Disclaimer: Teen Wolf and its contents do not belong to me in any shape or form :( seeming how it's that really boring day of the year (valentines day) HAHA I thought I should update another smutty chapter so thanks to Kayela-Brown-1228 for prompting me to do so ;) hope you enjoy x

"I'm really craving pretzels with cheese" Kayla sighed to herself, staring up at Stiles' blank ceiling from where she was sprawled out on his bed, her mind wandering. Actually, scrap that, pretzels with melted cheese. Or better yet, melted cheese and chocolate sauce. Or if she really wanted a food orgasm then pretzels, melted cheese, chocolate sauce and marshmallow fluff – talk about heaven or what?

"Wow Kaylz, way to boost a guys' confidence" Stiles said, his face suddenly popping into her line of vision sounding part sarcastic, part playful if not a little hurt, "I'm in the middle of trying to get you all hot and bothered and you're craving food?"

"I'm always craving food" She retaliated, giving him a gentle smile, "Sorry... guess my body is having some kind of mechanical failure" She just shrugged lightly, "But seriously about those pretzels and che-" He suddenly cut her off with his lips landing on hers heatedly, one hand landing on the side of her neck, keeping her head tilted up whilst the other gently started palming her breast through her bra and that did cause her to gasp a little in pleasure. And usually she would be totally up for anything and everything but she was super worried about Derek and pissed off at Gerard, her head was all over the place at the moment hence why she wasn't reacting to any of Stiles' caresses or touches – until now.

He then lightly bit down on her bottom lip, his bare chest skimming across hers as she allowed her arms to wrap around his back, clinging to the bare skin as her body, finally, started coming alive to the feel of his pressing against hers.

"Oh wow..." She whispered to herself, eyelids fluttering shut as Stiles detached his lips from hers, trailing soft kisses across her cheek and then down her neck, resuming his task of giving her a love bite right on the curve of her neck, his teeth ever so lightly digging into her skin and when he felt her finally respond in a positive way, obviously realising this was the way to go to get her all 'hot and bothered', he upped the ante.

"Uh... okay... this totally beats pretzels with cheese" She muttered, throwing her head back and biting her lip as he starting sucking on the skin, his tongue soothing the reddening area, "Even with chocolate sauce and marshmallow fluff" She added without thinking, bringing her lip inbetween her teeth as he suddenly stopped abruptly, pulling back and cocking an eyebrow at her.

"Uh... should I be worried about your weird food concoctions?" He smirked, his tongue darting out to wetten his lips as he stared up at her through his eyelashes.

"Yes, one hundred percent" She said quickly, her nails digging into his shoulder blades, "Now keep doing that thing you were doing"

"Hmmm demanding" He chuckled light-heartedly, his hand disappearing around her back and starting to fiddle with her bra strap, "I like"

"You love" She contradicted with a smile, letting out a quiet chuckle as she continued to feel his hand graze across her back from where she lay, hearing him let out the occasional quiet sigh of frustration as he tried to find the clasp.

"You know, it would help if you were looking for it in the right place" She laughed lightly, biting the inside of her cheek as he just quirked an eyebrow as if to say 'huh', "It's a front clasped bra Stiles" Cue the even more confused if not slightly disbelieving stare, "You know... the clasp is at the front"

"What kind of idiot made that incredibly confusing invention" He muttered, screwing his face up as he glanced down at her chest, his eyes narrowing like he was studying some complicated science experiment, "I mean, really? A clasp at the front?"

"Don't pretend you haven't seen that in all those 'adult' movies you watch" And he just raised his eyebrows as she laughed quietly, "Tons of porn stars wear them"

"I don't watch that" He immediately spoke up, shaking his head, his cheeks flushing, "Like... no, no I don't, definitely not" And Kayla just held in her chuckles of amusement, her eyes glistening as she shot him a 'really?' look, "Okay, maybe occasionally" He amended, "But you're way better" He quickly said, "Now where were we?" And before she could tease him for his 'extra curricular' activities or whatever guys did and called it, his lips landed on the base of her neck while his hand, finally, managed to locate the strap, his nimble fingers clumsily managing to untie it and push it from her body, pulling it from under her and throwing it over his shoulder, his hands starting to gently massage her breasts as he started nibbling her neck and littering her skin with gentle kisses and Kayla started to feel her skin flush, her heart rate rapidly increasing with-

"Ow, what the hell? Guys what's-holy shit" And Kayla pushed herself up on her elbows, looking up curiously only to see Scott pulling her bra from his head where it presumably hit him face first, hence the whole 'owing' thing going on, "Oh my god I-I-I-" He stuttered, his face turning beat root red, eyes going wide and he looked like he wanted to turn around right away but shock paralysed him, his jaw almost hitting the floor.

