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"Ya know, I didn't realise it before but the two of you have the same facial expressions" Kayla pointed out, doing everything in her power to keep the amused smirk off her face, "You both look like you wanna say something but you're too shocked to get the words out"

"I… I-m… just… wh-" Stiles stuttered, eyes flitting nervously between her and his dad.

"I'm not… sh-… b-" The Sheriff stumbled over his words, expression frozen into an eyebrow cocked, mortified stare.

"I'm just yanking your chains" Kayla laughed lightly, "Boy, it's sure easy to wind you up" She added, crossing her ankles and waiting for one of them to at least say, well, something, anything at all.

"Well… I'm going to… go" The Sheriff told them, pointing over his shoulder to the visible hallway, "I just came to say…" He trailed off with a frown, swallowing thickly.

"… You're going to work?" Stiles questioned, voice higher than normal, looking down at his dad's outfit and Kayla nodded, keeping a pleasant smile on her face.

"Yes" The sheriff immediately claimed, sounding relieved, "Work, I'm going to work" He added, letting out a loud sigh and nodding his head.

"O-Okay" Stiles replied, scratching the back of his neck, "Uh… yeah… b-be careful" He rushed out, plastering a 'this-is-totally-not-awkward' smile on his face but, in reality, it was more of a grimace.

"You too" The sheriff replied before screwing his face up and giving a small shake of the head, looking completely disgusted, "I mean… no… but yes, uh… never mind" He groaned, walking out of Stiles' bedroom but stopping over the threshold and turning his head around, "It was nice to see you again Kayla" He told her pleasantly before muttering under his breath, "More of you than expected though"

"You too Sheriff" She told him, sending him a hundred watt smile, and he looked like he was about to say something else, but his face screwed up again and he shook his head, giving a somewhat tired wave and leaving the bedroom, closing the door behind him and Kayla focused on using her heightened senses to hear him mumble under his breath "I did not just see that, that did not happen… I really should learn to knock" And bit her lip in amusement, trying not to seem so entertained by it all, especially since Stiles looked about ready to have a nervous breakdown but… she couldn't help it. Her quiet chuckles turned into full blown belly laughter, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Why-why are you laughing?" Stiles choked out, beautiful brown eyes wide which just made her laugh even more.

"Why are you not?" She managed to get out, holding her sides as she looked at him through the tears of amusement.

"Because… because… were you not just here?" He squeaked out, arms flailing about in the direction of the door, cheeks a flaming red colour, "My dad-my dad he just… he walked… us… we were…" He stumbled, face slack with shock.

"We were kissing Stiles" She laughed, finally beginning to calm down, "Although I'm sure your dad could've done without the sneak preview, I'm sure he'll forget about it by tomorrow"

"By tomorrow?" He screeched loudly, making Kayla cringle slightly at the volume, "Tomorrow is only-" He flipped his whole body to the side, glancing at his alarm clock, "Tomorrow is only six hours and nineteen minutes away, no, he's never gonna forget about it, oh dear lord" He whined, running a hand down his face, probably still going into shock.

"Stiles" She chuckled, reaching out to grab his hand, "It was kissing, albeit a very heated, very intense and very hot kiss, but it wasn't like we were…" She trailed off, shrugging, and he raised his eyebrows at her.

"… Having sex?" He finished her sentence, beginning to gape at her.

"Having sex" She clarified, nodding in amusement.

"But we were… there was… we had very limited clothes on" He muttered and she smiled, finding his innocence kind of a turn on.

"First off, it was just our tops Stiles and second, your dad was sixteen once… I'm sure he remembers all about it"

"Ew, no" He immediately piped up, shaking his head, "No, I don't want to think about that ever again, no, no to dad sex, no" He rambled, breathing heavily and Kayla resisted rolling her eyes good naturally – how did Stiles think he even got here anyway? Dropped from the sky by bloody storks?

Kayla smirked, intertwining their fingers and then looking down at his other hand that was gripping the box of condoms for dear life, probably not even realising he still had a hold of them. Using her free hand she gently loosened his fingers to take the box away from him because, by the way he looked ready to have a panic attack, there was no need to damage such fine contents.

"W-What're you d-doing?" He stuttered, giving her a wide eyed stare, eyes flitting between her and the box nervously.

"Putting them away for a later date" She replied, standing up and opening his sock drawer, placing the condoms there, sending him a wink as she sat back down next to him.

"O-O-O-Okay" He mumbled, swallowing thickly and Kayla bit her lip, slowly kneeling on the bed and then throwing a leg over Stiles lap, straddling him as she ran her hands around to the nape of his neck, looking down onto his nervous and, somewhat, confused eyes.

"Where were we?" She whispered, quirking an eyebrow as she leaned down slowly, giving him time to get his bearings back before pouncing on him again. She pressed her lips to his gently, exhaling in pleasure as she felt her whole body tingle at the touch, their lips moulding together perfectly.

Although, not two seconds before, Stiles looked ready to bolt, his clammy hands trailed up her arms and across her shoulders, securing themselves at the back of her neck and he began kissing her back and Kayla could smell the slight hint of cologne he was wearing earlier in the day, making her press herself harder against him, hands running over his short hair.

