1067. you rocked me all night long

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  AFTER THE 'O' MEME

You've done the deed, so is the moment magical or are you instantly regretting it? You need to decide through the euphoria... or the disappointment if it didn't rock your world like you thought it would.

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jackson whittemore ~ teen wolf ~ ota

[drivesaporsche]

i was seriously sitting here debating whether i should tag you or not. beat me to it!

[drivesaporsche]

[Jackson has no idea how this happened or even what's going on right now, but the term "hate sex" floats vaguely through his mind. He hates Derek, sort of. Derek thinks he's so great, and, well, Jackson doesn't deal well with people who think they're better than him. (Or people in general. Danny is the one exception. He's not sure how that happened, either.)

He has bruises from this little excursion. Marks and scratches even worse than what Lydia used to leave on him. This feels entirely different, however. He'd given as good as he'd gotten, but he still feels suspiciously like... territory. Derek's territory.

He's just not going to think about that.

... Or anything else, because talk about fuck ups.

He's still catching his breath, looking idly at the ceiling of the falling apart, half-wrecked shithole Derek insists on haunting.]

You're gonna get me killed. [That seems like a safe thing to say, considering. At least it's something familiar.]

i actually ship this so hard so you're my favorite right now.

[drivesaporsche]

[He has this effect on people, he knows. He doesn't care, or at least he pretends not to, that everyone kind of hates him, or resents him, or is extremely frustrated by him. He doesn't have time to waste caring about what other irrelevant people think. He's only concerned with a few people - Danny, his parents, his... other parents, and -

Derek. A little bit. A minuscule amount, really. Only because he feels the need to prove himself to Derek, to show him he's not some dumbass werewolf groupie who just wanted the bite so he could do... well, this.

He rests a hand on his stomach, clearing his throat, and glances over.] You are not the guy who should be lecturing me on social skills.

[drivesaporsche]

You're always homicidal. It's got nothing to do with me. [If he doesn't think about it too much, this is actually kind of okay. So they're naked. It's not like his body isn't awesome, and Derek's is pretty great, too.

So they just fucked. Well... whatever. The sex was good. This is actually preferable to their tense stand offs where Jackson's not sure if Derek's going to rip his throat out or not.]

You should get an actual house. This is pathetic.

[drivesaporsche]

[Jackson just stays put, not really acknowledging that their bodies are still pleasantly touching, but not pulling away, either. Their conversation isn't all that different from how they usually are, but the fear is mostly gone, and it makes all the difference.]

I saw that sweet ride you were driving after you gave that seizure girl a makeover. If you can afford that, you can get a house.

[drivesaporsche]

[He finally moves, shifting when he feels Derek's teeth against his skin - again, it's pleasant. It lacks its usual edge. Jackson's not really worried about losing an arm. He turns slightly to look at him, their faces close. Derek looks different when he's not so angry. He looks younger, almost.]

What's so great about this dump, anyway?

[drivesaporsche]

[He sees something pass over Derek's face, just a flicker, then it's gone, and Jackson's not sure if he just imagined it. It's almost like being with Lydia - a lot of the time he was never quite sure what was going on in her head. Granted, after a while he stopped trying to figure it out, but he's more curious about Derek.]

Is that what you're going for? Mysterious? You come off more like creep.

[drivesaporsche]

So it was good? [He immediately wants to take that back. It makes him sound insecure, needy... like he cares. Of course it was good. He's always good. He doesn't need Derek's approval.

He clears his throat and considers getting up and finding his clothes, but his body is still in post coital bliss. Believe it or not, it's actually been a while since he'd gotten laid. He hasn't slept with anyone since he dumped Lydia. Not for lack of interested parties - he's Jackson Whittemore - but he's been too focused on other matters.]

Where are your puppies today? Thought you guys had your little club meetings here.