Disclaimer; teen wolf, does not belong to me, sorry for the wait, I've never written this type of scene before so I wanted to try and get it right, so please enjoy x

"Do you have any lotion?"

Sorry, what? Stiles was too busy going out of his fricking mind with pleasure to register anything in this moment in time. He didn't know this, this act, could be so damn arousing. A knot may still be formed in his stomach with nerves but that was slowly twisting into another one - one that made his stomach clench with excitement, his whole body tingling with pleasure and want. She had a slightly different technique than Kayla, there was no build up or teasing, she just went straight in there, hand wrapped around him as she twisted her way down his length before trailing her hand back up. He was so used to Kayla's way of doing things that it came as a bit of a shock, like he was just realising some strange girl had her hand on his dick, but never the less she was still good, especially for someone that didn't exactly specialise in the whole 'dick' area and preferred, well... That.

He peeled his eyes open at her husky request, trying his hardest to not buck his hips up off the bed at her touch to see the blonde girl, Amy, pressed into the mattress, her bottom lip stuck between her teeth in a desperate need to not moan as Kayla circled her lean hips against hers, grinding slowly and sensually between her legs and no doubt hitting every possible enjoyable spot this girl had. That was one up side to Kayla's seductress side, she could make anyone and everyone feel the upmost pleasure possible. Trust him, he knew.

"Uh... Um... Oh god..." He bit down on his tongue as Amy's slender fingers caressed their way over his tip, causing him to suck in a sharp deep breath, "um... Y-Yeah" he stuttered, sweat breaking out on the back of his neck.

"Then you better... Oh fuck-" Amy groaned under her breath as Kayla let her teeth graze the pulse point on her neck, her body humming with need, "-get it... I heard that dry handjobs aren't exactly fun"

Honestly? Right now he would take anything but he had to agree, dry handjobs weren't as enjoyable as slick wet ones, for both people. And did he seriously just think that? Was he in a position where he needed to think that? And he had to give his head a small shake, just double checking that his girlfriend was in fact having some super hot and heavy sex with a pretty darn cool girl and whoa, it was real, definitely real, and he wasn't even dreaming. Oh man he was in heaven, he could die a happy man now.

Through Amy's heavy panting she smirked at him, dropping her hand and he hated the loss of contact, his whole body on edge as he practically threw himself sideways, almost knocking over his bedside table in the rush to open the drawer and pull out a bottle of lotion, staring down at it like it was gold.

Amy watched him the entire time, amusement flashing through her eyes as her free hand wrapped in Kayla's hair, urging her to keep going and damn that girl knew what she was doing. Amy had never been with someone that could, somehow, know all her weak spots. There was something different about her, she just didn't know what. Amy was a sucker for rolling hips, circling and grinding at the same time, it felt like her whole world was imploding but unfortunately none of her past girlfriends had ever managed to tackle it. They would either lose rhythm, give up because it got too tiring or make it really uncomfortable, like she wasn't having amazing sex with a soft luscious girl but the edge of a dining room table. But, somehow, Kayla knew what she was doing. Her rhythm was on point, she kept a steady pace to let Amy bask in the pleasure it gave her plus the pressure on the hood of her clit was exactly right to give her pleasurable chills down her back. All in all Kayla definitely got an eleven and if Kayla wasn't dating anyone Amy would've made sure to snag her right up. This girl was a goddess in disguise.

If only Amy knew how right she was...

Stiles collapsed back on the bed in a flail and frenzy of limbs, the bottle almost slipping from his hands as he tried to unclasp the lid to squirt some in the palm of Amy's hand, the one she was using to work him so meticulously.

His whole body was flushed, his chest tightening with ragged breaths as he watched Amy's pale hand circle around his length and start to pump him again, her wrist twisting as she went and maybe she was a bit sloppy and jittery at first, not quite knowing the best route to take - after all it must be so strange to be faced with a naked guy rather than a girl - but right now it wouldn't take a lot to get Stiles off, he was so close to the finishing line already it was borderline embarrassing.

But he forced himself to try and calm down, to relax and not let his stomach tighten. Instead he let his eyes fall on the two girls next to him, unable to tear his gaze away from their slow moving bodies. It was like a captivating piece of art, so sensual and catching, demanding to be appreciated. He liked woman, he appreciated their curves and shape, how their bodies were the most beautiful thing he had ever laid eyes on. And right now, seeing those two perfect bodies pressed against one another, their heavenly figures moulding into one was the best thing to witness.

His breath caught in his throat, Amy's hand now slick with lotion as she picked up the pace a little and Stiles actually had to glance down to watch in amazement as her hand moved, how he unconsciously started twitching in her grasp.