"Oh, hey Scott" Kayla said surprised but brightly none the less, giving the embarrassed boy a beaming smile, "How's it-"

"Scott" Stiles suddenly yelped, jumping away from her like she had burnt him, his eyes as wide as saucers, "Oh my god-ahhhhh" He practically screamed making his friend do the same, both letting out a really manly scream - note the sarcasm - "What-what-what are you doing?" Stiles squeaked, grabbing a pillow from the bed and covering her chest with it, "W-W-What's-"

"Oh god, I didn't mean to-I thought... oh crap-" Scott muttered, sending them both an apologetic look as he finally got the ability to move and covered his eyes, "I should've knocked"

"Eh, it doesn't matter" Kayla waved her hand in front of her nonchalantly, "We're all friends right?" And Stiles just sent her a 'YOU'RE BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEPING CRAZY' look as Scott groaned loudly, like he was being set on fire.

"Wow guys, chill" Kayla advised, chuckling as she sat up, wrapping her arms around the fluffy white pillow, "It's not like we're naked" She sent Stiles a mischievous wink, "Though if I had my way I would totally be ripping those pants off you lover-boy" She directed the last part of her sentence to Stiles who squeaked loudly, cheeks flushing.

"No please don't, I'm still here" Scott practically pleaded, tightening his hand around his eyes, "Still in the room"

"Is that an offer?" Kayla bit her lip because winding these two up was always the highlight of her day, "Because being sandwiched between two attractive guys is not a bad way to spend an evening" And of course she was joking because, newsflash, girl with no shame right here, she couldn't and wouldn't control her mouth because it was just too darn funny watching these two squirm.

"Oh my god... kill me now... kill me now" Stiles groaned, face-palming himself while Scott looked about ready to jump from the window.

"Jeez guys I'm joking" She reassured them, "...maybe" She added, eyes twinkling before shrugging lightly, "And please don't start acting all awkward, so what? You saw my boobs, congratulations for getting that privilege" And Stiles started choking on his air as Scott dropped his hand, keeping his eyes screwed well and truly shut.

"Kayla I'm really really sorry" Scott apologised, waving his arms about, one hand still conveniently holding her blue bra, "I didn't want to... don't want you to feel... uncomfortable about seeing you like...that"

"Who, Me?" She chuckled because that really was funny, "Scottie boy, Stiles is the uncomfortable one-" She jutted her head to the side where Stiles was fidgeting about on the end of the bed, bare chested and sweating slightly with nerves and embarrassment, "-Not me, but just out of curiosity how would you rate them?" And cue the death of the two teenagers in this house. Stiles started wheezing, going to stand up from the end of his bed but he was uncoordinated enough as it was never mind when he was sexually frustrated and mortified to the point of burying himself in a hole and never coming out again and his foot caught on the end of the duvet, face planting the floor just as Scott's eyes opened as if on reflex, his wide brown eyes staring at her like she had just predicted the apocalypse.

"What? No harm in getting a second opinion, you've seen them now" She pointed out, shrugging "Now I believe Stiles' exact words were-"

"They're nice... v-v-very nice" Scott stuttered, taking a few steps backwards towards the door, nodding his head quickly, "Not that I was deliberately looking, I'm not a pervert" He rushed out, like he was trying to reassure them both as he swivelled his stare between her and Stiles who was picking himself up off the floor, "I only saw for like a second... or two... and not much of it, that... uh-" He ran a hand through his hair nervously, "See you at school tomorrow" And as quick as a flash he had barrelled his way through the door practically leaving skid marks in his wake.

"Scottie... bra" Kayla called after him, unable to hold back her laughs of amusement as suddenly her bra got flung through the door before a few seconds later she heard the front door slam shut.

"What a cute awkward little potato he is" Kayla observed, biting her lip as she stared at Stiles who was fanning himself with his hand, "You breathing okay now?" She smirked, unable to help it as Stiles fell backwards on his bed, limbs splayed out around him like he was about to be crucified.

