[Stiles feels--sort of nervous, actually. There's a tightness in his stomach that registers somewhere between anxiety and arousal, and the fact that Derek can smell that on him doesn't really help.
He's still fully clothed. Derek obviously isn't, but Stiles still feels like the vulnerable one, the mattress creaking under him while he repositions himself between Derek's legs.]
Is a 'big bad wolf' comment appropriate, here? [His mouth is sort of dry as he says that because yeah, he's looking. Observing. Taking it all in, figuratively speaking. Long fingers curl around Derek's knee before Stiles meets his gaze again, brows arching slightly.]
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[Stiles feels--sort of nervous, actually. There's a tightness in his stomach that registers somewhere between anxiety and arousal, and the fact that Derek can smell that on him doesn't really help.
He's still fully clothed. Derek obviously isn't, but Stiles still feels like the vulnerable one, the mattress creaking under him while he repositions himself between Derek's legs.]
Is a 'big bad wolf' comment appropriate, here? [His mouth is sort of dry as he says that because yeah, he's looking. Observing. Taking it all in, figuratively speaking. Long fingers curl around Derek's knee before Stiles meets his gaze again, brows arching slightly.]