The four romma... ehem, 'friends' were sitting in the living room watching a movie. It took a while to find which movie to watch but eventually they took a vote. Lydia wanted to watch the Notebook. She absolutely adored that movie. Scott wanted to watch Wolves. Stiles wanted to watch Star Wars. And Kira wanted to watch IP Man. After realising there was no way any of them would watch Star Wars with him Stiles settled forWolves. They started to cozy up as the pre-trailers played. They got their snacks and drinks and Kira even grabbed a comforter from her room. Scott and Kira sat on the loveseat and Stiles and Lydia sat on the couch. They were really close but not touching.

Lydia sat forward and reached to the coffee table for a pack of Chips Ahoy and a can of spray cheese. She leaned back and caught a glymps of Stiles scowling at her combination. "What?" She smiled.

"That looks absolutely desgusting." He nodded at the cookies and cheese.

"Have you ever tried it?"

"No." He had a look of disgust plastered on his features.

"Well then how would you know?"

"Because I have an awesome intuition." He poked the side of his head.

"Yeah right." She opened the cookies and covered one in cheese before taking a small bite. Even when eating something totally unethical in the dark she made sure to do so with class. He smirked at that and her eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

"Nothing." He smirked knowingly.

"What?" She asked again.

"Nothing." His grin got wider.

She looked away as she prepared another cheese-covered cookie.

"Ughh." He exclaimed and she turned her head to him at lightning speed.

"Do you know you have a cavity?" She asked him.

"I do?" His eyes widened a little.

"Yeah, I think it's in the back, lemme see?" He opened his mouth as wide as he could and she started surveying his teeth.

"Do you see anything?" He asked and opened it back.

"Yeah I think it's right..." She tossed a cookie in his mouth before he could close it making him almost choke when she covered his mouth so he couldn't spit it out. He tried to shake her hand away but it wouldn't budge no matter how much he moved. It was almost like a machanical-bull ride. After about twenty seconds he had no choice but to start chewing. She let go of his mouth when she heard the cookie crunch between his teeth. His eyes widened at the taste. "See." She grinned.

"Yeah, yeah, you were right." He smirked. Stiles looked down at her and realised that due to all of their goofing around that just accurd he was now laying back on the couch and she was leaning completely against him. They stared for a moment. Feeling each other's breath just an inch from a kiss. Her eyes lit like seawater in the summertime and he couldn't wait anymore. He moved toward her for a kiss but was interupted.

"Hey guys." Came a voice from behind them. It was their new roommate. Stiles and Lydia slowly moved to sit normal again and then came the new roommate jumping over the back of the couch and plopping down between Stiles and Lydia. He put his arm around the two of them and smiled at Stiles.

"What's up, Theo." Came a less than pleased Stiles.

Stiles looked to Scott and Kira who were fully engolfed into eachother. The movie had started a while ago but no one had been paying attention. But now that Theo had ruined Stiles and Lydia's moods they had no choice but to pay attention. Scott and Kira made out through the entire movie while Lydia and Stiles kept exchanging looks. When it was over Lydia didn't speak, instead she just stood up and went upstairs. Stiles watched her intently with disapointment. "Hey, you hittin' that?" Theo elbowed him.

"What, I uhm... I don't know what you mean." Stiles looked at him annoyedly.

"I mean, is that your woman."

"Oh, I guess so."

"Which is it, yes or you guess."

"Yeah, dude."

"Oh, yeah, that-a-boy." He patted Stiles' back. Stiles stood up and looked at Scott and Kira again but they were still making out, he looked at the screen to see the credits rolling by and with that he walked out the door.

When Stiles made it back to the motel he looked at the room and sighed. "Back into reality." He spoke to himself.

He went to the bathroom to turn on the shower and then started to strip of his clothes. Once in his underwear he grabbed his phone and turned on some music. My Songs Know What You Did In the Dark (Light Em Up) by Fall Out Boystarted playing just as the warm water touched his body. He basked in the sensation that was the water. It had started to get cold out and he couldn't seem to get warm enough inside that motel room. He used soap and a towel to scrub away the entire day, mostly because he didn't want to remember it, or at least just the last part. The part where Theo Raeken had ruined Lydia and his night.

Hey, where the hell did that guy even come from. The last time Stiles had seen him was in fourth grade, when he was being driven from school, by the police.

His thoughts were interupted when the song went off and there was knocking at his door. He got out of the shower and wrapped himself in a towel. The knocking continued until he reached the door. Turning it slowly and yanking it open he found Lydia standing outside in a tan trench coat. She looked like she was freezing.

"What are you doing here so late?" He asked with concern. He stepped aside and let her in closing the door and locking it.

"I couldn't end the night like I did." She said walking to the bed, turning on her heels, and then plopping down on it. "Sorry, if I disturbed you."

"No, you didn't..."

"I'm pretty sure I disturbed you." She took off her jacket.

