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Jackson could understand now why Stiles had been surprised when he got home. He had clearly meant to change before he arrived. But Jackson was so happy he hadn't had the chance. Oh no, Jackson was ecstatic and extremely turned on. Before him was a very erect cock in very frilly, black lace panties. And he knew for a fact that they were for women because nearly half of Stiles penis was poking out.
"The pants wouldn't fit with boxers." Stiles mumbled, clearly an attempt at justifying the lingerie.
"And you chose these?"
"No! Allison went to the nearest store." Stiles was grumbling and he was clearly embarrassed.
Jackson only smiled and kissed the tip of Stiles cock. "I like them."
Stiles hips gave a small jerk and he whimpered. The pressure was too much and Jackson's touch was too light. He needed friction. He needed Jackson! "Jacks..."
Jackson took his time. His hands caressed pale thighs as his mouth laid claim to delicate hip bones. He wanted Stiles to beg. He had spent all day with someone he had obsessed over. Jackson understand their relationship but it didn't put him in a good mood. He jumped over the present in front of him and kiss the inside of his thigh. He started near his knee and took his time laying gentle kisses till he got to the line of the panties.
"Jacks..." Stiles hands were in his hair. His grip was light. He was looking at him with pleading eyes.
Jackson suppressed a smirk. He bit the tender flesh before him. Stiles hands gripped his hair a bit tighter. His tongue licked the edge of the lace before moving to the other thigh. He could hear Stiles gasping and his erratic breath. His eyes had a wicked spark of satisfaction. He was at the edge again in no time. Stiles looked at him with watery eyes. He was twitching in the lace. Jackson could see the need but he wanted to hear the words.
"Jacks, please. I need you. Fuck, just touch me!" He was panting and he had reached desperation.
Jackson hooked his thumbs into the sides and pulled the black lace down without hesitation. The relieved moan Stiles le out urged him on. Stiles cock jumped as Jackson licked the underside from base to tip before sucking it into his mouth. He shouldn't have enjoyed the taste. It was salty but not all together unpleasant. He let his tongue do most of the work. He worked the length at a leisurely pace that was sure to drive the human below him mad.
"Jacks!" Stiles was moaning his hands moved without precision. His hips rose without permission and Jackson had to hold them down. He sped up a bit, allowing one hand to slip down to cup Stiles balls. He would neglect nothing. Stiles let him go on until he felt his climax nearing. He places a gentle hand on his shoulder. Looking down at Jackson with his lip between his teeth, he hoped that Jackson got the message.
Jackson was a bit shocked. They hadn't talked about going all the way at all. He hadn't even talked about mating and biting or anything of that nature. But the fact that Stiles wanted to made him throw rational thinking out the window. Fuck it, he thought. He was not going to ask or double check. He knew Stiles was sure and he definitely was!
He shifted his body. His chest was directly above his mates and his hips were nestled between Stiles legs. He lowered his head to kiss the corner of Stiles jaw. He kept the touch gentle and tender. Stiles hands pawed at his back urgently. Jackson's fingers drew a trail from his hip, up his side, to his lips. Stiles needed no command. He gingerly took them into his mouth and sucked eagerly. His tongue wrapped around the fingers and his saliva stuck to them. Jackson would be sure to put that tongue to good use later. When he removed his fingers there was a loud pop.
He wasted no time in positioning his fingers at Stiles entrance. He traced the puckered muscle before pushing a finger in slowly. Stiles moaned. It was a familiar pressure. He had done the same thing thinking about Jackson many times. The feeling of a foreigner entering his body was unusual but welcomed whole-heartedly. Jackson was pleased to see that his mate wasn't distressed. He curled his finger and Stiles let out a high pitched moan. He took the opportunity to enter a second finger and stretch him more. His fingers scissored and curled and pumped until Stiles was unintelligible.
