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Kink: Shifted Sex, Monster Fucking, Knotting, Rough ———- Stiles: 18, Omega Fox (Intersex) Scott: 19, True Alpha Wolf ———-
August 11, 2015 1:10 AM "Stiles, come on... we just graduated," Scott said, lounging on the hood of Roscow as Stiles was reading out some of the anomalies and omens he thinks are the next threat coming to Beacon Hills.
"No, Scott... I can be away for six months again. The Ghost Riders were hell. You graduated, I dropped out," Stiles mumbled as he would have to retake senior years since he came back, but his grades didn't after the wild hunt came through the town.
"I still think your father is going to kill you," Scott said, picking some dirt from his fingernails.
"He has a GED, so he can't say anything about me getting one," He shrugged, "Here, look. 'Seven bodies found drained of their blood in San Bernardino," Stiles pointed out.
"Gross,"
"Vampires, Mandrugo, Jiangshi-" Stiles listed all the blood-sucking creatures he learned about in a bestiary.
"Your skin is so beautiful in the full moonlight," Scott said
"Asema, soucouyant...."
"Stiles," Scott told him, slowly closing his book.
"Scott! Take this seriously! You never believe me!" Stiles started to hyperventilate and tear up. Scott widened his eyes and hopped out of the car.
"Hey-" Scott quickly tried to hug him, but Stiles pushed at his chest.
"You didn't believe me about Theo, Ghost Rider's, Nogitsune-"
"Stiles..." Scott used his Alpha strength and growled for Stiles to listen to him. Stiles' eyes flashed orange as he looked down, and Scott rested his head on the fox's forehead. Scott hatted it when Stiles would get out of control. He would whimper and yip in pain because his shifting would make him shorter as his bones would shrink.
"It's okay, it's okay... don't cry, just focus on my voice," Scott said as Stiles gripped him and yelled in pain. This only made his panic attack worse. Scott sighed and did something that Lydia usually does. He leaned forward and kissed Stiles.
It didn't work immediately, but it did eventually. He whimpered as Scott continued to kiss him. Scot sighed in relief as Stiles stopped whimpering and kissed him back.
