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It’s been an about a year after the entire incident, Derek and Avery live together now, it’s as nice as life can get when your mind gets flooded with a deadly amount of information. With that, Derek knows everything there is to know.
…Everything.
Which means he knows exactly what’s going to happen before it happens, he knows what people are thinking, and he has to have all of that in his mind at all times. Though he’s found a way to cope with it. By focusing on only what’s happening in the present and keeping the future and unimportant past in the back of his mind, it’s easier to deal with that way.
Currently, Derek and Avery are sitting on their couch, doing two separate things. It’s just nice to have Avery close to him, even if they aren’t exactly interacting.
Avery is scrolling on his phone, watching whatever stimulates his mind the best, which happens to be five different videos each minute. The guy has the worst attention span known to man.
And Derek is just… staring off into the distance as he thinks about everything going on inside his mind. It’s overwhelming. though at least he doesn’t have to deal with Avery’s thoughts, since he usually doesn’t think much of anything.
Seriously. His mind is empty most times, he doesn’t think before he does anything.
Which, kind of works in Derek’s favor.
Until everything going on inside his head is interrupted by a thought that definitely doesn’t belong to him. His eyes widen slightly underneath that golden helmet as his mind is suddenly focused on this one thought in particular.
—
Derek grabbed Avery’s hips, gently but with purpose, before picking him up effortlessly and pinning him against the wall. Avery wrapped his legs around Derek’s waist without even needing to be told to, christ he seemed so needy.
“…fuck.” Derek murmured a curse roughly against Avery’s neck, feeling him shiver at the sensation.
The taller man kept his hands underneath Avery’s thighs to keep him up against the wall, though he’d much rather have his hands all over him.
Avery wrapped his arms loosely around Derek’s neck, his touch was almost impatient.
“Derek, please.” The shorter man’s voice is so soft and desperate, even more so than Derek had ever heard it become. It was so mind numbing, he had to hear more.
“Hm.” Derek hummed, acting oblivious, as if it wasn’t abundantly obvious what Avery wanted. “What?”
Avery almost whines, almost.
“…Fuck me.”
—
And it’s over.
…WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT.
He doesn’t even know how to begin to process it.
Before he can even comprehend what the hell just happened, he gets another thought of Avery’s. and then another after that, another over and over again. both of them in different positions, they’re all so vivid, christ, how hard is Avery focusing on these?
For fifteen minutes straight, the guy is just continuously thinking of Derek fucking him in different ways.
…Oh, that last one was crazy.
Derek desperately tries to pretend like he isn’t seeing any of it, like it doesn’t affect him, but it absolutely does. He almost got a fucking boner immediately after that first thoughts, the next ones are just overkill.
It’s torture. He’d think Avery is teasing him on purpose if he didn’t know any better, Avery never thinks that far ahead with anything.
…He barely even thinks at all.
As sudden as the thoughts were, they leave his mind as the holder of it thinks about it something else Derek’s mind pushes to the quieter part of his mind. It feels like Derek’s been dunked with a bucket of cold water.
He continues to stare off to a wall. Then eventually, he takes a moment to adjust his posture, trying to hide his new boner from that thought hurled into his mind. After that, he slowly turns his head to look over at Avery.
“…Avery.” Derek’s voice cuts through the audio of Avery’s little video with a gruff tone.
Avery peeks up from his phone, blinking at him, completely unaware of Derek’s slight annoyance. he tilts his head a little to the right, as if silently telling him to “go on”.
“You know I can see every thought that passes through your mind, correct?”
The shorter man blinks at him again, then he finally responds verbally.
“Yes?” Avery mutters. “…What about it?”
Derek almost facepalms. Avery is so fucking dense, it’d be endearing if it wasn’t all the time.
…No, actually, it’s still kind of charming in a way.
“I saw that thought. I saw all of those.” Derek deadpans.
The silence after that realization (or more so that remembrance of that information) that follows is almost deafening.
