[ He shifts then, moves to straddle Derek, the grin on his face sweet and almost charming. He waits to see if he's going to get thrown off the bed and then when he doesn't, he ducks in, kisses Derek. ]
[ He pauses before he curls his fingers around the edge of his shirt and pulls it over his head. He's not shy anymore. People can take him or leave him.
He's not carved out of stone like Derek but hey, that puppy fat has gone and left something good in its wake. ]
[ Kissing him again, harder this time. He's trying to control his reactions as best as he can. He doesn't want Derek to clam up or freeze him out again. But this is good and it feels amazing and he can't help but smile into the kiss. ]
[ It's so sudden his breath catches in his throat, eyelashes fluttering. His hips twitch from where he's straddling Derek and he watches those big dumb hands wrap around him.
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All right, sure.
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I like you.
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You're a strange teenager, Stiles.
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Yeah. You're kinda stuck with me now.
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He's not carved out of stone like Derek but hey, that puppy fat has gone and left something good in its wake. ]
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Better?
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Yeah.
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[That's the only rule. People Derek doesn't like don't come out to the woods]
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Derek, have I ever brought anyone down here who isn't already a part of our lives?
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No, but I want to be clear. You can bring people out here if you want. But no one I don't like.
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Lydia thinks it's weird that I've been following your rules. You think I don't know them. Am I literally the only one who pays attention?
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I'm not a puppy.
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[He nips him back on the ear]
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You know I'm okay with the whole waiting thing, right? [ LOOK. PERSONAL GROWTH. He wants. But he isn't going to push Derek. ]
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Come on, I can give you a handjob.
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Hey, hey, don't let me stop you.
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Good.
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It's stupidly hot. ]
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[He gathers the precome at the head of Stiles' dick and uses it to smooth things as he moves his hand, flicks his wrist]
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Thank you for that stellar advice.
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How can you like it that much? It's just a handjob.
[He keeps moving his hand, watching his own hand]
It's not even the best angle.
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