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Derek gives me his leather jacket and
And what?
Derek’s face practically touches the screen, heart thudding wildly, fingers twitching, knowing he’s making a mistake. He glances at Stiles, still asleep, barely breathing through parted lips, unaware. Curiosity claws at him, louder than reason.
His hands move before his thoughts catch up. He taps the up arrow once, then again, harder, faster, practically jamming the key in a frantic flurry. Maybe if he goes fast enough, the guilt won't catch him first. His eyes scan the flickering blur of words that scroll upward in jumps and stutters, until the screen settles.
Stiles' Secret Private Kink List (DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT STILES)
What starts as a reckless glance spirals into an obsession Derek can’t escape. Every desire pulls him deeper into a world he’s terrified of—and desperate for.
He’s caught between control and surrender. Between protecting Stiles’ trust and unleashing the hunger that’s lived beneath his skin for years.
If Derek thought his cravings were intense before, he was wrong. Now, the need is all-consuming and staying away is impossible. His control is slipping and there’s no turning back.