[ This is a whole different experience from what he'd expected when he found out what he'd been set up for, but honestly Derek can't even care. It goes from a simple kiss into something more, and he has no complaints whatsoever right now. (Except maybe that his subconscious is reminding him that they're being recorded. And have an audience.) The moment that Stiles gets his hands in his hair, he reacts immediately with two things: one, he tips further into the deepened kiss. Two, a faint growl enters the kiss, all approval.
He agrees. This is, actually, perfect.
But it can only last so long, because for as much as he's enjoying it and the way that they just fit together, it has to come to an end eventually. He's about to slide his hand down lower, his thumb following the soft curve of his cheek, when he hears a familiar throat clearing from the side: ] You guys need to get a room.
[ Derek, mature adult that he is, defiantly catches Stiles' bottom lip between his teeth before he pulls back. ]
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He agrees. This is, actually, perfect.
But it can only last so long, because for as much as he's enjoying it and the way that they just fit together, it has to come to an end eventually. He's about to slide his hand down lower, his thumb following the soft curve of his cheek, when he hears a familiar throat clearing from the side: ] You guys need to get a room.
[ Derek, mature adult that he is, defiantly catches Stiles' bottom lip between his teeth before he pulls back. ]