Chapter 10: Side effect

"Of all the things I wanted to do in my life, that was not one of them," Scott muttered, pacing the floor and inhaling the orange he'd stolen off of my dest, claiming he was starving from skipping lunch to come here.

"Well we didn't ask you to pay attention," I defended.

"Hard not to. That's not even the point," he pauses his pacing and faces us, "why wouldn't you tell me, I thought we were best friends?"

I look at Lydia, waiting for her to explain why she didn't want anyone to know. That's when I realized that I don't even think I know. She's quiet, glancing down at her hands. I nudged her with my elbow, gesturing towards Scott expectantly. She took in a huge breath and sighed, clapping her hands together and beginning to speak.

"My parents said that if I started dating anybody else they would send me to an all girls school. Jackson really messed me up and they don't want anything else to interfere with my education."

"Oh," I stutter. "I thought you were embarrassed of me." Frankly I'm quite relieved with her answer, despite how horrible it was. Scott sits down in my chair and leans back, rubbing his face with his hands.

"All you had to do was tell me not to tell anyone Lydia, that's bull crap. We're best friends." I sigh. Here we go. She looks at him like if she could shoot lasers out of her eyes, she would slice his head off.

"Where Stiles puts his cock is none of your goddamn business, if we want to be together we can be together without worrying about announcing it to the world or supposed best friends. And for the record, if Allison wants to do Isaac, that's none of your business either, you guys broke up. Get over it." She crosses her arms and raises her eyebrows, daring him to fight back, but he's too speechless. Then Isaac pokes his head in the room slowly, looking curious.

"She wants me?" he questions, smirking and feighning slight excitement. Scott growls and launches at him. Isaac screeches and runs in the other direction.

"No dog fighting in my house!" I snap, grabbing him before he can do anything to Isaac as he sprints back down the stairs. Lydia laughs awkwardly, rubbing her arm and looking embarrassed.

"I, uh...I didn't know he was here..." she says softly, smiling sheepishly.

"Yeah, he heard too," Scott grumbles harshly.

"Hey don't use that tone with her okay," I say, "she has a point. You don't have to know everything, granted we probably shouldn't have done it in the parking lot." Scott leans forward with his elbows on his knees.

"I understand why you did. I've been getting the same feeling every time I look at Kira, like if I don't have her I'll die." He looks out the window, thinking. "That's why I changed that one day, and you had to bring me into that empty classroom so I could calm down. Remember...I told you pain makes you human..." he trails off, not really paying attenting to talking to me. I guess that makes sense.

"You were totally staring at her before that happened," I remember.

"Hmm," he nods uninterestingly.

"That's probably why Allison and Isaac have been getting so close lately...somehow putting you guys under the water has heightened your physical desire and sensitivity," Lydia stands up and places her hands on her hips. "I held Stiles down, he feels that way towards me. Isaac held Allison down, she feels that way towards him, and, well, I don't think you're gonna fall for your boss so I guess you're just falling in love with the next new person in your life." She shrugs. "Side effects."

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"Is being horny all the time a side effect to?" I grunted as I thrust harshly into Lydia. She doesn't answer, all she does is whimper and grind her hips up towards mine. Scott is downstairs, and he refuses to leave the house because he's too stubborn. Fine, he can listen all he wants. We're not going to stop, it's too amazing, we're too wrapped up in it. She has her hands reaching back gripping the bars of my bed, her head thrown back as she takes me hard.

"God Stiles, yes," she moans, her nails digging into my back and her legs wrapping tightly around mine.

"Yes it's a side effect?" I questioned, "or yesss," I mimicked her moaning in a high girly voice, proud of myself for containing how much pleasure I really felt. She was never going to stop being so tight and wet and warm. She smacked my ass before pushing me off of her. I didn't realize how much I needed her until I didn't have her anymore. I pouted and looked at her like she'd just killed a baby bunny.

"Roll over," she cooes, pushing me onto my back. She's kissing down my neck, lips nipping and wandering around the heated flesh. I sighed, my arousal throbbing and twitching with need as she lightly brushes her fingers against it.

"Lyd..." I whisper, desperate now.

"Tell me again why you're letting Scott stay over?" she asks as she continues her kissing, moving on to my collarbone, biting, trying to draw blood while wrapping her hand around my manhood and tugging gently. I groaned, grabbing her and pulling her close with all my strength, the kind of strength that would leave a woman bruised.

"Because I have questions...it doesn't matter really. It's his fault he's here right now though, he thinks that if he stays it'll pressure us to hurry up." I put my finger under her chin and tilt her face up so she looks at me. "So let's make it last," I whisper while I kiss her, desire and heated passion taking us once more.

