you guys ok?
Stiles could barely make sense of how overwhelmed he felt from how gentle and slow Derek was being. It was intense, yet tender. Each move of their hands, their bodies against each other, the push of their lips, was measured and unhurried.
Their bodies moved rhythmically together as Derek settled down onto the bed with Stiles in his lap. Most of their clothes had been dropped around the floor, discarded without care but taken off as though they were fragile. Stiles was wrapped up in Derek, in his scent, in his arms, in his dingy old sweater that had holes in it.
Nothing could be more perfect than in this moment.
I won’t tell anybody that you turn the world around
I won’t tell anybody that your voice is my favorite sound