Finally, after a few agonizingly quiet moments, Avery speaks.
“…Ah.” He mumbles softly.
…
“That’s practically cheating.” The shorter man responds defensively.
“Cheating?”
“YES! it’s totally not fair that you can do that.”
“I don’t exactly have a choice in the matter, Avery.”
Avery doesn’t reply to that. He knows if Derek had the chance to choose whether or not to see all that he’s seen, he’d choose to get rid of it all. He couldn’t really fault him for that, but this was also just really fucking embarrassing for him.
“Yeah, I know.” He relents quietly.
There’s another, slightly uncomfortable, silence between them before Derek breaks it.
“Do you want me to do that?”
Avery looks at him again. “…Do what?”
Derek hesitates, then he reluctantly gets blunt with the dense fucker.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Avery?”
“WOAH- chat, clip that.”
“Avery.”
“SORRY- sorry, my bad.” The shorter man sighs. “…Maybe.”
Derek didn’t even have to ask, he already knows the answer. of course he does, he knows everything. But he wants to hear Avery say it, he wants to hear him get nervous. And by the looks of it, he’s going to get his wish.
“Yes or no.” The taller man bluntly replies.
Avery stares at Derek, but he doesn’t say anything. He seems far too nervous to even get the words out.
So Derek huffs and makes a move.
Derek pushes Avery gently to make him face him, while he towers above him. The position only serves to make Avery even more flustered, which Derek knew would happen.
Avery looks up at him with a flushed face, leaning against the arm rest that Derek’s hands were against.
Derek says nothing, he just stares down at Avery through that helmet of his.
Though after a few seconds of staring, he gives in and replies with his answer Derek knew he’d give all along.
“…Yes.”
Derek stares a bit longer before he moves away, sitting back down in the same spot as before
“Mh.” A small noise of acknowledgement, though he seems to do nothing with the information.
“…Seriously? that’s it? just ‘mh’?” Avery seems annoyed. “You just wanted to embarrass me, huh?”
Derek shakes his head. “No.” His answer is just as blunt as usual. “That wasn’t my intention.”
Avery stares at him, before finally putting his phone down.
“You’re annoying.” He mutters.
“Aren’t I just.”
“Yes, dude. you are.”
“I don’t recall you calling me ‘dude’ in any of those little day dreams you had.”
Avery’s face gets flushed with blue-ish blush against his green, slimy skin. He truly has no rebuttal whatsoever to that, so he just stares him down.
Derek, is incredibly unaffected by his glaring.
Until he eventually decides to actually do something with the information he was given.
“…Come here.” Derek does not elaborate. He just gives Avery a side glance.
The shorter man lets out a small exhale, but he listens after a second or two of silent staring. He scoots closer, but Derek just beckons him closer with a gesture, so Avery gets closer until he’s right next to him.
Derek turns his head to fully face him, he’s taller when they’re standing, so even while they’re sitting Derek has to look down at him.
He grabs Avery’s chin gently in between two fingers and pulls his face closer “…Say it again.”
Avery blinks at him. “It again.”
“Aves.”
“Sorry.” Avery holds back a laugh, a move he’ll probably regret later. “…Yes.”
Derek still isn’t satisfied.
“Say what you want me to do to you.” Derek leans in, making it abundantly clear what he wants Avery to say. “Tell me what you want.”
The shorter man hesitates for a moment, almost embarrassed about saying it out loud, but he leans into Derek’s touch and says it anyways.
“I want you to fuck me.”
Finally, Derek likes that answer.
“Hm. say please.”
“Are you serious.”
“Yes, of course, I’m deathly serious.” Derek shrugs. “Why would I joke at a time like this?”
“…Please.”
“Please what?”
“Bye.” Avery stands up abruptly, irritated with Derek’s little games.
Derek doesn’t say anything, at first, until he decides to really lean in on what Avery wants and needs more than what he himself desires.
