The first time Derek notices Stiles’ hands
Oral fixation was putting it mildly. Anyone who had seen Stiles destroy a plastic straw knew better than to let innocent objects anywhere near that mouth of his. But there’s no food or drink in sight, just a scattered stack of print outs from his research. Stiles is thumbing through the pile in search of something when he casually raises a finger to his mouth…

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