okay but Stiles starting feeling like a slut or like “easy” because he can’t say no to Derek anytime he wants to have sex…
like they’re not dating yet and maybe they’re both not doing really well mentally either and won’t sit down to have a decent conversation.
on top of that, Stiles’ home life isn’t great, him and his dad aren’t really speaking these days and there’s always disappointment in his eyes when he looks at Stiles now.
They can’t hang out for anything without Stiles ending up under Derek fighting for his life as Derek fucks him. and it’s always so good. so so good but after Derek leaves, Stiles always feels like he should have put up some sort of a fight. right? that’s what he should do but he’s never able to.
Derek just has to look at him in the way he does and Stiles is already baring his neck and Derek is there, nuzzling and grazing his teeth on the delicate skin and it’s game over for Stiles.
that uneasiness Stiles feels starts to accumulate until Stiles can’t even look at Derek in the eyes anymore when they’re together, fucking or not.
the next time they fuck Derek tries to push Stiles’ face up with his nose so they can look at eachother but Stiles looks at a point on the ceiling beside Derek’s head. but Derek still tries to catch his eyes so he just ends up pushing at Derek’s shoulders so he can let Stiles roll onto his belly to change the position.
Derek doesn’t enter him again right away, he splays a big hand to Stiles’ back and his thumb caresses his skin, back and forth, back and forth.
Stiles starts shaking a little and he’s like “just fuck me! please just… just fuck me, Derek.” and he means it, he wants Derek he wants him so so much. so after only hesitating again for one more second Derek slides into him again.
Usually in this position it doesn’t take long for them to finish, but this time Derek takes it slow. any time Stiles tries to make him pick up the pace by arching into the thrusts Derek pushes his hips back to the bed and keeps him in place.
it’s agonizing, Stiles hides his face in his pillow because there might be tears involved but Derek doesn’t let him hide for long, he circles a hand around Stiles’ throat and lifts a little giving Stiles no choice but to turn his face to the side.
Stiles’ face crumples and more tears fall and Derek falters in his movements making Stiles immediately say “no please, don’t stop!” and again he means it. he doesn’t want Derek to stop but he also can’t stop crying and his heart hurts and he doesn’t really know why. he just knows that later when he’ll be left alone he’ll start feeling like shit about letting Derek have him again.
Derek does stop tho but he doesn’t pull out. he brushes his nose to Stiles cheek softly and says Stiles’ name just as softly. Stiles’ lips wobbles a little and he starts apologizing. but Derek just says “talk to me”.
and Stiles just cries and shakes for a few seconds but finally asks Derek why he always has to leave after. his voice is barely a whisper but the words are coming from somewhere down deep, somewhere Stiles had refused to look at for a while now.
Derek goes very still on top of him, his nose lifting from Stiles’ skin for a few beats before he asks Stiles if he wants him to stay after. Stiles just nods in his pillow, cheek rubbing.
Derek’s nose comes back to nuzzle Stiles’ cheek and just says “okay i’ll stay” before slowly thrusting into Stiles again making him gasp.
This time Derek does pick up the pace and fucks into him hard, leaving Stiles moaning brokenly into his pillow until he’s coming untouched into the sheets while Derek spills into him so so deep with a growl.
Derek is true to his word and stays after. he pulls Stiles to him and pillows Stiles’ head to his chest and runs his fingers up and down Stiles’ back for a long time while Stiles plays with Derek’s chest hair absentmindedly.
later, Derek asks if he’s hungry and Stiles says he could eat so Derek takes him to the diner on main street for some curly fries and a burger.
when Derek drops him home after, he kisses Stiles on the lips softly before leaving.
that night, Stiles goes to bed without even once feeling like shit or like he should have put up a fight.