She then let her fingers trail along the underside of his length and that was when he lost it. He sucked in a sharp breath, his hips raising off the bed and into her hand, flashes sparking across his vision as she continued to pump him. Screw control, who needed that?

He groaned loudly, fisting the bed sheets in his grasp as he bucked his hips up quickly to meet her strokes, unable to stop. All he knew was this felt good, uber good, and Stiles was a sucker for pleasure.

His chest rose and fell rapidly as he deliberately forced himself to watch them, knowing he loved watching. Kayla had now moved her head down from Amy's neck to her chest, one hand cupped around Amy's perky breast as her lips left wet sloppy kisses around the soft and no doubt bouncy flesh, her tongue moving downwards to slowly and teasingly flick the erect nipple, causing Amy to gasp.

Amy's moans weren't to be quietened down any, in fact they just got louder as she felt Kayla's warm breath tickle the wet skin of her beast, her tongue expertly dancing across her nipple, caressing it almost and leaving Amy aching for more. Her hand subconsciously tightened around Stiles' hard length, the lotion making a noise every time she moved her hand and before she thought she may be turned off by seeing a guy like this, touching him like this, but it didn't. Maybe it was the way he was groaning under his breath or watching her and Kayla like they were the most fascinating and beautiful things he had ever seen but she found herself enjoying it, knowing she was making him unravel. In fact she even found herself aching for him to come undone, craving to hear his groans of pleasure. She was even shocked at how she liked the feel of his length cupped in her palm, how hot and aroused his skin was, how his tip was flushed red with arousal, the way she could explore every bump or groove in his length that was surprisingly more endowed than she thought by looking at him. She liked the feel of him. She liked the feel of his girlfriend, end of story.

Another pleasure filled gasp tore from her throat followed by a heated moan, throwing her head back into the pillows as Kayla's warm soft lips encircled her nipple, sucking it into her mouth for her tongue to play with. She didn't put too much pressure on her breast either, just enough to make it interesting, just enough to make Amy's back arch, her hand pumping Stiles even faster.

Amy's hips raised off the bed a little, her free hand trailing down Kayla's bare back to attach to her hip, digging her nails in a little, pulling her body flush against her own. Under one palm of her hand she felt Stiles' length twitch, his hips banging into her hand quicker than before and under the other she felt Kayla's body move against hers in an almost impossible way, curving and sliding all in perfect sync, her pelvic bone circling around Amy's clit before grinding and the blonde had to hold back a scream of exhilaration, her whole body shaking, her hand sliding down to gently cup her bare ass cheek, helping her move over her. And although Amy's pace turned sloppy and quick, her hand working Stiles so quickly she was sure to get cramps, somehow the brunette above her didn't break her rhythm or speed, she kept it up despite the fact she was clearly loosing herself in the pleasure, Amy felt it. How Kayla's breathing pace was hot and quick around her breast, how her back was slick with sweat, how wet she was getting. How she did it was astounding. Right now Amy didn't just feel like she was getting screwed, she felt like she was actually getting appreciated and that just caused her to groan more, moaning Kayla's name under her breath.

And of course Stiles came first. It was inevitable really, they all knew it. A few seconds prior pre cum had already broke free, starting to trail down his length only for Amy's quick hand to sweep it away and that was when Stiles knew he was on the edge. Literally. He was just teetering there, holding on by a pinky. By this point he didn't slow down his hips, he just continued to raise them quicker and more aggressively, one hand fisting the clammy grey bedsheets where as the other one found its way to land atop one of Amy's breast, the one Kayla wasn't currently paying 'special' attention too. She didn't mind, in fact Stiles was sure he heard Amy let out a noise of pleasure, her hand tightening and twisting around his length in response.

Then, just a second later, stars imploded across his vision, his whole body shaking in response as Amy tugged at him one last time, more aggressive and dominant than she had done before but it was nice, it was something he was used to. An animalistic growl tore from his throat, his sweaty and exhausted body collapsing back onto the bed, his stomach unclenching as he released himself across Amy's hand and his lower stomach, feeling the most immense happiness he had felt in a while. He just hoped Kayla got the same satisfaction but judging by her throaty moans she was, and it was a pretty spectacular thing to witness.

Amy's whole body locked into place as she grabbed Kayla tighter, the brunette making sure to keep up her steady and sensual pace right up until Amy felt herself coming undone underneath her and even the moments after, riding out their euphoric feelings together. And hand on heart it was fucking amazing. She was left breathless and clammy, her whole body not wanting to come down from the high it was left in. Damn this girl was good, no, she was better than good, she was fucking great, clearly with all her last girlfriends Amy had been missing out on some serious shit.

She glanced down, one of Stiles' hands resting over her breast while Kayla had collapsed against her, her head resting in the crook of her neck, panting against her clammy skin, their legs intertwined.

