[ open au ] moon baby

[benchwarming]

My pain is caused by my pleasure
And my soul mate lives in your body
I can't get you out of my head
It never goes away

( an au where stiles is a werewolf.
can be because he was bitten by peter hale instead of scott,
or possibly after he was offered the bite.
maybe he was always a werewolf. )

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[sassywolf]

Derek is excited for it though, he just doesn't want to somehow screw this up by having Stiles bite too soon. He leans forward to kiss Stiles again, pulling away to watch and study him. Maybe it wasn't the most masculine thing to say about another man but Stiles, in his own way was absolutely beautiful and right now he just wanted to admire that as well as that strength beneath the skin.

[benchwarming]

Masculine or not, Stiles wouldn't have believed it. Now, Derek, he was handsome, and gorgeous, and any other adjectives you could think of.

Stiles raised his hands to smooth over Derek's stubble, quietly amused at the feel of it under his palms.

[sassywolf]

Derek smirked, leaning into the touch and returning the gesture by caressing Stiles' smooth face, "Have you had to start shaving yet?"

[benchwarming]

Stiles laughs, ducking his head down.

"Sometimes," he admits after a moment. "Not very often, every few days." He looks up, eyes teasing. "Gonna make fun of me for that? I'll still kick your butt."

[sassywolf]

Derek shakes his head just a little, "It's a pain. And razors are expensive so the longer you don't have to do it, the better."

[benchwarming]

"What if I got a straight razor?" Stiles asks, completely serious for a moment before he giggles a little, pushing at Derek's chest. "Yeah, I know, small mercies and all that. A beard isn't really a good look for me or my dad."

[sassywolf]

Derek's brows raise at the suggestion, imagining Stiles with such a razor before shaking his head all over again, "You don't mind mine, do you?"

[benchwarming]

"I don't," Stiles says, "Especially since I can't get beard burn for more than a little while." He smiles again, not admitting he really does enjoy the sensation of Derek's bristly skin against his own fairer kind.

[sassywolf]

Derek snorts, and rubs his hairy face against Stile's smooth one in an attempt to give him precisely what he seemed to just complain about.

[benchwarming]

Stiles laughs after a moment, raising his hand and pushing at Derek's face. "Gross," he lies, his body thrumming pleasantly.

[sassywolf]

"You like it," he says honestly with a growing grin, rubbing his chin against Stiles hand to prove his point.

[benchwarming]

"Not as much as you think," Stiles protests again, rubbing his hand against Derek's chin in turn.

[sassywolf]

"But enough," he combats with a small grin.

[benchwarming]

"Maybe," the other werewolf concedes with a small smile, fingers stroking over his chin down to his neck, pushing a little closer for warmth.

[sassywolf]

Stiles' fingers are soft in comparison to his own course stubble, though it almost tickles but then Stiles stops and moves closer and Derek's eyes drift shut.

[benchwarming]

"Sleepy wolf," Stiles accuses, as if he's not feeling a little sleepy himself either. He knows sleep would make the wound heal faster but he likes watching Derek.

[sassywolf]

"You are," Derek agrees, leaning his head again Stiles as he keeps his arms wrapped around the teen.

[benchwarming]

"Meant you," Stiles says, slurring the words a little as he insinuates himself against Derek tightly, wrapping his arms around the alpha in turn and beginning to breathe slower as he sleeps.