For llassah, for the tfln prompt
(303): apparently while i was high i thought that putting a dinosaur temporary tattoo on my inner thigh would keep me from taking my pants off and having sex with him…
(303): …it didn’t…
Stiles knows that having sex with Derek is a bad idea. He knows it in his bones.
“Yeah,” Scott says. “It makes both of you all weird and moody.”
“So a normal day for Derek,” Stiles says.
“No,” Scott says. “I can tell the difference. We have a connection. We’re brothers.”
“You hated him like, all first semester,” Stiles scoffs. He steals the joint from Scott’s lax fingertips and sucks it in, exhaling carefully out of Scott’s window, lips mashed up against the screen. They’re a little numb and he gets lost for a second, smushing his face like a pancake.