"Really, and how can you be so sure?" He rose an eyebrow.

"Because you're wrapped in a towel and covered in soap." She smirked.

"Oh, yeah, right so I should probably go finish my shower, but make yourself at home... what's mine is yours." He said walking back to the bathroom.

By now the songMisery Business byParamore was finishing up. He felt a warm hand on his back and turned to Lydia. They became face-to-face, their foreheads linked, their noses half an inch apart, and their mouths twice that. Stiles silently thanked God that he didn't eat any onions today.

"Hi." She breathed.

"Hi." He breathed back.

"So you're about to um, take a shower huh?" Their words came out slow.

"Yeah, that's uh, that's the plan."

"Can I join you?" She asked.

"Well, I'm sorry but you can't." He said. This whole time they're an inch from a kiss. "Unless, you get rid of these pesky clothes." He smirked as the song Silly Boyby The Blue Van came on.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He helped her take off her shirt and tossing it to the side. They rushed to get her clothes off and when they finished, she stood naked, completely confident with her body. He stared at her at first and then she walked up to him. She tucked her index finger into the towel that was wrapped around his waist. She leaned upward and kissed him. It was the type that created fire in the belly. The type of fire you can't find anywhere else. The kind that made both of them quiver when she pulled away and with the quick swipe of the finger she made his towel fall to the floor.

She smiled while grabbing ahold of him member and walking Stiles into the shower that hadn't stopped running in a while. She closed her eyes and sighed when the water hit her back. She let him go while her body adjusted to the warmth of the shower. She turned her back to him as she began to run her hands up and down herself. Her hair began to get wet and stick to her back.

He walked up behind her and wrapper his arms around her shoulders while gently kissing her neck. Her lip quivered and her knees buckled symbolising that he found the right spot. When he realised it he took his time on in, making sure to tease at it and make her whine.

She turned her head just enough to kiss. Then he slowly pressed her against the wall and then she could feel how happy he was. She turned around and their hands found eachother intertwining their fingers. He held her hands against the wall as he attacked the spot on her neck again. He sucked on it and she nearly fell.

"Not...fair." She said in between breaths.

He kissed her to shut her up, their lips pressed together. She openned her mouth just enough for his tongue to sneak in. He let her hands go as they moved to his hair and his hands moved to her ass. He squez soflty getting a gasp/giggle from her. He used his strength to grip her ass and lift her up. She wrapped her legs around him and then they slipped and the tub went splash sending water everywhere. Stiles had landed on his back and Lydia was on top of him.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" She asked concerned.

He openned his eyes and began to laugh.

"Oh you asshole." She scolded him with a smile. She smacked his chest before getting up. He got up slowly and followed her into the next room. She stopped in front of the bed and turned around with a smirk. Stiles walked over and she grabbed his member again pulling him down ontop of her. This time she stroked it, getting the exact reaction that she wanted.

Lydia might seem all sweet and innocent at times, especialy when you take the time out to get to know her. But when it comes to sex, she still loves to dominate.

Stiles' mouth got wide and he couldn't control his facial expression. She laughed at the face he made, bringing out his competetive edge.

"Funny huh?" He asked retorically and pinned her to the bed. Without releasing her hands he kissed her, then her chin, then her neck, and all the way down to her bellybutton. He slowed down near her vagina where he teased her by hovering just above it, breathing down on it and making her shiver and quake. She felt her stomach heat up with butterflies just waiting for him to do it. She couldn't stop breathing heavily and now he was getting the sounds from her that he wanted. He kept teasing her by kissing ever so lightly above the clitoris until she screamed. Not a banshee scream but loud all the same. He stopped and looked at her.

"Was that an uhm... banshee scream? Is someone dying?" He asked.

"No it wasn't a banshee scream." She looked at him angrily. "But you're killing me with the teasing."

Stiles started to grin happily before someone knocked on the wall. "Hey, keep your prostitute quiet in their, I'm trying to sleep." The guy yelled.

"Sorry!" The two yelled in unison.

Stiles thought for a moment and then went back to what he was doing. He cupped his hands underneath her ass pulling her closer to his face as he licked around her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. Then he flattened his tongue and ran it over her womb before slowly sliding it in. He slid his tongue in and out quickening pace and force over and over until she screamed again but this time her scream started strong and loud and ended small and silent. While she screamed she could feel herself release, letting her fluids fall squirt from her body.

He stepped back and smiled at his work watching her twist and turn her body to the sensative sensation that ran through her.

Stiles thought he had her right where he wanted her when she sat up and began to crawl on her hands and knees across the bed until she was face-to-face with his penis. She moved toward it but diverted her route and kissed the base of his abdomen just above it. He quivered and tried to stand his ground but when she stuck out her tongue and dabbed the tip of him slowly he nearly broke down.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him down onto the bed laying him on his back and continueing her course of action. She touched his rod lightly over and over and occasionaly running the tip of her tongue in a circle around his tip until she could see the pre-cum trying to escape him.