She straddles my hips and I watch as I disappear into her inch by inch, bit by beautiful bit. She closes her eyes and lets out the tiniest of whimpers when I'm buried to the hilt. I'm naturally too big for her, but she convinces me and herself that she can still take it. I was about to open my mouth and tell her she doesn't have to this time when she starts to grind against me, biting my lip and chanting my name as if it were a spell that could end world hunger. She's moaning so loud, unnaturally loud, and it turns me on so much. I know she's only doing it for Scott, and as wrong as that sounds, it almost makes me laugh. I'm breathing roughly, my hands on her thighs as she begins to ride me hard and fast.

"Fuck yes, baby," I groan, throwing my head back and marveling in the slick lovemaking. "You're so wet for me," I say in an exasperated tone. She straightens herself and moves so far up and down that I'm sure I'm going deeper than I've ever gone before. She's crying my name so loudly that I don't even care that it's for Scott and that he's listening. I can't imagine how he's not turned on, and that part bothers me, but I'm not in a position to care about anything else right now. I feel that coil beginning to release. "Lydia," I gasp, "I'm gonna come." I close my eyes and welcome the warmth I knew was coming, tensing myself and holding onto her tightly.

Then she's gone. But before I can even protest shes pulling me up to my knees, her mouth covering mine in desperate sloppy kisses. Her hands tangle in my hair and she kisses me like this is the last chance we'll ever have. It's complete heaven...and then she's turning around and bending over. My eyes go wide and my jaw slack; we've never done it this way and she's never suggested she wanted to. But oh god I was about to resist.

Her ass sticks in the air and her face rests against the pillows, and she reaches between her legs to guide me to her still wet entrance. Surprisingly, it's harder to find than I expected. I almost didn't go in until she arched her back and stuck her hips up higher. I almost came right there just from the sight of her, it was the sexiest most breathtaking thing I've ever seen. As I slid in, she gasps and grips the sheets tightly.

"Sweet mother of jesus," she moans.

"Did I hurt you?" I worry, everything hazy from the need.

"No! Keep going," she demands, rocking her hips back to meet mine. I shuddered and couldn't help but groan out loud. It was so amazing. He body was so curvy, so soft, so smooth, so perfect. Her ass could kill any man, and I had the most incredible view. "Harder!" she cries as I move into her.

So I pull out, all the way to the tip, and slam myself back in. I don't hesitate to repeat the action, then again, and again... and it proves to be effective. Lydia is screaming, grabbing my wrist as I held onto the crevice between her hips and her stomach.

"Please," grunt," tell me," sigh,"I'm not hurting," moan, "you."

"Stiles, don't you dare stop," she says with that last remaining bit of sanity either of us had left. I let my head fall back as I continue to push into the woman I love. I hold onto her hips tightly, using my hands to yank her back against me, all the while listening to her cry and scream my name. She's in complete ecstasy, and this time I know it's not for Scott. Before I know what's happening, she's tighter around me, and shes screaming somehow louder than before, her breath coming in uneven, jagged puffs. "I'm coming Stiles!" she whimpers, her walls spasming. I just stare with my mouth hanging open, unable to comprehend how beautiful this was.

Then I was there too. I was at my peak, so I thrust into her several more times before following suit. "Oh fuck," I groan a long drawn out growl into her back as I fall against her, pouring myself into her. I come hard, shuddering in euphoria, arms wrapped around her like a cacoon. My face was buried in her hair and she collapses on the bed, taking me with her. I'm still inside of her, still orgasming with a burning heat. I'm moaning into her shoulder, one arm wrapped around her, the other gripping the sheets for dear life.

It seems like forever before I fall limp. We're both lying there in a sweaty daze, listening to each other even out our breathing, our rapid heartbeats slowing.

"Scott," I whisper, "you better not be here right now."

"I stopped listening a long time ago!" Scott yells back up the stairs. I growl and pull out of Lydia, pushing myself up on jellied arms to roll over.

"Then how did you just hear me?"I challenge back, yelling at him. He doesn't respond. That sneaky bastard.

"He was probably masturbating," Lydia sighs, rolling over and throwing a sweaty arm over my chest, cuddling into my side. I wrap my arm around her and kiss her lips sweetly.

"I love you so much," I tell her, not worried about Scott. This was our time. "Even though what you just said is gross." I crinkle my nose and she giggles.

"Hey it's the truth, you know it." I just shrug and brush it off.