Stop Thinking Chapter 8, a teen wolf fanfic

Stop thinking

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

A.N: Well, it was fun but this is pretty much the last chapter :P It was really super fun to make and I will definitely try to work up some new projects with girl Stiles but this story came to an end. I would like to thank all of you reading this story and leaving kudos and comments. I am really happy you liked it it made my day and I am looking forward to finding out what you think about this last chapter. Enjoy

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Stop thinking

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

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'Is he okay? Pleaselethimbeokay.'

Scott heard suddenly and sat up looking over at Stiles who was lying next to him greasing his t-shirt tightly. It was late at night and after a quite few hours of messing around they went to bed.

'Stiles,' he yawned and gently stroked her cheek, 'I'm okay.'

'Youokay?'

'Yeah, I'm fine,' he said and leaned down gently kissing her on that cheek.

'Okay,' she cuddled herself to him and hummed already asleep or not really awake. It happened to her a few times. He was beginning to be seriously worried about her. She always had nightmares. It bothered him until one time she told him that she didn't care about having them as long as he was lying next to her when she woke up. Still it hurt him to see her like this.

He put his arms around her and brought her a bit closer. He wanted to fix this. He wanted her to forget what happen so badly so she wouldn't wake up disoriented about him being alive.

He closed his eyes maybe he could think of something tomorrow.

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All in all Stiles was a teen who could get frighten very quick. Sure, it never stopped her but it certainly didn't go away either. Her mum passed away when she was a little girl and it left a mark. It showed her how easy and quickly someone can leave your life without even saying a goodbye. Death doesn't let you say goodbye. It just takes. The good ones and the bad without caring or judging about who you are.

The night at the woods. Well, the night when Scott got attack. Okay, the night when Scott got attack by a werewolf… Okay seriously? How many things are similar with the night Scott got bitten?

Anyway, the night when Scott got almost killed almost left her torn apart by the sight. So much blood and he was screaming from the pain and God it was just so terrifying she never felt her heart jumping so loud. And Derek? Jesus. Derek looked so worried. He was always so stoic and never showing except for annoyance what was really going on but one look at Scott and Stiles could see that he was losing his mind just by looking at him.

Later when they were finally going home he even called Scott just to see how he was. She had to admit the werewolf version of grumpy cat really cared for Scott but then again who wouldn't? The boy just grew to you with his honest eyes puppy eyes and sometimes confused looks on his face who wouldn't fall for that?

She smiled a bit at that. But it was more of a grimace than an actual smile. She would die. She would seriously die if something ever happened to him and he would be … no more. She would just die. It would have broken her and she would die of heartbreak because there is no possible way she would have survive that. It was just too much.

She closed her eyes. She was so completely devoted into this boy it was beyond believe.

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She got a text from Scott saying that she should come home from Lydia a little bit later cause her dad wanted so speak with him in private she would almost immediately run home for that but Scott used their 'no questions asked' code so she had to bit her lip walk back to Lydia's house and watch with her another Nicholas Sparks movie. The girl has a serious fetish.

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It was a few days after his attack the injuries healed nicely. His mom had no idea which was another plus because she would definitely get worried over it which she kind of should cause he almost died but then again shouldn't cause he didn't so…

So basically he just came back from work. They were mostly nowadays spending time from one house to another living somewhere in-between. It was a bit weird but he loved it all the more. They would either crash at the Stilinskis' or their house and act as if it was normal which now it kind of way which was great. He liked hearing Stiles soft breaths in his ear every morning and annoyed sighs as she didn't want to get up. His mom's raising heartbeat and cursing as she was running all over the place seeking keys and stuff before work. Sheriff's light snoring in the night and chuckling as he watched his mom's daily going to work ritual.

His mum was still at work but sheriff was already there in the kitchen looking through some case files. He was tense.

'Busy day?' asked Scott as he walked in and opened the fridge.

'Not so much…uhm could we uhm…talk for a second.'

He looked over to the old man immediately scenting anxiety which was in many ways familiar to Stiles's.

'Of course.'

He walked to him and sat down opposite to him stealing a quick peek at the files in front of him and froze.

Animal attacks.

He immediately texted Stiles.

