A/n) teen wolf not mine. Another chapter yay thank for the reviews and support you all rock so much and I love you ha hope you enjoy xxx
She didn't deliberately set out to make him jealous. It just sort of happened. She was pissed at him, he was pissed at her, they hadn't spoken in two whole days. The only contact they had was the peeved glares across the room. So when some guy started hitting on her, she didn't immediately push him away, just stood there in a mood because she really didn't have the energy to tell him to fuck off.
"Aw, c'mon sweetness, you look cuter when you smile"
She rolled her eyes, gaze somehow finding Stiles' across the parking lot of the school and just as she expected he looked annoyed, angry even, watching this little interaction with bitterness shining in his stare.
Oh for god sake, she was barely even talking to the guy and he was jealous? Despite the fact they weren't even on speaking terms? Wow. Just wow.
"I could make you smile..." The guy propositioned, stepping a little closer into her personal stare which forced her to look up, meeting his lust filled stare, "or scream, it's up to you"
"Do I look like I'm in the mood for you trying to, badly I might add, get into my pants?" She quirked a brow, smiling sarcastically but he broke their stare, deep blue eyes trailing down her body.
"Dressed like that?" He mumbled in appreciation, tilting backwards to eye her up fully, "I would say you're used to the attention" and she just scoffed as his hungry eyes moved from her bare legs to settle on her chest, shamelessly smirking as he watched the way her breasts moved against her low cut vest top as she breathed.
Why did guys that acted like dicks even exist? Urgh, she was so fed up of them.
"Are you done yet?" She crossed her arms impatiently, clenching her jaw.
He smirked, "not by a long shot", not even looking ashamed as he eyed up the way her breasts swelled and pushed together as her arms crossed.
Stiles was still deliberately staring her out, she felt his angry hardened gaze on her the entire time so just decided to piss him off further, as well as methophorically kicking that guy in the nuts as he would know exactly what he was missing out on.
"No? Okay, that's fine" she shrugged, purposefully making her voice sweet like butter couldn't melt, inching forward a little as she subtly tugged at the hem of her top so it pulled down, the top of her bra showing and smiled slyly, curling a strand of hair around her finger, "like what you see?"
His mouth gaped a little, jaw slackening as he eyed her up and she tilted her head to the side at his speechless expression, reaching out to cup his bicep, "you okay?"
He gulped, "I am now you're finally loosening up"
She kept the smile on her face despite wanting to punch him, pretending to laugh as he joked and flirted with her, being bold and brash as he complimented her ass loudly and chose that time to glance over at Stiles across the lot who was, by now, looking absolutely furious so she just gave him a small sarcastic wave and refocused her concentration back on the guy who looked as if he was about to score.
Ha - as if. She may be pissed at Stiles and talking to him just to annoy him, but she wasn't a cheat.
"And I'm going to stop you right there" she cut him off before he could no doubt whip out a packet of condoms right then and there, "put away your boner because I am not interested in a desperate sleezebag like you. I have standards" she added with a bright smile, "plus a boyfriend, asshole. Did you forget that?"
He frowned, "who?"
"You really are oblivious huh?" She scoffed, "whatever. Catch ya later" she rolled her eyes, walking away from him and heading to her car, not even sparing Stiles another glance despite his furious look on her and slid into her car, throwing her bag to the floor and preparing to reverse out but a rough opening of the passenger side door made her glance sideways to see Stiles plonk himself down next to her, his face pinched in anger.
"Do you mind?" She snapped, "get the fuck out"
He slammed the door shut, showing he had no intention of 'getting the fuck out' and threw her a dirty look, "what the hell was that back there?"
