Stop thinking

A.N: I would like to thank YaoiFangirl2002, BNB2002, Diana Sottomayor, Babydxll, Snake1234 and DDD4life for adding this story to their favourites and Paddy and Moony's Angel, nicolasschmidt38 and ARTs Ninja Pal for following the story. Glad you like it enjoy

Summary: Despite her being the one with never quieting mind it was often Stiles who told him to stop thinking. Girl!Stiles Sciles Friends to Lovers, M for sexual content and language

By Olexandra

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Teen Wolf

His hand was on her tight moving slowly up splitting her legs apart making her heartbeat pound, blood rushing to her ears.

He smirked at that. Of course he would.

Cocky bastard.

Not always just to her of course and just when he wanted to be.

His hand went higher as he leaned down to her and kissed her a bit sloppy tongue messily brushing the inside of her mouth trying to apparently distract her as his fingers found their way past her panties to her soft spot.

She gasped against his mouth at that opening her eyes just to see him smirk.

'S-shut up.'

He kissed her again and started rubbing. As they were kissing she tried to move as close as possible to his hand and him feeling him slowly working his way to her release.

She tucked at his hair a bit harder as he went faster.

A cry died between their kisses as she came on his hand.

She looked up at him and that smirk and…

DDDDDD

She sat up so fast she might have a heart attack just from such a violent way of waking up. What the hell?

She put her shaking hands on her chest over her heart.

Did she just? Yup, she did.

Nice one Stiles.

God. She fell for Scott. She fell for her best friend. Fuck!

Just fuck!

How could she? They have been friends forever and yes maybe once or twice she had this… moments when she thought that Scott was cute or hot in more than platonic way but not on the long run. On the long run they were best friends nothing more. Nothing more.

She fell for Scott.

She was in her room. She hadn't sleep with Scott in the bed for three days now. He didn't comment it or anything. He might not even noticed but she just couldn't sleep next to him knowing that she well… that she liked him like that.

Who was she kidding? She loved him. She knew it even before the stupid kiss where she felt everything she always wanted if she would fall in love and she did and she felt it for her best friend.

Stiles got out of her room and walked down to the kitchen for a glass of water. She felt sad. She felt guilty. She felt messed up.

Everything was just so weird and different now.

Could they even be like that? He clearly liked her too but was he willing to admit it? Would they be like dating? How would that look like? Like she stole him from Allison?

Allison!

She told her just before they parted… she told her…

Oh!

'Stiles, are you okay?' asked suddenly Melissa who turned on the kitchen's light.

'Hi!' she yelped a bit, 'Sorry did I wake you up?'

The older woman shook her head, 'No, I just got thirsty.'

'Oh.'

'Is something the matter?' she asked casually as she took a glass herself and turned on the water.

'Like what?' asked Stiles looking away. She didn't want to say and she didn't want to lie to Melissa either.

'Maybe like the fact that you're sleeping here and Scott's at home for the first time in weeks?' she asked smiling at the younger girl and walking toward her.

'I guess I just wanted some time on my own. It's not like we have to be together twenty-four seven,' she shrugged suddenly feeling like crying. She wasn't even sure why. Nothing happened. She and Scott were fine they weren't fighting or anything. They didn't have to change any way they would still be Stiles and Scott even when she was now feeling this sharp pain mixed with excitement whenever she thought about her best friend with corked jaw and puppy eyes and sunny smile and shit…

She was crying.

Melissa pulled her into a hug and Stiles buried her face into her chest for the first time not feeling guilty about it like she was betraying her own mom.

'I-imsorry.'

'Shush.'

Melissa continued rubbing her back and holding her for a while until she called down, 'I'm sorry.'

Melissa leaned a bit away to look at her and shook her head, 'No, sweetie. Don't apologize.'

She nodded.

'I'm just scared that things will change.'

'You don't need to be scare about anything because you can do whatever you feel like doing. Scott would never do anything…He would never force anything on you.'

'I know even if it meant hurting himself in the process.'

'Yeah, but he wouldn't be Scott.'

Stiles nodded and hugged Melissa again.

DDDDD

Scott was in his bed but he couldn't sleep much. After a month of sleeping next to Stiles he got use to her sleeping. He was a lightsleeper than wasn't a lightsleeper. He would wake up whenever she had a nightmare to make sure she was okay or he would sleep at least as long as she did only woke up a little before her to make sure he didn't have a wet dream about her.

It was a few day since they slept next to each other. Three.

DDDDD

Scott knew he wasn't an angel. But all in all people thought him to be a nice guy. The good guy. Stiles was the rude one while he was nice. She was often sarcastic and sassy about things while he was the mediator and being respectful.

Yet, he was more than positive that he was going to hell for what he was doing.

