"Good," Derek panted. He'd stilled his thrusts, but stayed buried inside Stiles' ass, and he slowly began to move again as Stiles came, jacking his cock with his thrusts. "You ready to come for me, Isaac? Turn around. I want to watch you stripe Stiles' skin." He nipped at Stiles' neck, leaving another red mark. "And then I'm going to come in your ass."