"It's called being sociable" she sassed, "no surprise you don't know what that is"
"Bullcrap" he shot back, voice laced with fury and jealousy, "he was hitting on you and you let him just to piss me off"
"He wasn't hitting on me"
"The way he was staring at your tits shows otherwise"
"He was trying to get into my pants" she corrected with a glare, "and people are free to stare at my tits all they want Stiles. He's not the first to and he certainly won't be the last"
"You didn't even stop him looking at you like that" Stiles snapped, blowing out an angry breath, "he was looking at you like he wanted to fuck you and you let him so congrats Kayla, you have pissed me off more than ever before. Well done"
"Whatever" she rolled her eyes, "you're the one acting possessive and jealous and quite frankly it's ridiculous so kindly get the fuck out of my car so I can go home"
"Why? So more guys thinking with their dicks can look at you like a piece of meat? Hell no" he claimed stubbornly, crossing his arms, "dress how you want, I don't care, but don't act oblivious to all the attention you get and don't pretend you don't know it pisses me off when all those guys are staring at your ass or your tits in those tight little clothes you wear"
"I'm not apologising to you on behalf of asshole guys that can't control their eyes"
"I never asked you to" he snapped, "did you not hear what I just said? I don't care what you wear, I just don't appreciate my girlfriend pushing her tits up for some jerk of a guy just to piss me off. Fucking hell Kayla, did you see the way he was looking at you? Only I can look at you like that" he claimed stubbornly, his tone livid, "no one else"
"Plenty of people have looked at me like that Stiles. I learnt to deal with it, no matter how much it grosses me out, maybe you should do the same"
"Like hell" he raged, "you think I'm just gonna settle when those assholes are leering at you? No chance" he shook his head, not even glancing around the parking lot before nodding down at her, "take off your shorts"
She took a double take at that, quirking a brow, "excuse me?"
"Take off your shorts" he repeated, "you need reminding of who exactly is the only person allowed to sample the goods. Because all those other guys may try and look, but they can never touch. So. Take. Them. Off"
She gulped at his authoritative tone, meeting his darkened stare, "you really that pissed some douche couldn't take his eyes off my tits?"
"I'm a guy. I know what goes through guys heads. He wasn't just looking at you... He was contemplating exactly how he would fuck you. Imagining it in his head as he stared at you. Undressing you with his eyes. In fact he'll probably go home, all rejected and hurt, and jerk one off as he remembers how damn good you look in shorts. Trust me on that, my mind wandered exactly the same when I first met you" he bit his lip, giving her a thorough once over, "I tried not to but I couldn't get you out my head. The feel of your skin... The way you said my name... The way your clothes hugged your body that I wanted nothing more than to be on top of..." He reached out, his voice slow and rough as he touched her bare thigh and she couldn't help how damn hot she found this, pressing her thighs together tightly, "you may have took my virginity, but I'd been jerking myself off to you long before that"
"... Oh wow..." she whispered, whatever she was pissed at him for now long forgotten as she stared at him, her lips slightly parted.
"That night you stayed over, after you found out Peter was your dad... God, that was torture" he mumbled lustfully, "there you were in my bed, wearing my clothes, smelling so fricking good after that shower, sleeping so damn close to me I could feel your breathing... I had a boner all night. So yes Kayla, guys don't just look, they react. They think. They're vile half the time. They look at a pretty girl and imagine themselves between her legs. You wouldn't believe the things they think... The things I think as I look at you"
She clenched her thighs harder together, feeling his fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on her bare flesh, "what kind of things?" Her voice surprisingly meek and mild, submissive even.
His honey glazed eyed darkened, nails digging into her thighs, "trust me babe... You don't want to know" but he suddenly smirked dangerously, "you want to feel them. So don't make me ask again... Take off those cute little shorts"
Her mouth went dry, unable to tear her stare away from his dark lustful stare because this jealousy, this need to remind her that he was her boyfriend and no one else was actually one hell of a turn on. In fact it made it even hotter than they hadn't spoken in two days, annoyance at one another rushing through their veins.
In fact, she was kinda pissed that he could make her fall head over heels for him repeatedly even when she had every right to be annoyed. Damn him. So she just scoffed, ignoring the needy ache between her legs, "No. My ass looks great in them" she added with a smirk as his face twisted into anger, "y'know, that same ass douche was checking out not five minutes ago. You heard what he said right? Because not to blow my own trumpet but I have to agree with him - my ass is definitely grab worthy, wouldn't you agree?"
He glared at her, sticking his tongue into his cheek, his skin flushing a light pink as he tried to hold in his frustrations, "are you trying to make me jealous on purpose?"
"It's cute" she shrugged, "you don't have to be soft all the time Stiles"
His fingers sunk into her thigh harder, making her wince, "Kaylz... Stop"
She cocked her head to the side, "why? Do you feel angry?" She mumbled, "uncontrollable?"
He clenched his jaw, "I will break that guy's nose"
"Probably not the smartest idea you've ever had"
"Then how do you suggest I let out my frustrations Hm?" He mumbled, puffing out an annoyed breath and tightening his palm around her thigh until the skin turned white, angry red marks left by his nails as he tried to ground himself.
