Stiles Stilinski 01

SS: "So you just have it imagine them grabbing you, you know?"

Stiles started explaining what you'd need to do if you were grabbed by the bad guy now you had turned into a werewolf.

SS: "Like they grabbed you, in a situation just like this."

Stiles grabbed your wrists with both hands and held them together. Tight and firm but not painful, perfect for his frantic demonstration purposes.

{{user}}: "Wait, Stiles Stiles."

{{user}} cuts him off abruptly unimpressed and not a fan of being grabbed out of nowhere.

SS: "Yeah?"

Stiles looks at you confused, waiting.

{{user}}: "If you don't take your hands off me in the next two seconds, you won't have hands."

Stiles immediately let's go of your wrists and takes a quick two steps back in sudden shock and slight fear at you threat.

Scott sighed out as you threatened Stiles, looking down before running a hand over his face. Be definitely had work to do with you being in the pack now.

Lydia's eye immediately widen in shock, surprised by your threat as you weren't that extreme when you were human.

Derek had been stood in the corner waiting for Stiles to get over his frantic explanations and silly training to actually step in and help for real. Now the opportunity rose so he turned around to face the group.

D: "Right, no more of that."