White Lilies
Chapter Fourteen: Mother and Daughter Bonding
Disclaimer! This chapter contains adult situation and must be read with caution. It's not so bad it's just a little limey for you guys cause I don't make Peter bang her enough apparently. So ahhh you don't have to read it and you can totally skip it, it's only two paragraphs long. I marked it for you guys so you can skip it. Other than that please enjoy.
Peter listened to the soft tapping of Laurel typing her class plan on his laptop. He was raiding his fridge for something to snack on, all he had was a half-eaten sandwich and leftover pasta. Laurel started humming softly to herself and distracted him from actually deciding on food. The melody was so familiar to his ears and put him in a trance of some sort. "Should I make it hell for the kids for their final project or should I be nice?" He wasn't sure if she was speaking to him or to herself, she continued to pound down on her keys. He switched back his attention towards the opened fridge and grabbed a beer sitting in the back.
Ever since Malia came back home Laurel was less stressed and was more willingly to be intimate with him. He was relieved their only daughter was safe and sound at home, but he was more thrilled that he wasn't going to be sex deprived anymore. He glanced back at Laurel she was sitting at the desk wearing one of his button down shirt and black lacy boy shorts, her hair was let down and a pair of glasses sat neatly on her nose bridge. He approved of his girlfriend's choice in clothing when they were alone but he loved it when she was out of them.
To be honest and truthful, he was happy and he missed having her around. She would stay the night from time to time and he was happy to wake up to her nuzzling her cheek against his goatee in the morning. The door flew open and his ever so happy nephew barged into the room. Laurel didn't care to cover up and looked back lazily at the 26 year old man, Derek was a little shocked to see her there but more surprise at the lack of clothes she was wearing. "Don't stare at your Aunt, Derek; we're not that kind of family." Derek quickly turned away and glared at his uncle, it was full of rage and pain, just a lot of resentment towards Peter.
"Right..."
"I'll go wear something more appropriate so I can actually greet you." Laurel got up from her seat and walked towards Peter's bedroom. Both the uncle and the nephew couldn't help but watch her walk away, those boy shorts made her ass look great.
"So are you here for family game night?" Peter took a swig from the green bottle, the bitter liquid sliding down his throat leaving a slight burning sensation. Laurel popped back out in one of his V-neck shirts and her black fitted slacks she left at his place.
"No." Leave it to Derek to be mister broody and suck the fun out of everything, Laurel gave him a meek wave and smiled. She walked over to Peter and he wrapped his free arm around her waist, "Laurel, it's nice to see you again."
"And so this is my little heart breaker." Laurel replied in a teasingly tone, Derek turned away from his old nickname and made her giggle. "You've grown into a handsome man Derek. Any girl would be happy to end up with you."
"He has such great taste in women Honey, I should tell you about them one of these days." Derek responded in a growl and Peter took another swig of his beer, "Would you like something to eat Derek, perhaps a snack or a drink?"
"I'm fine thanks." Derek looked around the apartment like he was examine his uncle's belongings and expensive taste, "Two things and I'm gone. Deaton says the Mercer twins are back in town and construction on the new house is beginning."
"You're remaking the Hale house?" Laurel asked causing the Hale men to turn to the quiet woman.
"Well sort of, more like we are making bigger and housing more. Would you like some input in it, seeing that you will most likely live there, Laurel." Peter was hinting at something more than a place in his home but Laurel didn't quite catch it.
"Add a pool and a hot tub please. I always wanted one."
"Noted, are you paying for it?" Derek questioned the woman's income and she looked down shaking her head.
"Now Derek, I'm sure we have some funds put away for a pool and a hot tub. Don't worry honey we'll get a pool and a hot tub." He kissed her forehead and she beamed at him, Derek was watching his uncle's movement and actions. "You said the Mercer twins were back? Why are they back?"
"I don't know, that's what Deaton told me. Let me know if Riley comes around and threatens you Peter." Derek walked out of the door and slammed it shut making Laurel flinch.
"Mercer twins?" Laurel repeated to Peter and he just shook his head trying to get her to drop the subject. She glared at him, "Don't keep secrets from me Peter Hale!" She punched him in the sides he placed his empty beer bottle on the counter and turned to her.
"Now honey, you know I don't like it when you're violent with me." He pushed her back into the counter and nuzzled himself between her legs.
She instantly wrapped her legs around his waist as he picked her up and leaned her against the counter. She had one arm wrapped around his neck and the other was against the granite countertop giving her support. "What a good liar you are Peter Hale." She cooed into his ear before licking his neck, she could feel his heartbeat against her tongue.
