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"So, big man," Stiles continued, "ready to take one for the team?" His fingers trailed along Derek's chiseled abs, sending shivers down his spine. "Or do I need to whip you into shape first?"
Derek swallowed hard, his gaze flickering between Stiles' smug smile and the bulge growing in his pants. Fuck, he was getting hard, and he hated it. Hated everything about this situation. But there was no denying the electricity arcing between them.
"I'm not sure I wanna be your bitch, Stiles," he growled, trying to sound tough despite the tremor in his voice. "But I know for damn sure I don't want to be your fucking toy. So, make it quick and painless."