Alright, here it goes. Please review if you have anything to say at all. I could use a little constructive critisism. Constructive meaning delivered in a nice way.
"Let me out," Scott said, looking up at Stiles with a face full of remorse. "I'm sorry, it wasn't me!"
Stiles ran a hand through his own hair, sighing. "Why'd you kiss her, dude? You know i like her." Scott blanched, looking at his best friend with regret and something else in his eyes.
Fuck... what did I want to do? Damn Lydia. Treating Stiles like garbage but being just nice enough to keep him under her thumb. And damn Stiles for letting her. He growled in frustration. "I wanted to.." he trailed off. Stiles glared down at him. "I was so mad at both of you," he explained.
"And!" Stiles demanded.
"I wanted to make you jealous.." the werewolf sighed under his breath as he slumped to the ground, his head in his hands. "I've had a crush on you for the past year and when i saw you looking at Lydia, despite the way she treats you, plus the full moon..."
He looked up to see Stiles sitting on the bed, staring off into space. Great, Scott thought, now he hates me. He reached out with his free hand and punched the wall, his fist going straight through. "Uncuff me," he said through gritted teeth, "and i'll go. You'll never have to see my pathetic ass again." Stiles stood up wordlessly, produced the key and uncuffed him. The wolf tried to storm past him, but was stopped by Stiles' arm.
"You don't have to go." Scott looked up, bewildered, and was met by Stiles' soft lips. He enjoyed the sensation for a few seconds, treasuring the delicious taste of Stiles on his lips, then stepped back. "I don't understand," he said. "I thought you loved Lydia." "So did I, but whenever I see you kissing Allison, I get this bad feeling. I thought it was just annoyance, but I realized how jealous I was cause you weren't spending time with me anymore."
Scott smiled. "You were jealous of me?"
"Yeah." Stiles blushed. "I just never knew how much I liked you till after you started dating Allison."
Scott smirked and moved forward, closing the already short distance between him and Stiles, inulging in his scent. It was a mixture of body spray, sweat, and a scent that was uniquely Stiles. "Mmm.." He nuzzled his way into Stiles' neck. "You smell so GOOD." Stiles sighed and wrapped his arms around Scott's strong back. Scott moved away from Stiles' neck, capturing his mouth in a mind-shattering kiss. As they made their way over to the bed,Stiles moaned into him, loving how strong Scott's arms felt around his waist, and tightened his arms around his neck, pulling them ever closer. Scott licked his lips, smirking as his new partner's lips immediately responded. Their tongues fought for dominance, Scott's winning out. A minute more of bliss passed before they finally broke for air, Stiles bringing his head down to rest on Scott's chest, listening to his heartbeat slow down.
"I should probably go." Stiles' head whipped up at him in alarm. "Oh shit, i'm a terrible kisser right?"
"Of course not! That was the best kiss i've ever had." Stiles grinned, nuzzling into Scott's warmth. "Then stay!"
"Stiles, I can't, full moon tonight and I can NOT risk hurting you." "But," he grinned, "tomorrow morning," *kiss* "i'll be here" *suck* "to walk you to school." Stiles giggled, "Fine." "Hurry up before I change my mind."
Scott scoffed "Like I need your permission." He sat up, bringing Stiles with him. "Stiles, let go!"
"You should've gone before i changed my mind, mister I Dont Need Your Permission!" "Stiles, please," Scott frowned, "I really have to go." Stiles untangled himself. "I know." He stood and watched him wave as he climbed out the window. Bye.
Sorry, i know it's not that great, but if you like it i'll write another chapter.
Thanks for reading
-Sigil