Derek:
Baby
Stiles:
Derek, what are you doing?
Derek:
Texting my beautiful boyfriend, what does it look like?
Stiles:
Dude, we're sitting in the same room
Derek:
I know
Stiles:
So why are you texting me?
Derek:
Do you want to know a secret?
Stiles:
Obviously
Derek:
You're so fucking hot right now
Stiles:
Are you seriously horny again?
Derek:
Maybe
Stiles:
Your heat is going to be the death of me
Derek:
So what do you say? Want to have a little bit of fun?
Stiles:
Derek, we're eating dinner. Can't you just, I don't know, wait?
Derek:
No
Stiles:
I bet everyone from the pack can smell your boner right now
Derek:
I don't care. Everyone here already knows that your mine and that I'm fucking you
Stiles:
I know. Please don't remind me. It's already awkward enough
Derek:
For the love of god, could you possibly eat a little bit faster?
Stiles:
You got no chill dude
Derek:
I want you. Now.
Stiles:
I have noticed, thank you very much
Derek:
Don't make me take you right here, right now
Stiles:
Oh my god! Not in front of the pack!
Derek:
I'm going to leave the table and then you have 5 minutes to get naked and be on the bed. How does that sound?
Stiles:
I haven't decided yet
Derek:
STILES
Stiles:
Okay fine, calm down sourwolf
{ I have no idea what this is but I guess you all understand what happened }
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You texted me first
FanfictionEver wonder how text messages between the pack would look like? Well, something like this This book contains a whole story with just text messages between the supernatural teenagers of Beacon Hills. Sciles? Scisaac? Sterek? Of course! A lot of dra...
