"I didn't ask for the laptop and I certainly didn't ask for you to make me come!" Stiles snapped and turned to glare at Derek. He couldn't hold it in anymore. Not when Derek spoke of it like it was a damn gift that he had given Stiles.
"You used me for your own twisted pleasure. I'm just a damn toy to you and I refuse to play that part anymore, Derek," Stiles said standing up from the chair. His cheeks were flushed with blood from the anger he was feeling. "I'm a person with feelings. If you want a fuck toy buy one off of the internet!"