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Stiles has been acting suspicious. Ever since Scott and Kira got back from their two week honeymoon, Stiles has been spending far too much time with Scott, going into town or just talking in hushed voices in the kitchen, it's been bugging me but Kira tells me not to worry. Although I do. Kira is also starting to show now, ever so slightly though. However if she wears a loose top you can't see it but if she wears a something that hugs at her skin you can see it. I think it makes her incredibly happy if you can see it.
Today is the day where I have to attend the sex class with Hayden. Hayden, a 20 year old who hasn't had sex with her boyfriend in 4 months, going on 5. Am I excited? Secretly yes. Does Stiles want me to go? It's hard to tell, I think he secretly is looking forward with what I'll come home with but he isn't going to encourage me. As for Liam doesn't even know about Hayden going to this class, so all the pack knows except him.
As I dab my face with make-up and touch up my curls Stiles comes and sits on the bed, watching me. I turn to look at him and he chews his lip, a habit he does when he's anxious.
"Stiles?" I ask him, he looks up at me, his brows knitted together and a crease in his forehead.
"Yeah?"
"Is everything alright? You look...on edge." I enquire, I set my lipstick down and perch myself on the end of our bed, he finally meets my gaze and offers me a small smile
"Yeah, everything's cool. I was actually wondering if you wanted to go out tonight, for a meal?" Stiles asks. I study him carefully, we hardly ever eat out on random occasions we usually just buy take away if we can't be bothered to cook on a night, but those decisions are usually last minute. I decide to agree but not quite letting go why he might be anxious.
"Yeah, that sounds good," I tell him, throwing on my jacket as I can already feel the October cold slowly creeping into our apartment, "I'm going now, get ready to hear all about it!" I cheer as I peck his cheek. He rolls his eyes at me playfully and smiles.
"See you later." He tells me as I head out of the door.
"People are going to definitely think we're lesbians." I whisper to Hayden as they hand out leaflets and 'goody bags' which contains a pen, a wristband and an activity book which consists of word-searches on the reproductive organs and sex positions.
"No they won't. They'll think that one friend has an issue and the other friend is helping her out." Hayden whispers to me, she gives me a small smile then we both turn our attention to the woman who stand at one end among the circle of chairs that has couple after couple sat in them. Including me and Hayden.
"Okay, I just want to start off by saying my name is Josephine and me and my team spend our time researching sex," She begins, Josephine is about 40 years old and has grey streaks running through her brown hair, she wears an oversized cardigan that's tattered and teared. I think that maybe instead of spending all her free time researching sex she should be out shopping for more decent clothes.
"First of all we will be looking at why you think you and your partner aren't having the right amount of sex a couple should be having, and then we can work from there." Josephine says, her voice is soothing and hypnotising in a weird way.
She goes around the circle asking every couple why they aren't sexually active or why they aren't having sex as much as they like to be having. One couple, who look about 30, say it's hard to make the woman climax because his penis is small. Which I almost laugh at, and I try to be serious but I can't understand why people would be sharing this to a group of strangers. Another couple says because it gets boring just doing it in a bed. The others I don't remember and then it comes to Hayden and I, which I stay quiet for.
"If I'm honest I don't know why, I don't think its physical reasons but maybe emotional," She speaks, her voice gone a little squeaky, we're probably the youngest here, " Or maybe it's because we need to try something different." Hayden shrugs, although she tries to play it off cool her ears have got bright pink and the red is slowly creeping to her cheeks. The woman nods and makes a note as shes done with everyone else, and carries on to the next couple.
It takes twenty long minutes to get through the circle, and there is probably about twelve couples sat in this room, and they just all thought it was okay if they went into immense detail about it, when in fact it wasn't, it cringed me out. I thought about if me and Stiles ever got like that when we get old, although nothings official yet, I'd like to think I'm spending the rest of my life with him.
