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    Stiles is standing there in his uniform, hair long and hands behind his back. There’s a blush on his cheeks and he can barely look Derek in the eye.

    “Hey,” he whispers. He’s wearing the medal Derek had presented to him.

    Derek stares. He doesn’t think he’s breathing anymore.

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    Stiles is the soldier who saved Derek and brought him back home. He doesn't seem to care that Derek's a prince or that he's a little bit broken. Derek falls, quick and sure, but it's not easy knowing that Stiles will soon have to return to the war.

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    17 Feb 2018

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    Peter leaving left a hole in Chris's heart. Someone else steps up to fill it, but that doesn't stop the thoughts in Chris's head yearning for the past.

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    16 Feb 2018

  3. Public Bookmark 6

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    A pervy little universe where whatever I want happens and there's a lil bit of oddity all around. Think like, desperate housewives-esque but a lot more queer.

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    15 Feb 2018

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    Ever since he was eight years old, Stiles had been running. Fate decided it was time to stop.

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    15 Feb 2018

  5. Public Bookmark 41

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    "You need this.”

    It's very deliberately not a question, and it makes the melted muscles in his lower back tighten. The hand in his hair keeps his head on Peter's thigh. “Depends on what 'this’ you're talking about,” he hedges.

    Peter's fingers suddenly curl into a fist, dragging his head up and baring his throat. He can't help his moan, or the way he's half-hard in his pants. Peter's gaze slides, slow and predatory, up his throat to his face. “This. You need me to put you on your knees, or tie you down, spank you, make you submit.” Peter smirks, and it shouldn't be hot, but it is. “You think I can't recognize a submissive when I kiss one, sweetheart?”

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    14 Feb 2018