Stiles paced up and down Jackson's bedroom, while Jackson sat on the bed and watched him, curious.
"Ever since we said that we would do it, you have been acting weird," Jackson noted.
Stiles stopped in his tracks, "Well if we are going to do it, I want to do it right. Even though I don't know how to do it. Look, I'm a virgin alright, and in this situation, you are too. I just think we should go about this the right way."
Jackson grinned, "What did you have in mind?"
"Okay, well, some music and some candles or something. Or is that too much? It's probably stupid."
Jackson stood up and stood face to face to Stiles. He grabbed onto Stiles' hands.
"I just want to be with you. But I want you to be comfortable and happy; I will do anything that you want."
Stiles smiled and softly pecked Jackson's plump lips, "Thank you."
"I'll go check if I have any candles, you choose the music."
Stiles was so over feeling all confused like this, of course he wanted this, a lot. Just he was scared and excited about it all. He felt very shaky and not comfortable. Music and candles would be a nice way to make himself feel better, and also be ridiculously romantic.
He looked through Jackson's vast CD collection, before choosing something he knew was slow and melodic. Jackson was taking longer with the candles than he thought. He didn't know what to do next, should he lay on the bed or maybe take off his clothes? Before he could decide Jackson came back in with a handful of candles and a box of matches.
Stiles remained still while Jackson placed the candles around the room and lit them, one by one. He couldn't understand why he was being that nervous; they had done a lot last night, what was different. But this was a big step, whether it be with a guy or a girl, Stiles was losing his virginity. And in a sense Jackson was too.
Jackson finished lighting the candles and slowly approached Stiles. They stood face to face, staring into each other's eyes without thinking of touching each other. Stiles noticed how patient and kind Jackson was being, ever since they shared all their feelings to one another, Stiles felt a new sense of trust with Jackson.
Stiles grabbed on to the side of Jackson's head and lent in for a much needed and passionate kiss. Stiles felt so alive as the kiss grew more intense, like he had finally made the big step and let go of himself. Jackson's lips were so warm and rough, and Stiles couldn't get enough. Jackson's hands slowly ran down Stiles' back before perching themselves on Stiles' hips. They embraced each other closely, their hard on's touching.
In a quick movement Jackson grabbed onto Stiles' hips and pulled him up allowing Stiles to wrap his legs around Jackson. Stiles gripped onto Jackson's hair as Jackson moved them over to the dresser. He threw Stiles onto it and scooted him to the edge, so their hard-ons were still close.
Stiles loved being so gripped tight against Jackson, he felt safe. The past couple of months had been a roller coaster and that was something different; something more satisfying. Their kiss grew deeper and more intense, as their lips pushed and pulled hard together. Jackson took off Stiles' t-shirt quickly and threw it across the room. He ran his hands up and down Stiles' bare chest, pulsating his muscles with his strong hands.
Stiles' threw his head back on the wall, feeling pleasure as Jackson kissed slowly around his nipples. Gasping he looked at Jackson and moved his head back up so he could return the favor by kissing him. Stiles took Jackson's shirt off too and pressed his palms firmly on Jackson's bare back. As Jackson made his way down Stiles' chest and torso he pulled Stiles closer to him. He pulsated their bodies back and forth to reach more pleasure. Stiles' bit on Jackson's bottom lip as Jackson lifted him up with so much ease and threw them on to the bed. Lying diagonally on the bed, Jackson roughly kissed Stiles, making Stiles' head hit deeper into the firmness of the bed. Stiles moved his hands down to Jackson's waist line and reached in and touched Jackson's ass. Jackson wriggled in desire and quickly prompted for both of them to take their jeans off.
Left with nothing but boxers separating them, they both touched each other closer than before. Their kiss grew deeper as each moment drew to what they had been waiting for. Stiles' loved the feeling of his hard on with Jackson's. As the pleasure increased Stiles couldn't stop thinking about what it would feel like with Jackson inside him. Stiles' abruptly paused their passionate kiss and got Jackson's attention, staring deep into his eyes.
"I'm ready," Stiles whispered, breathing heavily, almost out of breath.
Jackson smiled with his eyes and slowly and gently kissed him and started to slide off both of their boxers. Jackson moved down Stiles' body with kisses while slowly bending Stiles' knees to lift his legs up. Reaching away from Stiles', Jackson got a condom from his bed side table. He opened it and began to put it all, all the while looking at Stiles. Jackson lifted Stiles' thighs and ass up to begin, still staring deep into Stiles' eyes. The amount of trust and respect were felt by one another, Stiles not even nervous or anxious about it anymore.
