Re: 15th
The second Stiles started coming, Derek let out a growl and leaned forward, pressing a sucking kiss to the side of Stiles' neck. With a few more sharp, tight twists of his own hand, he followed Stiles, spurts of come mixing with Stiles' all over his belly. The scent was amazing; unlike the time when Derek had fucked Stiles against his will, there wasn't the scent of tears in the air - no cloud of misery hanging over them. Stiles had done this to taunt Derek, to mock him, but Derek wasn't that proud of a wolf to be bothered by words alone.
As aftershocks of his orgasm left him feeling tingly and heady, he let go of his cock to run his fingers through their come. "Need to clean this up," he murmured, pulling away from Stiles' neck. "Shower or should I do it myself?"