She leant forwards, causing him to lay back down on the bed, her long hair falling over her face and obscuring both hers and Stiles' vision, but her eyes were closed anyway, so what did it matter? Stiles' hands landed on her thighs, gently beginning to grip at them, even more when Kayla nipped at his bottom lip, pulling it lightly, unable to help herself.

Keeping a firm grip on her thighs, Stiles suddenly turned the tables around – literally. He flipped them over, resting his body weight on his elbows as he attacked her lips again but pulled back slightly, chewing nervously on his bottom lip.

"Should I uh… lock it?" He asked, "The door I mean? Just in case someone else walks in"

"Nah" She replied, shrugging a shoulder, "It'll be fine" She added, before pulling him back to meet her lips, legs presting against his hips as her foot traced up his calf muscle to his thigh, hands pulling at his T-shirt again, lifting it up over his head which made him lean upwards to help her tug it off his body and casting it away but no sooner had his body heat left hers, he was back down again, lips gently caressing the skin of her neck, sending vibrations through her body.

"Mmmm" She moaned, throwing her head back into the mattress, giving him better access as he kissed her, lips searching for her sweet spot and he found it just a few moments later just above her collar bone near her pulse point and she felt her nails digging into the soft flesh on his lower back, slowly dragging her nails up his back in pleasure, reaching up to the nape of his neck.

She couldn't even form a coherent thought because, never in her life had she felt like this. Just because she had had sex before, it didn't mean she was used to this feeling – the build-up, the soft kisses, the intensity of it all, it actually kind of shocked her that something so simple could feel so damngood.

With Aiden it was all physical and rushed but with Stiles... With Stiles she felt totally happy and at ease, marvelling in the feel of his warm body hovering against hers.

Stiles reached up with one arm, gently intertwining their fingers on one of her hands and pressing it against the mattress, sliding their clasped hand above her head as he, ever so softly, moved his lips upwards to, finally, meet hers.

Okay, seriously, they were only kissing yet it was better than any sex she had ever had before and, sure, it scared her slightly because, damn, she was falling for Stiles hard – or rather, already fallen for Stiles, but she sure as hell wasn't ready to admit that to him yet.

Stiles pulled back slightly, and mumbled against her lips, "Uh… um, is it okay if I, uh, take your top off… again?" And Kayla smirked, touched by his gentleman side because, seriously, what guy would ever ask that?

"Sure" She told him honestly because, yeah, she really was craving his touch now. He nodded, sucking in a deep breath before kissing her again fiercely, tightening his grip on her hand, pressing her into the mattress as he separated their lips, moving down the column of her neck, skimming over her chest and then sitting up, his soft hands gently moving down her thighs and gliding over her hips to take the ends of her tank top in his grip, slowly moving it up her torso.

The cold air hit her bare stomach, sending a shiver up her spine but it soon went away when Stiles hot breath landed on her stomach, pressing gentle kisses to her skin as he worked his way upwards to just below her bra as he pushed the tank top off her body and she helped him, throwing it off the side of the bed.

He was still pressing soft kisses to her stomach as Kayla ran her hands over his hair and, getting the hint, he continued to move upwards over her chest, lips soft and wet as they moved over her breasts and back to her neck again before slamming his lips to hers passionately.

Yup, 100% yes, this was possibly one of the best feelings she had ever felt in her entire life – it wasn't rushed or sudden, it was passionate and heated and, dare she say it, cute? She would totally go further but restrained herself from taking that action because a) She didn't want to ruin things now, b) She had never done the whole 'passionate encounters' before doing the deed, it was just straight in there, and she enjoyed feeling this way and c) Stiles was a virgin, there was no point in him giving it up so quickly, not like she did.

She wrapped her arm around his neck, feeling his tongue gently sliding against her bottom lip as her hand traced patterns down his bare chest, unable to help herself as she caressed the warm skin, feeling every crevice, every dip in his skin, his subtle abs making her brain go haywire.

But she felt how his lips got more passionate at her touch, stomach lurching as she scratched her nails down his happy trail and slowly undid the button of his slacks, inching down the zipper as he broke away from the kiss, his breathing heavy as he gazed down at her with lust but a sudden fearfulness in his gaze.

"Uh... What-what if it's not, y'know..." He trailed off nervously, "what you're expecting or-or uh... Well... I mean, I don't really know if um... If uh..."

"Hey" she smiled, hand detaching from his neck to cup his cheek, "you don't have to be self conscious - not with me" she reassured gently, keeping the smile on her face, "but if you're not ready for that kind of foreplay that's fine, there's no rush"

He inhaled sharply, holding himself above her on his elbows as he glanced down between their bodies, closing his eyes briefly before looking back down at her.

"Uh... o-okay" he stuttered, beads of sweat forming along his hair line, "just uh... Don't be too good because then I really will blow my load too early and probably never be able to look you in the eye ever again which I don't really want to happen considering you're my girlfriend and all"

She chuckled at his ramblings, bringing him down into a sweet slow kiss as her hand skimmed inside his slacks, fingertips grazing along his briefs and allowed herself a stuttery gasp as she felt his prominent bulge, her stomach clenching in need. Never had she felt so much need and want in her entire life.