He bared his fangs and scraped them over her neck making her shiver under him. She felt his lips curl up into a smirk while he pressed against her womanhood. "You know I liked you better when you weren't wearing any pants."
"How ironic! That's how I like you too!"
"Well I'm not one to disappoint a lady such as yourself." Peter unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor; Laurel wrapped her arms around his neck while he yanked off her slacks noting she wasn't wearing any panties. His claws were out and he raked them up and down her thighs leaving red marks against her pale skin.
(From here)
"Oh Peter…" She licked her lips; her fingers were playing with the hemline of his boxers. She moved her fingers up higher so they were just under his bellybutton, she wanted to tease him to keep him waiting but he wasn't going to let that happen. He snatched her hands in his and pressed against her wetness harder, grinding himself against. He could feel the wetness seeping through his boxer and feel the warmth emitting from her. His member was hard and aching to feel her around him.
She ran her fangs over his neck, giving him a little nick the little red droplets oozed from the cut and her tongue lapped up the red beads of blood. His hand found her breast under her shirt and he massaged the mound earning him a low moan. Her nipples harden with every second passing; he rolled his thumb over her nipple and watched as she rolled her head back in ecstasy.
"So this is our first night in over 18 years." He muttered against her skin taking in her scent, she was too far in lust to pay attention to him. Her hands fumbled with his member, if he remembers correctly she was pretty good with her hands. He turned his nose into the air and took in the scent, he growled in a frustrated fashion, "Laurel the kids are here."
(To Here)
"They know how to ruin a good time, don't they?" She hopped off of the counter and pulled up her pants as did Peter. She walked back to his laptop and sat down in his overly comfortable office chair, "How do they know where you live anyways?"
He shrugged his shoulders, "That my dear is a good question indeed." There was a knock against his door, "At least they knock, Derek just barges in and out of the room."
"You should invest in an iron door darling." Peter walked over to the door and opened it revealing Scott and a little Asian girl. "Evening Scott."
"Oh Ms. Laurel. I didn't know you where here." Scott stated in a suspicious tone while looking at the girl who stood next to him. "Kira did-" Laurel watched as Scott turned his nose in the air and his eyes looked like they were going to bulged out, "Oh God." He made a face, he knew what they were up to but he wasn't sure if was more embarrassed or disgusted that he knew.
"Ah Scott... We kind of need to get to the point." The little Asian girl named Kira made hand gestures at him to carry on.
"No need." Peter walked away from the door and sat down on his couch. "Riley."
"You like to ruin a good time don't you Peter?"
"Not as much as you do." He groaned, a blonde hair woman walked in front of Scott and Kira smiling at Peter. "Laurel meet Riley Mercer. Riley meet Laurel my woman."
"Hello." Laurel waved at both her students and the new werewolf in town. "It's nice to meet you."
"You're way too nice for Peter, why you with him anyways?" Riley walked over to his fridge and pulled out a can of soda. "Scott, Kira you want one?" Before they could answer she threw them each a can.
"Would you like a drink?" Peter asked sarcastically not happy that one of the Mercer twin was in his home. "Why are you here Riley?"
Riley was a tall and beautiful woman, slender with blonde hair that was cropped short and choppy. One side of her hair caressed the side of her cheek and the other side tapered down to her shoulder blade. She had warm brown eyes and long lashes to empathize them. "To help build your home and I have to deal with the whole thing with Derek." Riley popped opened the can of soda and listened to the bubbles pop in the can.
"Is it just you and Ryan or is the whole east coast here in Beacon Hills?" Peter gestured Laurel over to him which she did only because she didn't want to get him mad.
"Only a few of us, just so construction goes faster. You won't even know we were here. Deaton tells me this boy is a true alpha. Is he that strong to put down Deucalion? He looks like the average teenage boy." She picked at some dirt under her nails clearly uninterested with everything around her. "I heard you had a daughter."
Peter's hand held Laurel like a vice grip, constricting all blood flow to her hand. His claws were pricking into her wrist, she was getting to him. He put on a fake smile, "If that is all you came here for. Laurel and I have unfinished business to return to." Laurel placed her hand on top of his trying to calm down her fuming boyfriend. He didn't like the female wolf walking around and making this place her home. The corner of her lip turned into a smirk and she waved them off, walking out the door with Scott and his new girlfriend. Laurel got up and closed the door slowly just in case someone else decided to visit them as well. "I need to move."
"You can move in with me once Malia accepts you." She locked the door and dove at Peter, "Of course it will take time." He laid down on the couch and she laid on top of him, one of his arm was wrapped around her waist. "Feeling any better darling?"
