Stiles sucked in a breath at Derek's touch as the werewolf ran a hand up his leg towards the shorts he had stolen from Derek that morning. Derek knew how much he affected Stiles with simple touches and words and the werewolf was hitting all the right spots in that moment.
"Oh? Not going to lay on your back and let me do all the work?" Stiles asked shifting slightly under Derek's touch as his cock twitched. "It was such a charming offer last night though. I should have taken it though you probably would have fallen sleep before I even got hard."