It was late and you were exhausted. The day had been long and you had two exams you crammed all week for. There was a party going on that Lydia had invited you to, everyone would be there. But you just wanted to sleep.
The house was quiet since your parents had gone to the Bahamas. You would have loved being in the tropical weather, but being with your parents would have been a drag.
Curled up in bed you were just about to drift off to sleep when the doorbell rang. Strange. All of the lights were off in the house, who the hell would come here this late?
You get out of bed, a little nervous at answering the door. You take your cell phone with you in one hand and keep it ready in case you need to call the police.
Walking down the stairs you hear the doorbell ring again. Does it sound even louder? Too nervous from being home alone, in the dark.
Making your way to the door your heart is pounding, fearing that someone is about to break down the door at any minute and kill you. You take a deep breath and look through the peep hole and see...Stiles?
A huge sigh of relief escapes you and you open the door, smiling.
"Stiles! What are you doing here? Is everything ok?"
"Hey there." he smiled back at you "Yeah everything's fine. I just...wanted to come see you."
"Well...it's kind of late. But come on in." you open the door wider and allow him to walk past you. "I'm surprised you're not at the party with everyone else."
"Eh, parties can be so boring. I've been to enough of them. Tonight I want to be here with you."
For a minute you held your breath. That's all you'd ever wanted to hear from him. You'd been in love with him for years. But he always had that thing for Lydia. Even when he'd hook up with other girls, you know that it would always be Lydia. And so you sat and watched from the sidelines for years while he pined away for Lydia, never revealing your feelings to him or to anyone else.
"Besides" he brought you out of your thoughts "don't we have some test to study for?"
"Err...for Mr. Simms' class? Didn't you guys take that today, too?" you're confused.
"No uh, …...he went home sick so they postponed it until Monday." he looked at you.
"Funny...Scott didn't mention that. Well I could help you study for a little while if you want." you replied.
"Yeah that'd be great." he smiled.
You lead him up to your room where you have your books in a neat pile on your desk.
"Ok, so …...history it is." you sit down at your desk and open the book. You glance at it for a moment before looking back up and see Stiles sitting on your bed. Trying to stop yourself from thinking anything more than 'friendship' at the moment you notice is face.
"Stiles...are you alright? You look a little...tired." you ask.
"Yeah just a lot of stress lately, I guess. Tests and everything else going on."
You frown but continue flipping through the book anyway. You find the chapter that the test was on and are just about to start reading from it when you notice some quick movement out of the corner of your eye. You look up and he's standing right in front of you.
"Everything ok?" you ask again.
"Do you always wear that to bed?"
You hadn't even noticed that you were still in your pajamas. Not like you were expecting guests.
"Oh, uhm...yeah I do, actually." you stammered, not sure why he brought it up.
"It's so...thin. And short." he moved closer, playing with the strap on your shoulder. "You can almost see right through it."
"I uhh...I can change if it's making you uncomfortable or something." you begin to get up but he quickly grabs you by the wrist.
"No...don't." he pulls you closer to him "I like it."
"Stiles?" your heart is beating out of your chest and you're so confused but you don't want to stop him.
"Shhhhh" he whispers in your ear and then suddenly his lips crash into yours and his hands grab both of your hips.
You moan into his mouth, not believing what's happening and trying to process it but all you feel is him pressing his body closer and closer to yours.
He breaks the kiss and yanks you by the wrist again, a little forceful but you like it. He pulls you over to the bed and shoves you down, crawling on top of you and kisses you again. His hands are hiking up your pajamas, grabbing your ass and another moan escapes your lips.
He breaks the kiss and chuckles at you "I love those sounds. Let's see what else I can make you do." he has a devilish grin on his face.
Another minute of fondling and kissing and he's tugging your clothes right off of you, and quickly follows suit with your underwear.
"My my...look what you've been hiding from me" he slides his hand from your chin down your breasts and stomach while you whimper under his touch.
This seemed so unlike him. You wonder for a minute if maybe you had actually fallen asleep and that all of this was a dream, but at the moment you don't care if it is, you just don't want it to stop. So you tell him that.
"I wasn't planning on it" he begins kissing in the same path his hand just slid down.
