Mar 2, 2017
@dcvoid
“Yes. Would you prefer I asked you to take a knitting needle to Scott’s chest cavity? Because I can do that. Answer honestly.” He winks leaning into the touch and moving along with it to get the tactile contact he desires in that very moment. He plops down, tiny little paws kneading at Stiles’ thigh. “This is nice. Usually when witches curse people, they have a bunch of blood dripping from their faces and their organs turn literally inside out. This is pretty tame, all things considered.”