I saw you look at my lips. I pushed you against the door. You looked at my lips. I thought about it, after that. Just came to my head. "Is this what he wants?". "What would happen if I gave it to him?". Life would have been a lot easier for me if I'd listened to thoughts like those.
[ or harder for the both of them - after kate, and after jennifer, derek wasn't in any position to feel that way for someone. if he'd acted on things with stiles sooner than he did, he could have broken his heart. what if stiles had told him he loved him during the summer, and then - and then derek came back, and jennifer still got her claws in him? what if they'd kissed under the stars in stiles' jeep, shared clumsy handjobs while the suspension squeaked and rocked beneath them, and then - and then everything still happened the way it had happened?
derek's pants are tight. he twists his thumbs in his waistband, pulls them down past his thighs. ]
I have you, though. Made it here. Made it with you. I can kiss you against a door any time I want. Can kiss you anywhere.
[ he thinks about stiles, sixteen, inexperienced, his age when he was with kate, pounding his cock in his childhood bedroom to the thought of derek taking him on the ground, breeding him in the dirt. derek's breath comes a little faster as he types. ]
Could kiss you in your office. Pin you against it. Kiss your neck. Get on my knees. You could cover my face with your load and I'd thank you for it. Drag my tongue along the base of your cock so I don't miss a drop. Probably would've broken both your ankles if you'd tried to pull that shit on me back then.
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I pushed you against the door. You looked at my lips.
I thought about it, after that.
Just came to my head. "Is this what he wants?". "What would happen if I gave it to him?".
Life would have been a lot easier for me if I'd listened to thoughts like those.
[ or harder for the both of them - after kate, and after jennifer, derek wasn't in any position to feel that way for someone. if he'd acted on things with stiles sooner than he did, he could have broken his heart. what if stiles had told him he loved him during the summer, and then - and then derek came back, and jennifer still got her claws in him? what if they'd kissed under the stars in stiles' jeep, shared clumsy handjobs while the suspension squeaked and rocked beneath them, and then - and then everything still happened the way it had happened?
derek's pants are tight. he twists his thumbs in his waistband, pulls them down past his thighs. ]
I have you, though.
Made it here. Made it with you.
I can kiss you against a door any time I want.
Can kiss you anywhere.
[ he thinks about stiles, sixteen, inexperienced, his age when he was with kate, pounding his cock in his childhood bedroom to the thought of derek taking him on the ground, breeding him in the dirt. derek's breath comes a little faster as he types. ]
Could kiss you in your office.
Pin you against it. Kiss your neck. Get on my knees.
You could cover my face with your load and I'd thank you for it. Drag my tongue along the base of your cock so I don't miss a drop.
Probably would've broken both your ankles if you'd tried to pull that shit on me back then.