it was something about the way that stiles had called him an alpha that really got the other going. the corners of his lips snaking up into a devious smirk before he was closing the distance between them, pushing the other up against the wall. his lips had easily found the others, a very faint growl coming from him then. “say it again.” peter had managed to get out while his hands were pushing up on stiles’ shirt, referring to him calling him an alpha once again.
Stiles hadn’t been the same since the nogitsune, and he knew it. HE’d ventured close to darkness, seen the ash colored shades he was in and found a way out of it. He’d changed in a lot of ways, but also a big portion of him had decided to stop hiding the part of him that made him unique. He’d never seen in the same shades of black and white as Scott, and the nogitsune had proved that. So when he was drawn to Peter once again, he didn’t ignore it. And that was how he was pinned, practically purring at the way Peter manhandled him. “Fuck me like the alpha we both know you are. Be my alpha.” he half panted as he returned the kiss, reaching to wrap his arms around Peter’s neck.



