Stiles doesn’t really stop talking. There is always something to say, always something to get distracted by, even when he’s bouta get laid. But Derek is a good multitasker, somewhat listening AND making sure things are moving along, you know? Cause he loves Stiles and and and he’s horny.
“Hmm, really?” while he’s undressing Stiles.
“That’s interesting,” while he’s getting them to the bed.
“That is a fun fact,” right before he goes down on him.
“Do kanimas have scaly dicks. I don’t know, Stiles,” while he gets the lube and helps Stiles to his hands and knees. “No, I’m not gonna call Jackson and ask.”
“Yeah, I think you would be pretty as a wolf,” when he’s getting him open and ready.
Stiles’ words only die out when Derek finally pushes inside, his mind shutting off for a bit as Derek fills him up and wraps his body tightly around him.
It doesn’t take very long for that brilliant mouth to start moving again, but as long as Derek is fucking him into the mattress, Stiles can only really gasp and moan and make pretty noises that make Derek smile into his shoulder.
