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[December 1st] [Teen Wolf] I'll Warm You Up
Title: I'll Warm You Up
Day/Theme: 1. On days like these, there are always rainbows.
Series: Teen Wolf
Character/Pairing: Sterek
Rating: Teen
It rains. It pours. It comes down in bucketfuls. There are many ways to describe the weather but the end result is the same: Stiles is fucking soaking wet to the bone, shivering in his drenched clothes which cling to his skin in a really awkward and not sexy at all way.
Yeah, he's never getting any action. Not with the elements against him. Against him and his plans. Which include getting Derek to fool out with him. There might be touching of dicks with hands involved. Well, that had been the plan. But now, Stiles isn't that sure at all.
He goes to Derek's loft anyway, lets himself in and slinks up the stairs, his wet self leaving puddles in his wake. He's shivering because being drenched with an early-November rain isn't pleasant. And he curses himself again for not having had an umbrella with him.
Derek opens the door to his knock, takes one long look at him and just hauls him in. “Take those off, you'll catch a cold,” he orders.
And, for an insane moment, Stiles actually thinks of refusing, just to make a point. Because Derek doesn't get to order him about, Stiles isn't one of his betas. Then he catches on, makes note of the look Derek's giving him and thinks about... being naked with Derek.
Derek who's now crowding him against the wall by the door, pressing him there, kissing him, hard. And it's not the kissing alone that's hard. Cos, yeah, that's Derek's dick pressing against him right there.
“Come on, I'll warm you up...” Derek all but purrs against his lips some seconds later and Stiles, Stiles isn't gonna say no. Looks like the rain was in his favor, after all.
Day/Theme: 1. On days like these, there are always rainbows.
Series: Teen Wolf
Character/Pairing: Sterek
Rating: Teen
It rains. It pours. It comes down in bucketfuls. There are many ways to describe the weather but the end result is the same: Stiles is fucking soaking wet to the bone, shivering in his drenched clothes which cling to his skin in a really awkward and not sexy at all way.
Yeah, he's never getting any action. Not with the elements against him. Against him and his plans. Which include getting Derek to fool out with him. There might be touching of dicks with hands involved. Well, that had been the plan. But now, Stiles isn't that sure at all.
He goes to Derek's loft anyway, lets himself in and slinks up the stairs, his wet self leaving puddles in his wake. He's shivering because being drenched with an early-November rain isn't pleasant. And he curses himself again for not having had an umbrella with him.
Derek opens the door to his knock, takes one long look at him and just hauls him in. “Take those off, you'll catch a cold,” he orders.
And, for an insane moment, Stiles actually thinks of refusing, just to make a point. Because Derek doesn't get to order him about, Stiles isn't one of his betas. Then he catches on, makes note of the look Derek's giving him and thinks about... being naked with Derek.
Derek who's now crowding him against the wall by the door, pressing him there, kissing him, hard. And it's not the kissing alone that's hard. Cos, yeah, that's Derek's dick pressing against him right there.
“Come on, I'll warm you up...” Derek all but purrs against his lips some seconds later and Stiles, Stiles isn't gonna say no. Looks like the rain was in his favor, after all.