Re: The Bar - OTA
Derek let the boy tongue his thumb, but pulled it back after a moment or two, and lowered his hands. He could smell Stiles' arousal, and any other supernatural beings around would be able to as well. Mission accomplished, then.
He kept his hand on the boy's hip, but leaned back against the bar. "That's something for you to look forward to, then," he murmured. "But tonight, I don't feel like sharing your pleasure with outsiders."