War amongst muggles

Chapter One: I Wanna Save You Stiles

It's started with a few virgin sacrifices and Stiles Stilinski became completely anxious in the lacrosse locker. Both Scott McCall and Isaac Lahey noticed their skinny friend being more paranoid then usual.

That night at the Stilinski house, "It's Stiles," Scott protests loudly, horrified.

"Scott," Isaac says, staying Scott's arms with his hands, "It's Stiles."

Scott stills abruptly, then slumps. "Oh god, Stiles is going to die. I can't let you die."

"We can't let him die." Isaac says, firmly.

Scott sighs with a small smirk.

"But - it's Scott," Stiles protests loudly, horrified. He's looking at Isaac in supplication, as if it hadn't been Isaac's idea in the first place.

"We can't let you die," Isaac says, gently.

"No?" Asks Stiles, licking his lips.

"No," says Scott.

"I could ask Danny again," Stiles suggests, without much hope.

"No." Whispers Scott, leaning in.

It's weird at first, soft lips and startled breath, but Stiles tastes exactly like he smiles - like pepperoni, like adderall, like home. It's Stiles. It's just Stiles. It's all Stiles. He pulls a hairs breath away, looks at stiles' eyes through the curtain of his lashes. Stiles leans forward slightly, eyes caught on his lips, looking lost in a way that Stiles never does. Scott surges forward, liking that look on his face, wanting him to be sure of Scott again, to know where they stand with each other.

Stiles is lax for a moment, then a soft noise escapes into Scott's mouth and suddenly Stiles is kisses back, long strong fingers bracketing Scott's face. Stiles' tongue finds his, questing, and it's stiles; stiles hand brushes over his ear as his eyes go golden yellow and cards decisively into his hair, and it's stiles. stiles looks at him with a flash of uncertainty as he with draws for long enough that Isaac pulls his head for him, and that's also stiles; Scott channels his reassurance and frustration into his hands, one tugging Stiles T-shirt up insistently and the other running over the planes of Stiles' back.

"Shirt,"says Isaac, and stiles laughs softly, raises his arms and keeps still for long enough that Isaac can get it off. Isaac tosses the shirt aside and bends over to kiss his upturned face, and Scott knows that stiles is thinking about spiderman right now, knows his own name.

If I get enough likes I'll type up the rest you'll love to see the new Stiles.

Hope you like its one of my faves to do and make people wonder