Stiles did snap out of his self pity at the sharp tone to Derek's voice. A part of soul wanted to listen, please, behave, and just give all control over to and for Derek so Stiles did. He let Derek pull him close, resting against the werewolf, as Stiles listened to his words.
"I do want to be here. I really do," Stiles said softly, closing his eyes as Derek nuzzled him. "But will I ever be the slave that you want?" Stiles couldn't help but ask the question even if it mean he was arguing with Derek.