"I can't believe that just happened" He muttered, whole skin flushed, especially his cheeks and jaw-line, "My best friend just saw my girlfriends' boobs... while we were half naked... please tell me that was just a nightmare"

"Awwww, my boyfriend, the other cute awkward little potato" She laughed lightly, dropping the pillow from her chest and clambering over to him, straddling his lap and leaning on her arms that rested on his bare chest, "They're still all yours, you don't have to share"

"I'm dead... I'm dying a slow painful death and living an eternity in hell I just know it" Stiles muttered, covering his face with his hands as she giggled, pulling his hands apart and pressing a soft kiss to his lips, pinning his arms to the bed below.

"Forget about it, it's no big deal" And his eyes went as wide as saucers, "I have no shame, remember? And anyway, I have nothing to be ashamed about in the first place, I can be proud of my boobage if I wanna"

"I know, and they're great, you're great but... Scott, really?" And Kayla bit her cheek as Stiles physically shook his head, clearing his thoughts, his face screwing up, "He's going to be acting weird for weeks now"

"Then you two should make a club" Kayla retaliated, smirking lightly as she kissed his lips again, trying to relax him as best she could before sitting up fully, straddling his lap, taking ahold of his hands in hers and intertwining their fingers, "So..." She puckered her lips, "Should I just go back to craving pretzels and cheese now or?" Because maybe that little 'incident' put him off sex, who knows?

"I... I um..." He muttered to himself, biting his lip before she guided her hands upwards, skimming over her waist and then over her ribcage before finally settling on her chest, allowing his hands to cup her breasts as she just started absent-mindedly playing with her fingernails as Stiles started breathing heavily, his whiskey brown eyes trailing over every inch of her body which, in turn, made his whole lower body clench up as she felt the familiar hardening underneath her.

Okay, so she was playing a little dirty, sue her.

"And just FYI-" Kayla whispered, smirking to herself as Stiles started to gently roll his hands over her breasts, like he was unable to held himself, "I'm really turned on right now" and that small statement made his eyes go wide, "Plus, I'll let you do anything you want" and that did it. It was like that little incident with Scott didn't happen as Stiles suddenly flipped them over, much to her surprise as she let out a small squawk of shock before Stiles silenced her with his lips on hers.

Bingo. In the space of ten minutes it went from him trying to get her engine revving, which at the time was practically impossible, to her partly teasing and seducing him then to this. A really super intense make out session.

The passion, the want, the need, the urgency was unbearable. Zaps of electricity ran through her body as she felt his tongue pressing against hers, working its way over hers with energy and zest, a new found level of infatuation brewing from the depths of their attraction that left her breathless. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him flush against her, bathing in the heat being created by their bodies pressing against each others'.

His lips were working over hers quickly, one hand gripping at her hip tightly before slipping over her shorts and fiddling with the button and zip in a rush, his flushed body giving away how turned on he was as he pulled her zipper down, hand brushing over her underwear like he was teasing her, trying to entice her and it sure as hell was working.

She moaned quietly against his lips, hands slinking around his neck and keeping him right there as he ever so slyly slipped his fingers past the band of her lacy underwear, tips of his fingers immediately landing on the hood of her clit and rubbing it gently, like he was being careful in not wanting to hurt her and turning her on at an easy pace but she was already there.

"When you said you were turned on-" He muttered against her red lips, hot breath washing over her face as his fingertips got coated in her wetness "-I didn't realise how much" And she just clung to his neck, chest heaving.

"A lot, a-muchly turned on"

"Not a word Kaylz" He chuckled inbetween the kisses he was giving her, his fingers gliding downwards and across her folds, already so ready for him but damn him... he was a tease, that's for sure.

"Don't... care... holy crap" She groaned, arching her back slightly as she felt his thumb stroke her clit to a steady rhythm, slowly allowing a finger to slip inside her, "Fuck... faster" She managed to get out, breaths quick and steady.

"You sure?" Stiles whispered, "Are you ready alrea-" But she didn't allow him to finish his sentence as she crashed her lips to his because what a nice guy, checking she was ready, not wanting to hurt her and that was probably one of the biggest turns on of all.