Unable to take it anymore, you reach for him and pull his shirt off, then his pants and his boxers.
"Like what you see?" he asks, his voice is husky.
"Definitely" you reply to him.
He crawls back up to your face, kissing you forcefully while his hand again slides down. This time past your stomach and finally to your clit where he begins rubbing, first slowly and then picking up the pace.
Breaking the kiss, you gasp in surprise at just how amazing it feels to have him touching you.
"Oh god" you moan as he picks up speed. His fingers find their way even lower and he circles your entrance with two of them.
"So wet for me already...mmhhhh that's what I like." his lips brush against your ear as he says it to you. He finally slides two fingers in and pumps a few times, and then finally finds that spot inside you that makes you scream out.
"God I love the noises you make" he tells you as he pulls his fingers out.
You whimper at the loss but it's quickly replaced by him pushing his hardness into you and you both groan as he manages to slide all the way in quickly.
He doesn't move for a few seconds, which for you feels like forever.
"God Stiles, please move!" you beg him and buck your hips to try and get him to move.
"Fuck you're so tight..." he moans as you move and he begins to pump in and out of you.
For a few minutes it's slow and steady but then he pins your wrists down and snaps his hips forward.
"This what you want?" he asks and looks into your eyes "Me? Fucking you hard and fast?"
The words alone almost make you lose it but you manage to hold on and meet his eyes "fuck yes!" you cry out as he continues his pace.
He continues that way for another few minutes and then pulls out and flips you around.
"I want you on your knees." he tells you.
You don't argue with him, you love the way he's talking to you and taking control. This must be a dream because you know Stiles would never do this.
Again you are pulled from your thoughts as he enters you from behind, this time the angle deeper and you moan again and grab on to the pillow in front of you as he continues to pump in and out of you from behind.
You turn your head towards the mirror on your closet door and lock eyes with him as he pulls you up so you're kneeling, still keeping up his pace.
"I love watching myself fuck you." he growls into your ear.
You can't control the screams and moans anymore. Watching him fuck you through the mirror was incredibly sexy and you couldn't have been more turned on.
"All of those noises for me, goddamn." he smiles and nips at your ear.
His hand moves down towards your clit again and it's almost too much. His furious rubbing and pounding into you has you feeling so many things at once and you know you're close...so close.
"You're about to cum for me, aren't you?" he asks you.
"Ohmygod yes!" you manage to cry out.
"I want you screaming when you do. I want everyone to hear you, and know that I'm the one making you scream." he moans into your ear.
It only takes a few more thrusts from him before you finally reach your climax, and you are screaming out as your body shudders while he holds you tight. In the middle of your climax you hear him grunt and moan out as he reaches his, grabbing you even tighter and riding it out.
You both collapse on the bed, breathing heavy and smiling.
"Wow." you breathe out "I'm glad I didn't wake up."
"What do you mean?" he looks over at you.
"This has to be a dream." you look back at him and let out a small laugh.
"Because you think that's the only way I'd sleep with you?" he isn't laughing.
"Uhhh..." you're not sure how to answer that.
"Huh. Too bad. I thought I was pretty damn convincing." and then you see the look on his face...something you've never seen before. He looks almost...evil?
"Stiles? What are you..." is the last thing you get out before blackness takes over you.
You actually wake up before you even open your eyes, but every muscle in your body aches and you don't want to move just yet. You remember last night...or whatever that dream was and you want to go back there. Except for that ending. What was that about?
Ready to finally move you try and stretch but you realize you're stuck. Your eyes snap open but it's still pretty dark, and you're sure you're not at home. Though...you're not sure WHERE it is you are. Looks like maybe a basement of some sort? It's dark and damp with no windows anywhere.
"Hey...you're awake! Are you ok?" you hear a voice next to you. Slowly turning your head, you see Scott's features come into focus.
"Scott?" you ask "What the hell?"
"She's ok, you guys! So we're all ok. We just...need to figure a way out of here."
You scan the room and try and see who he's talking to and you realize that you're not the only two down there. You see Allison, Scott, Issac, Derek, and then Stiles all chained up like you are.
