Re: Bathroom
Derek would bristle, because Stiles still had this way of speaking like he was the one in charge here, but he was balls deep in the teenager, and there was very little he could complain about when he was deep inside this boy. His hands gripped Stiles' hips tight as he began to move, to thrust in earnest, the lotion being enough but only just. "Say it again," he demanded, lips ghosting against Stiles' skin as he panted for breath. "Say you're mine."