light smut because what else is fan fiction for?!

(i don't own teen wolf )

Chapter 11

Alicia took three deep breaths outside of the large brown door that lead into Scotts house before knocking. She was nervous, and she wasnt normally nervous when it came to boys. She was used to boys, she played sports growing up, she scraped her knees with them, and she spat with them and she always made sure to keep up with them. But Scott was different, there was something she saw in him that she had never seen or felt in anyone else.

He was a bright light in a dull life. He was a leader, someone who genuinely cared for the innocent and cared about his friends. It was refreshing, and exciting. The more she thought about all the things that made Scott such a good person, the more nervous she got.

She decided, fanning herself lightly, that she would play it cool. She wouldnt mindlessly stare at him. She would act completely normal.

The front door swung open, and Scott McCall smiled crookedly at Alicia. His hair was wet, and sat sideways against his head, in fact, now that she let her eyes wander downwards, she noticed his whole body was wet. He had just a towel on, tied around his hips. She realized this was the first time she had seen him with his shirt off, because god, she wouldnt have ever let herself crush on him so hard.

He had a broad chest that complimented his sculpted arms, and a six pack that looked chiseled out of stone. There were three droplets of water rolling down his stomach, following the v shaped cut that framed his hips, she watched them as they disappeared into the towel, and almost forgot that Scott was a person, a real person that had been talking to her while she stood standing outside like an idiot.

"Huh?" Alicia said, finally snapping out of her funk for long enough to notice his mouth moving.

"Are you okay? You look a little faint…"

"Should I come back later?" she said a little too fast. She was tensing up, she needed to stay focused.

Scott look confused, then looked down at himself, and back to Alicia. His cheeks got red, and she could swear he blushed before saying, "No!" he stammered, "I j-just got out of the shower, I lost track of time, is it 6 already?" his voice cracked and he pulled the towel closer, "Come in while I get dressed." and she followed him into his house, closing the door behind her as he ran upstairs shouting, "Just a second!"

Scott's house was pretty big for just housing him and his mom, who Alicia knew was a nurse. She walked through the hallway that lead to the living room slowly, stopping to glance at the pictures of little Scott. They lined the walls, and when she got into the living room there were a large collection of them on the mantlepiece. It was an altar to Scott McCall's life, and she felt that she might die from the sheer cuteness of all of them. A five year old Scott smiled up at her from a large picture in a blue frame, one tooth missing in the front, knees in the dirt, eyes sparkling from the flash, he had an arm swung over a smaller kid- who Alicia instantly recognized as Stiles by his familiar shit eating grin.

She heard Scott's footsteps on the hardwood floors as he came in-fully dressed this time. He had combed his hair to the side, and threw on a t-shirt and dark jeans. He looked so much younger with clothes on, but he still looked unimaginably perfect as he stood next to her to examine the shot of himself as a kid.

"Look how cute we were," he said, and Alicia giggled. "What? Its true look at me," he pointed to himself in the picture, "with my front tooth missing and standing next to Stiles."

"Hey! Stiles isnt that weird looking!"

Scott laughed now, "Look at his smile, he looks like a doofas all the time. He makes me happy I was born with this face." It felt good to talk to Scott like this, about light and normal things, and it felt even better when she noticed he was flirting with her. He was doing it in the cheesiest way possible, but it was still flirting, which was more than enough for Alicia.

"You're chin is crooked though," she pointed out, as Scott set the picture back on the mantel with the others. Scott spun around, to look at her, tensing up a bit.

"Is it that bad? I didnt think anyone-"

"Its not bad…" she said in a voice that meant it was definitely bad.

"Stiles told me nobody could notice." he sounded genuinely worried.

"Thats what best friends are for I guess." and she laughed again at his increasingly disturbed face. "Im kidding, its cute I swear."

Scott smiled now, and walked over to the couch and sat down, motioning for her to sit next to him. "So Im cute now?"

She did, it was nice, sitting with Scott alone, looking at the Scott shrine in front of them. "You're okay I guess."

She was vaguely aware of the fact that he had sat himself down towards the middle of the couch, and now she was sitting almost too close to him. Thier elbows touched.