"Okay," Josephine chirps as she returns to her seat after waddling over to a table to retrieve a paper pack, she rests them on her laps and looks around at us. All the couples look so hopeful, like this woman's sex class may actually improve their sex life, a part of me feels bad for them.
"So we'll start with the basics, and a very common one, what sex positions you can try if your man has a small penis, however ladies it's proven that men with more girth can give you more pleasure.." She rambles on, her voice squeaky. I tune out on that one though, I don't need to know that to be honest, Stiles doesn't have a small penis. I almost smirk at the thought.
Josephine rambles on about different sex positions you can try and how they can benefit, then answers questions and hands out a pack of the information to those who want it. The women who put their hands up embarrass their men, they go red in the face and hang their head low as if to say "I definitely don't have a small penis".
She then goes onto how to 'spice' it up (her words not mine) in the bedroom. I halve pay attention to this, she says about eating things off of one another which personally I find damn right weird and how - if they were into it or willing to try it out of course- they could use sex toys at which point I put a hand over my mouth to conceal my smile.
"Okay, none of you requested this but I'm going to tell you how and where you can have sex around the house," She moves onto, that catches my attention, so I look up and meet her eye, of course i want to sleep with Stiles in different spots in our house other than our bed. "Okay so of course in your bedroom, this is the most comfortable place because of the bed however this could also be the reason why sex is boring for you. Believe it or not the second most common place is actually the laundry room, or if you don't have a laundry room where ever a dryer is in the house." She explains, I think for a moment what that would be like, our laundry room is pretty small because we only have a small apartment, but it would mean we would be more intimate.
"What the most recommended way is if you both lie atop the drys and washing machine whilst they are on cycle as this can contribute to a more powerful orgasm, however this is just an advantage to a woman, so if you didn't want to lie then have the woman sit on their with her legs spread apart for your partner to easily enter you. Also sitting that way helps with a clitoral orgasm," Josephine says, I see the looks on the women's faces and they look eager and delighted with what they could try out, I hope that I don't look the same. "Are there any questions?" She asks before she continues, the circle all shake their heads, I think we all secretly want to hear more.
Afterwards she spends the majority of the session telling us how the rest of our houses can be used for sex. The kitchen - which I thought was a bit obvious- you can just simply sit on the counter and do it that way, or sit with the fridge door open so that cool gives a nice sensations when you climax. Although I thought that one was a little weird. Then, of course, the bathroom. The classic shower sex that I'm sure everyone in the room was bound to have done, whether they were young or not it's definitely something you do in your teenage years. The next is the dinning room, which me and Stiles don't have because our table is in our kitchen, Josephine had said this was great for oral sex, if the woman was receiving then they lie on the table while your partner sits on a chair...and well takes it from there. After she told us about the living room, where you can either do it doggy style (which isn't mine and Stiles' thing so that bit was irreverent) or for deeper penetration lie down but stack pillows beneath your back side and go missionary.
Another one that catches my attention is in the 'home office' as she called it, although we don't have one I keep it in mind in case we ever do. Do the classic 'office sex' or use the chair and do it girl on top style. Lastly she talks about how to have sex on the stairs (which is disappointing seeming as we don't have any private ones. Josephine doesn't give a specific position because apparently most positions work if you can do it the right way, she says she finds it exciting so I take her word for it.
"Okay," Josephine says, eyes skimming her watch, "We have gone over time today, but I think we covered a lot, so as you exit please do take one of our magazines that give you many ways of how to have sex, our topic of the week is 'Deeper Penetration' so do read on that. I hope to see you all another time, and try to have sex!" She chimes, most people give her a friendly laugh and me and Hayden slowly get up and walk towards the door taking a magazine on the way.
We get into my car and Hayden looks at me blowing out a big breath that makes her bangs fly up momentarily, "Did you find that useful?" I ask her as I start up my car and pull away from the parking lot.
"Kind of, I just don't feel comfortable making a move on him..." Hayden trails off, she bites at her nails nervously and looks out the window.
