Stiles just stares for a moment, arms wrapped around himself as he thinks
about it. He gets into the water in a slightly more controlled way,
sitting down on the edge of the pool and easing himself down into the
water. It's warmer than he's expecting and he lets out a long, low breath
that's dangerously close to a groan.
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Of course. Jesus.
Okay.
Stiles just stares for a moment, arms wrapped around himself as he thinks about it. He gets into the water in a slightly more controlled way, sitting down on the edge of the pool and easing himself down into the water. It's warmer than he's expecting and he lets out a long, low breath that's dangerously close to a groan.