"I'll be fine. You want to stay the night?"
"The fact you're asking means I have to." He nibbled on her neck making her giggle, "but tomorrow I'm taking Malia shopping. You're more than welcome to tag along."
Laurel unlocked the door to her apartment as quietly as she could not to disturb the slumbering coyote in the other room. The wolf followed closely behind her, she cursed his wolf genes wishing he was a little stealthier. The door clicked shut while Laurel and Peter slipped off their shoes and tiptoed passed their daughter's room. A soft mew disrupted their concentration, Laurel growled at the cocky black cat licking her paws. Laurel ushered Peter towards her room and locked the door, they exhaled loudly and Peter flopped down on her bed.
A soft knock was at the door and Laurel cracked opened the door to peek at the black haired woman. Artemis pushed passed Laurel and walked into the bedroom giving Peter a small wave. She was in a pair of baggy grey sweat pants and a white wife-beater, "So you kids are in trouble. I'm going to tell mom that you have a boy in your room!" She pointed at Laurel with a huge smile on her face before she fell on the floor laughing. "You guys are in your 30's and you're acting like you're still in high school."
"Technically she is still in high school. I mean she teaches there." Peter was gesturing at Laurel who walked next to him and flopped on top of him.
"Is today the day?"
"No, I'm just going to introduce him as my boyfriend."
"Hah, good luck." Artemis knew the temper on Laurel's daughter, she was headstrong plus her father did threaten her boyfriend not too long ago.
~*Later that morning*~
"You invited him, the devil that wears a V-neck to our home." Malia was pissed once she saw Peter sitting down on the couch in her living room. The devil with a charming 100 dollar smile that would have killed her boyfriend without a second thought a year ago. She heard stories from Stiles enough to know she didn't like that man wearing the green V-neck fitted shirt.
"It's nice to meet you too." He had a huge smile on his face and waved at the furious coyote. He closed his book and sets it back down on the coffee table; he looked over at Laurel who was just rubbing her temples. "I'm Pete-"
"I know who you are." Malia turned to her mother looking for answers, "So why is he here anyways?"
"That's because we are dating." Leave it to Peter to add fuel to the raging fire; she growled at him her eyes flashing blue. "What beautiful eyes you have, you must get them from your father."
"I'm going to kill you, Peter" Laurel muttered under her breath hoping he didn't hear her, damn those werewolf abilities.
"You're dating him? The man who went on a massive killing spree? Not to mention he killed his own niece!" Malia fought so hard to sway her mother's judgment of Peter, sadly the silence meant she wasn't getting anywhere.
"You know we all have our problems I'm working on it I haven't killed anyone in a long time. Plus Laura was an accident, we all have one." Goddamn it Peter. He was defiantly not helping the situation or making it any better. Laurel on the other hand didn't know who to stand up and protect one was her lover and the other was their daughter, being the middle man sucked so much.
"Yeah, we have normal problems like paying the bills or having a shitty neighbor."
"Malia watch your language please." Laurel walked between the wolf and the coyote, "Alright Malia as you're mother please respect my decision to date who I want. Peter might have made quite a few problems back then but he is in rehabilitation."
"You make it sound like I have an addiction to killing."
"And you Peter, stop adding fuel to the flame. Poking and prodding her isn't going to get you anywhere. So can we have a nice day just getting you clothes and supplies for school? No more arguing for the rest of the day, understood?" Laurel felt like she was talking to toddlers at the moment, is this how it felt being a parent was like? God did she ever feel sorry for her own mother now. "No wolf or coyote fights. Understood Malia?"
"Fine" She turned away and crossed her arms over her chest giving a small huff of frustration.
"Peter.." He put up his hand in defeat and stood up, "Thank you. Let's enjoy today shall we?"
It was the most awkward car ride Laurel has ever been in, Malia stared out of the window most of the time and Peter was smirking. It only meant one thing, he wanted to poke her buttons until she explodes, Laurel was trying to start some form of conversation but it only ended with Peter laughing at her and Malia's cold shoulder. Once they got to mall in Beacon County an Adderall ridden boy was waiting impatiently for them. Peter gave off a low growl and Laurel just nudged him gesturing at their daughter.
Being the gentleman he slightly was Peter opened Laurel and Malia's door. Stiles ran up to them, he was nervous the whole family could smell his anxiety. "Stiles I didn't know you were joining us today."
"Afternoon Ms. L and ahh Peter." Peter gave the boy a smile that was sending him chills, "So are we ready for a today of fun?"