He groaned against her lips, pulling back a little to press his forehead against hers, staring deeply into her eyes.

"Uh... It's kind of embarrassing how fast I'm getting a boner right now. Sorry" he added, biting his lip to stop from letting out any more noises the more her hand continued to palm him gently.

"Don't be. That's the point" she reminded him lightly, stroking his throbbing length through the thin material as she smirked, "and you can touch me you know - anywhere" she added, watching his eyes widen in surprise.

"Uh... For real?"

Keeping one hand between his legs she reached up and took a hold of his wrist, guiding it upwards to rest over her breast, his palm cupping it over her bra and he literally stopped breathing, nearly fainting on the spot.

"Touch me" she whispered. So he did.

He subtly grinded against her hand, lowering his head to press soft kisses to the curve of her neck as his hand squeezed at her breast, his thumb rubbing along the outline of her bra, aching to slip his hand inside the cup to touch her bare breast, to feel the curve of her soft flesh, to pinch her hardened nipple between his two fingers to hear her whimper but before he could, out of nowhere Stiles' door got thrown open (again) only this time, the voice that Kayla heard distinctly did not sound like Sheriff Stilinski at all.

"Stiles, Stiles, you'll never guess what Allison and I found out about-" Scott trailed off, footsteps sliding to a close as Kayla saw his eyes widen dramatically, Allison trailing in not far behind him.

"Oh… um… I… s-sorry…" Scott stuttered, crooked jaw almost hitting the floor and Allison gaped before covering her mouth, obviously trying to stifle her giggles.

"Aw c'mon" Stiles exclaimed, sitting up, flushing a deep red as he tugged Kaylas hand from his pants, awkwardly trying to readjust her bra as he rested his grip on her upraised knees, "First my dad and now this? Why is god punishing me like this? What have I ever done?" He added dramatically and Kayla smirked, tilting her head to the side to look around Stiles' bare torso and gave a small wave to Scott and Allison.

"Hey guys" She greeted, "Come to join the party?" She added for the hell of it, unable to keep her mouth closed and stop saying really suggestive things but, maybe it was because she was blunt, or maybe it was because she thought Stiles was cute when he was embarrassed, but whatever it was, it sure as hell amused her.

Stiles began spluttering, cheeks darkening as he looked down at her and then to Scott, eyes wide, whereas Scott just let out a loud 'huh?', eyebrows nearly touching his hairline like he thought she was being serious and Allison, well Allison just rolled her eyes, obviously used to Kayla's attitude by now.

"Gate-crashing is what we do best" Allison shrugged, going along with it as the two boys sent each other 'holy-frigging-god' looks and, wow, they really were gullible huh?

"We're joking" Kayla laughed, sitting up and perching on the end of the bed, head flitting about from side to side looking for her tank top.

"Kayla Jay Ursula Tate Hale" Her aunt suddenly hollered from outside, making them all look towards the open window of Stiles' bedroom, "Would you like to tell me why there is a delivery guy here asking you to sign for a car?" She screeched in shock and Kayla smiled.

"Wow, it's here already – that was quick" She whistled, jumping to her feet and moving past Scott and Allison.

"Wait – how did you pay for a car?" Scott shouted down after her and she stopped before she hit the staircase, running back into the room to pick up her discarded grey tank top, pulling it over her body in front of her friends, ignoring their shocked and gaping looks, especially from Scott who, as politely as ever, turned his stare to the corner of the room, eyes as wide as saucers.

"I'm a genius at hacking" She smirked but Stiles stood up, grabbing her hand.

"Wait… you're middle names are 'Jay Ursula Tate'?" He exclaimed, cocking an eyebrow and she poked him in his bare chest, hating the fact her mom called her that of all things.

"Don't judge me Mr 'I'm-too-scared-to-tell-my-girlfriend-my-real-name' Stilinski" She smirked playfully, leaning up to peck him on the lips, "But yes, unfortunately, that is a burden I now must bear" She sighed over-dramatically before smiling widely, skipping past her friends because, damn, she couldn't wait to drive again, to get behind the wheel and just… go anywhere, having that freedom made the energy buzz through her veins.

"Dude… your girlfriend is a criminal" Scott exclaimed loudly and Kayla smirked as she hopped down the hallway.

"Ah, that's where you're wrong Scottie – Criminals get caught… I'm too clever" She teased over her shoulder because this day had just gone from amazing to absolutely fantastic.

A.N) Shorter I know but it's because exams are soon, like really soon, so updating may be a bit scarce for the next couple of weeks but READ:

When I do decide to make Kayla and Stiles do the frickle frackle (which will be AFTER the drama I have planned) would you like to see the detailed scene or just leave it to your imaginations? Just wondering because I can write the whole thing out, again, sometime after the next dose of drama. Ha! So I hope you enjoyed this, somewhat, smutty chapters, cause there will be more, and please leave your thoughts behind, I will love you all – see you next chapter