RPS (Real People Slash) is a bit of a tricky thing for some people, but here on Team Sterek, we love LOVE!
Title: Just A Kiss (3780 words) by raisesomehale
Rating: Not Rated
Summary: When the blindfold finally relents and Dylan is able to pull it away from his face, the first thing he notices is that his kissing-buddy is a dude. The second thing he notices, is that said dude is well, and thoroughly built. Definitely has a few more corn on the cobs to go before he has to start worrying about losing teeth. Speaking of teeth, this guys happen to remind him of those of a bunny.
“Dyl, we can’t just stay in bed all day.”
“I don’t see why not,” he said, finally opening his eyes and seeing Tyler smiling at him. He couldn’t remember the last time Tyler didn’t smile at him. It was like no matter what he did, it would always be good enough for Hoechlin. “There are lots of things you can do in bed.”
Boat video 2.0. They want to give their fans the right motivation to vote.
If he didn’t think something was wrong before, Dylan knows it is the moment he steps into the bedroom and sees a Tyler sized lump curled beneath the covers at the center of the bed.
And if Tyler had wanted to listen to logic, he wouldn’t be talking to Dylan. He slumps back against the couch cushions grumpily and points out, “Okay, except in Derek Hale’s land of misery and man-pain, you’re pretty much his best friend.”
Dylan does an odd giggle-snort thing and knocks a fist into Tyler’s knee. It makes his skin tingle. “You are buying what the fandom is selling you and that shit is cut with battery acid, dude.”
Tyler glares at him, because Dylan should be as upset and out of touch with reality as Tyler is. Whatever it takes to get them together at the same time on the same set for more than six seconds is worth whatever leaps of illogic are required. He will make this point if it kills him.