Easy as Pie

[Sterekdrabbles challenge for 01/07/19: “tempt, bloody, credit”]

On AO3.


“Derek! How old is this lemon meringue pie?” Stiles bellowed.

Derek entered the kitchen, the plate already at his nose-level.

“It’s old, Stiles. Throw it away.”

Stiles gasped. “That’s wasting food!”

“This isn’t food. It’s an archaeological artifact.”

A tug-of-war ensued, resulting in pie on the floor.

“Not so tempting now, is it,” Derek smirked.

“Five second rule!”

“Stiles! I credit you with sense enough not to eat garbage!”

“You eat steak so bloody rare it moos!”

In their tussling Stiles slipped in the dropped pie, taking down Derek with him.

“OK,” his pelvis grinding, “I don’t want pie anymore.”

Blood Hot

[Sterekdrabbles challenge for 01/07/19: “tempt, bloody, credit”]

On AO3.

“Not too cold for the undead to lurk tonight?” Breath smoked around the werewolf’s head.

“Vampire’s gotta eat.”

Tempted into temperatures low enough to freeze him solid, Stiles had tracked the richest scent, only to find its source sealed, the wound healed.

“You should see the other guy,” the werewolf laughed.

Bloody hunters! Stiles suffered his own, their stakes and crucifixes.

“You could spare me a drink,” he proposed, stiffening, and not in the good way. “You’ll never miss it.”

“True. What’s in it for me?”

“Fame as a credit to your kind?”

“Eeh…”

“My fangs retract too!”

“That’ll work.”