“I’m sorry, my prince.” Derek’s voice suddenly gets softer, and Avery pauses. “Come back to me?” He asks sweetly.
Avery turns slowly to look at him, Derek is holding out a hand to him, and fuck is it really tempting to hold it.
He rests his hand into Derek’s, who immediately rubs his thumb against the back of his hand before gently tugging him closer.
“I won’t make you beg for me.”
Avery tilts his head slightly, like he’s expecting Derek to change his mind, but he doesn’t.
And suddenly, Avery is content with begging.
“Well, no. if you want me to-“
“You don’t have to.”
The shorter man leans in closer. “…Please, fuck me, Derek.”
Well, Derek clearly liked that. He continues to hold Avery’s hand while the other drifts to rest on his back.
Avery follows his lead and sits down on his lap, resting his hands on Derek’s chest.
“…Please?”
“You don’t have to say please.” Lord knows he didn’t, Derek would probably still fuck him even if Avery cursed at him to do so.
Derek trailed his hands down the shorter man’s sides until he grabbed his hips gently, he was a gentleman at heart, of course.
And Avery clearly liked that. It’s like whenever Derek got something he liked, he just wanted to… repay the favor.
Without wasting any time, because they’re both definitely impatient at their core, Derek starts to take off the shorter man’s cargo shorts, his boxers following quickly after.
Then Derek’s armor, but before the taller man could take off his helmet-
“No.” Avery stopped him. “Keep it on. …I find it-… hot.”
Fuck. if it was possible for Derek to get even more hard, it would happen right now.
So he obliges and keeps his helmet on.
He starts to prep Avery, which is easy considering he’s a humanoid slime, and his fingers slip in easily.
Avery whimpers softly with each little movement of his fingers inside him, he only entered a new one when Avery told him to.
Eventually though, after a few minutes of prep and Avery’s cute whines, he got impatient.
“I-I-…. I can take more.. please, Der.” Avery pleaded gently. “I need you.”
Derek tilted his head slightly, looking at Avery’s impatient and needy expression. fuck, he kind of wants to make him beg more. But he’s already said please so much, and he knows Avery isn’t the biggest fan of saying please for anything.
So Derek nods, slipping his fingers out before shortly aligning Avery’s entrance with the tip of his cock.
“Tell me if it’s too much, yeah?”
His tone is rough with arousal and the need to make his pretty boyfriend feel good. Avery nods.
Then, Derek slowly pushes himself in. Just the tip for a little as Avery adjusts, and once Avery nods again, he slips in further.
This continues until Derek’s dick is fully inside of Avery, and- holy fuck. He can practically see his dick through Avery’s slime body. That’s way hotter than it maybe should be.
Avery can literally feel Derek’s cock twitch inside of him. Christ.
“Fuuuck.” Derek mumbles.
He slowly lifts Avery up and down, not pulling too far out just yet. He needs Avery to adjust first.
Avery has his arms around Derek’s neck loosely, he’s trying to make eye contact with Derek because he knows that’s a turn on for him (how does he know?- long story).
“O-Oh god- that’s so- oh… oh fuck-“
Avery can barely get any coherent words out, he’s already so affected by this, but judging by his boner and his soft smile, he’s enjoying this immensely.
So is Derek, even if he has to go slow, he’ll go slow forever if it means Avery enjoys it.
Then, even Derek didn’t expect it-
“F-Faster.” The shorter man pleaded with a shaky tone.
Derek is slightly taken aback. “…Are you sure, Aves…?”
“Yes. fuck, pleaseee.”
Well, how could Derek say no to that?
So, he starts going faster. he starts to thrust up into Avery more, the room is just filled with their lewd noises.
“Fuck-! fuck, Der, p-ple… please!-“
Avery moans as Derek listens to him, slowly going faster and deeper into him. Avery is practically seeing stars.
