You don't say anything as you watch him move across the room and grab the two chairs that were on either side of the desk in Stiles' room. You have a pretty good idea of where this is going, and with no one here to help and Stiles passed out you don't want to make things worse.

He quickly hoists Stiles into one of the chairs and begins tying him to it with whatever he could find in the room. Stiles is still passed out and you're hoping that he's ok. You don't see anything other than a bruise forming towards the left of his forehead.

Next the Nogitsune turns to you.

"You're turn, sweetheart." he replies. "Get in the chair. And don't move."

You do as he says because really, what else can you do at the moment? You're silently screaming for Stiles to WAKE UP so at least you're not here alone this time but he's still passed out cold.

He quickly ties you up as well, one arm on each arm of the chair. Left leg tied to the left leg of the chair, right leg tied to the right leg of the chair.

You hear a moan from your right and can see Stiles starting to stir finally.

The Nogitsune walks back over to Stiles and picks his head up so Stiles can see him.

"I'd hoped you would wake up soon. You're in for a real treat." he laughed.

"Fuck you!" Stiles spit out at him.

"Oh no you and I aren't playing that game. Now her and I? That's exactly what we're going to do. And you get to watch!"

He can't be serious! Can he? No! Noooooooooo no no no! This isn't happening. This is NOT going to happen!

"Don't even think about touching her again." Stiles is trying to get out of the bonds that are holding him to the chair but he can't.

"Why not? It's not like you're going to do it. You just like to watch." the Nogitsune almost purred.

You snap your head up to look between the two of them. What the hell was he talking about?

"I see you're confused." that damn smirk again.

He walks over to Stiles and kneels down so he's level with his eyes.

"Go on. Tell her. How many times have you watched that video? Not that I blame you one bit."

"Shut up." Stiles warns.

"You don't want to tell her how you've watched that video every single time you've had a free moment since you first saw it? How much you enjoyed it, how you wanted it to be you? How when you're alone you watch it and you..."

"I SAID SHUT UP!" he screamed.

"Look" you spoke up, trying to diffuse the situation "I don't know what you think is going to happen here, but you need to just leave. Once everyone finds out you're here, they're going to kill you. Or even worse."

"What's going to happen?" he walks back over to you, this time kneeling in front of you. "You want to know what's going to happen? The same thing that happens every time I get near you."

His hands are running up your thighs and now you realize why he's tied you up the way he has. Fuck no!

"You're going to beg me to do all sorts of dirty things to you. Just like you always do." he slides the shirt up higher and begins lowering his head "and you're going to love every minute of it."

Stiles is still a few feet away, trying even harder to get out of that damn chair, cursing and yelling the entire time. You're trying to move as well but it's no use, he's tied you up well. His head is getting even lower now and you can feel his breath on your thighs as they begin to tremble.

Not here! Not now! This can't be happening! You need to do something before his mouth and tongue wind up any closer between your legs than they already are

"STOP!" is the only thing you can manage to yell out, but you yell it loud.

You're actually surprised to see he's stopped what he was doing and looks up at you from beneath his eyelashes.

"What did you just say?" he asks, and it sends shivers through you.

"I-I said stop. I don't want to do this!" you try and keep your voice as firm as possible.

You see out of the corner of your eye that Stiles has stopped struggling and is now watching the two of you.

The Nogitsune stands up in front of you, anger written across his face.

"Are you kidding me? Since when do you want me to stop?" he sneers.

"Since now. I don't want this anymore...whatever it is. It needs to stop!"

"Let me guess..." he bends so that his face is directly in front of yours, and puts his hand beneath your chin "your precious Stiles is here and you don't want him seeing how much you enjoy what I do to you. Is that it?"

God you weren't even sure if that was it or not. Obviously you don't want to have sex with non-Stiles in FRONT of Stiles but even so, this really needs to stop. Because it's slowly killing the both of you and he's just getting more and more powerful from it.

"No that's not it. I'm done with you. I'm done with this."

All three of you turn your heads towards the window where you hear cars screeching down the street and you know it's your friends who have finally come to your aide.

"I told you they'd be here." Stiles tells him "And they're not going to be happy with you sending them on a wild goose chase. If anything I think they'll want to chomp a little bit harder just for that!"

