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Lydia held onto her papers tightly as she continued to walk her hair tucked neatly behind her ear on one side; the other slightly covering it. She smiled as she took each stride contently in her own little world. Suddenly a small tug to her arm caught her attention and she noticed Stiles stood next to her waiting for something...she had completely forgotten for a second that he was with her "Sorry what?" she asked
"Isn't the first rule of being a knight in shining armor actually supposed to be you saving the damsel in distress, Derek?" He scratched the back of his head. Stiles smiled and gestured out toward the dark haired man with his free hand, "unless it's your off day or you're filling in for the big, bad, and grandmother obsessed werewolf tonight?"
Derek's lips curled up at the edges but he didn't say anything right away. "The thing is you need saving so often that sometimes I'm a little late. You know, other duties to take care of." He paused, rolling his eyes. "Let's not compare me to anything female shall we, especially something so lackluster. At least give me something superhero if you have to go the female route here. I'd suggest Storm or Poison Ivy if we want evil." He nodded his head, the grin becoming a little more apparent. "I look pretty good in green, I have got to say."
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Tala made her way through the woods alongside of town - she had always been more comfortable on her own out in the nature than wandering the streets. She credited it to her wolf side. What she hadn't expected was for anybody else to be in among the trees and so when she spotted a figure it pulled her up short for a moment. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āLooks like I wasn't the only one who decided to take the scenic route.ā
+4 are in Bardo
"If you want to keep talking me about all the things I know that normal people shouldn't I suggest you think it twice..."
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"Moan."
Send me āMoanā and Iāll generate aĀ number.
Twenty-four: My muse fawns over your muse's neck.
Ā He doesnāt know why heās so entranced by the sound, he really canāt put his finger on it but got he canāt help the heat that surges straight to his loins every time the feline lets the warmth of his purr rattle in his throat. It draws the Alpha instantly, like a moth to a flame, and he fears that teen had realized how easily it is to get his attention with the sound. Derek was just in the back room, hunched over shuffling clothes into the dryer when he heard it, that familiar resonance and what was left in the washer was forgotten as he strode out with purpose. Derek really shouldnāt have been so surprised to see that pleased grin on Stilesā face, curled up on the couch and patting the seat next to him.
If he wasnāt so entranced by the sound perhaps he would have gone back to his work, but he canāt deny it and he easily flops into the cushions and drags the teen up into his lap. A hand reached gently for the edge of Stilesā throat and touched, felt the vibration and he smiled, felt the heat surge back to his groin and he just wanted to keep touching. So he did.
The Alpha lowered his mouth and tasted the sound with his tongue and a gentle scrape of his teeth. He had no qualms about leaving a line of little marks against the pulse, welcomed it even as he noticed with each suckle he adorned Stilesā throat with only seemed to make the purr go a little deeper, a little louder. He could spend hours just kissing that neckā actually, he planned on doing just that.
He rolled and pressed Stilesā body to the line of his own and let his fingers dance idle patterns at his back as lips continued to taste the freckled flesh, letting the sound of his purr bleed into his own skin.
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Pfft. WHHHY?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHY. GUESS WHO IS BANISHED FROM THE CASTLE PRESENTLY. NOW I REALLY AM GOING TO SLEEP.
āWhoās out there? If youāre Bigfoot, I think you need to just keep walking! If youāre not, and youāre human, Iām the son of the sheriff buddy ā so murdering me might not be the best idea since heās out here somewhere and Iāve seen CSI! I know how to leave clues.ā His eyes darted left and right and licked his lips, āI have a firearm and I know how to use it!ā Of course, Stiles didnāt have a firearm unless the bat counted.
--- Stiles Stilinski