It feels important to Derek that he makes Avery feel good, it might be- no, it is a kink of is. If Avery doesn’t feel a big amount of pleasure, Derek doesn’t like it either. He needs to hear Avery moan and whimper how much he likes it.
Then he remembers how Avery reacts to compliments.
“You’re doing so good.” Derek murmurs to Avery, his tone low and a little raspy with pleasure.
As soon as he does that, he feels Avery tighten around him for a second, and his moans get a little louder.
There it is. That’s what Avery wants to hear.
And Derek is completely fine with giving that to him.
“You’re so good, Aves. Fuck, you feel so nice.”
Derek starts complimenting him more and more, and Avery cannot get enough of it. God, he’s so close already. He needs Derek to go faster.
Which, of courser Derek knows, but he doesn’t do it until Avery tells him too.
“D-….Der… f-fuck-! …more-!”
Is all he’s able to get out through his moans and other noises, But Derek nods and listens.
He starts thrusting up into Avery quicker, each thrust earning him another moan or noise from Avery. All while he praised him and held him as gently as possible while still being firm.
Derek leans forward and pushes their lips together in a passionate, loving, and slightly aggressive (on Avery’s side) kiss. It’s like Avery needs an output for his overstimulation during this.
…Which Derek has the answer for.
He pulls away from the kiss to speak.
“You can scratch, …Aves.”
Derek manages not to groan as he says that, though he exhales halfway through. Avery seems absolutely delighted when given permission. He almost forgot Derek knows exactly what he wants all the time.
The shorter man rests his hands on the back of taller man’s back, and when he needs to, he scratches into it. Not enough to bleed, not yet at least, but Derek loves it all the same.
“Fuck- you’re so- christ-…. ..you’re so pretty, Aves.”
Derek continues to give Avery compliments through his groans, and he starts thrusting harder when Avery begs him to.
“..Oh- b-break me- fuck- please-“ Avery whimpers and pleads.
As Derek gets to a point where he knows Avery is very close, he makes a decision. Despite this being their first time, he knows everything. …So he knows exactly where Avery’s sweet spots are.
And he angles Avery and his thrust just right-
“FUCK!- DER, YES!”
Avery screams in pleasure, his nails dragging down Derek’s back. This time, blood starts to flow down from the wounds his nails left, Derek groans at the pleasure that just gave him.
But he still focuses on Avery too, and he starts hitting that sweet spot over and over as Avery moaned loudly, as if he wanted everyone to know what they were doing.
“God- …right there? right- fucking, there?”
He knows the answer, but it’s nice to hear Avery say it anyways.
It isn’t long until Avery cums, shooting thick ropes of it onto Derek’s stomach and chest.
The taller man’s orgasm isn’t too far away, either.
“Der- f-ffuuck!- d-don’t pull out- cum in me-“ Avery moans, still riding out the pleasure from his own orgasm. “Please-!”
Derek, of course, listens. He grips Avery’s hips just a little tighter and pulls him all the way down on his cock, cumming deep inside of him.
The shorter man leans forward and rests against Derek, his mind hazy and still lust filled. He huffs against him, his nails dragging down his back once more, but it’s too weak to do much of anything. The guy is worn out.
And clearly, so is Derek. maybe less so, but that obviously affected him heavily.
After a few seconds, Derek gently pulls out, and Avery whines softly as he adjusts to the lack of heat inside of him as Derek’s cum drips out of him.
They both take a little to catch their breath, Avery is the first to break the silence.
“I-… I love you.” Avery mumbles.
Derek chuckles softly, placing a kiss on Avery’s forehead. “I know.”
“I love you too.”
Avery nuzzled his head against Derek’s chest, cuddling in the aftermath of their pleasure. This definitely felt more than just a one time thing, and it felt so- …romantic, to Avery. It felt like their souls connected into one even more so than before. He loved how sweet Derek was during this, it just proved how he could trust him more than anyone in the world.
…
“You wanna play skywars now?”
“Are you serious Avery.”