The Nogitsune ignores him and turns back to you. His face is terrifying to look at, he's so pissed off at the entire situation.

"Guess you thought you'd have more time?" you ask him "Apparently my friends aren't as stupid as you thought."

Next you hear pounding on the door and yelling from below. It's only a matter of minutes before the front door opens.

"This isn't over." the Nogitsune tells you, grabbing you by the hair and pulling your face close to his "You'll be back soon enough. You're going to want me. You're going to come crawling back, begging me to fuck you good. And I'll be waiting!" he leans in and gives you a forceful kiss, shoving his tongue in your mouth, then pulls away from you.

"Don't bet on it." you hear Stiles respond.

Finally your friends burst through the bedroom door but not before the Nogitsune somehow managed to get out of the room. Did he go out the window? Can he disappear? You're not sure how it works with the whole Trickster thing but at this point you don't really care, you're just happy he's gone.

"Are you ok? Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I thought we had him!" Scott runs over to you and rips whatever was used to tie you to the chair off, and then quickly goes to Stiles and does the same.

"What the hell happened? I thought some of you were supposed to stay here and watch the goddamn house!" Stiles shoves Scott away.

"I'm sorry!" Scott looks somewhat hurt by his friend's outburst "We really had a good lead on him, we thought he was hiding out in another warehouse like before when he took us all there, but this time on the other side of the town. We were so sure..."

"Until Lydia realized it was a trap." Allison finished.

Thank God for Lydia. That's twice tonight she's saved you from an embarrassing moment.

"He's a Trickster, that's what he does! I can't believe you guys fell for it!" Stiles was pissed.

"Arguing right now isn't going to solve anything." Issac interjects "We've all agreed to stay here for the night. Your father should be here soon. No one is getting in or out of this house tonight."

Well...that was kind of scary to think about. But you're just grateful that your friends are here and that nothing happened this time. You can't believe just telling him to stop actually worked! Although...would he really have stopped unless your friends showed up here? Or would he have kept on going? A shiver runs through you as you push the thought aside, too afraid to really think about what may have happened.

"The girls can stay in my room tonight." Stiles tells the group "the guys will stay downstairs."

The group begins to disperse but you really need to talk to Stiles and ask him about that video comment the Nogitsune made.

"Stiles" you call out "can I talk to you for a minute...alone?"

"Sure" he says. The only room that's available at this point with a house full of people is the bathroom so you both head in there. You shut the door behind you and turn to look at him.

"Are you ok? He hit you pretty hard." you ask him, reaching for the bruise that's formed on his forehead.

"I'm fine." he flinches at your touch.

"God, Stiles what the hell? I can't figure you out! Earlier we were joking around, it was like old times. Now you can barely look at me and won't even let me look at the damn bruise on your head!"

He stands there not saying a word to you.

"Is it true?" you ask him.

"Is what true?"

"You know damn well what I'm talking about. The video. Is it true? Are you still watching that?"

"Son of a bitch" he began running his hands through his hair, you've noticed it's a nervous trait he's picked up "Look I told you...I told you I wished it was me!"

"I know you told me that. But you didn't tell me you watched it more than once. Or that apparently when you watch it you..."

"OK! OK! What do you want me to say? Yes I've watched it a few times...ok more than a few times. I can't talk about this anymore." he begins to head for the door.

"Wait, Stiles please! I want to know why you can't admit it! Why can't you admit you have feelings for me? Or even act on them? What gives?"

His face had a mixture of pain and anger on it and you couldn't tell which one of the two emotions was about to win out.

"You know what? I've known you since we were kids. And to see you act like that? With him? It pisses me off. Some guy that LOOKS like me but ISN'T me is doing this to you, and all the while you claimed that YOU had feelings for ME but never said anything? And instead of doing something about it, you go and fuck this guy? Thing? Whatever he is? I can't even look at you right now! I'm glad you're ok, and that it didn't happen again. But I need some time. This is too much to process."

And with that he walks out the door and leaves you there. Deja vu from the conversation you had in his room just hours ago. Except this time you know he can't stand you. This night just couldn't get any better, could it?