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Feb. 14th, 2014 01:47 amDerek has never given much thought to Valentine's Day, for obvious reasons. It's always been kind of a nuisance to Derek, just a day drowned in the overwhelming scents of sugar and flowers, arousal and excitement. It's usually easy to ignore.
But now things are different. Derek has someone to go home to. Not to mention that it's the full moon.
His senses are already on high alert due to the moon's closeness, and all day he's been surrounded by horny, happy people. It's impossible for Derek not to feed off of all the energy, and all he wants is to be near Stiles.
His valentine. God, how is this is life?
He has no idea how big of a deal to make this, so he swings by the grocery store and gets Stiles a few bags of Reese's hearts and a silly little card. The present that Derek planned on giving him for Christmas wasn't ready in time, and it's been sitting in his sock drawer for a bit, so he can give him that too. It's sappy enough.
Stiles is moving around inside the apartment when Derek gets home and he has to adjust himself before going inside, because he's been half-hard and horny all afternoon and just the scent of Stiles is affecting him.
But it's okay. He can be good. Probably.
"Hey Stiles." Derek finds him on the couch and smiles at him, flushing slightly as he hands over the bag of Reese's hearts and leans over the back of the couch to kiss him on the cheek.
But now things are different. Derek has someone to go home to. Not to mention that it's the full moon.
His senses are already on high alert due to the moon's closeness, and all day he's been surrounded by horny, happy people. It's impossible for Derek not to feed off of all the energy, and all he wants is to be near Stiles.
His valentine. God, how is this is life?
He has no idea how big of a deal to make this, so he swings by the grocery store and gets Stiles a few bags of Reese's hearts and a silly little card. The present that Derek planned on giving him for Christmas wasn't ready in time, and it's been sitting in his sock drawer for a bit, so he can give him that too. It's sappy enough.
Stiles is moving around inside the apartment when Derek gets home and he has to adjust himself before going inside, because he's been half-hard and horny all afternoon and just the scent of Stiles is affecting him.
But it's okay. He can be good. Probably.
"Hey Stiles." Derek finds him on the couch and smiles at him, flushing slightly as he hands over the bag of Reese's hearts and leans over the back of the couch to kiss him on the cheek.
