Hot Nerd Alert, Part Four
Derek should be done with practice any minute, is probably making his way to the locker room right about now, getting ready for Boyd to massage and ice his arm. Stiles pulls off his sweater and shirt, unzips his khakis halfway, just enough to show that he’s not wearing any underwear.
The memories of Derek’s teasing, utterly wicked and totally, unfairly hot snaps that led to Stiles’ blowing a load underneath his favorite table on the sixth floor of the library are bright in his mind. It’s been a month since Derek returned from that trip, and Stiles has been waiting patiently to get his sweet revenge.
Leaving his glasses on, he leans back against the arm of the couch, tucks the hand not holding the phone behind his head. He smirks and narrows his eyes a bit, a look that never fails to make Derek sigh happily and kiss him. He angles the camera just enough to show that he’s shirtless, catching one hard pink nipple. at your place. gonna start without you.
Part Four of Hot Nerd Alert