"You know, what if the reason you haven't had sex in this long a time is because he doesn't want to make the move on you." I suggest, turning a corner down to her street.
"What if he's cheating?" She blurts out, my heart picks up speed because what if shes right? What if has someone else on the go and the reason why they aren't having sex is because he's fine doing some other girl and not Hayden? Then all of the pack will have to pick up the pieces. Sides will be took. It'll be Ross and Rachel all over again.
"Hayden, you know that's not true," I tell her as reassuringly as I can, she looks at me eyebrows raised and her brows drawn together in worry, "Look just go home and talk to him about it now, and then you'll make up and have sex. Make-up sex is the best." I tell her, I pull up outside the block of apartments where her and Liam live, and I take my hat off to them both, 20 years old and living together, independently.
"Yeah, you're probably right. Okay, thanks again for doing that with me, I owe you big time!"
"It's okay, I kinda enjoyed it," I laugh, "Text me about what happens, okay?" I tell her as she opens the door, she nods says goodbye and walks up to the door and lets herself in. I smile and hope that her and Liam are okay.
"Stiles?" I call down the hallway when I enter the door, after the class I'm feeling a little frisky and me and Stiles haven't had sex since we had that steamy hook-up at Scott and Kira's wedding, so it's been about two weeks. Two weeks is too long. Far too long for my sexual appetite.
I wander into our bedroom and dump my bag inside the closet, then go into the kitchen to find Stiles at the table with his head rested on both fists looking down at papers. About last week he finished his training to be a cop and hopefully, within the month, his dad can retire and he can take over. I know he's gotten a little stressed about it, but when he used to come home after training in a big clue hoodie that read 'trainee' just made me want to do things to him that I've never felt before.
"Hey, is everything alright?" I ask as I take a seat opposite him, he looks up from his work and nods, although the crease in his forehead tells me he's stress. I know that sex is an amazing stress reliever.
"Yeah, it's just I was given this case by my dad, and it looks...supernatural." Stiles sighs, he rubs at his head. My blood runs cold as I think about a supernatural creature running around the town, disrupting lives and having to get the pack involved, once again. I get up and stand behind him, and wrap my arms around his neck.
"Does it look dangerous?" I ask him, Stiles is quiet for a beat too long, which means that of course it is and Stiles wasn't quick enough to lie about it.
"But, it's early days I'm sure it can be stopped before it does serious damage." Stiles tells me, he puts a hand on mine and rubs a thumb over it. "How was that sex class thing?"
This perks my mood up, he moves away the paper, forgetting it for now. I take the seat next to him, I smirk slightly and he rolls his eyes playfully.
"It was surprisingly good," I tell him, he nods and laughs, "You wouldn't believe where you can have sex too..." I tell him, he looks at me eyebrows raised, so I give him a cheeky grin and slowly walk to the laundry room, making the toes of my feet drag along the hard flooring. I reach it and when I don't hear his footsteps, I quickly ditch my clothes, but keep my underwear on. Red and black lace Victoria Secret two piece set, sure the price was a little expensive, but it's worth it. I throw my worn clothes inside the washer and put on any wash, as long as the cycle starts. So I lean against the washer and wait for Stiles, I hear the chair in the kitchen scratch against the floor and I smile to myself. I hear his feet slap against the floor and I smile coyly to myself. I feel the washer begin to rumble to life.
Stiles' head peeps around the corner and he has this sexy, lopsided grin on his face.
"The shit you make me do, Lyds." Stiles laughs as he enters the room. I stand with one hand loosely on my hip, the other hangs by my side and I shrug a shoulder at Stiles.
"So, what's the deal with doing it in this room?" He asks me as he nears, he rests his hands on my hips and pulls me into him.
I bunch up his shirt in my fists and pull him close to me so I can reach his ear, "Clitoral orgasm," I whisper in my best seductive voice I can muster.
