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Two Men in a Tub
Mar. 29th, 2019 07:58 am[Sterekdrabbles challenge for 03/13/19: “bathtub, place, matter”]
On AO3.
On AO3.
“We need a bigger bathtub,” Stiles grumbled, voice sleepy. “Let’s move some place that’s got one.”
Derek couldn’t imagine why.
The water was still tingly warm, the bubbles still plentiful, but Stiles felt confined, his drowsy brain fantasizing what else they could do in a tub, like he’d seen in porn.
That’s why.
“This is fine,” Derek muttered, hugging Stiles more snugly. Contact, skin to skin, being all he needed, nothing else mattered.
“But we could do stuff.”
“We’re doing stuff.”
“I mean, besides soak.”
“You can barely keep awake.”
“Mm,” was all Stiles managed to reply, promptly dozing off.
