Stiles – and I imagine this near the beginning of their relationship when Derek is still not sure how hard Stiles likes, or how soft, and what can hurt him, what won’t – and so Stiles tightens his hold around Derek’s waist with his thighs, arches up to push Derek deeper inside him and once Derek gets how fast or slow, how hard or soft Stiles wants it, Stiles drops his legs to the bed and lets Derek continue to set the pace. 

I love Stiles bottoming when he’s in control and when he lets Derek have control, or some of it, and he lets Derek dominate him, just a little. 

But I fucking love, too, a give and take with Stiles bottoming. Like Derek thrusting into Stiles and Stiles changing the position if he wants to, or changing the tempo, but Derek still being the one to keep the fucking going. 

Ahhh, this is getting too long now haha, but just…Stiles giving up all control while being fucked, fuck yes A+, Stiles taking all the control while being fucked, fuck yes A+, Stiles trusting Derek to take care of him while being fucked, A+ yes pls forever and ever, Stiles being so in love with Derek that he breaks down his walls for Derek and lets him in in a way he’s never let anyone else in. 

Stiles giving Derek all of himself, showing how much he loves Derek every time, every time he lets Derek fuck him, make love to him, every time he lets Derek that close to him, that intimate with him, like no one else ever has been, because Stiles never wanted to let his walls down before, never wanted sex to be anything more or other than sex. But with Derek, he wants everything, and Stiles bottoming is everything ashfkjahfj. 

I love bottom!stiles so much i am a mess, don’t tocuH ME

I think I just had a religious experience…