Author's note: Guys, season four ended! :( How did you like the finale? I thought it was so busy and I have mixed feelings about the season in general, but if I think about it, I liked. It was a fun season, don't you think? A few things got into our nerves here and there, but it was a nice season.

Said that, I need to tell you guys that this fic is heading to its end. BOO, I know! Next chapter is the last one, because my intention was to move along with the season and fill gaps here and there, and I think I did that pretty well, do you agree? (NO!)

I really enjoyed writing it and cry not! I have a strong feeling that next year, with the 5th season, I'll be coming back with a new fic in this same format, so stay tuned!

(also, I'm always writing. you can keep track here or on my tumblr - breakthestrutura - and always have something to read, I promise!)

One last thing: I'm doing that Stalia Week thing I told you guys before, it starded sunday, 14. Everything is being posted in one package of one shots and the name of the package is "Wrapped with a ribbon on it". I hope I'll see you there!

TWENTY-TWO

"So?" Stiles poked her. It was late at night and they had just finished a Buffy marathon. "Are you going to explain me that?" he pointed her southern area hidden under the comforter and after a few seconds Malia got it.

"Oh," she laughed a bit and rolled her eyes. "Ladies night at Kira's. apparently, she and Scott are planning on having a "real date" and Lydia decided to hire a woman who take out your body hair with this hot wax thing. It's very uncomfortable, but, you know, I'm strong."

Stiles was trying not to laugh, but the way she put the words was very funny. Malia continued on.

"Lydia also said we should go for the shape thing. Sounds useless to me, but we did it anyway, cause Kira got super excited and said it'd be cool. Did you like it?"

For that one he had to think a bit. I was not that he didn't like, it was more like…

"I'm indifferent, I guess." He assumed, shrugging and Malia nodded, as if his answer was exactly what she expected. "But you'll have to ask me again after I put some icing in that cake." He completed, his fingers tracing her skin under her t-shirt. She shivered and smiled mischievously.

"Okay…" she said slowly, her lips in his barely touching. "I'll remember that."

They kissed slowly and deeply, almost carefully, letting lips, tongues and hands do their thing in a torturous way for both.

"I really like you." Malia whispered on his lips and Stiles was the one who shivered this time.

"Good." He said, also on her lips. Their breath was catching, their bodies moving. "I really like you too."

A/N: Thanks for reading and can you please leave your review? I'll be forever greatful! x