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Jeep Sex (Mature Content)(Sterek)

"Fuck, Derek. Right there." Stiles moans, looking at him as he rocks his hips down to meet Derek's thrusts. He doesn't know how they're doing this, having sex in the Jeep, and it's a tight fit but it's perfect. The sounds of sex echo in the confided space, the windows fogging up from their breathes, and Stiles pulls him into a kiss as he claws at his back. "Shit, Derek. Just like that." Stiles tells him moaning as he kisses down his throat as best he can. Derek nods his head, resting his head against Stiles' for a moment as he thrusts with a soft grunt.

Stiles doesn't know how this ended up happening, having sex in his Jeep on the side of the road. Derek digs his hand into Stiles' thigh, bring him back into reality, and he shudders after a particularly rough thrust. "Shit, Stiles. God, you're so hot and tight." Derek moans, trying not to thrust so hard so he doesn't hurt him or make him bump his head into the door that he's leaning against. Stiles gives him a snort as he looks at him and he nods his head.

"That's so romantic." Stiles mocks, squeezing his legs around him as he feels the Jeep rock with every hard thrust that Derek gives him. It's the same as fucking Derek in his bed, all sex with Derek is amazing in his opinion, but this is amazing too. "Harder, Derek. I'm not going to break." Stiles tells him, shuddering in pleasure as Derek drags his teeth over his nipple. Derek seems to get the message, and he kisses up Stiles' cheek as he fucks into him. "That's it." Stiles moans, scratching at Derek's back. "I'm so close. Come on, touch me." Stiles whines, guiding Derek's hand to his cock.

Derek nods his head as he strokes his cock, his hand touching him perfectly and Stiles all but keens when Derek starts teasing his slit with his thumb. Stiles shouts as he comes, muffling it as best he can by hiding his face into Derek's shoulder, and Derek moans when Stiles clenches around him. "Shit, you're beautiful." Derek tells him, a bit uncharacteristically soft but Stiles doesn't care since he loves it anyways.

"Yeah, yeah." Stiles pants, rocking down lazily against him. He's not sensitive yet. "Come for me, Derek. Fill me up." Stiles says, kissing down his throat. Derek moans in answer, rocking his hips faster until he comes into the condom that he's wearing. Stiles moans again as he pulls him down to rest against his chest, shuddering happily as he holds his boyfriend closer to him.

"Let me get us cleaned up." Derek says, kissing his cheek as he gently pulls out. He ties off the condom, throwing it outside with a shrug, and Stiles snorts as his legs stay open since he's numb from pleasure. "Are you going to get redressed or do you want me to?" Derek says, sliding on his own boxers.

"Are you going to let me enjoy the afterglow?" Stiles asks him, sitting up. "Shit. I gotta get home." Stiles says, climbing back into the driver seat after he puts his shirt on. "Ready?" Stiles asks him and Derek gives him a snort as Stiles starts the Jeep.

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