Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf, nor am I making ant profit from this.
Author Note: I honesty don't know what I did here. I don't even watch Teen Wolf! Haven't seen even a single episode of the series. I blame Tumblr. Anyway, here's a little drabble on Steter. Enjoy.
Peter thinks as he marks Stiles' neck, as though it's a blank canvas and he is a toddler with finger paint. He thinks and regrets, just for a moment, that he is no longer an Alpha. That he can no longer turn Stiles. But then he hears Stiles' moaning and stuttered breath, and no longer regrets, for he is too busy making Stiles moan again, lose his breath again, scream Peter's name again.
So, Peter thinks, afterwards as he holds Stiles' spent and rested, though not still, never still, body close. He can't turn Stiles anymore, but, that's fine, cause with Stiles as human, the marks that Peter leaves on his body create a beautiful symphony of colors. A symphony that Stiles grumbles about, scolds Peter about, but is proud and a little happy about (not that Stiles will tell Peter that; Peter knows though) and doesn't hide. Never hides.
Peter decides that thinking is over rated anyway; at least when it comes to his and Stiles relationship.
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