Re: The Bar - OTA
Stiles made a noise that was somewhere between a protest, a whine, and a growl but he understood Derek's words and knew there would be consequences if he didn't listen and behave.
But it was so hard when he was completely hard.
He sat back, dropping his hands from Derek's shirt, before he adjusted himself. "Yes, sir," Stiles with only a hint of a pout in his voice. He then down his whisky and ordered another one.