"And I don't give you that?" Stiles jokes, his breath warm against my neck, I peck his neck lightly. If the truth be told he does give me that, he'll always make sure I come when we have sex, I think that's why I like it so much.
"You give me more." I whisper back to him, he sighs into my ear and our lips connect. My hand cradles the back of his neck and his tongue licks the seam of my lips, I openly accept his tongue and pull him closer to me, his shirt still bunched carelessly in my fists. I unbutton his shirt as quickly as I can and throw it on the floor once it's off, and I blindly reach a hand down to unbuckle his belt. His trousers fall to the floor and I step back so he can step out of them.
My hands roams his toned torso. His muscles contract underneath my touch, almost causing me to smile and ruin the kiss.
"So how do we actually do this?" Stiles asks, he pulls away only just so he can say it, his lips brushing mine when he speaks.
"You better be able to hold out," I tell him, he draws back slightly and arches an eyebrow. "You'll be standing." I wink at him and he's searing me with another kiss again. He easily lifts me onto the washer, without breaking our kiss and I can feel his arousal against my leg.
My hands slide his t-shirt towards his chin and we part, momentarily so that I can remove it. His large hand is gripping my thigh and spreading them apart so that he can stand between them. The vibrations from the machinery makes a warmth spread through me and make tension build in the low of my belly, I sigh against his lips.
Stiles, carefully removes my panties and unclasps my bra and gently slides the straps down my arms as it falls to the ground. He cups one of my breasts and with Stiles squeezing at it and the vibrations from beneath are making it hard to keep myself together.
I catch his lips with mine and he nudges his tongue into my mouth, licking the roof of it and the seam of my lips.
"Stiles," I sigh, he smiles against my mouth, "What?"
"You're so beautiful," He whispers, my heart swells because of the randomness, and the way his eyes dance over my body makes my heart hammer, "Espically when you're all hot, and when you're moaning my name," He continues, his forehead resting against mine. "It makes me want to spend the rest of my life with you."
I pull back, shocked at his declaration. Was he...?
"I mean I'm not- It's not like-" He rushes to get out, part of me is relived that he isn't propsoing, part of me is deflated that he wasn't in fact propsing.
"It's okay," I breathe, he looks at me eyebrows raised, I don't want to ruin this moment between us so I smile, to convince him. "I love you too." I finish, he smiles and kisses me again, although something twists in my chest about what he just said, I decide to ignore it.
I take his rapidly hardening length in my hand and he pulls my closer to him so he can enter me, and when he pushes me inside of me I can already tell that I'm about to have multiple orgasms.
Hayden rings me a few hours after me and Stiles have the best possible sex anyone can have, she tells me that all the girls are meeting up for a girly night and the boys are- apparently -having a night down town.
"Lyds, can we just cancel? We'll go out for dinner." Stiles asks, his arm holding his head up as he looks at me getting ready.
"Can we do it another night? I have a feeling Hayden has news to tell." I plead Stiles, he rolls his eyes and flops onto the bed.
"Might as well not go out if we can't do it tonight." Stiles sighs. I roll my eyes at him and turn to face him as I dump my mascara on the side.
"What's gotten into you?"
"Nothing."
"Well clearly something has," I ask him, I join him on the bed and kiss his jaw. He doesn't move.
"Does it have to be tonight we go out for dinner?" I question, Stiles doesn't say anything, no way am I missing out on a girly night when this could be when Hayden is giving me details about what may or may not of happened between her and Liam.
"It doesn't matter. I'm going to Scott's." He huffs and stands up, kissing my cheek unaffectionately, takes his keys and drives off without another word. My heart breaks a little at the way he's acted but I try not to let it bother me.
He was there one minute, saying he loved me and all, the next leaving me at night time all because I wanted a girly night with my best friends. It annoys me more than it should, but I look forward to the night and get Stiles, whose been acting way to suspicious lately, out of my head for now.