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'You should know that your mom uhm… she told me a few things last night. Don't get mad at her or anything but she's not really great at holding secrets when she cares for someone,' started the sheriff looking at him.

Scott looked away and nodded. He knew his mom had a hard time coming with the terms of him being a werewolf now and that it was all new and confusing for her and that they didn't talk about it all that much or at all. Still he thought she would at least warn him that she told the sheriff.

'I'm not mad… just wanted to tell you on my own… or with Stiles's permission.'

The older man smiled, 'Yeah, I get that most of the secret was Stiles idea. You should know that I would never do anything that would put you in danger or Stiles.'

Scott nodded, 'Yeah, I know I'm trying that too. It just doesn't always work out.'

'I understand that son. And I'm grateful and worried about all of this,' he gestured at the files.

'I know how much you care for my daughter. I don't think there is a single person in this world who cares for her as much as you do so I'm grateful she has you although I'm worried about what this all brings you two to. I'm worried for both of you.'

Scott couldn't help the warm feeling that the sheriff's words spread in him. He admired and loved the man like he was his own father and hearing him care for him made him feel special and happy.

'And to be fair I always knew Stiles was a magnet for trouble so I'm just surprised it wasn't her to well…turned?'

Scott nodded and chuckled a bit, 'Yeah, I sometimes wonder about the odds in that but I would always rather take the fault than for it to end on Stiles.'

Sheriff reached his hand and put it on Scott's shoulder. 'I need to know things, Scott. To help, to protect. It's my job and I want to.'

The boy nodded taking a deep breath and told the sheriff everything he could think up about what really went down in this town of theirs.

It was a long talk but he felt better at ease about finally letting the sheriff know.

He hugged him afterwards and he couldn't help admitting how good it felt. For the first time he truly understood the importance of his father's leave. If he had stayed the marriage would have continued to be a disaster while now his mom was happy. He witnessed it every day and so was he and Stiles. All of them were happy. Finally happy. Even with all the mess from time to time craziness and horrifying incidents they were happy like this.

It matter. It really mattered.

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'So it's a picnic on top of the jeep that Allison and boy Stiles theoretically told you to have, am I right? Whoa, I feel that you truly put a lot of thought into that,' started Stiles teasingly as they were bringing a blanket and food from the jeep and putting it on the hood on sunny Saturday when Scott didn't have work and Stiles was just planning to chill with him anyway.

He put down the bag with food and put his hands on her waists and in a second crushed their lips together in such a hungry kiss it would've knock her to the ground if he wasn't holding her.

The kiss made her lean backward despite holding tightly his shirt to get him closer to her their heats mixing nicely as their tongues fought playfully for dominance.

Stiles let out a soft moan as Scott pressed her against the front of the jeep bringing their lower body parts together.

He nibbled at her lower lip as they broke apart both breathing a little bit harder.

Stiles smirked a bit, 'Trying to tell me that you put a bit more thought into it?'

'Oh, believe me doll I put a quite the thought into this,' he leaned his lips against her cheek dragging them down as he spoke.

'Didn't we come here for something else, Scotty?'

'Can't think of anything,' and his stomach growled, 'Okay, maybe one thing.'

They chuckled and Scott took a step away he put his hands on her waist against and in a quick move put her up on the jeep's hood where she sat down.

She couldn't help but smile triumphal when Scott froze seeing her in the dress she had worn for the party a little while back. Lydia told her that Scott couldn't take his eyes off of her that night and damn she was right. The way he was looking at her right now made her seriously want to go back and change because boy's didn't look at her like that. Scott didn't look at her like that.But then she remember that that was the old Scott who was just her friend this was her boyfriend Scott who found her more than attractive and who… well liked her and wanted her and although it was strange to be standing in front of him like that she liked being the one who caused it because God she felt also good being looked like that by him.

'Hey, don't just stand there looser you might get run over by something,' she said with a shiteating grin and stepping on her toes she gave him a quick peek on the cheek.

He took her by the wrist immediately as she leaned away and when she looked back up at him she could see what she really caused. He looked like an animal. And she loved it.

She watched him now as he brought up the rest of their food and then sat on hood next to her grinning, it was more than clear that he was feeling the same way she was.

