Re: Second Floor
Derek was smiling openly as Stiles moved closer, and over the boy's shoulder to smile at Isaac. The wolf was, once again, successful at predicting his wants and needs. He cupped Stiles' face, then squeezed his shoulder.
"I want you here," he said, quietly, loud enough that they could both hear. "Both of you."
He patted his thigh to encourage Isaac to take his place again.
"He's beautiful, isn't he?" he added, the question directed at Stiles. "And so...responsive. Like you."