"Please, Derek," Stiles begged letting out a strangled moan when the werewolf leaned over him. He rolled his hips back, pressing against against Derek's fingers and body, the rough fabric of the jeans rubbing against his skin just made everything better.
"I... you... fuck," Stiles said trying to answer Derek's question as the werewolf finger fucked him. "You caught me masturbating when I shouldn't have been," Stiles got out in a rush and a whimper, "you put a cock ring on me... so I couldn't come. Spank me until my ass was red and use me like a whore..."