red lace - badwolfbadwolf
Stiles gets dared to wear red lace panties.
The instant everyone leaves Derek has him pinned against the wall, hands down the back of Stiles’ pants and teeth biting sharply everywhere.
“I want to see,” Derek says plainly against Stiles lips.
Stiles doesn’t argue, hands sliding lower, clumsy fingertips pulling against the hidden red lace.
“No. Everything.” He steps backward, leaving Stiles with heavy glazed eyes and mouth shiny and open.















