"Oh god," Stiles said and he wasn't sure if he was excited or terrified at the thought of coming four times. Two with Derek took a lot out of him but four? Stiles would be dead on his feet.
The slave bit back a moan and he took the soap from Derek as the werewolf's hands started to explore his skin. "You don't... we don't... do you really think I can come four times?" Stiles asked softly not wanting to question Derek's choice but he couldn't stop himself.