"However you want" she whispered and that seemed to be as good as any answer to Stiles because he let go of her thigh, sliding his hand up her leg until he was roughly undoing the button of her shorts, tugging at the zipper so it slid down and twisted his hand and slid it under the band of her underwear and she had to jump a little at the sudden feel of his hand on her, grabbing at the door handle as a form of self control.
"Not so smart-mouthed now are you?" He smirked, watching as she bit her lip as he inched the tips of his fingers through her folds, harshly pressing the heel of his palm against her pelvic bone so she couldn't move, pinning her there with one hand.
"I thought you liked my mouth... Especially the things it can do" She shuddered, opening her legs a little as he rubbed at her flushed clit and determinedly held back her moan, swallowing it thickly.
He hummed out a quiet response, sliding his hand down further until he was able to touch her entrance with two fingers, spreading the folds apart and she blew out a shaky breath, hand tightening around the door handle, her other free hand clenching the car seat below.
"I do like your dirty little mouth, very much actually" he whispered huskily, his lips quirking as she tried to buck her hips up, "just as much as you love my fingers, right? Fingers that are gonna be buried so fucking deep inside you in a minute"
She let a moan slip past her parted lips, not even caring as she threw her head back, squirming in her seat as she waited for more, no, scrap that, yearned for more but he just slowly stroked her, enjoying the thrill of watching her in his mercy.
"Good girl" he praised, "sitting there getting all wet for me"
"I... I am not" she denied huskily, not ready to accept the effect he had on her, even now, but it was futile - she felt the heat pooling between her legs, heard it as he rubbed at her and was 110% sure he could feel it too. She may be an excellent liar, but there was no denying this.
"Not what? Not wet?" He wondered, "or not wet for me? Because we both know I'm the only one that can make your panties soak through"
She whimpered, clenching her hand around the leather padding of the seat as he pushed his index finger into her tight warmth, curling it harshly inside her so she was a sweaty horny mess in the passenger side of the car and he damn well knew it, hence why he was smirking. Asshole.
"Shut up" she ground out through clenched teeth, sweat forming along her forehead.
"I never said anything babe"
"No, but your face is"
He chuckled, taking the opportunity to slip another finger into her, starting to slowly stroke her until she gasped and then he upped the ante, speeding up until he was pumping his fingers to a forceful pace and she could do nothing but jerk in the seat, unable to catch her breath as her stomach clenched, core tightening around his fingers but he apparently wasn't happy with the confines of the shorts because he grunted, pulling back and roughly tugged the denim down her legs and threw them in the back seat but he never went back to touching her - instead he let his eyes trail down her body, his eyes as dark as onyx.
"Say it" he said huskily, "say no one else makes you feel this horny"
She was still trying to catch her breath, chest rising and falling rapidly as she ached for his fingers back inside her making her feel all those wonderful things.
"I... Stiles please-"
"Not until you say it and mean it" he bargained, "who makes you horny?"
"Y-You"
"Sorry, what was that?" He smirked, "I didn't quite catch that"
She threw him a dirty look, punching his arm, "Stiles"
He grinned, "okay okay, sheesh, you always get grouchy when you're sexually frustrated" his eyes dazzling with amusement as he reached out to run the tip of his finger along her bottom lip, pulling it down so he could stroke the reddened skin from where she was biting her lip to try and contain her moans.
"Admit it though baby... Admit you're really wet for me" he whispered, unable to tear his gaze away from her perfectly framed mouth, "or better yet... Taste it" he added with a little more demanding in his tone, slipping the pads of his two fingers inside her lips, forcing them to part so she just wrapped her mouth around his fingers, slowly sucking them into her mouth, her tastebuds coming alive as she tasted her sweet arousal on his fingers until they slid into her throat and noticed how his eyes widened in appreciation, that hard-cocky look falling from his face so he was looking more like usual Stiles - overwhelmed, amazed and a little awkward, subconsciously clenching his fist around his pants leg, no doubt trying to will away the boner.
It wasn't working.
"Oh jeez" Stiles whispered as she pulled back with a pop, cheeks flushed a little, "oh fuck it. Get over here" he said breathlessly, already working on the button of his slacks with shaky fingers, "now Kaylz"
She was too needy to object, clambering over the seats to straddle his lap, quick fingers helping open the zipper and pulling them off his hips, attacking the side of his neck with feverish kisses as he tried to blindly free his cock from the constraints of his briefs, tugging it from the tight space until it slapped back against his stomach before twitching straight up. She could feel it digging into her stomach and it seemed Stiles didn't want to waste anytime because he grabbed at the lace of her underwear, ripping it in half and grabbed at her ass, rubbing at the burning skin.
