The brunette crossed his bedroom and crowded Derek against his computer desk. The lycan let out a groan as Stiles pulled Derek into a heated kiss. Derek’s hands went up to grip at Stiles’ waist as he pulled Stiles closer. Stiles licked at Derek’s lip and tongue and teeth clashed as Derek’ granted him entrance. The brunette’s fingers were grabbing onto the belt loops of Derek’s jeans as he pulled him towards the bed. Again with surprising strength, the brunette shoved Derek down onto the bed and climbed onto of him.

Derek welcomed his mate as he opened his legs so Stiles called fall between them and claimed Stiles mouth in another kiss. Then Derek was lifting his arms up because Stiles was tugging at the shirt and slipping it off. And then Derek was mentally cursing himself because Stiles’ was no longer on top of him but at the end of the bed. “Thanks Der bear,” Stiles grinned as he slipped on the cotton material.

“Stiles!” Derek barked his eyes tinged red, pupils still blown wide.

“I got school,” Stiles grinned, “now you be a good boy and stay put.”