Sterek “Not the point,” Stiles says. “The point is - actual faeries. Tall, creepy, pale, fake pretty, you-better-have-some-cold-iron-handy faeries! I mean, what the hell, man, what the hell.” Words:6986 complete
This fuck or die situation is caused by faeries this time . But too much crap in this, and denial of feelings, still no tension, just not engaged by this fic. Both feel OOC for me in this and in the author's other works, both were so spot on!
Love this author's other works and recommend Work in Progress and Safe Space. This series though is just not my thing.
This time, it's faeries, and they do something to Stiles that makes Derek want to just MOUNT him, like a dog (Derek's words, not mine). They manage to keep it to a really hot BJ though (rats!), and then Stiles uses his (and Lydia's) big brain to save the day in the end.
Good variety in the sexual acts, makes sure the series won't get repetitive. I like that they're still just friends even though for a split second they both may have thought, "maybe."