Re: Mar 23
Though Derek dozed, nothing could stop the slow pull of the moon as it rose higher and higher in the sky above the house. As the movie finished, Derek was sweating, heart rate unsteady. It was the silence of the credits that pulled him out of it, only to see Stiles standing up and getting another movie out.
"Can't do another one," he grunted, sitting up and scrubbing his hand across his face. "I said one." He reached forward and snagged the waistband of Stiles' pants, pulling him back. "Need you."