Stiles took it and begged for more from Derek knowing he would be able to take it even if he wouldn't be able to walk properly for a day or three. He was held down on the table, Derek's pace was punishing, and Stiles loved every moment of it. This was where he fit, as Derek's slave, following Derek's command and begging for more. But of course Stiles was only human and had a limited amount of stamina.
"I'm... I'm close Master," Stiles said through his pants and moans.