[Stiles do you know what you're doing? Like, do you actually know what you're doing? The driving Derek insane thing? The marking thing? The pressing your scent all over him thing? Because that is pretty much as good as marking in Derek's book. Pretty much good as marking and mating.
And Derek's can't help but smash their mouths together, sweet and tender, and hold them there until he can't breathe and he absolutely has to let go.]
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And Derek's can't help but smash their mouths together, sweet and tender, and hold them there until he can't breathe and he absolutely has to let go.]