"Kill me." Malia uttered towards him while grabbing his arm aggressively, she loved the stupid little teenage boy but she was just a little rough with him.
Peter leaned towards Laurel's ear, "Remind you of someone?"
"The resemblance of father and daughter is frighten trust me, I know." Laurel and Peter followed behind Stiles and Malia, only because Peter wanted to make sure Stiles hand didn't go below Malia's waist. They walked into a little boutique called Marly Black, it was uncomfortable for Stiles and Laurel to stand back and watch as Peter picked out clothes for Malia.
"Hey Ms. L, is he always like this?" Stiles whispered to Laurel while she nodded listening to the conversation.
"This color would look really good with your complexion." He held up a dress that went up to her knees, not to mention it was a really pretty salmon color. Malia cocked her eyebrow at him and cautiously took the dress from him. The scary part about the whole thing was Malia actually liked his choices, "Do you like these pants? I heard it was in this season." Laurel mentally slapped herself when was her big strong man become really metrosexual, Stiles was probably thinking the same thing from the look of his face. "Honey would you like me to pick some stuff for you to wear?"
"It's alright darling, I have clothes." Laurel answered back catching one of the employees eyeing Peter with lust in her eyes. Laurel grunted, it was normal that he gets lustful looks from other woman but it didn't mean she liked it. "Peter darling, we have other stores to get through. Let's not exhaust ourselves at the first one."
How does a man spend over 300 dollars on woman clothes? Trying to prove his worth as a man Stiles carried the first set of bags, all seven of them. He looked so dorky that every time Laurel caught a glimpse of his reflection she giggled to herself. "Is it alright if he pays for all of this?" Malia asked in a quiet tone.
"It's fine Malia, take it as a present from me to you." Peter looked up at all the signs in the store, "Shoes next?"
Again it was Laurel and Stiles sitting off in a corner together as the father and daughter were in a store trying on different shoes. Malia could act like she hated every minute of it but deep down she liked it, she would never admit it though. "Do you like boots? These one are Italian leather, very nice quality. Feel these."
"So Ms. L" She looked over at Stiles who was watching the two diligently, "Do you think he would make a good father?"
"He makes a better parent then I do. They're getting along minus the bickering and him constantly teasing her." She checked her phone and saw she had a missed text message from Bobby. 'I see you West.' She glanced around the store seeing a brown haired idiot trying to hide behind a white beam, she gave him a small wave.
Bobby walked over and looked at Stiles who was sitting next to her then Laurel. "You know this is illegal and his dad is the sheriff."
"Please, I could do better than Romeo here, Bobby. Plus he reminds me of you when we were younger too much. Malia and Peter are shopping for shoes." She pointed at Peter who managed to spend another 600 on shoes.
"Wow, does she-"
"No, No she doesn't." Laurel cut him off as her boyfriend and daughter walked over to them, "Stiles…" The boy groaned and did his best to weave his arms through the handles. There were a total of 13 bags and Laurel took half of them from him, by Laurel it meant Bobby got stuck with the bag. "Glad you're joining us. Which reminds me, Malia you remember Bobby."
"Hi." Malia took some bags from her boyfriend before he passed out on them. "Shouldn't you be with Arty?"
"She is working today. I came by to drop off some lunch for her."
"Awwh coach… that's the cutest thing I have ever heard from you."
"Shut it Stilinsky!" He roared at Stiles, "Why did I get stuck with this?"
"One, you're my best friend. Two, you're dating my best friend. Three, you love me."
"Yeah, not as much as that guy though." He was talking at Peter who was humming to himself smiling like a madman. "Hale why are you so freaking creepy sometimes?"
Stiles scoffed, "Sometimes…"
"Okay boys, my turn give me 20 minutes." Laurel made Malia drop her bags and pulled her along to a Victoria's Secret. Once the two girls disappeared out of their sight, it was male bonding time.
"So… We all know the truth here right?" Bobby was so awkward when it came to starting and keeping a conversation going.
"Malia and Peter? Yup." Stiles twirled his thumbs together.
"Are we telling her soon?" Bobby directed that question at Peter who was just watching as the crowd passed them by.
"Laurel says soon. We're trying to make her like me because of someone had to go and spill all the family's secrets."
"I had no part in it…" Peter shot Stiles a dirty glare, "Okay maybe I had a teensy weensy part in it."
"You know Hale, I'm his coach."
"Common knowledge Bobby."
"I could you know, make him do a few extra rounds around the track during practice."
"That's the smartest thing I heard that ever came out of your mouth."
