Stiles grins at the admission, sighing quietly. "Good, you won't be able to get rid of me after this. I hope you know that," he says, half- well mostly- meaning it. Because he does want to be with Derek, but only if the man wants him in return. He wants them to be happy. They both deserve that, he thinks idly.

He curls up against Derek's warm body and closes his eyes, listening to his breathing relax from their activities, letting their legs twine together where they lay. As he lays there, he turns his head in a bit and nuzzles, rubs his cheek against the man's strong chest and sighs contently again.