Re: Bathroom
"You're warm now, but you're still naked," Derek pointed out. He eased back, letting Stiles slip off the counter, and reached for the discarded towel, wiping himself clean before he wiped the teenager's splattered torso. "...and now you'll be dripping more than just water," he added, though the werewolf sounded pleased by that.
He tugged the boy close by his hips and nipped at his mouth. "Go upstairs and get dressed," he murmured, a gentle command. "Then grab a plug from the playroom. I want my come in you all night. Will you do that for me?" He caressed the boy's hip. "Will you keep yourself plugged and stuffed with my come, so every wolf can smell it on you? Know exactly what a little slut you are for your Master's come?"