"No, probably not," Stiles murmurs after pulling back, something he was reluctant to do. "But I think we both know that I do a lot of things I shouldn't." There's a sly grin on his face as he leans in for another kiss, this one brief. Because they are standing in the middle of the sidewalk and anyone he knows - who knows his father, the Sheriff - could see them.
And while he doesn't care, the state of California does and the last thing he wants to do is get Derek in trouble for real. His hand slide from their perch around the man's neck down along his shoulders and over his chest, just because he can, before they settle at his waist.
He thumbs Derek's shirt as he ducks his head a little, somewhat shy despite the liplock they'd been buried in before. "But I want to anyway," he says, then clarifies, "get involved with you. I'm not- I know a lot of people see me as just a kid, probably you, too. But I'm not. We don't go through what we have the past year and come out the same as we went in."
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Date: 2013-08-24 09:36 pm (UTC)And while he doesn't care, the state of California does and the last thing he wants to do is get Derek in trouble for real. His hand slide from their perch around the man's neck down along his shoulders and over his chest, just because he can, before they settle at his waist.
He thumbs Derek's shirt as he ducks his head a little, somewhat shy despite the liplock they'd been buried in before. "But I want to anyway," he says, then clarifies, "get involved with you. I'm not- I know a lot of people see me as just a kid, probably you, too. But I'm not. We don't go through what we have the past year and come out the same as we went in."