Re: Mar 23
If Derek hadn't known better, he would've suspected that Stiles was deliberately trying to goad him, because nothing made his wolf want to howl like having Stiles run - having Stiles act like prey, lithe and delectable.
The moon was on Derek's side. The distance Stiles managed to get in his few seconds was enough for Derek to get in a single leap, careening him into Stiles. They fell to the ground and in a split second Derek had Stiles in his arms, hauling him to Derek's bedroom. "You had to run," Derek groaned in frustration even as sweat dripped down his back. "Making it worse."