"You're doing this on purpose. You're torturing me on purpose," Stiles said as he tried to regain his breath and his senses after the plug was turned down. He slowly stood on his own two feet and moved with Derek as the werewolf urged him along.
"I was hoping you had forgotten about that," Stiles said with a slight frown on his face as he looked up at Derek. "Do I really need a tatoo? I've been good, haven't I?"