Hello all, and welcome to one of the first activities we'll be hosting without an episode of Teen Wolf to kee us occupied! Welcome probably isn't the word we should use, perhaps "join us in mourning" is a more appropriate phrase.
Today's activity is a ficlet challenge!
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Here's how it will go. )
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They're standing next to a sign that says NO LIFEGUARD ON DUTY, and Stiles feels a keen sense of confusion. "It's like an oven out here," Stiles complains, and it's kind of just to see Derek's jaw clench as he grits his teeth. He knows that he shouldn't mess with the werewolf, but the way Derek's shoulders tense under his tee - he's long since stripped out of his leather jacket - and the way his arms flex as he folds his arms, well. Stiles can't help but screw with him. But he also has a pertinent question to ask. "Seriously, Derek, why are we here? Why did you shove me in your -" admittedly hot, Stiles omits from the sentence, "- car and drive seven hours?"
"Felt like it," is all Derek says, and walks around him, back up to the car. It's midday but the parking lot is pretty empty, and Stiles feels like a voyeur watching Derek lift himself up onto the hood of his car - oh my God - to pull off his shoes and socks. Derek is undressing, wearing only black cotton boxers ( ... )
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Also, undressed Derek is the best Derek there is in this 'verse. Just saying :D
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Undressed Derek is the best Derek that was ever...Derek. Let's just pretend that makes sense.
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Then they had quick sex in the public showers. After, Stiles slipped and almost broke his ankle, and he was torn between being pissed when Derek actually laughed at him and, you know, awed because Derek. Laughing.
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