'So you and my dad had quite the talk. He practically didn't even ask any filling in question yesterday.'

'Yeah, we pretty much sum up everything important so,' he shrugged as they started eating.

'I think he was just glad he finally knows what is going on.'

'Yeah,' she chewed for a while looking around it was a nice day, sunny, warm. She liked it here. She and Scott came here once to get drunk but that was at night and well… they got drunk.

Now it was day the scenery was nice and they were different now… well not different. She still had a bit of a problem with labeling or actually thinking up the words of how everything changed because really nothing actually changed. There was just more kissing, touching and other things involved.

'Do you like it?'

Her lips formed a wide smile before she turned to him, 'Yeah, I love it.'

They looked at each other's eyes still chewing without a single bother in the world.

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They came home later that evening. It was nice. Really nice. It was her first date and it was really great and she seriously couldn't have been happier with the way it went. She was almost half expecting some supernatural drama to erupt but nothing happened.

They went up to Scott's room to watch a movie like they always have. It was cheesy and boring but somehow Stiles liked the idea more than some action midnight wood's chase right now. She wanted to adventure. She was Stiles for Christ's sake but she wanted this as well she wanted the calm, the ordinary, their ordinary.

She walked after him and couldn't help looking at his back as he was walking up the stairs in front of her.

Scott was hot. Seriously hot.

She bit her lip smiling silly to herself looking him up and down. They were officially together just something over a week but she definitely wouldn't mind stepping up their game. She got worried from time to time but then she would always calm herself that this was Scott, herScott who would never hurt her and would do just how much she would let him or allow him.

Right now, just by looking at him the number of those things was quickly increasing.

Scott sat down on his chair and turned on his laptop. He was about to ask her what kind of movie did she wanted to watch when she walked to him and sat down on his lap facing him making his breath catch in his throat but smiling immediately.

She knew he liked this. Liked her being like this. Bold, wild and crazy even. This was her. This was why he loved her. This was the Stiles he fall in love it and couldn't get enough of.

She kissed him and the smile fall a bit as he immediately returned the kiss making a hot make out changing the angle, deepening the kiss making her moan as his hand went to her neck bringing her closer and his other one moved to her lower back.

She felt him grown just under her center and she put her hands under his shirt touching his worked-out stomach.

They broke away and she looked down licking her lips as her hands moved from under his shirt to the last buttons briefly meeting his eyes that looked just as lusty eager and hungry just as she felt.

He nodded ever so slightly and she started slowly unbuttoning his shirt slowly revealing his naked chest to her.

She raised her brow, 'God, you're so lucky you're a werewolf… then again I'mthe lucky one.'

He smirked, 'I don't know, doll. I have an important part in this as well. They didn't just happen over night.'

She rolled her eyes, 'Please, like you ever saw a werewolf with a beer belly or something,' her hands went up and down his muscles. God.

'Yeah well this,' he took her hands and moved them from his chest down to his stomach reallyreallylow to the start of his pants making Stiles breath go faster, 'happened just as this,' he put his hands on her waists firmly tracing her curves and then lower to her tights and moving under her short dress to touch the skin there making her moan, 'with a workout,' he whispered.

She leaned down so close their lips almost touched but with a small distance, 'Show me.'

He kissed her again hungrily, passion flowing through them creating a static in the atmosphere. Her hands went to his hair tucking him his went under her dress to the cheeks of her ass firmly grabbing her making her break the kiss to moan only to kiss again.

He got up from the chair holding her practically in air as her legs in an instant went around his waists, his hands slowly, teasingly sliding from her covered with panties cheeks to her tights to hold her steady.

He slowly cared her to the bed where he lied her down her legs untangling from his body but she left them spread so he could got between them as they moved a bit further on the bed to be close to the pillows.

They never stopped kissing as they moved from the chair to the bed which was something they managed to get good up over the week they were together.

She couldn't seem to calm down.

He knew her for so long and knew that being still wasn't an option for her but this was pure torture for her and he loved every second of it.

He pushed her down on the bed. She struggled. She didn't want to get away but she wanted movement. She wanted action.

