The cab pulls up to the abandoned building and stops just before a gate that is clearly not doing a very good job at keeping anyone out.
"You sure this is where you want to be? Looks like it might be dangerous or something." the cab driver asks you.
"Yeah this is it. Thanks." you open the door while handing him some cash.
"You want me to wait for you?" you can tell he's a little nervous about leaving you here but you're not in the mood.
"No I'm fine. I'm meeting someone here. Thanks." and you walk away.
The front doors of the building aren't even locked and you walk right into the place. It's smaller than you remembered, but then again the last time you saw it you were seven years old.
There seems to be no basement to the building and only a few rooms on the first floor which you quickly make your way through each one. You know who you're looking for.
He has to be here! Why else would he have sent everyone here the other night?
Nothing on the bottom floor so you slowly make your way up the uneven steps towards the second floor which has the same amount of rooms as below.
Old desks and paper are scattered around the place but that's all you find. You check every nook and cranny you can think of...but no one is here. The guys were right, this is a bust.
It took you almost a half hour to search the place, even after going everywhere twice to double check and make sure no one was there.
You reluctantly drag yourself back outside trying to figure out your next step. You need to see him. You need to feel him right now. You're so confused and mixed up and that's all you can think about.
Walking out the doors you see that the cab is actually still waiting outside. He must have noticed the confused look on your face.
"I felt bad leaving you here. I'd get my ass handed to me if anyone found out I left some teenage girl at an abandoned building alone." he tells you.
"I can take you back home. I didn't keep the meter running!" he smiles as if he's done you a favor.
You get in the car and tell him your address and off you go.
The entire ride home you can't figure if you're more pissed off with him or with yourself. Why wasn't he there? Didn't he say you'd be able to find him when you needed him? And why are you even looking for him?
And then you remind yourself why. You know it's Stiles you want, but he just keeps pushing you further and further away. This is the only way to get what you want at this point.
Finally the cab pulls in front of your house as it's beginning to get dark. You had him more money and walk into the house.
You hadn't even checked your phone while you were gone. It's blown up with text messages and missed calls from almost every one of your friends. You don't even know what to say to them at this point. You send one mass text saying "I'm fine. At home going to bed. Leave me alone." it was harsh but it was the truth. You didn't want to see any damn one of them tonight.
You walk past the living room and right up the stairs to the bathroom to get yourself ready for bed. A shower sounded like an excellent idea so you turned it on and let the room steam up a bit whlie you began taking off your sweatshirt and pants.
Turning so you place your clothes in a pile on the floor you gasp. You're not alone.
"I told you that you'd come and find me." the man pretending to be your friend stands mere feet away.
"Yeah...well you weren't there." you reply, fully aware that you're naked in front of him.
"That was a test to see if you'd really try and come and find me. And sure enough like I said...you did." he smirks at you.
You stand there not saying a word and just stare at him for a few moments.
"Get in the shower." he tells you. You don't even hesitate.
He quickly sheds his clothes and follows you into the shower. The water is warm but you're shivering with anticipation at what he is going to do with you.
"I knew you'd be back." his voice is low "You can't stay away. I take it Stiles still isn't giving it up? He knows he can't give it to you like I can." his hands begin a slow decent from your shoulders, down your breasts, and end on your hips.
"Turn around." he whispers in your ear.
Another shiver runs through you as you turn to face the water cascading down on both of you. He wraps his arms around you and rubs his hardness against your back.
"I take it you enjoyed that dream the other night? He did too, you know. I wanted to see what would happen if I untied you both. You had free will in that dream. You kept it going. I thought he might want to at least join...but he just watched. I told you he likes to watch."
His lips are ghosting across your neck and shoulders and you can't help but tremble. It's a sensitive spot for you, always has been.
After teasing you for a few minutes he finally pushes his hardness into you, something you've been waiting for and it doesn't disappoint. You gasp at the entrance and rock back onto him, which makes him groan at the feeling.
"Fuck...a little eager, aren't we?" he tugs at your hair.
"Please! I need it." you beg him.
You can almost feel the smile forming across his lips as he hears you say those words and he begins pumping in and out of you at a slow rhythm. He has one hand bracing himself on the shower wall in front of the two of you and one on your lower stomach, applying light pressure.
"I can almost feel myself in you. How full I make you feel, how good I make you feel." he continues with his movement.
You moan out at the feeling of him inside you, the pressure he's putting on your stomach does make it feel like you're being filled even fuller, and anytime he breaths a word to you about it it makes you moan even louder.
He continues for another few minutes and then takes his hand off your stomach. You whine at the loss of the feeling but you watch as he detaches the head of the shower...and then brings it between your legs. He aims it right for your clit.
"Fuck!" you scream out at the intense feeling.
Your legs begin to tremble and you can't even think straight. He's fucking you from behind and the water is beating down on you and the feeling is incredible.
"Come on now...keep yourself up. I can't do all of the work here." he purrs in your ear.
Your hands fly up to brace yourself on the wall in front of you as he continues.
"Oh my god!" you cry out "I can't!" the feeling is too intense, you don't think you can handle it much longer.
"Trust me...it'll be worth it." he tells you.
He changes the angle of his thrusting and another scream rips from your throat. It's deeper now. So much deeper! And so much pressure coming from both sides. You're panting with every breath you take now and trying to keep from going absolutely insane!
"Jesus" he pants "had I know you would have enjoyed this" a gasp from him "I would have done this ages ago!"
Every time he talks it turns you on even more and at this point you know you're about to lose it.
"My god! I can't-" your panting is even heavier now.
"Fuck...you're about to cum. My favorite part." he growls.
That's all it took and you are SCREAMING louder than you ever have before. He holds the shower head in place and grabs on to you as your entire body is shaking and he follows you with his own orgasm, yelling out and sliding down to the floor with you.
You manage to reach up and turn the shower off and then continue sitting on the shower floor with him for a few minutes, both of you trying to catch your breath.
He's the first one to get up and hands you a towel. You slowly stand up, your legs still wobbly, and you step out of the shower and wrap the towel around yourself.
He's smiling at you and you almost want to slap that smile off his face.
"Shut up." you mumble as you walk back into your room and throw on your robe.
"I think you like it when I talk dirty to you." he pulls you close to him, his body still naked and wet from the shower.
You try pushing him away but he grabs your arms and pulls you closer.
"You love it when I talk dirty to you." he licks a stripe up your neck.
"Please..." is all you can get out before you fall into the darkness once more.
You wake up and find yourself still in your robe, on your bed. You look at the clock and it's half past 3 in the morning. You've been asleep for hours now.
Slowly you get up and look around the room, and you don't see him there. You begin checking the rest of the house to see if maybe he's still hanging around, but you're pretty sure he's long gone now.
You're still groggy and your body aches from the intense night you had, so you crawl right back into bed and fall back asleep quickly.
Morning comes too early for your tastes but you get up anyway. You check your phone and there are two text messages waiting for you to read.
The first one is an emergency alert from the school. One of the water tanks burst and it flooded half of the school so they canceled school for the day.
The second one was from Stiles.
I know what happened.
We need to talk. Now.
Shit.