Summary: These will just be five ficlets based on the characters of Teen Wolf. Characters may seem out of character at times. These ficlets are personally written.

General Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, I also don't own Teen Wolf. I don't make any money from these stories.

Ficlet #Two

Note: Takes place during season three, episode 23; when Stiles is possessed by a Nogitsune. Stiles appears out of the floor wrapped in bandages. While everyone is distracted, Nogitsune Stiles takes Lydia to Oak Creek and taunts her. Dialogue has been written correctly up until the Nogitsune tells Lydia, "and I'm insatiable."

Pairing: Stiles/Lydia

Warning: Contains profanity, non-consensual M/F disciplinary spanking with hand (some may consider abuse)

"Taunting and Haunting"

Lydia felt scared. Hearing the screams of the people who died at Oak Creek. It terrified her. Why was she even here? Why would someone do this to her? Thoughts and screams kept racing through her mind. She couldn't stop the fear from coursing through her veins.

She stood up, she stumbled through the dark, ominous hall. Leaning against the wall of what felt like a long cell, Lydia heard a familiar voice. But the tone was laced with venom. Lydia didn't hear the sarcastic, anxious personality when it spoke. It was the voice that belongs to her good friend, Stiles.

"Can you hear them," Nogitsune Stiles asked with a deep, husk to his tone.

Lydia suddenly jerked around to find this dark void walking towards her.

"It's louder than usual. Isn't it? Well, that's because a lot of bad things happened down here." A curl crept upon its lips and its eyes looked poisonously dark as the Nogitsune continued to advance upon the strawberry blonde.

She began to whimper as if about to say something, but couldn't find the words to speak. The teenager turned around and started to speed walk away from the dark form. Lydia used her hands to guide herself along the wall and hold herself up as she walked, trying to search for an exit.

The Nogitsune spoke again, "what are the voices telling you? Are they saying 'Stiles is dying'?"

The twin representation of Stiles' body added in a sing-song tone as it continued to follow her, "he is you know."

Lydia wanted to crumble to the ground, but she remained strong and focused. Trying not to let this creature get into her mind.

"He's dieing."

Lydia rounded a corner and yelled, "then what do you need me for? You think I can tell you something?" When she saw the gate at the end, the teenage girl gasped and flung towards it. No such luck, it didn't open. She stood there shaking the gate, trying to get it open for a few seconds.

The Nogitsune laughed malevolently. "Oh, I know you can," it added shortly after.

Lydia shook the gate and yelled, "I'm not telling you anything!"

"You won't have to." She whipped her body around as her eyes enlarged. The girl found herself face to face with the dark creature. It felt like the Nogitsune had been yards away from her. Then, it just suddenly appeared. Nogitsune Stiles stood there looking at Lydia with its arms held behind its lower back as it slightly bent forward to add, "you'll be screaming."

Then, Lydia let out a terribly, disturbing screech; her banshee screech.

After what had seemed like a few hours, Lydia wondered around the dreary hallway. Keeping her hands on the wall, she walked down a few steps and found another gate. "They'll find me. They'll find some way to find me." The strawberry blonde spoke up, nearing towards the barred door.

Trying this one, she shook the gate fiercely.

The disturbing creature, using her friends form, stood at the top of the stairs. "Think so?" it said in a questioning, disbelieving tone as the Nogitsune sat down. "I myself was kinda wondering what they're doing right now. What useless lead they're chasing. I wonder if maybe some of them have bigger problems to deal with right now. Are they really spending every minute looking for you? Or, are they waiting for nightfall? Focused on some hopeless gesture to pass the time."

Lydia turned from leaning against the gate to face this malicious sonovabitch. Holding onto one of the bars on the gate and putting her hand on the wall to stable herself, she looked at the Dark Kitsune with pure fear, question, and desperation.

"What do you want," she bluntly asked.

"More," and then the body stood up.

Lydia then asked curiously, "more of what."

"The trickster stories are all about food, Lydia. Coyote, raven, fox; they're all hungry.

The Nogitsune slowly walked towards the frightened girl as she tried to back farther against the gate. In a sedate manner, the creature walked down each step sluggishly. After a pause, it spoke again. "I'm the same, I just crave something a little different."

Starting to turn away from the thing as it slowly drawed near to her, the nightmarish form now was inches away from her; it was still advancing in her direction. When it was off the last step, Lydia quickly turned towards the gate again.

