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[studmuffin]

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[lupusalpha]

Do you want to yell at him?

[studmuffin]

Yes!

[ Peeking out from underneath. ] Are you going to dump me now?

[lupusalpha]

No.

[Pause]

Why would I dump you over this?

[studmuffin]

Because now Scott knows! And he'll probably tell people. And then you'll be stuck with me.

[ :C ]

[lupusalpha]

Don't be stupid.

Tell Scott not to tell anyone.

[He's just saying.]

[studmuffin]

[ He blows out a sigh. ]

You should tell Isaac. Scott won't keep that from him and you're his alpha. Show him you trust him.

[lupusalpha]

[He considers that...and nods]

[studmuffin]

[ Derek still has the coffee so Stiles holds his hands out. ]

C'mon sugar daddy, don't hold off on the caffiene.

[lupusalpha]

[He offers it back. It's that easy.]

[studmuffin]

You could come and join me you know. Instead of hovering.

[lupusalpha]

[He finally sits down, then. It's all done in silence, like silence is easier.]

[studmuffin]

What is it?

[lupusalpha]

It's nothing, Stiles. Relax.

[studmuffin]

You're not relaxed.

[ He moves until he's sitting beside Derek on his knees, shoulder to shoulder. ]

[lupusalpha]

How often do you think I relax?

[studmuffin]

You should try it sometime.

[lupusalpha]

[SNORT]

[studmuffin]

[ He ends up running his fingers lightly through Derek's hair. ]

That's your problem. You never relax.

[lupusalpha]

That's not really a problem.

[studmuffin]

Totally a problem.

[ Stiles uses two fingers to tilt Derek's chin and morning breath be damned. ] Relax a little. [ Kissing him. ]

[lupusalpha]

[He accepts that kiss and doesn't say a word about the morning breath]

[studmuffin]

[ He's a good wolf.

Besides, Stiles would punch him and that wouldn't work in their favour. Instead he just keeps kissing him, Derek's stubble catching against his palm. ]

[lupusalpha]

[Derek pulls him closer with a growl, but it's not an angry one, for once]

[studmuffin]

[ That noise always has something spark up his spine and he presses into Derek. Maybe he's caffeine deprived, maybe he's just bolder now. But Derek ends up with a lap full of Stiles when he straddles him anyway, fists curling in his hair. ]

[lupusalpha]

[Another growl, and then Derek is flipping them both, hands on Stiles hips, and he's on top of him, his mouth to the boy's throat.]