[ Clearly he's happy with these proceedings because he presses himself against Derek and kisses him slow and sweet and a little desperate. Scott knows and he should panic. But Scott knowing is nothing in comparison to what he came back here from and if he lets it in it usually leaves him without his breath.
He'd rather it be through this, his hands pressed against Derek's side, fingertips just where his shirt has pulled up. ]
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{ Stiles retaliates by wrapping his legs around Derek's waist. ] Get back here.
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[ Because there's something to be found in Derek's kisses. It makes thinking about everything less likely. ]
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He'd rather it be through this, his hands pressed against Derek's side, fingertips just where his shirt has pulled up. ]
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Stiles.
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Making out is awesome, admit it.
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Hey.
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We need to get you a baseball bat.
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[ Derek Hale. ] Besides, I have a gun.
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So will.
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Yeah you're not actually going to see anything.
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You're a terrible boyfriend.
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