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As it was usual for them, Stiles didn't know who moved first, just that one moment they were sizing each other up, then they were kissing against the closed door of Stiles' hotel suite. They kissed desperately, trying to make up for lost time, trying to absorb as much of the other before they parted ways again.
[Or: Stiles and Derek are Friends Who Fuck. And oh, boy, do they have to be complicated about it]