'Please Scotty,' she almost purred with the hint of a cry. It was manipulation what she was doing with her pleading voice to him. But he just bitterly smiled. He wasn't going to budge. Not until she was completely overtaken by him. He wanted this. Needed this. They both did and he would be damn if he would let it end too soon because they wanted it so much.

'Trust me, Stiles,' he said as he gently brushed her hair.

'I better not regret this.'

He chuckled and leaned down kissing her. She immediately took the opportunity but he knew she would.

She took him by the neck dragging him down, closer to her. Her kisses were violent now but he got that he felt the same but today was going to be special and so he wasn't going to just give into the urge. Well, he was or not just like that.

The tongue battle for dominance was fantastic he realized a little while ago that he loved to friendly fight with Stiles. It wasn't like with Allison where he was constantly thinking about not getting her hurt. With Stiles he only remembered that she was human if he thought that he incidentally hurt her but other than that it was like Derek said. Stiles was his equal.

He broke the kiss and despite Stiles who was gripping his hair (which didn't feel so bad) he leaned down to her neck. Gosh, adored her neck.He kept on kissing her there and lightly biting her just to cause her to wiggle under him and giggle a bit as it was nicely tickling her.

As his lips stayed there his hands moved to her stomach where his fingers started playing with her body. First they were just dancing over her skin which caused her stomach to on a reflex move away from his touch.

He kissed her again brushing nicely his tongue against hers just as his hand went up too and covered her beast through her dress. She moaned into his mouth once he started massaging her left breast through her bra and went under the beginning of her dress and bra to get to her right breast.

'Scott, please.'

'Come on it will be fun I promise.'

He took her nipple between his fingers and started gently stroking it. It was amazing. He thought that he might come just from the smell of Stiles's beautiful arouse. He wasso going to enjoy this.

Stiles was keeping her eyes tightly closed until she felt him move to her other breast and the hand that was on her right one left. She didn't pay much attention to it. The sensation from Scotts touching her nipple was enough to fill her system for the moment and block every other thought. It wasn't until that sneaky other hand found its way to Stiles's panties that she opened her eyes and nearly sat up but Scott was holding her tightly down with .

She bit her lip watching as she unwrapped the special plan formed behind his eyes. Because many people didn't really think about it. They thought that Scott couldn't be very smart. That she was the brains while he was the muscles. They didn't know Scott like she did. And she knew that Scott could be very very clever if he wanted to.

His hand started in slow but rhythmical moves brushing her through her panties. That really caused her heartbeat and breathing to increase. She got wetter no she God she was soaking wetand there was no way that he couldn't know about how horny she was at the moment. He probably always knew when she was aroused but had enough manners not to say anything. God, did he know what he was doing to her? Of course he knew, that bastard. She could read it all over his face with that smug smile just waiting to be slapped or kissed.

She had enough and before Scott could stop her she took the element of surprise and sitting up grabbed him by the face bitingly kissing him like it was her who was the animal not him.

Fuck!

He tried to slow her down desperately but with the way she was urging him and how in a second she was sitting on him with her hips hitting into his already up dick was just cheating.

'Stiles,' he groaned.

No more waiting.

She reached for her bra when she suddenly noticed his chest again as she pushed him away for a moment.

She's seen it so many times it was practically insane but she couldn't help to really look at it for the first time. Scott sniffed a bit and smiled confused by her sudden change.

'Stiles, what's wrong?' He could suddenly detect the small anxiousness that definitely wasn't there before there was arousal and joy no nervousness which pleased him. Someone would have expected a girl to be worried at her first time but Scott liked to think that she trusting him so much she wasn't nervous at all.

'I-you're just so prettier than me,' she bit her lip hard.

His eyes widened how did they turned from complete ready to have sex to this intenseness. 'You think you're not pretty? Stiles,' he chuckled.

'It's easy for you to say. You're friggin' perfect. I'm skinny… have no hips or breasts. I'm not pretty like Lydia or Allison or Erica or you,' she giggled sadly which was a terrible sound putting her hand on his chest.

'You are beautiful, Stiles.'

'Yeah, right.' She rolled her eyes still looking at his chest.