"You know," his tone was more serious now and he turned to face her. She had to sit awkwardly to face him, and she couldnt help wondering if she looked stupid right now. She had just decided to wear jeans and a t shirt, but thats all she ever wore. Now that he was looking at her in the way he was, she wished she had worn something more...girly.

"You're the first person I've told about being a werewolf that hasnt treated me differently because of it. I mean, when I told my mom, she didnt talk to me for a week. When I told Stiles, he was of all things excited, You-" he looked like he was struggling for the words, and he was looking everywhere but at Alicia, "You found out I was a wolf and you didnt look at me differently. You werent scared of me, you took my word over what your instincts told you and I have never met anyone like that. I just wanted to say, thanks, I guess."

"You saved my life. I should be thanking you. If you werent in the hall when Liam turned on me, or there when the Desert Wolf chased Mj, I could have died."

This time when he spoke, he didnt sound nervous at all, "It was the right thing to do."

"Thats why I like you." she had said the thought out loud, and instantly regretted it.

The words hung in the air for a few seconds, and she thought maybe he looked like he was going to run from the room without another word. He had thanked her for not judging him too quick, and she had repaid him with an awkward, out of place, blurted out comment. She opened her mouth to say something like, 'as a friend I mean' but didnt even get the first word out before Scott's lips were on her own. Just for a second, barely brushing his against hers, before Alicia pulled away. The kiss was-for lack of a better word, chaste.

"Im sorry, I didnt mean to cut you off, you said something serious and I-"

"Shhh, I like you too," he said smiling, still just centimeters from her face, he pulled one of her legs up over his, and moved her body closer to his in one swoop, instantly eliminating the awkward position they were just in, and creating a far more intimate one. Her heart was beating fast in her chest, and the sound of it was drowning out almost every other sound. He kissed her again, harder this time, forcing her to recline a bit with her back against the arm of the couch.

She pulled away, "Is your mom here?" she asked, breathily.

"She's working all night," he said, and this time when he kissed her, she parted her lips, and he pushed his tongue in her mouth, it was warm and sweet and beautiful. One of his hands found her own, and he laced his fingers into hers. He was all the way on top of her now, and he stopped kissing her mouth to kiss her cheek, and then the nape of her neck. They were both breathing hard.

"Arent Mj and Stiles coming over?" she remembered anxiously.

"Not here yet."

"What about-"

Scott stopped kissing her throat for a second to look at her eyes, "Dont worry about anything. Just shut up, and let me kiss you for a second." His lips crashed into hers again, and she couldnt tell if she was kissing him or if he was kissing her, just that she was breathing him in and that she never wanted this moment to end. He was gentle and rough at the same time, touching her stomach with one coarse hand, lightly moving it upwards on the soft skin that stretched over her stomach. Their legs tangled together on the couch, she could feel the bulge of his pants against her thigh, and they broke apart for a breath in between kisses.

He pressed his forehead against her own, and looked into her light brown eyes with his dark ones, "Your heart is beating fast."

"You should take off your shirt again." she said, giggling like a fool.

He smiled back and wriggled his eyebrows, whipping his shirt off all the while. She laughed even harder and he started kissing her again, as she let her hands snake across his abdomen. She was happy, truly unbelievably happy for the first time since coming to Beacon Hills.

They stayed like that for at least another minute, before hearing the front door close. Alicia pushed Scott off of her and he toppled onto the hardwood floor below the couch, just as Stiles and Mj walked into the room.

Alicia wasnt quite sure what to do, so she stood up and tried to wipe the grin off of her face as Scott scrambled to his feet next to her. He looked just as dishevled as she felt. His face was bright red, especially around his mouth and nose, and his hair in the front was pushed straight up from where she had nestled her fingers into it. He was shirtless and beaming, a bright white smile from ear to ear. Alicia couldnt help but thinking that in this moment he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, and that she had made him look like that.

"You guys were just kissing weren't you?" Stiles asked, tilting his head and grinning a bit himself.

"They totally were." Mj added putting a hand on her hip and looking at them through slanted eyes.