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[burnedwolf]

[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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[causticly]

[ Stiles is a trembling mess on the table in front of Peter, gasping and panting, wanting nothing more than to thrust up into Peter's hot, wet mouth and come down his throat. But the werewolf's grasp on him keeps him from doing that, and every time he gets close to completion Peter pulls away, enough that it makes him whine low in his throat.

His words are breathy and choked out when he replies. ] Yes! Yes, yes, please.... Peter.

[burnedwolf]

Well then... what's holding you back?

[Peter teases, his thumbs stroking Stiles' hips where he's still holding him. He's not going to let him go. Maybe one day he will let Stiles fuck his throat, but not this day, he will have to be a really, really good boy for that.

But he licks his own lips before continuing to take what's his. He's sucking and licking at Stiles, not stopping this time.]

[causticly]

[ All Stiles can do is moan helplessly, hips trying to rock up against Peter's grasp, fingers tightening in the man's hair.

Peter's question feels like permission, and Stiles' heart rabbits in his chest at the thought. It's only moments later that Stiles comes, crying out Peter's name loudly, body bowing in pleasure. ]

[burnedwolf]

[Peter holds Stiles tightly, licking and sucking him, tasting his arousal and pleasure. His nose is filled with the scent and he loves it, it's addictive and indeed a treat to be had on this table.]

[He swallows everything the boy has to offer, his thumb stroking his skin in a silent praise as he's sucking him down.]

[causticly]

[ After a few moments, Stiles releases his hold on Peter and collapses back onto the table, panting and shivering in ebbing pleasure, enjoying it while it lasts. ]

That was... yeah.

[burnedwolf]

[Peter smiles satisfied at his work, watching Stiles collapse and collect himself. He reaches for his wine, taking a sip.]

Thank you for the meal, I suppose? [He chuckles, reaching out to stroke Stiles' thigh possessively. His.] See I didn't even have to touch the buttons.

[causticly]

[ Stiles snorts a little as he lays there, coming down from the high of his orgasm, head tilting a little to look down at Peter. ]

Smug bastard.

[ Despite the words his voice was tinged with fond affection, his grin even more so. ]

[burnedwolf]

Little brat. [Peter retorts, just as fondly. Then he walks around the table and moves to kiss Stiles, his fingers caressing his cheek.] You look beautiful like this, you know. All spent, on my dining table.

[causticly]

[ Stiles snorts a little at that, relaxing into the touch and kissing Peter back, taking his time. ]

Bet I'd look even better in your bed.

[burnedwolf]

Now, that's an understatement. [Peter states, stroking Stiles' hair.] Do you want me to take you there, princess?

[causticly]

[ The little pet name should annoy him- it would if it were anyone else- but it doesn't, instead he just nods his head. ]

Yes. You should definitely take me to your bed and ravage me.

[burnedwolf]

Such a mouth on you, maybe I should put that to use also. [Peter smiles as he moves to take the boy in his arms, and lift him from the table to carry him away.]

[causticly]

[ Stiles laughs a little as he's lifted up, arms wrapping around Peter's shoulders, the teen leaning his head down to press his mouth to side of the man's neck, then trails his mouth up to his ear. ]

I'm sure you can find something for me to suck on.

[burnedwolf]

Definitely. [The wolf closes his eyes for a moment.] You can start with that ear there. I like that. [He adds quietly. He is a wolf after all, with sensitive ears.]

[causticly]

[ Stiles grinned against Peter's skin, then tilted his head a little to gently set his teeth against the lobe of Peter's ear, biting gently before pulling into his mouth to suck, tongue licking against the tender flesh. ]

[burnedwolf]

[Peter almost regretted telling Stiles to do that because his knees almost went out as he was walking. But thankfully he reached the bed just in time, lowering the boy on it.] Yes, exactly like that...

[causticly]

[ Stiles moaned softly in Peter's ear, mainly for effect, but enjoyed none the less teasing Peter like this. He continued to nibble and suck up until he was deposited on the bed and had to let go, spreading out onto it and sighing as he sank into the comfortable mattress. ]

[burnedwolf]

I wonder if I got myself an emissary or a cat now. [Peter chuckles as he takes off his shirt and kneels on the bed. His hand finding their way back on Stiles' body.]

[causticly]

[ Stiles huffed a laugh and grinned up at Peter, arching into his touch. ]

I would say 'both' is a good enough answer.

[burnedwolf]

Well, I'm sure there's much more to what I actually got. [Peter remarks quietly, stroking Stiles' side.] What do you want, Stiles?

[causticly]

[ Stiles actually thinks about the question for a moment or two, gaze sliding over Peter's naked chest, fingers coming up to glide over his warm skin. After a moment his eyes slide up to Peter's face as he licks his lips. ]

I want you to fuck me, slow and hard, until I'm begging you to let me come.

[burnedwolf]

[Peter waits patiently for the answer, looking back at Stiles as the boy takes him in. Then smirks at his answer.]

I think... that can be a good continuation for our night. [He nods and leans down to kiss Stiles, spreading his thigh with his knee.]

[causticly]

Good. [ Stiles groans into the kiss, hands coming up to settle along Peter's shoulders and against his neck, thumb sweeping slowly across the man's jaw as he returns the kiss, tongue sliding into the man's mouth. ]

[burnedwolf]

[Peter lets Stiles taste him. The wine still lingers in their taste, but Peter loves how there's some of Stiles there too. He presses down on the boy with his body, still wearing his jeans, he realized. But he won't move until he had enough of Stiles' mouth. The boy asked for slow after all.

So Peter kisses him, licking into his mouth and just enjoying ther kiss, hands resting against Stiles' sides.]

[causticly]

[ Lifting his arms Stiles looped them around Peter's neck again, returning the kiss just as lazily, licking into the man's mouth and tasting them, tasting himself on Peter's tongue as well and enjoying it. ]