[He'd see Stiles' eyes roll up into his head, his hand clutching more tightly at Derek's hair as he touched things that weren't used to attention from anyone but himself.]
Okay.
[Soft and whispered, he nodded as he moved his legs, feeling himself hard and already leaking under his boxers.]
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Okay.
[Soft and whispered, he nodded as he moved his legs, feeling himself hard and already leaking under his boxers.]