Re: 15th
"Stop," Derek said in a slightly sharper voice, both hands curling around Stiles' waist and tugging him back into the water, firm against Derek. "Nothing bad is going to happen to you." Shaving Stiles wasn't the end of the world - not even close - and Derek knew that Stiles would thrive under the attention, the touches. So Derek held Stiles and breathed slowly, deeply as he felt Stiles start to thrum under Derek's hold.
"I'm going to touch you, clean you, and groom you," Derek said in a low voice, using his lips to continue to soothe Stiles while Derek's hands were occupied. "It's going to happen. If you try to get out, you're just going to end up slipping and hurting yourself. So relax." Derek knew Stiles had been relaxing earlier - there was no way those noises from before were anything but. "I don't want to drug you and I don't want to restrain you. Not here." The bath was nice like this, just the two of them. Derek wanted to be able to see Stiles' wrists, feel his bare neck.