He took her hand from his chest and pressed it into his cock that was so obviously demanding attention despite the mood in the room that have fallen. 'You're beautiful to me.'

She looked at his eyes and with the incredible love she saw behind them she believed him.

They kissed again and this time they were at synch.

He looked at her all the clothes were gone. God, he wanted her. He wanted to mark her. He wanted everyone to know that she was his. Only his and he was hers. Would she smell like him? Allison did. Jesus. It will be amazing he's not going to let her ever smell just like herself again. It was already his dirty pleasure to have her have his scent from sleeping and walking around in his clothing and constantly holding and touching her. But getting his scent inside her that…Shit. That. Was. Hot.

Her hair was a complete mess like after a suicide run or rough lacrosse practice. Her lips were wonderfully swollen from all the kissing and her skin was a little bit sparkling from the sweat.

He went down again this time to a completely open for him space. Gosh, she was stunning.

He started kissing her tights until he was back at her center. At first he would slowly but firmly slid his fingers through her clit rubbing it feeling somehow relieved that he sort of been through the first lousy attempts with Allison.

The sounds that were coming out of her were everything to him. He couldn't help but feel pride in being the one who did this to her. Her knees were trembling and he felt as she was coming to her release really fast. He brought his other hand and while he was still rubbing her clit he started pushing fingers of his other hand into her. She let out such a low and animalistic moan he for a moment thought he would shift and take her right away.

He shook his head to focus his thoughts. It hadn't happen for a while even with Allison which worried him for a second but also caused him to be in control. God,all of this wasn't happen because it was Stiles who it was with.

Stiles's hands went to her own hair gripping it. Scott was just too amazing it this. He was rubbing her with just the right speed and those fucking fingers of his fucking her like that. Opening her just right and hitting just the right spot each time building everything slowly but firmly, like he did everything, inside of her. Fuck! She just knew she would never come even distantly close to this feeling on her own ever again. Never to such a satisfying end at least. The sensation was so fantastic beginning in her core where it was also massing but somehow reaching every nerve in her body.

When she came right on his hands he looked up and kept looking at her until her orgasm went through her. He was fascinated with the way she bent her back and opened her mouth so sowide without really saying something. She came with a half cry half loud moan. Her eyes closed so tightly it might have hurt and with her beautiful chest raising and falling like that. And all those things inside her. All her emotions and feeling he could smell and feel just out in the open like that.

He couldn't help but leaned toward her and kissed her just like she was, promising that next time he wouldn't disturb her until she was completely back down from her high. But he would definitely keep his eyes open because she was absolutely gorgeous when she came.

He then went back down and pushed his nose against her juice to sink the scent in groaning at how delicious it was right from the source.

'Th-tha-tha-was.'

With a smirk he looked up, 'Let me guess definitely worth your while?'

'Asshole!'

Once she opened her eyes she had to blink a few times. His eyes were yellow. Glowing yellow but not the typical yellow yellowbut a much darker shade that should cause her to be afraid. To tell him about it so he would stop and calm down.

But she didn't. She didn't want him to stop. She wasn't afraid, she was thrilled. Fuck! She was horny as hell again or she just never stopped and was even more. She didn't know but she knew it was all him. Scott. Her Scott was doing something to her that awoke something primal in her.

He smirked, 'If you insist.'

Just then she felt Scott's groin against her tight all warm and hard. Their skin burned wherever they touched and it was a fantastic feeling.

She bit her lip and looked down at him to tell him and back up. He knew what she wanted and he was more than ready to give it to her.

He reached for his jeans and picked out the condom he had hidden in his wallet.

She raised her knees and spread her them as he pulled her a bit closer toward him once it was on. He watched her the whole time as looking for any indications of hesitation but Stiles's never showed any.

He put his hands on her tights pulling her just a bit closer before he pushed himself in.

Once he pushed inside holding his breath as her walls clinch around him she closed her eyes again. She was amazingly tight and warm and when he finally allowed himself into the wonderful feeling he let out a long breath at the same time she did.

'You okay, Stiles?' He asked trying to focus despite the bliss feeling that was consuming most of his brain and heart and body and simply everything. But because it was Stiles he still held onto a bit of sense.

