[The bite, the growl, the slight burn as he pushed in were exactly what Derek needed. He curled his legs up around him, arms sliding around his shoulders. He pressed his face against Stiles's shoulder, giving his own light nips along his skin as he settled in him to the hilt.
It wasn't long before Derek was rocking up underneath him, his body too far gone to allow any amount of waiting or adjustments or the slightest bit of patience.]
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It wasn't long before Derek was rocking up underneath him, his body too far gone to allow any amount of waiting or adjustments or the slightest bit of patience.]