'Did... Did that just actually happen?' That was the question on everyone's minds in that moment in time as Kayla adjusted herself a little so she was now looking down onto Amy's flushed face, a proud smirk tugging at her lips. Looks like she has done a pretty damn good job.

"Thanks" Amy had whispered out of breath and Kayla just glanced down at her reddened and swollen lips, slightly flattered. So she just settled in slowly leaning down, touching her lips with the faintest of pressure, Amy's hands lifting up to tangle in her hair, returning the kiss just as eagerly but it was a lazy slow kiss, their hot breath and tongues intertwining, progressively getting hotter and hotter, more intimate as time slowed down. At least until Amy pulled back, an awkward look on her face as Kayla raised an eyebrow, wondering if she did something wrong or if Amy wanted to leave but that wasn't the case.

The blonde tried to pull away her hand from her hair only for it to be tangled there, Kayla's hair turning tuggy and sticky and what the hell?

"Um..." She looked to the side to see Stiles wincing, a sheepish look on his face as he glanced down at himself before looking back up, meeting her gaze, "sorry"

She then realised what he meant and burst out laughing, Amy soon following and then Stiles. Trust them to end up in this situation. She wasn't even going down on him, in fact she was no where near his dick but still his, Uh, 'fluids' still ended up in her hair. Honestly.

"Well..." Amy muttered, biting back her laughs and managing to untangle her sticky hand from Kayla's long hair, wiping it on the sheets, "that was... Wow"

"Wow indeed" Kayla smirked, biting her lip playfully as she turned her attention to Stiles, "how you doing loverboy?"

"Greaaaaat" he drawled out, nodding his head like an excited puppy, his index finger and thumb forming an 'O' shape, "really... Really... Great"

She crawled off Amy, unable to stop smiling like an idiot as she straddled his lap, running her hands over his hair and pressing her forehead against his.

"Did you have fun?" She asked slyly, and although he had gone back to being soft, when she straddled him he started going hard again - seems like he didn't need that long of a recovery time.

He nodded, still in shock, "it was... Amazing... Did you, you know-"

Yes. Yes safe to say she definitely did, multiple times in fact. And she didn't need to ask him that question, the evidence was literally in her hair. He still looked blown away, this cute flushed look over his face so she just kissed him softly. He kissed differently than Amy, not that there was a proper way to kiss but this, this is what she was used to, this slow deep kissing full of understanding and love was what she craved.

He grabbed her hips, pulling her flush against him and lifting her up a little only for her to feel him then disapear inside her, muffling a gasp of pleasure against his lips, her arms winding around his neck.

"Fuck Stiles" she moaned, "don't do that"

"Don't do what?" He smirked, knowing what she was meaning but playing innocent.

"That" she gasped again as he lifted her up off his hips before sliding into her again, knowing it made her unravel, "shit"

Amy was watching them in amusement, biting her lip as the scene unfolded, turning her on more that she thought it would, "I'm guessing he knows how to hit all your good spots Huh?" Amy grinned, flushing as two pairs of dark lidded eyes met her gaze.

"He's... He's good" Kayla nodded, forcing herself to bite back her moans as Stiles' nails dug into her hips, lifting her up against him again, holding her there for an agonisingly long time, her stomach clenching in need and just as she was about to slap his chest and demand he let her down, none of this teasing bullshit, he dropped her again and she moaned loudly, unable to help herself.

"Holy god... Stiles... Mmm..."

Stiles smirked in triumph, proudness washing through his veins and slightly shocked at his confidence as he nodded Amy over, inviting her. After all this was a party was it not?

The blondes eyes widened but she soon smiled, tucking some loose hair behind her ear. Now it was Stiles' time to treat them.

While Kayla was in the middle of this day dream state he flipped them over so she was now sprawled across the mattress, hair askew, cheeks flushed and sweaty, her whole body clenching in anticipation.

He glanced sideways at Amy, a small smile in place.

"What do you like?"

The question seemed to stump her.

"Um... What do you mean?"

Stiles' confidence was so sky high right now his embarrassment had faded a long time ago, all he wanted right now was to make them both scream and he didn't care how.

His brown eyes sparkled with amusement, "sexually"

Her eyes widened a little at his bluntness - blame Kayla, she rubbed off on him - figuratively and literally - but she soon settled in slowly taking ahold of one of his hands, guiding it between her legs and gently and slowly helping him insert two fingers into her, in fact he was mildly surprised she could take two what with her not being used to penetration and all and the fact his skinny little fingers weren't actually little, they were quite long too.