He started slowly. He wasn't even sure what he was doing but getting Stiles…well getting Stiles to like him back was taking most of the space in his mind.

It was simple. He made excuses to be close to her. Mostly to touch her and see what she would do.

She was confused but she responded.

Her heart beat would go wild and her eyes asked a question but she never voiced it. It was such a strange thing. Stiles was always the one to say who would spoke her mind. Tell everyone what was going on, yet she was silence about this.

He would put his hand on her lower back and guide her from the room earning a very strange yet chatty look from the Sheriff or his mom or even Derek.

He would pull her close to him whenever they were on the coach or bed watching a movie or something on either of their laptop enjoying her warm against him.

He would hold her until she slept in his arms or near him and watch her for a while or play with her hair or skin. (Okay, that last part was totally stalker but damn he got it bad for his best friend.)

She would always gasped or her heart beat would run wild or she would hold her breath or get warm or something but she would never comment it and after a while even enjoy it and lean into the touch.

It was when she reached for the something in her kitchen she had to get on the counter and reach kneeling for the highest shell. He came to her from behind and took her by the waist.

She let out a small yelp as he put her down and spun around so she would look at him.

'Uhm?'

He was still holding her as he put her down their eyes on the same level.

'Uhm, Scott?' she tried again. Her heart beat was quick and there was a quick shift in the air which must have been brought by him holding her so close.

He looked down at her lips.

She really didn't know what to make of this. What the hell was he doing? Sure, lately he's been acting more than weird but she assumed it was due the fact that he was worried about her. She had to admit (she was a total bitch because of it but) now that Allison was gone once again Stiles had Scott's undivided attention. She was super happy about it yet it was weird.

He was weird. And because of that she was acting weird.

Why was it so hot suddenly? It was probably just that it was summer. Yeah, definitely summer. What else could it have been?

And why was he looking at her lips? Oh, she was biting them. Why was he looking at her biting her lips?

Oh?

Oh.

Oh!

Was he seriously going to just…

He chuckled and looked back at her eyes.

'Stiles, you okay, buddy? You seem a bit…intense?'

'Am I okay?' she asked confused.

He smiled and now he was the one biting his lip shit she now totally got why he was looking at her like that a moment ago.

Shit!

'I really like to get that…uhm… I want to get that,' she pointed above her with her index finger lost in thoughts as her eyes remained his face.

'Yeah,' he whispered suddenly and she had to blink at the softness of his voice.

Her heart felt like it was running a marathon. What the hell was happening?

'Do you…What are we doing?' she asked. Jesus he was so confusing her.

At the moment he felt really exhausted. He didn't want to play games. He wanted to kiss her. He was going to kiss.

And he kissed her. It wasn't soft. He just pressed his lips to hers just to see how soft they were but he couldn't control it really so he immediately went for it. Almost eating her mouth in the process as he was literally filling her with the kiss making her head spin.

She sighed into the kiss and put her hands on his neck just as he put his on her waist again. It was bizarre her best friend was kissing her. She was kissing her best friend! She was ruining everything but God damn it she couldn't stop.

It was so surreal she was in a trance. It was messy and it was anything than the soft chaste kisses she occasionally witness between her dad and Melissa it was just so intense and full of energy the way he was moving against him pressing them together just to get them as close as possible and she felt so hot right now and she wanted more… more skin, more touch, more him.

Then suddenly all too soon it was over as Scott's phone went on and she pushed him away surprising both of them.

She kissed him back but she pushed him away as well.

They stared at each other for a longest of the moments unsure of what to do until they realized that the phone was still ringing and Scott answered it looking at Stiles as she was trying herself to calm down and getting a hold of herself.

The Hales (as Stiles called them) needed their help with something so they went over there neither of the refusing to talk what just had happened and rather sort of the issue at hand.

And so they left it like that and for three days tried to ignore each other as best as they could. He couldn't believe he actually kissed her and that she pushed him away and now wasn't talking to him. He was such an idiot he shouldn't have done it. He wanted to wait to see if she really liked him back. Why didn't he wait?

Idiot. Braindead moror.

DDDDD

He was counting the days because it felt weird. With Allison it was always amazing to have a change of sleeping next to each other. In each other's arms.

With Stiles it felt empty when she wasn't next to him.

When he heard the familiar sound of the jeep he shot up from his bed feeling incredibly nervous and excited.

He swallowed as he saw Stiles walking out of the jeep in her pajama shorts and his/hers t-shirt walking to the house.

In a matter of seconds he was down the stairs just as she opened the door with her spare key.

'Hey!' he said a little bit too happy to see her but he couldn't help it. He just… he was happy he could see her. He needed to see her, to be with her, to have her near. And it was pathetic and stupid because he right now didn't even care if she wanted him the same way he wanted her as long as she was with him.

