Stiles makes a small sound at the smack and keeps still, arms pressed into the mattress as he shakes with the want to move and touch, but he obeys none the less.
"Oh god," the teen gasps out. "Derek..." He lifts his head only a fraction to look down the length of his body to where Derek is, moving up his body at a snail's pace, lips like a hot brand on his skin.
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on 2012-08-06 10:16 pm (UTC)"Oh god," the teen gasps out. "Derek..." He lifts his head only a fraction to look down the length of his body to where Derek is, moving up his body at a snail's pace, lips like a hot brand on his skin.