So they can always have dinner later. Sam deepens the kiss, kissing along his jaw and down his neck, tasting his skin. His. Stiles was going to be his. The normal life he'd always wanted, always prayed for, he was going to share with the young man he loved more than his own life.
"We can do it however you want. I think if we team Scott and Dean up we're going to be doomed."
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Date: 2012-10-19 12:39 pm (UTC)"We can do it however you want. I think if we team Scott and Dean up we're going to be doomed."