play dirty

Stiles slams the knife into the kitchen counter, feeling a small sense of relief when it sinks into the marble without any resistance. “You don’t wanna get close to me while I’m handling something sharp.” His nogitsune is a fickle beast, but Theo keeps pushing and pushing it. He doesn’t care about the consequences. He wants Stiles to snap.Unsurprisingly, Theo is amused by his threat. He chuckles and wraps his arms around Stiles’ waist, kissing a line from his shoulder to his neck to right behind his ear. “I thought you aren’t jealous?” he whispers, biting his earlobe as if they aren’t in the middle of a brewing argument. This is all fun and games for him.