"Why are you guys ganging up on me?" Stiles was sitting between the two men who was plotting his death.
"Simple Stilinsky, you're dating Malia. She is like the daughter I never had besides I was there since she was a fetus inside of Laurel."
"That… oh god coach, that is disgusting… Why would you even say that?"
"Because Stilinsky, cream cheese…"
"Coach that doesn't even make sense-"
"SHUT IT STILINSKY!" Bobby was loud and his voice echoed throughout the mall causing people to stop and stare at them.
"I'm going in and going to go check on the girls, you two have fun." Peter left poor little Stiles to the whims of his Coach. Inside Laurel was picking out different bras for Malia, "How is it going here?"
"Great, why is Bobby yelling at Stiles?" Laurel squinted at the large stocky man who was close to strangling the lanky boy.
"You know Bobby," Peter looked in the basket that Laurel was holding, "Is that just for Malia?"
"Yeah, it's her day today."
"Shall I pick some out for you?" She wasn't going to win against him on this and just let him pull stuff off of the rack for her.
"DO you like him?" Malia was speaking in a rather quieter tone just so Peter couldn't pick it up.
"I do. I really do."
"I'll hurt him is he hurts you." That's all her daughter said and Laurel understood what she was implying. At least Malia cared about her, it made her happy."
Once they got out Bobby was going to die just from hearing the prices of bras and panties they bought, another 500 just on Malia and 300 on Laurel. "Why are you so rich Hale?"
"Investments, Bobby, lots and lots of investments." They walked into Artemis's shop, it was a health conscious store selling organic herbs and supplements plus a good section of the store was dedicated to the occult.
"Well if it isn't my favorite group of people." Artemis walked out from behind the corner and greeted each one of them with a hug; of course Bobby got a little peck on the lips. "Holy crap that's a lot of stuff."
"Peter went overboard. Did you pick up the stuff?" Artemis went back to the register and came back with a few hand bags and three school bags. "You're amazing!"
"Yeah, I got her the handbags and Bobby paid for her school bags. They have notebooks and pens ready to go." Artemis handed them off to Laurel, which she accepted gladly. "Malia you want to look around and take whatever you like?" The benefits of having your mother's best friend who owns a shop was absolutely amazing. Malia and Stiles finally got to spend some alone time and wander through Artemis's store. While the adults sat down in the lounging part of her store. "How was it?"
"Extremely well, the meeting was rocky but you know these things were bound to happen." Laurel leaned her head against Peter's shoulder and he kissed her on top of her head, Artemis smiled at the two love birds.
"That's a good step. I mean baby steps. You guys want some tea?" Artemis watched as a certain Alpha and his kitsune walked into the shop. Instantly Malia and Stiles hovered over to them, Malia wasn't girly enough to start chatting about her new clothes. "She is adapting well don't you think?"
"Yeah she is."
"Well if I ever get my hands on that Tate for sending her to the crazy house-"
"Bobby this is the first time we agreed on something. I will too rip his limbs off." Peter and Bobby's relationship was weird, they got along only because of Laurel but they actually got along. It was like a symbiotic relationship back in high school, Peter would do his best to get Bobby a girl and Bobby tolerated him at lunch. Tolerate was a strong word, put up was a better term for their relationship.
"Okay we should head home. Malia?" The little coyote walked towards her mother with Stiles in hand, "Do you want to come home with us or hang out with your friends a little longer?"
"You guys can head home first."
"Don't stay out too late honey; give me your bags so I can take it home." Both Peter and Laurel split the bags so Peter was holding most of it. "I'll see you at home honey. See you Stiles. Bye Arty, Bye Bobby." Peter and Laurel bid their farewell and left the store, Malia rushed out to them. "What's wrong honey?"
"I just wanted to say thanks Peter, you're not that bad." And with that she ran back inside of the store, Peter had a huge smile plastered on his face.
"Well that made my day." Peter stated and Laurel kissed him on his cheek feeling the stubbles poke against her lips. "We can do this."
"Yeah, we can."
That was long right? R&R for me?
TotalGeek17, Ahhh in like two chapters cause I need excitement in my life. One more filler and last chapter. Plus I've been dropping subtle hints :3
OutlawqueenFTW, And you are mine :3 So about the scene thing, I did put them in it but fanfiction was being a dick and wouldn't let me save it. So frustrating. I'm glad I inspired someone ^^ makes my day. I can't wait to see where it goes. BTW I love you too *^*
SK-Scatenato, It's a secret ;D but not yet since I haven't had them together sexually yet.
IStallison, Your wish is my command.