sexting

[pancaked]

the sexting meme. Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!

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[teenyoda]

Why not? You used to.

[He remembered clean-faced Derek back when Scott had first been bitten. He'd looked so much younger then.]

[sourwolfhale]

I like the way I look now. Would you rather I shaved?

[He frowned a bit, turning his head and brushing his lips over Stiles' fingers.]

[teenyoda]

N...o.

[Okay, that had felt... weird. Good weird. Like something electric flowing through him. He moved his fingers to trace over Derek's lips, wanting to feel it again.]

I never said that.

[sourwolfhale]

So you like the way I look now?

[He asked with a smirk, teasing Stiles even as he kept brushing his lips against his fingertips.]

[teenyoda]

It suits you.

[His voice was soft, distracted as his eyes watched what his fingers were doing. How the hell could something so simple have him getting so freaking... hard?]

[sourwolfhale]

[Derek's eyes locked on Stiles', studying his face before his lips parted and he lightly flicked his tongue against his fingertips next.]

[teenyoda]

[That wasn't helping the situation in his pants and he shifted a little, pupils dilating as he felt more than just a little jolt from that.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He reached up, holding Stiles' hand and sucking on just the tip of his finger for a moment before pulling back and releasing his hand.]

[teenyoda]

[Stiles' mouth opened and closed, his whole body shuddering from the feel of that little suck before he finally met Derek's eyes.]

Th-- huagh...

[sourwolfhale]

You okay there? Tell me what you want.

[He scooted a bit closer, watching him.]

[teenyoda]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, I'm good. Good. That's good. I...

[His cheeks puffed out and he felt his heart start to hammer. All from Derek's stupid mouth.]

What do you want?

[sourwolfhale]

I want you.

[It was all he said as he continued watching him.]

[teenyoda]

[Why was that making him feel like he was being touched where he knew there was no one touching him?]

Hah, right. I mean, um... what, uh...

[He felt like he should be saying something or doing something, but all he could do was watch those green eyes change color on him and that mouth form words.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He laughed before leaning in closer, cupping the side of his face and then the back of his neck before kissing him softly.]

[teenyoda]

[He was just as surprised this time as he was last time, but it took him less time to get over it. Derek's lips were still pressed to his when he decided to push back, participating in the kiss instead of just letting himself get kissed.]

[sourwolfhale]

[He turned more, letting his free arm slip around Stiles' waist as he slowly deepened the kiss, giving Stiles the chance to pull away if he wanted.]

[teenyoda]

[Nice try, but Stiles was going to take advantage of the naked and apparently horny guy with his mouth on his and press forward even more. He wasn't sure where to put his hands since anywhere too low risked him touching something he wasn't sure he should. Just yet.]

[sourwolfhale]

[Derek pulled him closer when he pressed forward, practically pulling Stiles into his lap as he moaned softly.]

[teenyoda]

[Hormones were magical things. All that nervousness was sliding away as they reared to the fore, Stiles' body primed for.. well... He happily moved over Derek, hands sliding along shoulders as he settled.]

[sourwolfhale]

[Now he curled both arms around Stiles' waist, sliding one hand beneath his shirt, fingers splayed out over his back. He parted his lips, tongue darting out to tease against the seam of Stiles', seeking entrance.]

[teenyoda]

[Lips opened and Stiles' tongue came out to play with all the eagerness of a horny seventeen year old. He'd been riding on curiosity and a low burn since last night, so this was enough to have him reacting more intensely than he might otherwise.

Not that he was aware how he might otherwise react to Derek Hale kissing him.]

[sourwolfhale]

[When he felt Stiles' tongue against his own he groaned, dragging the teen even closer into his lap until they were pressed tight together. He rocked his hips up slowly, gasping at the sensation.]

[teenyoda]

[It was weird how he could feel Derek's, ah, proof of arousal pressing up against him and feel like he was touching his own. Or maybe it was because his was nudging back, trapped in his jeans as he shifted in Derek's lap. It felt better than a little pressure should, but that could be because of the tongue his was playing with and the lips his were dragging over.]

[sourwolfhale]

[Derek pulled back, tugging at his shirt.]

Please can we get rid of some of your clothes?

[He pushed the shirt up slightly, wanting to get rid of it quickly.]

[teenyoda]

Huh?

[Oh, right. Naked vs. fully clothed. Yeah, he could do that. He bumped into Derek's shoulder with his elbow as he grabbed at the bottom of his shirt and began to pull it off, hoping that Derek wouldn't say anything about... well, everything. He was self conscious about the fact that he wasn't nearly as defined as pretty much every guy in the entire school. Then there was that thin scar still on his stomach. Stupid nogitsune...]