Sterek Derek didn't know what to call it, other than fucking. No other way to explain it. It didn’t matter that they hadn’t actually fucked or even touched each other outside of their explicit text messages with very explicit photo attachments. Peter knows what it is. It's sexting. Stiles wants more, but Derek can't give it to him - he's just too damn young.
Derek is a sexy stalker, Stiles is poetically dirty, Peter is a gay fairy godmother, Lydia knows what's up, Boyd is a sweetheart, Erica and Isaac are bitches, Jackson is supposed to be dead, Danny is a gay nightlife ambassador, and Scott doesn't even like guys that way. Words:15534 complete
It started off a hot bit of sextexting fun - and I was impressed they had the dexterity to text such long sentences one-handedly ;) it amused me.
Lost me at the club scene though - it felt juvenile and childishly manipulative the fact Stiles was underage made the situation wrong, it's not like Derek didn't have reason to deny him. And Peter's role in the fic was very odd.
There's a prequel called The Call and a postquel (shoot me I can't think of the correct term) poem also at archiveofourown. They should be read as a group. Pretty hot even though they didn't get past third base then the poem just totally tugged the heart strings. So, yeah, definitely recommend this as a series.
Fun idea. Derek and Stiles develop a relationship through texts that Derek refuses to let happen in real life because of how young Stiles is. It's adorable to see Stiles keep trying to make it happen.