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“Oh, really?” Scott spit, striding over, face hardening to match his dilated eyes. He splayed his left hand over Stiles’ stomach and gripped his shoulder with the other, shoving him backward until his shoulder blades collided with the tawny-colored rock. “You mean that?”
The exterior of the rock was rough, and scraped against the bare skin of Stiles’ back, already flushed from the red-hot anger that had formed in his face and spread down the rest of his body. The sky blue towel that had been thrown over his shoulder slipped with the struggle and ended up tangled beneath their sneakers as Scott further invaded his space. His muscles were rigid with frustration, but he remained focused enough to track the movement of the other boy’s hand from his sternum to his hip. His breath stilled when Scott pressed into the bone visible there, eyes unflinching as they gazed into his.
“Answer me.”
Stiles broke his gaze, tilting his head to the side and feeling Scott’s warm, heaving breaths against his cheekbone. “I mean it.”