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The Nogitsune wants to mess with Derek, but it may well be what frees Stiles.
excerpt:
“Please.” The fox pushes quickly away from the wall, striding closer. Derek’s hands clench at his sides and he has to fight not to grin at the wolf’s discomfort. “Please… Help me,” he begs, his steps lead him within a foot of the wolf, close enough to touch if he reached out. He doesn’t. Stiles wouldn’t.Derek reacts with blinding speed. Between one breath and the next the wolf has a clawed hand around his throat and his back is slammed against the stone wall behind him. Eyes alight with amusement as he stares back at Derek, who is now snarling around dropped fangs. “You’re not Stiles. What the fuck do you want?”
Aside from the snicker that escapes him, the fox doesn’t move a muscle, allowing himself to become completely pliant under Derek’s large hand. “To talk. To play a game.”
Derek’s lip curls in a sneer. “I don’t want to play with you,” he bites back.
“No. No, you want to play with Stiles. You want to do so much with Stiles.” The fox smiles gleefully.
Bookmarked by blvd28
22 Jun 2025
