Three days of leaving the boy alone had been, well a mixture of torture and bliss. On one hand he didn't have to listen to his mouth. On the other he was not around the naked boy. Just the thought of Stiles laying naked in the other room had brought Derek to two breath taking orgasms. But they both needed to cool down.
That morning Derek had woken up for his morning run and then trip into Asal to pick up something for the boy. He was spoiling him, his brain told him. Derek had given up on punishing the boy, because he was pretty sure that Stiles would mess up again, but if the boy was going to be stuck in his room then he would need something to do.
Once he got home he showered and had one of the house slaves fix breakfast for both of them then he took the food and the computer up to Stiles. The sight of Stiles in the bed naked didn't do much for his control, but he beat back his libido. "Breakfast." He said, sitting it down on the chest next to the bed. "And something to keep you company until you learn to not run away."