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Fools Rush In (Teen Wolf, Peter/Stiles)



Fools Rush In (2144 words) by gryvon
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe – Werewolves Are Known, Werewolf Courting, Mates
Summary: Peter opens the door to the cottage, a greeting ready on his lips and freezes. His nostrils flare as a strange scent hits him right in the gut, the smell as solid as a punch to the stomach. He almost flinches from the force of it. The scent is complex, something like honey and cedar and the burnt ozone left behind after a lightning strike.

He finds the source of the smell in the den. There’s a stranger—several, actually—sitting in front of the fireplace, talking animatedly with large hand motions. Peter drops to one knee in front of the young man who is the source of the scent and all of Peter’s instincts scream at him mate-claim-mine.

“What’s your name?” Peter asks.

“Stiles.”

Peter opens the door to the cottage, a greeting ready on his lips and freezes. His nostrils flare as a strange scent hits him right in the gut, the smell as solid as a punch to the stomach. He almost flinches from the force of it. The scent is complex, something like honey and cedar and the burnt ozone left behind after a lightning strike. Talia is saying something but Peter doesn’t even register her voice.

He drops his luggage and bags of Christmas presents in the doorway and stalks forward into the house, tracing that delectable smell. Talia calls after him, but he ignores her.

He finds the source of the smell in the den. There’s a stranger—several, actually—sitting in front of the fireplace, talking animatedly with large hand motions. Cora looks up from where she’s seated on the floor with the others, and oh, yes, Talia had mentioned Cora would be bringing some of her friends from Berkley who had never seen snow. The group falls silent as Peter walks right through their circle. Peter drops to one knee in front of the young man who is the source of the scent and all of Peter’s instincts scream at him mate-claim-mine.

He reaches forward slowly, giving the man time to react or pull away. The man gapes, pretty, plump lips hanging open as Peter takes his right wrist in a loose grip and brings it up toward his mouth. Peter lets his eyes shine blue, letting only that small bit of his wolf through before he kisses the man’s pale wrist.

There’s a spark of surprise in the man’s doe-like brown eyes, a startlement that makes Peter’s inner wolf think of prey and chase and hunt.

“What’s your name?” Peter asks.

“Stiles.”

Peter stands, regarding Stiles for a moment longer. An audience has gathered, his family and their guests drawn in from other parts of the house. One of the other college kids starts asking questions but Peter is already moving, shedding clothing as he leaves the house.

He has work to do, work that requires four paws and fur and teeth. Amelia opens the sliding glass door for him as he bounds out onto the back porch. She shouts encouragement after him and he grins as he disappears into the forest.

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