And unfortunately i’m off for the night. I wanted to do more but now my hands are locking up and i can barely type.. and i’m supposed to go camping this weekend. Shit.

A Softer World

He squints at the other boy, watching as he extends a hand. Seeming skeptical of the whole situation. But he’s covered in dirt and has nowhere to go.So at the come on, his whole face scrunches up as he takes the other boy’s hand and lugs him into the jeep. He stays quiet in the passenger seat. Keeping his eyes focused forward.

But then finally the werewolf says something and he sighs and looks over to him.  Still wordless as he talks. “No I don’t know how to reverse it. I don’t know how to get back if Deaton even knows how. He told me not to go near it.” He pauses as the wolf mentions it’d be shitty to leave him hanging. “well  thanks..for not. I hate you have to involve your dad. I’m sorry.” he murmurs looking down. He sighs rubbing a hand down his face. “This is a mess” He groaned sinking lower and lower into the seat as if he could just disappear from it all together.

“He’s your Dad too.” The Alpha says, his voice very quiet. “I mean, he’s basically the same guy. I assume. I mean maybe it’ll take him a little while to get his head around it but honestly it didn’t take him that long to figure out the werewolf thing, so,” Stiles shrugs, glancing towards his doppleganger before putting his eyes back on the road.

That observation draws a bitter laugh, and Stiles moves his head sharply to the side, still watching the road. “Yeah. Yeah. It sure is.”

His eyes have rolled shut his head head resting against the backseat when the alpha speaks again and he finds himself squeezing his eyes shut tighter. It was his dad. But it wasn’t his dad. He didn’t belong here and sooner or later that was going to become abundantly clear. 

The quiet seems to hang over them so he exhales noisily “If Deaton can’t help me.. i can’t just-- i can’t just go to school. People might notice that they’re suddenly seeing double. I figure.. Eichen is a back up, i could stay there if... i can’t figure out a way back.”

Honestly, Jurassic World could just be 2 hours of Chris Pratt doing this and I’d be down for it. 

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If Stiles definitely isn’t grinding, that sound Scott just made definitely isn’t a needy little moan. He gives Stiles space over his neck, he lets his shirt be pulled away, although when his face is free of the cloth and his eyes are rolling back to Stiles’ face, they’ve gone red. There’s no evidence of his fangs or his claws, at least. Just those crimson, needy eyes.

"You," Scott murmurs, lifting his chin and trying to get another kiss. His eyes are entirely on Stiles’ mouth, now. Forget the movie, "You make a terrible window. You’re totally obstructive. I can’t see a thing through you. What am I gonna do with you in my way, huh?”

The soft, needy moan that escaped the wolf below him sent a jolt through him. And the look on his face when eyes settled on him once more caused a shudder to roll down his spine. Why did it effect him so much when Scott’s eyes went molten red? 

His brows lift when he makes the utterence of ‘You. His eyes are so focused on Scott’s face, his mouth...He presses a chaste kiss to his mouth, but he looks surprised when he continues. the human’s  eyes rounded softly. But he quickly flops backwards onto the bed. His feet still propped up in his lap but the rest of his body spread out over the bed, his shirt hiking up due to his position. “Better?”

I was the match and you were the rock;

Scott doesn’t seem to mind that two young men making out in the park probably makes other people uncomfortable, either. He’s full of the easy, warm conviction that if someone tries to start something about it, he can handle it. It could be finished. Hopefully it won’t be an issue.

He backs off just enough to give Stiles the space to stand, all but vibrating with his excitement. It’s contagious, and it’s so clear that he’s happy to be back in Stiles’ presence. There’s no reluctance here. There’s just eagerness to make the most of their time. “If you wanna branch out from your hands, I’m okay with that. And I definitely want you to take me back to your place and show me what you’ve got. But first, I’m starving, and we should get some food. Maybe actually do something…datey. Before we go back to spend the whole weekend in your dorm living off of delivery. What’dya say?”

It’s not like Stiles would care if everyone stared while the two of them made out. Because he was with Scott and content in his conviction that he doesn’t care what anyone else thinks. He only cares what Scott thinks. And if Scott was uncomfortable? He would know. 

He can’t help but grin when he looks at Scott. He’s just pure unabashed happieness. One that feels the human with a warmth. However he is a little surprised to have Scott put on the breaks, that is when he seemed so eager just a moment ago. But he can definitely get on board with anything. And he quickly adjusts. The human gives a soft chuckle. “Datey. Got it. Sure I’d love to. I would like to swing by my place just to drop my stuff there. We can drop your stuff off too? And then we can go out to eat.” 

I was the match and you were the rock;

"Relax, it was ju—" Scott’s starting to say, his eyebrows trying to tilt towards worry, when Stiles reels him in for a second kiss. He can’t hold out against it. He doesn’t even try. Instead, he lets his eyes flutter closed and leans into it, opening his mouth a little when Stiles runs his tongue along Scott’s lower lip. He’s not vicious, he’s not ferocious about the kiss, but there’s a hunger there that can’t be ignored.

”Mmmm,” By the time they’re pulling apart again, Scott’s edited whatever he was about to say, letting his eyes hood drunkenly as he wallows in Stiles’ scent and proximity. “Whatever it is, it can’t be that important, right? We’ve got the rest of today and I really, really need to make the most of it. I have spent all week learning the names of muscle groups and now I just need your hands on all these things I have names for now.”

He ca’t exactly predict what Scott was going to say. But he doesn’t need to hear it, he doesn’t need to, When he feels Scott go lax against him, giving his all into the kiss. Sliding a hand up through the other boy’s hair. He’s sure he’s making someone uncomfortable around them.  But frankly he doesn’t care. 

His eyes look glazed when they pull apart but he has a soft smile on his lips. He gives a  little chuckle  simply at the glint in the other boy’s eyes.  Not that he didn’t have the same glint in his own. He doesn’t interrupt when Scott speaks drinking in every word . He places a hand  on his book before shutting the book quickly. “Actually I was reading ahead while I was waiting for you.” He said with a grin. He tucks the book and binder away into his bag. 

As he gets his stuff together he gives a small shudder at Scott’s words that resonated with him. “I can’t promise to just use my hands though.” He said with a small grin as he stood up “My room mate is gone for the weekend. So we have the place to ourselves.” 

#they get caught making out pretty heavily in a supply closet#dragged to the principal’s office waiting for their parents#stiles mumbling ‘they could have at least let us finish’#and scott just drooping in his chair all ‘god shut up i’m trying to pretend this isn’t happening why do i listen to you’#stiles smirking over at him saying ‘didn’t hear any complaints when i had a hand on your junk back there dude’#both of them with their parents listening to the principal talk super seriously about responsible behaviour and teenage hormones#melissa cuffing scott on the back of the head and stiles’ dad hissing ‘you are grounded. forever.’#stiles pointing out he’ll still have to come to school and his dad rubbing at his temples while scott stamps on stiles’ foot#they have to apologise and stiles is still smug as hell when he says ‘yeah sure we’re sorry. won’t happen again. honestly that closet was kinda gross anyway. now the bleachers—’#while scott’s got both hands over his red face groaning ‘stop talking stop talking oh my god please just stop’#as soon as they escape stiles leans into scott’s side puts a hand on his hip and whispers ‘wanna bet i can blow you in detention without anybody noticing’#scott knocks his head against his locker and tries not to act turned on  (queerly-it-is)

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