She bit her lip, holding back a moan as Stiles just gently helped lay her on the bed next to Kayla, confidence running through his veins. He started off slow, settled between Kayla's legs, one arm raised and resting on the side of her head, being completely dominant as he pressed his body right against hers but she didn't mind, in fact she just relaxed and let him do his thing, trusting him. Where as at the same time he was taking it slow with Amy, letting her get used to the new feeling and when she did, when she really did relax and squirm in pleasure, did he up the speed.

They were both laying next to each other, Stiles multitasking in trying to get them both off, however towards the end when he felt Kayla tighten around him, her nails digging into his back so hard she was almost drawing blood, when he was moving so fast over her the headboard was leaving dents in the wall, when Amy's own hand was laid atop his, helping him did it get a little frenzied and sloppy, no rhythm or pace.

He groaned loudly, burying his face in Kayla's shoulder, his fingers pumping into Amy so hard and fast she came first, followed by Kayla and Stiles, ever the gentleman, came last, his whole sweaty body collapsing on Kayla's.

"Shit guys" Amy breathed, "you're too damn good at this"

He broke out into a laugh, "hey, she's the seductress not me, I just learnt from the best"

Oh shit... He totally slipped up there.

"Seductress?" Amy asked and Stiles winced, prepared to sprout a ton of made up bull crap to try and convince her he was lying but she just laughed, shaking her head, "you're both too cute with your little nicknames"

Phew. They got lucky there.

Kayla was slowly peppering kisses along his shoulder as he relaxed against her, loving how she would still wrap her legs around his waist even after they were done as Amy slowly pulled her still shaking and achey buzzing body from the bed.

"Well I'm just going to leave you two to it but-" they both looked up from each other as Amy shot them a flirtatious smile, "-this has been fun, we should totally do it again sometime - you have my number right?"

"Definitely" Kayla grinned, "want me to show you out?"

"No, no" Amy's smile was wide but sly as she started pulling on her clothes, "don't let me stop you guys doing anything"

They bid farewells and Stiles couldn't keep the giddy smile off his face.

"Stiles, you look like a twelve year old that just saw his first pair of boobs" Kayla laughed underneath him, "but I'm glad you enjoyed it"

"Oh I so did" he mumbled, pulling the sheet up over their bare bodies, "but I still wouldn't mind some one on one time with my girl"

Kayla's chuckle was loud as she pulled him down against her, their lips moulding together.

However, what Scott didn't expect to see when he went over to his best friend's house was some random blonde girl leaving, buttoning up her shirt, her cheeks flushed and sweaty, hair a mess and immediately Scott thought the worst.

The girl met his gaze, "oh hey" she greeted, "you going up?" She asked, sidestepping out the door but holding it open for him and Scott leaned forward, trying to sniff indiscreetly but got the powerful overwhelming smell of sex.

He just settled on brushing past the stranger and storming up the steps. He knew Stiles, stiles was his brother, he wasn't a cheater, he wasn't a cheater, he wasn't a cheater, he would never do that to Kayla and just as he stormed into Stiles' room, about to demand answers as to why he was sleeping around he got one of the biggest surprises of his life.

"Stiles Stilinski, you better have a damn good reason why you just had sex with... With..." He trailed off, the words dying in the back of his throat, his eyes widening, "oh my god"

"Oh, hey Scott" Kayla grinned, wrapped up in the sheet thank god, straddling Stiles' lap and Scott didn't even have to guess what they were doing, the smell in the room said it all, plus the fact they were NAKED, "what ya doing?"

"Uh... I was... Uh... I..." He pointed behind him, "I saw a girl"

Stiles' cheeks were flushed as he turned his head to the side, a frown in place like 'really bro, now? You decide to interrupt me now?'

"That's Amy" Kayla explained, her hands massaging Stiles' chest, "and don't worry, Stiles wasn't cheating" she smirked, "it was a threesome"

She said it oh so bluntly that Scott choked on his words, his cheeks flaming red, "you... You both... Oh my god..."

"we all had sex, yes" Kayla continued, like he didn't know the definition and by this point his eyes were bugging from his head, "well technically Amy and I had sex, stiles just fingered her"

"Uh... Kayla..." Stiles said slowly, wincing at the look on Scott's face, "i don't think he needs to know, or wants, the details"

"Too bad" Kayla shrugged, sitting up on Stiles hips as he struggled to keep the sheet in place, fumbling about with shaky hands to keep her chest covered, "and the handjob, don't forget the hand job"

Scott's face morphed into disbelief and shock, his mouth gaping.

"You just missed out Scotty boy" Kayla continued, chuckling, "but if you want I could call her back, make it a foursome, could be interesting"

Safe to say Scott had never ran so fast in his life.

A/n) I hoped you all liked and it was written okay ha I've never done that type of scene before and please please review they mean so much and I'll even write a lydiaxkaylaxstiles chapter for u next time if u do haha does that entice u? Hehe see you next time x