Derek easily pulled the boy into his lap, stroking his face. "There you go, Stiles." He said, just holding him. His own cock was hard and throbbing but he could deal with that when Stiles was more at himself.
What he did do was kiss at his neck, leaving little marks and whispered how good Stiles was. When Stiles would be more at himself he would have the boy stand back up because he did not get enough of that ass. He trailed his finger through the come on the boy's front and pressed it to the boy's lips.