How could she possible not love this boy with his adorable puppy worried glowing eyes?

'I'm perfect.'

He looked her deep into her eyes memorizing the way they looked at this moment when they were for the first time together like this, connected in every possible way. He loved. He loves her. Completely and unconditionally loved her in every single way. Every angle, every edge, every scar, every odd thing everything that she was he loves it all.

He started rocking his hips at her, pushing himself deeper into her with every thrust but mostly hitting just the right spot again making her moan constantly. God he was good at this.

She was rolling her hip to try to get herself as close to him as possible ducking her feet into his butt cheeks. In a while they found a wonderful rhythm but only for a while as with the right amount the sensation they were quickly escalating and reaching their peak.

'Fuck S-stiles! You're so tight…warm, Stiles,' he was constantly mumbling something into her shoulder although she couldn't make much of it.

The roomed echoed with the noises and sounds they were making. Stiles's were more pinched Scott's were just animalistic.

She shut her eyes tied and pressed her fingers into Scott's back so hard she probably felt scratches when she came crying out. She came first which he must have been waiting for since he came right after her collapsing next to her his eyes still yellow but he didn't shift further. Both crying each other's name into the luckily empty house.

They both closed their eyes letting the orgasms wash over them making them immobile and completely lost to everything around them because at the moment when they hit it off they felt amazing. It was most wonderful feeling in the world when they were tasting the pleasure that they made with their bodies and minds and souls connected like that.

Afterward Stiles was a bit disappointed about Scott not completely shifting. Stiles had a few private dreams about how Scott would wolf out in bed but then again it wasn't anything that couldn't have been arranged later.

Once the orgasm washed over him he turned to her. His pupils again drowning in the lovely brown color.

They were smiling at each other like idiots him playing with her short hair and him gently stroking her forearm with his index finger.

Neither of them spoke but was there really a point. That was… shit that was… amazing …wonderful… Shit. Fuck they just fucked and oh my God she just lost her virginity to her best friend/new boyfriend/soulmate?. She just had sex with Scott and it was absolutely great and brilliant and she just couldn't believe it despite the warm feeling in…well everywhere and the movement of her nerves and walls in her center that were slowly coming back to place.

After a moment she couldn't help but giggled, 'So that just happened.'

'Yeah.'

'It should happen again.'

'It should.'

'Like in a moment or so… well maybe in the morning or so?' she raised her eye brows.

'Well theoretically we could in a few moments.'

'Seriously?'

'Werewolves, quick healing an all.'

'Shit,' she giggled again.

He got on one of his elbows and brought her a bit closer to him.

She pressed her head to his chest as he hugged her.

He felt like he should say something. Not something but it. But then again he didn't want it to sound like he was saying it just because they just had sex together. They had amazing sex together. No… that wasn't sex they made love. Stiles was his mate and they made love and now she was his. Only this. His beautiful, wonderful, amazing Stiles.

'Stop thinking about it I know you love me,' she pressed a kiss on his chest and again pressed his cheek against his skin closing her eyes.

He chuckled. Of course she would say something like that. What was he thinking?

'And I know you love me too.'

'Good.'

They stayed like that for a while. Both enjoying the image of each other naked on Scott's sheets. In was a nice comfortable silence. They weren't tired enough to sleep but also didn't immediately wanted move. Call them lazy.

She sat up and grinned.

'But seriously, I wasn't expecting that.'

'So really good?' He sat up as well and kissed her again soundly.

She nodded into the kiss, 'You made me come how awesome is that?'

'Not that awesome I'm really good.'

'Uhm-huh, someone's cocky,' she said crossing her legs feeling the aftermath had really passed.

'Well, I did good work.'

She jumped into his lap and kissed him hard making him groan, 'Yeah, you did.'

She went for his neck knowing that he probably left her a hickey like always and wanting to return the favor but she never had patience to kiss just one spot for too long.

Her hands wondered lower.

Fuck.

She bit him and he could feel himself getting excited all over again. Seriously the girl played dirty and didn't might getting messy or seeing his wild side… which they both knew could be dangerous wild.

But no. She just didn't care for that.