"Come on, Lydia." He whined making her grin.

"What?" She asked inocently.

"I'm gonna catch blue-balls. You're killing me."

"Hmm." She made a thinking face.

"Please, I'll do anything, anything you want." He whined. "Just don't make me take care of myself."

"Fine." She sighed and looked to the floor for her jacket. Finding it she reached into the pocket and pulled out a condom.

"Come prepared, do we?"

"I took it from Scott's stash. He has a lot of them."

"I know right, did you see what's under his bed."

"No, why?"

"Uhp, nevermind." He shook his head.

Lydia took the condom out of the wrapper and proceeded to put it on him. Once done she climbed ontop of him lowering herself slowly onto him. She gasped when it pushed inside her making her fall over ontop of him. He held her as she collected herself without moving an inch. Lydia finally sat back up and began to move, lifting herself slowly and slamming back down as harder and harder. She went on doing that until Stiles flipped them over.

He pinned her to the bed again while pushing in and out of her, thrusting harder, faster, and deeper with every thrust. He kissed and sucked down her neck giving her full body pleasure at the time. He continued on until he could feel himself about to explode and with a final unison yell from them both, he did.

They both laid there underneath the blankets holding each other.

"So uh, are you gonna stay the night?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah, I don't see why not." She said snuggling in more.

"You don't have anything to do tommorrow?"

"No, not until the afternoon, anyway. Theo wants to take me to this restaraunt near..."

"No, absolutely not."

"Why?" She giggled. "Aww, are you jealous? Don't worry, you know I'm all yours." She sat up.

"No, I'm not jealous, it's just... just promise me you'll stay away from him."

"Only if you tell me why." She folded her arms across her chest.

"He's... he's dangerous."

"How?"

"Well, the last time I saw him was fourth grade. He was being taken from school. Rumors started to circulate that he'd been imprisoned in a psyciatric hospital. Then I heard he'd gone to prison when he turned eightteen."

"Why prison?"

"He..." Stiles sighed and rubbed his forehead. "He, murdered his own sister." He sighed again.

"He, what. Theo Raeken, our new roommate?"

"Yes him, and I need you to tell everyone to stay away from him, there's no telling what he's liable to do."

"I'm not sure I believe that story."

"It's not a story, it's the truth."

"If that were true, he wouldn't be allowed her." She got out of his bed.

"Lydia, I'm not making this up."

"I can't believe you would do something like this." She was getting dressed now.

"Like what?" He got up too.

"You couldv'e admitted to me that you were jealous, and that you don't like the idea. You didn't have to make up this rediculous story."

"I'm admitting right now. I'm not jealous but I don't want you around him."

"If it's true, why is it just coming out now." She stopped in the middle of putting on her jacket.

"Because I wanted to see if he changed, but he didn't."

"That's not an answer."

"I wanted to tell you all but he was always right there on my shoulder. I'm telling you now, he's a murderer and he's dangerous."

"You know all he ever does is talk about how good of a person you were in fourth grade. He's never said anything bad about you, yet here you are talking down in him."

"Lydia..." He reached for her but she backed away.

"I'll uh, I'll call you later." She said rushing out the door.

"Damn it!" Stiles knocked a lamp to the floor.

He sat down on the bed with his face in his hands until he heard a knock at his door.

When he openned it, it wasn't who he expected it to be. He thought it was Lydia coming back to talk but it was Theo instead. Stiles froze for a moment wondering how long he'd been there but quickly recomposed himself.

"Uh, how'd you know where I live?" Stiles asked.

"Uhm, your Jeep's outside."

"I think I need to get a new car." Stiles muttered to himself. "Uh, whatd'ya want?" Stiles asked.

"Not gonna invite me in?" Theo asked.

"No, what do you want?" Stiles sounded impatient.

"I want us to be buddies again. What happened in fourth grade was an accident and I've spent years feeling like a monster for it."

"You pushed your little sister into a river and watched her freeze to death."

"It was an accident, and I payed my dues. How many accidents have you made?" Theo started to get frustrated.

"None that involved killing anyone."

"You sure about that?" Theo got an ammused grin on his face. "I know about the nogitsune, the question is, do they know. More importantly, does Lydia know."

Stiles' jaw clenched.

"Yeah, that's right. I could break you with a conversation.

Stiles started to get angry. "What the hell do you want?"

"I want to start over. New beginning, clean slate. You and me, we're the same Stiles. And that means neither of us want to pull out any skeletons from the past, so how about this, you keep your mouth shut about me, and I'll do the same for you." Theo patted Stiles' shoulder before walking away.

Stiles slammed the door and went back to sitting on the bed with his face in his hands. He debated for a long while before actually making up his mind. He grabbed his cell and called his dad.

"Hello, Dad? We've got a problem." Stiles said into the phone.