"Stiles? What's going on?" you try and move closer but are caught by the chains.
"I have no clue. Last thing I remember is being at that party. That's what we all remember."
"What's the last thing you remember?" Scott asked.
"Uhh..." confusion was flooding your thoughts but you finally respond "I was at home. Stiles showed up though and we, uhm..." you weren't exactly sure how to continue with that sentence "we studied for Mr. Simms' test."
"I already took that test. And I never went to your house. Wait...son of of a bitch." he tried moving closer but couldn't get far.
"What exactly happened when you thought I was there?" he asked, his face serious.
"Stiles...come on! You were there!" what the hell was going on? Why was he acting this way? Why were we all here? Was THIS a dream?
"Actually..." a set of doors at the other end of the room opened. Light flooded in but quickly disappeared as the doors shut behind the figure that stepped inside. "He wasn't with you last night. That was all me."
Your eyes focus again and you see Stiles standing there. You look to your left and see...Stiles...still chained up.
"What the fuck?" the words escaped your mouth before you could even try and stop them.
"He's the Nogitsune." Derek finally said.
"Ahh yes, a cookie for the pretty wolf over there." the Stiles who was standing in front of you now replied, a playful smirk on his face.
"What?" you shrieked out.
"We found out last night at the party." Derek replied "He's taken on the form of Stiles..."
"So...wait..." you couldn't process anything right now.
"Yep. He's right. Been feeding off Stiles over there for weeks. Haven't you wondered why he's been looking like such shit lately?" he grabbed the chains you were attached to and tugged just slightly. "I'm almost done with him. Then it's no more Stiles, and all me." he smiled.
"So..you came to my house last night?" you ask, beginning to put the pieces together.
"Yep. Again...that was all me." he tugged again, now making you two about a foot apart from each other.
"What did you do to her?" Stiles' voice was serious.
"Everything you wouldn't." the Nogitsune growled, finally pulling you flush to his body.
"N-nothing." you stammered, trying to ignore what he just told everyone.
"Ohhhhhh I wouldn't call that nothing, sweetheart." he grabbed onto your hips and pushed them against his, so you could feel how hard he was. "All those noises you made for me...mmhhhhh..." his face was right in front of yours, breathing the words out heavily.
"Stop, please!" you beg him.
"That's not what you were saying last night. Sweetheart, you could give porn stars a run for their money with your moves and those sounds you make." he was inhaling your scent and running his hand through your hair.
A whimper escapes your lips and you begin to tremble, but you manage to look him in the eye as he crashes his lips against yours.
You glance away and notice the others all staring with their eyes and mouths wide. Stiles is the only one who doesn't have that look on his face...his face is filled with anger.
"What the fuck did you do to her!?" he yells out.
Nogitsune ignores him and pulls your face back so you look him in the eye again. "I've been alive for 1,000 years and you...you're definitely in my top 3 I've ever had. That's a pretty big feat, wouldn't you say?"
From behind you you hear growling and glance again back at all of your friends watching. Scott, Derek, and Issac's eyes are glowing and their features have turned into their wolf selves.
"I swear we'll kill you!" Scott begins yanking on the chains, trying to find a weak spot.
"Yeah you might find a way someday. But until then...she comes with me." the Nogitsune grabs your hands and yanks the chains from them.
"Why?" you ask, terrified of going with him, hoping to stall enough so that Scott finally frees himself.
"Why not? I'm the Nogitsune. I can to whatever the hell I want." he replies.
"Why me?" you plead, listening to Issac and Derek now joining in at yanking their chains along with Scott.
"It was so easy. Besides, I look like the guy you're in love with...you can just pretend if you need to."
You're too afraid to look back and see the look on Stiles' face. You never planned on telling him, and now the secret was out. How could you ever look at him again? Maybe you should just go with the Nogitsune. You could never face any of them again...not after they knew what happened.
"Now...let's go. There's a lot more I want to do to you." he yanks your hand so you have to follow him.
The door is so close, and your friends seem so far away. How can you even get out of this? Your thoughts are interrupted by the sounds of chains breaking behind you.
"Shit!" the Nogitsune comes to a halt "They're stronger than I thought."