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[Peter smirks as he opened the door for Stiles.]

A little early, don't you? [He teases and opens the door wider for him.] Come on in. You're lucky, the food's ready.

[Peter's been in Beacon Hills for a few weeks now, but his apartment was presentable only a few days. Since he preferred to stay for a long time this time he decided to renovate one. And of course they didn't really celebrate their reunion with Stiles yet.

So Peter also aimed this night to be a celebration and a date. And something else. But Stiles will know in time.]

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If dessert is you throwing me on your bed and ravaging me, then by all means, let's have dessert.

[ Stiles grins even though he's pretty sure (maybe??) that Peter means actual dessert, which he would not be opposed to, of course. ]

Oh no, that's not what I had in mind.

[Peter sighs, then taking his glass.]

I was thinking about having you right on this table.

Oh. [ He tries not to sound disappointed, but then his eyes widen with Peter's next words, his pulse ticking up a bit in interest and excitement. ]

Oh, well, I don't think that would be a problem.

Then why are you still in your seat? [Peter teases, patting the table.] Come on, Stiles, I like my dessert fresh and warm.

[ Stiles stares at Peter for a moment, and when he realizes the man is actually serious, he scrambles up from his seat and clears off what's left on the table- not wanting to break or ruin anything.

When the table is cleared of everything except their wine glasses, Stiles uses his chair to hop up onto the table, crawling across the length of it to get to where Peter is seated. ]

There we go. [Peter growls, watching Stiles crawl over to him. There is really something in the thought that this boy would just jump and crawl for one word of his. He stands from his chair and reaches for Stiles, cupping his cheeks and pulls him in for a kiss.]

[ Stiles presses into the kiss eagerly, moving to sit up on his knees on the table, both arms coming up to circle Peter's neck and pull him in even closer. ]

[Peter moves with Stiles, leaning into him as he could, kissing back. Then his hand tilts Stiles' head so he can move his kisses down his chin to his favorite part: his neck. Stiles' scent is really strong there and Peter loves to press his nose against it and breathe deeply. He loves parting his lips and kiss and nibble at the skin there, watching it turn red under his attention.]

[ Stiles' heartbeat trips over itself in excitement when Peter slides his lips to his neck, the teen tilting his head back and exposing even more of his throat to him. His breath hitches a little as his hands clutch at the older man, thoroughly enjoying the attention. ]

(ooc: sorry it took so long to reply! I picked up a lot of extra hours at work, so I've been ridiculously busy. =\ )

((ooc: no problem, it's fine! Just don't strain yourself and get enough rest. I'm all busy with Nano so it was good there was no "distraction".... XD ))

[Peter breathes with an open mouth as Stiles offers his throat. It's a sign of submission, his wolf howls and he latches on the offered skin like a predator. To know that someone powerful as Stiles would offer to him like that, it will always be a turn on. Peter kisses down his neck to his collarbone, his hand running lower and groping Stiles to show him what's about to come. Or who.]

[ Stiles groans, arching into Peter's touch, eyes fluttering shut as Peter's mouths down along his neck. His hands scrabble along the man's back to pull him closer, feeling unable to get enough of Peter's touch. ]

Let's get rid of this shall we... [Peter breathes, tugging at Stiles' shirt.] Let me see you a bit more.

[ Stiles more than eagerly complies, pulling away just enough to tug his shirt off, tossing it on the floor next to the table. ]

Very good. [Peter smiles, putting his hand all over the newly exposed skin. He strokes Stiles' sides, leaning in for a quick kiss before he moves lower again, kissing along the boy's chest.] This part here, is one of my favorites.

[He speaks, sliding a finger down in the middle of Stiles' chest.] It blushes so prettily for me.

[ Despite the comment, or maybe because of it, Stiles flushes, his skin pinking prettily. ]

Shut up... [ He doesn't mean it, of course, breath shaking a little as he arches into Peter's touch as it trails down along his warm skin. ]

C'mon, you too. [ He tugs a little at Peter's shirt. ] I can't be the only one here getting nakey.

Oh, don't tell me you're shy. [Peter teases as he slowly unbuttons his shirt to toss it next to Stiles'.] Should I make you walk around naked in the apartment all the time, just to help you?

[He chuckles, his hands find their way back to Stiles' body, feeling his skin under his fingertips. Then he moves to unzip Stiles' pants to have his dessert.]

You would make me do that, wouldn't you. [ Stiles groans at the thought, and the way Peter slides his hands over his body. His breath hitches a little when the man begins to undo his pants, heart rabbiting in his chest from excitement. ]

Bet you'd like it too.

Maybe. [Peter chats, pulling down Stiles' underwear a little.] Don't be ridiculous. I wouldn't just like it, I'd love it.

[Then he moves to strokes the boy slightly as Peter lowers himself back on his chair, licking his lips.]

[ Stiles moans softly at Peter's teasing touch, arching into it and then huffing in disappointment when he pulls away. ]

Tell me how you want me, Peter.

[ It's soft and a little breathless as he says it, sitting back on his knees and spreading his legs a little now that he's completely naked on the table. ]

Like this. [Peter smirks, looking up at the boy. He reaches out, stroking Stiles' thighs and leans in to take a lick under his belly button, following the treasure trail where it led lower.] This is perfect.

[ His breath hitches a little more as he spreads his thighs further for Peter's touch, aching for it. He presses into the feel of the man's mouth on his stomach, groaning softly. ]

[Peter takes his time to lay open mouthed kisses on Stiles' skin leading up to his dick. Then he takes the boy in his hand to give him one hard lick, just to taste him. Yes, this is his mate.]

[ Stiles makes a low, needy noise in the back of his throat at the feel of Peter's tongue on him, hips rocking up slowly in response to the stimulation. ]

Peter.. [ It's soft and a little breathless as he stares at the other man through lidded, darkened eyes, watching him as his heart races in his chest. ]

[Peter looks up for a moment, to take in Stiles' expression and note that he wants to see it a lot and listen to this rapid heartbeat. He continues licking him, one hand sliding around his thigh, groping his back.]

Louder. [Peter smirks before he takes the tip of Stiles' dick between his lips.]

[ Stiles is helpless to obey, the teen arching up and moaning loudly as he feels Peter's warm mouth on his dick. ]

Peter, please... [ It's louder this time as he pants Peter's name, pleasure tingling up his spine. ]

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