"Get off my tail."

"No! It’s so soft I want to cuddle it forever! I want to lay in your tail fur and snuggle it on cold, lonely nights as I curl up and watch movies and I would totally be careful not to spill any popcorn on your tail because washing you would mean wet dog smell and would mean I would take a break from cuddling this wonderfully soft and fuzzy fur!"

Derek narrowed his eyes, frowning at the boy who would not stop rubbing his cheek against his tail. It was almost cute… almost… but it was also irritating that Stiles would not let go of him and that his glaring was doing nothing. Derek growled in warning but Stiles only sobbed,

"I’ll never let go, Jack!"

"I will eat you."