"Only I can grab your ass Kaylz, got it?"
She nodded, nails digging into the back of his neck as she tilted his head back, mouth moulding against his before quickly sliding a hand down his body, batting away the annoying extra layers he was wearing before grabbing at the base of his cock, stroking it tightly until she was able to raise her hips and sink down onto him, a surprised gasp escaping her lips.
Fuck... She forgot how big he was, always needing a couple of seconds to adjust.
"That's right baby, only I can fuck you good and proper" he whispered huskily in her ear, grabbing her hips tightly as leverage to bounce her up and down as he roughly started jerking his hips up, screwing her relentlessly right where she needed it. She didn't think she needed this - they were too angry at each other earlier to even look at one another let alone touch each other but it was the perfect outlet for their frustrations. Plus the perfect make up tool.
She slinked her hands up his arms until she was grabbing at his shoulders, moaning at the speed he moved his hips upwards, the aggression, the need, it was untameable, leaving bloody marks indented in her hips as he moved her and normally she took control on top, or they at least shared the role, but she was in too much awe and Stiles was clearly loving the angry dominant thing, moving her the way that felt so damn good around his cock, making sure to thrust deep so she couldn't even speak if she wanted to. Totally speechless.
"God, you're so fricking tight" he cursed, voice strained as he aggressively snapped his hips back into hers and by this point she was a moaning mess, her legs numb as she clung to him, feeling her walls clench around his cock as she slid up and down it.
"S-Stiles p-please-"
He jerked his hips up so harshly he bottomed out painfully and she snapped her jaw shut, whimpering in complete ecstasy, head collapsing down onto his shoulder as he held her close, keeping her bouncing until he felt her squirm, body clenching and knew she was close so pulled her back down, swivelling his hips up into her, grinding against her wet pussy and smirked as she jerked, letting out a load moan next to his ear and he felt her cum - felt her tighten around his cock, that blissful warmth clenching around him, that familiar heated wetness pooling between their bodies but he didn't slow down. He yearned for everything she had to offer him. He wanted the heat of her body in top of his. He wanted to feel the sweat sliding down her body. He wanted to feel, to hear that delicious sweet, mouthwatering arousal soak their bodies. He wanted to mark her as his, jealousy rearing its ugly head.
She was still on cloud nine, gasping and moaning for breath as she came around his hard cock so stiles just swept her hair back from her neck, being anything but gentle as he bit the curve of her neck, sucking harshly on the delicate skin to ensure it would blossom with bruises so everyone, including dickheads like that guy earlier, would know exactly who she was with. That weak, weird Stiles was capable of making her shake with pleasure.
She couldn't breathe, grabbing at him as he felt the coil in his stomach tighten, letting out a husky groan as he twitched inside her, nothing but pleasure coursing through his body as he came inside her, unloading his cum into her still tight wet warmth and slowed down moving her body, letting her sag against him, his cock still twitching.
"Jesus Stiles... What... How... That was..." She couldn't speak and he just smirked in exhaustion, cupping her cheek to tilt her head back, feeling the wetness spill from their intertwined bodies but never moved his gaze from hers.
"Am I forgiven yet?" He smirked, watching as she chuckled.
"Definitely forgiven. And you totally have permission to punch a guy that rudely keeps staring at my tits"
"I would gladly do that" he grinned, pressing a faint kiss to her lips before she pulled back, glancing around the half empty parking lot, most of the kids having already escaped school except for the asshole hitting on her earlier, watching them with wide eyes from his car across from them so she just rolled down the window, not bothering leaving Stiles' lap.
"This is my boyfriend and as you can see I'm very happy with him. Stare at my tits again, I'll rip your dick off and throw it in the deep fat fryer, got it?"
Blue eyed asshole soon revved away and she smirked in accomplishment, glancing down at Stiles who was laughing underneath her.
"What's so funny?"
"You don't need me to deck any guys, you can totally handle yourself"
"Mmmm" she agreed, pressing another kiss to his flushed lips, "I love you Stiles"
"Love you too Kaylz"
A)n) a little jealous stiles there for you haha sure hope you all liked and please please leave a review they help so much and inspire me haha see you all soon, thanks peeps.