Stiles was a troublemaker since day one. She dragged him into so many situations which ended badly for the both of them he shouldn't even be surprise anymore. Yet he was because the girl managed to shot on just the right nerve and get him so hard he might as well come in his pants just with her right on his groin with her hands on his chest and on the back of his neck teasing his earlobe.

He put his hands on her breasts shiver but she didn't stop with her own torture she just continued kissing him neck and moving to his earlobe which she teased and licked and eat like it was a delicacy. Shit just shit really.

She finally got off his ear which he was really starting to thing was his weakest spot when she smiled with that little cocky bastard smile of hers and let her hands touch him for the first time making his inter wolf or man whateveralmost lose it.

'Is it okay?'

Shit, of fucking course it is!

'Yeah, uhm good.'

She looked down at her hands on him watching as he was slowly growing again just by her touch. She was doing this.

He suddenly felt to self-consciousness about it. Yeah, she like had seen his glory once when they were eleven on a dare but they were kids and he had definitely if nothing else grown and they were now definitely in a different place than they were then.

She touched it and he held his breath a bit feeling her soft fingers on the delicate skin that felt really great but he didn't want to be too eager.

As she started to rub it a bit, slowly, experimentally he closed his eyes thinking about how amazing it all felt. Just to have her hand on him like this, those fingers, palm doing that to him.

'Is this good?'

'Yeah…you can go harder if you want and uhm… faster.'

She smiled at his words and nodded although he couldn't see her. She took a deep breath and started stroking him faster tightening her grip on him.

'Shit, Stiles… that's,' Scott swallowed his eyes still closed, 'perfect.'

She continued the work making him go so hard he wouldn't have believe it was possible except he now knew the feeling of Stiles's soft hands on his flesh and fuck it felt so beautiful. His heart was running wild as she quickly learned all the tricks of what he liked and didn't like.

When she got of his lap and he suddenly felt her lips around him his eye shot wide open. He looked down seeing only the top of her head as she started moving one for her hand and her lips at the end of his dick in a synch strokes making him close his eyes again feeling his release closer than ever.

He wanted to come but he was also trying to maintain some control. It was stupid and gross but he wanted to come in her mouth just a little bit just to get his scent into her like this. So every single werewolf would know she was with him. She was his.

His breathing become so hard and fast just before the end he almost couldn't fully breath. He let out a loud groan as he came in her mouth and his hands moved to the sheets holding onto them so tight his knuckles went white.

Stiles let go of him with a soft sounded caused by the cum that was in her mouth and on him. It wasn't a bad taste but it was a bit bitter and weird but not distasteful.

When he finally opened his eyes to look at her she took her finger that had a bit of the cum on teasingly licked it smirking.

'J-just you wait.'

She giggled and leaned down into him peeking him on the lips, 'We'll see.'

He took her by the waists and she laughed as he spun them around to lie next to each other again. Simply looking at each other like they had billion times before always seen the same things and yet always seeing something new.

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Sometimes the things you are looking for come when you aren't looking for them. Or the things you really want are right in front of you and you just can seem to see them properly. Thoughts like these were running around in his head as he was holding a very asleep Stiles in his arms and drawing little circles on her back.

He wondered about getting a tattoo. He thought about it for a while actually. He pretty much already even knew what he would get. It came to him in a dream.

He draw another pair of circles when he felt Stiles move a bit and let out a soft moan as she started to starch herself in his arms.

He watched her with a smile as she blinked several times really quickly chasing away the sleep.

She put her hand on his chest and got a bit up to look at him her face still carrying traces of sleep and tiredness.

'G'Morning'

Before they fell asleep she put on his/hers t-shirt because she could get cold despite the fact that it was summer and that he and the blankets were warm. He didn't mind. He found her hot no matter what she was wearing or not wearing simply because it was her.

He gently brushed her hair and face.

'I love you, Stiles.'

'I love you more, Scott,' she quickly peeked his lips.

He shook his head, 'You can't love me more.'

'But I can love you more than the bad days ahead,' she put her hands on his cheek and neck.

'Than any obstacle that will be put in our way and than anything and anyone.'

He smiled at that.

'I that case I love you more too.'

They kissed again, tenderly, sweetly as if they were sealing a promise.

The End