"And yet you want to fuck me before you trust me," Stiles said frowning harder because it was becoming clear that Derek didn't trust him at all. Stiles trusted the werewolf so it was a kick to the balls to find out the trust only ran one way.
"I think I just remembered I left a load of laundry in the drier." Stiles spoke softly as he got up from Derek, planning on getting as far away possible from the werewolf before he said something else that would wreck the happy situation between them.