Teen Wolf: Scott is fragile.
There had been shouting and scuffling then what Stiles described as “angry sex noises”. Scott used air quotes because it made things unreal. The entire team were waiting to get in – he hid down the hall and focused on Allison’s heartbeat instead.
Finstock arrived and started shouting through the door. It opened a few seconds later and Jackson looked out at everyone. Scott bounded over in time to confirm what he suspected; Jackson was smiling a real smile.
“Hey guys, we’re really sorry for locking the door.” Danny was in the background picking up bits of kit from the floor.
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Jackson had finger marks in the front of his shoulders and teeth marks on his neck.
Scott fell sure everyone who entered the room could smell the same thing that wouldn’t leave his nose.
“Dude!” Whispered Stiles. “Jackson’s being nice!”
“It’s freaking me out. Make him stop.”
“Not possible bro – Danny’s cock must have some mystical healing power.”
“Hey fellow co-captain.” Jackson put a friendly arm around Scott’s shoulders. “I wanna run through some new plays with you.”
Jackson’s towel was low enough for Scott to see where the bruises started on his hips. He shook himself free and ran.