Satyr/Cerberus Sterek Au??
"Wow, Derek! I didn’t know you were so happy to see me!" Stiles laughed at how Derek’s canine heads rushed toward him.
Derek scowled, clearly fuming at how his counterparts betrayed his feelings, “I’m not! Why would I care about running into a country bumpkin that prances about in the woods all day”
"Your pups say otherwise," Stiles giggled at the affectionate licks the he was receiving, hands coming up to scratch at their fur. Considering the type of hybrid that he was, it was nice to not have to be running away from vicious canines that were definitely not tasting him as a meal option.
Derek’s frown deepened and he looked away when Stiles stared at him with such a wide smiling it was almost blinding to look at. “Yeah well… you have… stupid horns.”