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[Text]; You seriously did not just call me Lydsy and what? Wods? Are you trying to say you're in the woods? This is the last time you go drinking with werewolves.
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{text} sum were/ wods lyydddsssyyyy cum 2 meeeee
[Text]; You seriously did not just call me Lydsy and what? Wods? Are you trying to say you're in the woods? This is the last time you go drinking with werewolves.
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[Text]; Oh my god, honestly Stiles? Fine, but only because you're my brother. Where are you?
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His smirk is hard to hide, eyes glancing up from his book to look at the wolf. "Little speechless?" He asked, lips tilted up in a grin. "I dunno. Just stuff . Didn't think you'd really go for it." He gives a half shrug as he turns his attention back to the book. He'd thought about mentioning something new but still hadn't figured out the perfect something. Even if the idea of something /else/ more than piqued his interest.
Rolling his eyes at being called out, Isaac ignored the rhetorical question and instead tilted his head as he opening his mouth to speak, "Why wouldn't I? I mean.. sure there's some stuff in the darker parts of the internet I've unfortunately seen that have caused more nightmares than wet dreams for me-- but, there's nothing wrong with trying new stuff." He drawls while Stiles turns back to his book, leaving Isaac with his mind wandering places about what 'stuff' Stiles was implying.
"Ya know, we should introduce toys into our sex life. Liven it up a little." The comment is made off hand, stiles' eyes not leaving the book he's reading for school. "What do you think?"
It's almost audible how fast Isaac's head snaps at the remark, his gaze moving from where he'd been reclining and staring at the television straight to Stiles. If it weren't for how specific Stiles had been, he'd of asked for a repeat. "I..." Not wanting to admit the thought raised his pulse with how immediately he had images in his head for that situation, he swallowed hard to try and overcome a suddenly dry mouth. "Uh... yeah, sure. What did you have in mind?"
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11: Gentle Kiss
The lull after a war is peaceful almost. Like when the air feels electrified after a fireworks display. Derek and the rest of the pack had just beaten bad guy of the week and just enjoying the silence. The taste of nerves was thick in the air but it felt right. Like everything was finally coming together. So before Derek lost his nerve, he spun Stiles around and placed a soft kiss to his lips. Trying to pour what he could into the touch, Derek pulled back and blinked a few times before a soft smile crept across his lips. Before Stiles could say anything, Derek was already walking away toward their cars. Yeah, that was the perfect way to celebrate a victory.
Stiles rolled his eyes as he dropped his bag on the floor, practically sauntering over to his be where the other lay. "Is that so? Who says I'll be so willing to give you a ride?" He asked, his lips forming a smirk of his own as he move to straddle the other. "Maybe you should ask nicer," he hummed, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his lips.
Isaac kept up the pretense, playing smug and completely amused with himself as Stiles moved closer. It wasn't like he was expecting Stiles to actually humor him, but the lycanthrope found himself for than pleasantly surprised with a the warmth of Stiles lean frame moving up the bed and straddling his hips, even if it was to tease him. A smile cracked his facade when lips brushed his, returning the clinical affection before he settled back against the mattress and looked up at Stiles, "Nice? Why do you have to set such high expectations, babe?" The beta rambled before finally adding on, "What do I get for a 'Please'? 'Pretty please with adderrall on-top?"
Stiles grinned as he walked into his bedroom, window open and Isaac on his bed. "You know, we just got out of school. You could have just bummed a ride with me if you planned on ending up here."
Having just finally gotten comfortable and situated upon the familiar mattress, he managed to refrain from anything but a mild smirk when Stiles walked through his door. Giving a slight shrug, the beta met Stiles gaze with a glint of mischief, "To be fair, I could still bum a ride off you now. Just doesn't require the car."