Jackson nodded to Stiles to ask if Stiles' was ready to take the first step. Stiles didn't have to nod to tell Jackson, knowing full well what his answer was. Jackson's cock slid slowly into Stiles, Jackson gripping on to the back of Stiles' legs with such strength, tense in the moment. Stiles let out a moan, filled with pain and pleasure. Jackson looked up at him before slowly moving in further. It felt so tight, it felt so amazing. He moved it all the way in, his stomach flat against Stiles' ass. Stiles was moaning louder but showed no sign of wanting to stop. Stiles' had never felt anything like this before, Jackson was inside of him, and he could feel himself rung with pleasure at every feeling of it. Jackson pushed his cock back out quickly, rocking his head back from the sensation. Stiles' took a deep breath and lunged his hips higher into the air to help Jackson. He wanted to feel that again and again, it felt so good.
Jackson moved faster and faster each time, his muscles tensing at the growing intensity. Stiles pressed his hands against Jackson's moving chest, holding on for any support. Jackson moved back down to Stiles and kissed him still while inside of him. Their kiss was rough and bumpy as they moved so quickly together, yet it was the best kiss of them all. Stiles had never felt so close to someone before, and he was glad it was Jackson. It almost felt like they were one, feeling the same things as one another. Jackson moved back up and cupped his hands over Stiles' chest. He moved in and out faster, overwhelmed with pleasure. They both moaned and panted as they gripped tighter to one another. Stiles could feel it coming, the growing amount of good he was feeling. It was so much better than what he felt the other night, there was nothing to compare this with. They both let out a long moan as they simultaneously came together.
Jackson slide out of Stiles and took off the condom. They rubbed each other's cock, adding onto the high amount of pleasure already. Jackson lent down to be face to face to Stiles' again. He pressed his forehead against Stiles' and pushed their noses together. Stiles ran his hands through Jackson's hair, pushing them closer together. They were both exhausted, all their energy wiped out. Stiles started smiling before laughing under his breath. Jackson looked up at Stiles, curious as to why Stiles' was laughing at a moment like this.
"Oh, nothing. I've just never been happier," Stiles said.
Jackson struck a big grin, making Stiles melt all over again. He loved that he was seeing this side of Jackson. A side where he was happy, sweet and kind, it sort of wished other people could see him like he did, but was secretly happy that he was the only one who did see him like this.
"I love you," Jackson said out of the blue.
Before Stiles' could freak out or think of anything sarcastic he replied, "I love you too."
Jackson pecked Stiles' on the lips before collapsing onto Stiles, his head resting on Stiles' shoulder. He held hands and just stayed together, happy in each other's company.
It may have only been two days since they had been together, but Stiles meant it. All the feelings Stiles' had felt those past couple of days were so strong and new, he knew it had to be love. He didn't know what would happen with them next, all he knew was he wanted to stay with Jackson for a long time.
After a long while of comfortable silence, Stiles' phone rang, still in his jeans pockets on the floor. They both ignored it, too exhausted to move.
"I'll call them back later," Stiles said casually.
The phone rang again and again, before Stiles' thought he should probably answer it. He reached over Jackson and down to the ground where his pants were. It was Scott.
"Hey man, I'm kinda busy," Stiles' said looking at Jackson.
"Lydia is awake. She wants to talk to you. And to Jackson. Do you know where he is? He won't answer my or Alison's calls."
Stiles stared seriously at Jackson, "No. No, I don't know. I'm on my way though. Thanks man."
Stiles hung up and stared at Jackson for a while.
"What is it?"
"Lydia is awake, and she wants to talk to me and you, separately. Scott and Alison have been trying to ring you." Stiles jumped up and frantically started to get dressed.
Jackson reached over and got his phone from his bedside table, he had 4 missed calls.
"Shit. What do you think she wants to talk to us about?" Jackson said and got to get dressed too.
"I don't know, I'm freaking out, what if it's about us?" Stiles said, having trouble putting his t-shirt back on.
Jackson walked over to him and stopped him. He grabbed onto his shoulders and looked him in the eye.
"It's alright. Only Danny and Derek know, she wouldn't know. I'm sure it's something else. Don't worry about us for now, let's just see what she wants to say," Jackson said with a calming tone.
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