Jackson was licking and nibbling at Stiles neck mindlessly as he inserted a third finger. Stiles body stiffened and he hissed. Jackson paused. He had been so wrapped up in the pleasure of Stiles' heat that he hadn't thought about prepping Stiles being in pain at some point. His wolf was growling. Jackson whispered a few simple words of assurance into Stiles ear before kissing the corner of his mouth sweetly. He allowed Stiles to accustom himself to his fingers before moving them. He knew he would need to do the same when he really entered.
He withdrew his fingers and used his nose to detect the scent of lube in the top drawer next to the bed. He was grateful that he wouldn't need to move. He reached over and retrieved the bottle. Stiles took the time to divest Jackson of is pants and boxers. Clever boy. Jackson popped the cap and squeezed a generous amount into his hand. He would let Stiles do it next time but he had a feeling if Stiles touched him there right now he wouldn't be able to do this slowly or gently.
He added a bit more to Stiles before lining himself up. He entered enough to take his hand away and kissed Stiles deeply to drag his attention elsewhere. Stiles hands gripped his arms tightly. Jackson thought about pushing in slowly but he thought it would be better to do it like bandage removal; fast. He pushed through the tightness and waited. Stiles cried out at the sudden movement.
"Ass." He pushed through gritted teeth.
Jackson kissed him and smiled. "Shut up and relax."
"I'm trying! It isn't everyday I get a giant dick up the ass." He closed his eyes and tried to relax.
Jackson felt the overbearing pressure reduce slightly. The heat surrounding him was heavenly. He was tempted to move but knew better.
"Giant, huh?" He smiled brightly. He wasn't going to let that go anytime soon.
He pulled out slightly before pushing back in. Stiles was still stiff but the pain seemed to be reduced. Jackson took his time with slow thrusts, withdrawing more at each turn. Stiles face was no longer screwed up. His hands had slid to Jackson's back and he had begun to meet Jackson's hips with his own. He had started moaning when Jackson could hold back no more. He started to drive in at a more regular pace, a fast human pace but not quite where his wolf wanted to be.
Stiles wasn't stiff and he was really enjoying this. He was perturbed when Jackson stopped and withdrew. He was a bit confused while his blond flipped him over and organized his body as he wanted it. Doggystyle, of course. When Jackson entered him again the new angle allowed him to hit something inside of him that made him see dots. Whatever that was he wanted him to do it again.
"Jacks, right there." He moaned.
Jackson got the hint and drove into him at the same angle until Stiles was puddle of goo under him. He rested on his forearms, canting his hips up, while Jackson fucked him. Jackson was so overcome by the pleasure of finally bonding with his mate that he hadn't registered that his nails and fangs had grown. He sped up to the speed that only a Werewolf can achieve. He heard no complaints from Stiles. In fact, all he heard from Stiles were moans and a continuous string of curses.
"Stiles... I'm going to bite you." He growled out.
"That's not exactly new. You don't need permission." He gasped out between moans.
"No, Stiles, I do. I'm going to bite you."
Stiles seemed to understand because he pushed his hips back aggressively and moaned out a yes. Jackson growled fiercely as he sank his teeth into Stiles' neck. He heard Stiles let out a strangled moan that he thought was from pain until he felt his mates hips jerk. Stiles had reached his release. Jackson pushed into him at an unrelenting pace until he came as well.
He waited to pull out. He lowered Stiles' hips, still in his grasp, slowly. He laid down next to him. Stiles stayed on his stomach and looked at Jackson with sparkling eyes. He laid a hand on his chest and smiled. Jackson just rolled his eyes. He snaked an arm around him and laid his hand on the curve of his human's ass.
"Grabby." Stiles said sleepily.
"Shut up." Jackson kissed the top of his head before dragging the sheet up over them.
They fell asleep almost instantly; truly bonded and exhausted.
HEEHEEHEE! I don't know if it is my best smut but hey! It finally happened!
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Epilogue next or maybe a bit more... who knows?
