Re: Bathroom
Stiles groaned and sucked on Derek's bottom lip as the werewolf stretched him out. He nodded against Derek's forehead and cheeks, rocking his hips as his hands grabbed onto Derek's shoulders and kept him close.
"Yes. Yes. Yes. Fuck yes," Stiles said knowing he wouldn't be able to say it enough. "I'm yours. Only yours. You can do whatever you want and I will like it."