[ Moaning hard against his mouth, his fingers on his spare hand digging into Derek's shoulder. They need to be careful, Stiles needs to stop being so loud, but he's having too much of good time, blood boiling in his veins. ]
Fuck.
[ He presses his thumb into the sensitive spot of Derek's skin, rutting as best as he can into the other man's palm. ]
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Fuck.
[ He presses his thumb into the sensitive spot of Derek's skin, rutting as best as he can into the other man's palm. ]