"Hey, it's okay." He reaches up and cups his cheek, thumbing at his chin. "I'll tell you, if I ever need it again."
The urge to pull him into a kiss nearly overwhelms him so he pulls him down to rest against his shoulder again, spreading his legs so Stiles slots between them and sprawls across his bare chest. "I'm not going anywhere without you."
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The urge to pull him into a kiss nearly overwhelms him so he pulls him down to rest against his shoulder again, spreading his legs so Stiles slots between them and sprawls across his bare chest. "I'm not going anywhere without you."