He got the hint. Thankfully. Otherwise she may just have to finish up herself. He slowly slipped another finger inside her making her gasp in pleasure, fingernails curling into the nape of his neck as he started stroking her painfully slowly, fingertips rubbing every sensitive spot she ever knew she had and ones she didn't and holy fuck... fuck... fuck...

He started moving faster, keeping a steady yet quick rhythm as he broke the kiss, nibbling at her ear, his hot wet breath washing over cheek as she clung to him, biting her lip to try and quieten down her moans of enjoyment.

Her whole body was flushed. Back of her neck starting to get clammy with perspiration. Back arching again as he started rubbing against that spot, knowing how to make her come undone. She pulled him closer against her, moving her hips against his hand, unable to help herself as she basked in the complete and utter enjoyment and pleasure he made her feel.

"Kaylz baby wait I... uh..." He muttered, slowing down his hand movements right when she was this-close to reaching her high, her breaths irregular, "Not yet" And not yet? She was so past ready, "Slower... I want to go slower... and do something else" He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek, pulling his hand from her underwear, "Can we?" And she couldn't even form words right now, that's how muddled her brain was.

So she just settled in nodding slowly, pushing back some hair away from her sweaty forehead as Stiles smiled widely, caramel flecked eyes glistening as he placed his hands on her hips, settling himself between her legs before started to kiss his way down her body.

He peppered her skin with soft and sightly wet kisses, taking his time from her neck to her collar bone, gripping at her hips tightly as he felt her trying to react, about to flip them over so she could get some leverage, her body craving his right now. But he soon put a stop to that. His large hands pressed her against the mattress as his lips softly skimmed over her breasts, tongue trailing over her nipples which just made her groan loudly.

"Stiles, quit the teasing will ya?" She gasped, stars appearing over her vision.

"That's not teasing... this is teasing" He chuckled, rolling his tongue around one of her nipples, the wet and warm surface stroking over the hardened area, teeth grazing very softly before wrapping his soft lips around it and sucking gently, leaving her breathless.

Fuck it. She was a goner.

His hands curled around the waistband of her shorts, slowly starting to drag them down her legs, fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake as he allowed his lips to continue their journey downward towards her belly button as Kayla watched him, gulping back big breaths of air.

Jesus... how could he make her feel like this?

She helped him kick off her shorts as his lips came to the hem of her underwear, pressing light kisses across the thin material and she literally felt her whole lower stomach starting to clench in anticipation, latching onto what his idea was.

Sex was one thing but going down on her? Kill her now with pleasure.

"Are you about to do what I think you're gonna do?" She muttered, biting down hard on her bottom lip as he pushed her left leg to the side, his lips skimming across the underwear line there.

"What you hope I'm going to do" He corrected, oozing confidence as he stared up at her though his eyelashes, "You love it when I go down on you"

Kayla just gulped in anticipation, not able to form appropriate words as Stiles smirked, fingers hooking into the lace underwear and slowly, ever so slowly, started to pull them off her hips and down her thighs, his honey brown eyes smouldering hers as he did so, his fingertips leaving burn marks in their wake.

Sex was amazing with Stiles, no doubt about that. She always felt connected to him in the best way possible when their bodies moved together in sync, their touches infectious. But when he went down on her that was just a whole new level of connectiveness... if that was even a word. She did feel bare and vulnerable like that but she trusted him and felt comfortable sharing that part of her. With Aiden it was just sex, plain and simple. With Stiles it was so much more than that, so much more.

He tilted her leg to the side, trailing his warm lips from her knee all the way up her thigh as her breathing stopped, chest filling with anticipation. And she got why he wanted to do this slowly, take their time, don't rush things, but boy she just wanted to feel him right now, right this second.

He pressed his lips to her inner thigh, tongue darting out to lick the skin and she let out a small whimper, feeling herself start to clench involuntarily.

"Stiles..." She moaned, clenching the bed sheets underneath her, skin clammy, nipples erect with want, core hot. And she was sure she saw that bugger smirk, no doubt enjoying how he could get underneath her skin, making her unravel.

A/N) Im no evil it will pick up next chapter ;) so anyway, its nearly 2am here in the uk and i have work tomoz (sigh) so i will update ASAP as well as deadly intentions, and i really really hoped u liked and please review, they mean so much and are so inspiring, see ya next time x :)