'Hi,' she smiled softly at him and walked to him before she pressed herself again him hugging him.

It was just what they both needed.

He hugged her back, tight, reassuringly, to make her feel safe. That everything was okay. Everything was going to be okay.

DDDDDD

Stiles lied down first watching as Scott went over to his desk to charge his phone for the night. They didn't talk about anything they just hugged for several minutes and then went upstairs.

They didn't turn on the light just walked around in the dark the only light coming from the lamps outside or the stars.

He looked at her briefly before he finally came into the bed. Lying down next to her but this time not touching her and staying on his side.

They didn't talk about it but they knew. They knew each other just far too well. Things have changed. They probably changed the moment he first came to sleep next to her after the whole kanima fiasco which suddenly looked so long ago. Yet now they both knew that things were different and they could either pretend that they weren't or do something. Things would either stay that way or change again. Right now neither of them liked any of these two options.

'I don't want to be a replacement,' she said suddenly into the silent of the night.

He sat up and looked at her frowning. 'You're not a replacement, Stiles. You could never be a replacement. You're Stiles. You're my Stiles. I would never do that to you.'

She sat up as well, 'Then what is all this?' she pointed to him and back to her in a quick gesture, her heartbeat speeding up.

'Just us,' he took her hand feeling terrible that she would even for a second believe that she was some sort of a replacement in any way.

She looked at their hands together feeling suddenly sad again.

'Stiles.'

'I'm afraid.'

'Me too.'

'No, I'm afraid that things will change that maybe…Allison will come back or something and you will-'

'That wouldn't happen Stiles…it's the same with you and Lydia it's the same with our parents first love is special but it doesn't mean that any loves after that are insignificant or unimportant. You could never be unimportant. You're mine and I'm yours in any way you want… you got me.'

She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath before she opened them again and reached out. He expected her to hug him again burry her efface in his chest or neck like she likes to but she didn't. Instead she leaned toward him and bittersweetly kissed him on the corner of his mouth. God, he wished her could see her face as she leaned away licking her lips looking at him, her breathing kind of uneven like she was about to have a panic attack and her heartbeat all over the place like a loud drum.

'I don't know what to do.'

'Then we don't have to do anything,' he assured her his breath tickling her on the face.

'B-but I want to do something.'

And just like that his heart went louder than hers.

'What do you want to do?'

'Something.'

He put his hand on her cheek and as gently as possible he kissed her. It was sweet at first there was nothing form the morning urgency just pure pleasure of the time that they had. It was soft and gentle. It was so gentle.

She sighed a bit and her hands went to his neck. Her fingers were a bit cold but he didn't mind that much it was nice since he was burning ever since she came here.

His other hand went to her back to bring her close as he slowly deepened the kiss, just a little bit, just enough to start all also teasing her with his tongue asking for entrance which she gave him.

He hummed a bit into the kiss as her hand went into his hair feeling how soft they were on the touch at the same time his daring tongue was examining the inside of her mouth and playing with hers.

They kissed for a while until they had to move again because they needed to breath but Scott kept his hand on her cheek and she kept hers on his neck and hair foreheads pressed, eyes closed.

Stiles licked her lips once she got enough of oxygen and smiled a bit.

'See? Just us,' he mumbled opening his eyes they leaned away from each other.

'Yeah, I like that.'

They smiled at each other in the dark and kissed again this time a bit more passionate. He lift her up a bit and put her more against him and his tongue was definitely not the most chaste little thing as it was brushing against hers just as his hands were stroking her back and short hair.

And then he moved to her neck and oh my God. He definitely had a neck fetish.

She moaned when he started kissing and nibbling and sucking and simply everything on that specific spot that was probably her spot because she was honestly never so turned on in her life with something that wasn't directed to her lower body parts.

His hand went to her face and he brushed his thumb through her parted lips making her sucked in breath so loud she blushed a bit.

'D-do?' she started licking her lips and swallowed trying to get a hold of her breathing.

'Hm?' he asked still focused on her neck.

'want us to like more?' she had trouble finding the right words.

'Like what?' he leaned away and brushed her cheek, tenderly.

'Like more?'

'Do you?'

'Maybe not right now.'

'Then we don't plus I think I don't have any supplies here anyway and we should actually sleep I guess. At least for a bit.'

She smiled a bit. Scott McCall the only guy who would have turned down a chance to get laid just for a slightest doubt of the girl.

'Sounds good.'

They tried to cut it short a few times finally going to sleep but they only managed to do so after about the third try.

He spooned her from behind holding her close with his nose in the back of her neck breathing in her scent that he loved so much while she held his hand that was curled just under her breasts keeping it close to her face occasionally kissing his knuckles.

They didn't know what would happen in the morning but for now everything was fine.