"I eat what you feel." Nogitsune Stiles now was standing behind her. It quickly leaned in and grabed a fist full of her hair, moving it away from her ear; making Lydia's face scrunch up in sheer horror. Drawing in a deep breath and letting it out, the dark kitsune added, "and I'm insatiable." The twin form drew in another breath causing her to shudder and let out a gasp of air.

Lydia was so terrified she started crying again. Tears streaming down her face, while the Nogitsune feed off of her feelings. It moved to the other side of her body and put its hands on either side of her hips. "You know what else we feed off of?" That made the frantic girl shake as she was unprepared for what the Void Kitsune was about to say. Holding the gate bars while the creature spoke; it said, "pain."

She had no idea what this meant when Nogitsune Stiles took her by the arm, leading her over to the stairs. Her eyes wide, and full lips in an o-like form, the Nogitsune sat down and pulled Lydia in between its legs. "Now, this may hurt, a lot."

Suddenly the creatures wicked grin was back upon its sickly, pale face as it bent the poor girl over its right knee. The Dark Kitsune settled her in this position and wrapped its right arm strongly around her waist so that there was no chance of an escape.

For the moment, Lydia couldn't find her inner banshee. Struggling in this position, the Nogitsune raised its left hand high into the air and brought it down hard with more than half of its strength. The Void Kitsune wanted to work its way up to using all of its strength so that this would take longer. The Nogitsune wanted her pain and suffering as the pure scarce that ran within Lydia earlier wasn't enough. This would be more to feed off of.

The dress she was wearing was short enough so that in the position she was in Nogitsune Stiles could easily see a small portion of her curvy behind. Already in tears, more started to fall as she felt the wrath of the Nogitsune spank her over and over again. Moving from one cheek to another, the Dark Kitsune soundly smacked away. *Swat, Swat, Swat, Swat."

Not pausing in the spanking, it began to say, "I don't think they're coming for you, Lydia. I think, that if they did want to find you, the werewolves would have been able to hear your screams, and they would have been here by now."

"Aw! We'll, I d-don't c-care what you think! Stop!" Lydia demanded.

"Stop? Why would I stop when I'm having so much fun?" The Nogitsune retorted to her comment and she could hear the devilish tone as he rhetorically questioned.

The Dark Kitsune paused for a moment and slowly dragged the tip of its finger up and down the bare skin of her left, lower cheek and thigh. When Nogitsune Stiles brought its lingering finger up for the second time, the hellish form slowly slid its pointer finger under her dress and pulled it up.

"NO! Wait, what are you doing?!" Lydia demanded as she became frantic.

The Nogitsune merely ignored her and then scoffed at her for a second. It looked down at her firmly, shaped ass as the creature caressed a hand over her pink, cheeky panties. Suddenly, the Void Kitsune picked up right where the twin nightmare left off, except harder. It was building up on the strength and Lydia could tell.

Soon enough, she was sobbing, squirming, attempting to kick, and pleading. Gasping at how horrifyingly painful this was, she bursted into a new round of sobs. The dark form took pleasure from this and smiled at her suffering.

"Screw you! I hate you! Stop, you can't do this to me!" She wailed and cried out. Still struggling against the creature's body, she tried to push off its knee, only for the Nogitsune to pause for a second and push her back down. The Dark Kitsune readjusted its right arm again around her waist and picked up the smacks. This time, the strong form started to go harder. By now, he was only holding back by ten percent. The strawberry blonde became frustrated, causing more tears to stream down her face.

"You make it seem like I care that you hate me, Lydia. We'll guess what, I don't." Venom singed the Nogitsunes tone. "As for me not being able to do this to you, well; who's here to stop me?" It added not relenting once. The Void Kitsunes hand kept up the rhythm, being brought down harder every few smacks.

The dark form briefly stopped for a moment to slowly slide her panties down her toned thighs. Bringing her to more tears, realizing she couldn't do a thing to stop him; Lydia just laid limply over his knee. She shook in misery, sobbed in pain, and surrendered herself.

Her punishing nuisance kept on going. When Nogitsune Stiles finished spanking the lower half of her butt, the creature moved down to her sit spots. Instead of going from one side to the other, it spanked one sit spot individually for a great amount of smacks.

Smacking her left sit spot five times, then moving to the other, the Nogitsune did this back and fourth. After a couple minutes of this, Nogitsune Stiles decided to use its full strength and started smacking away at the sensitive area ten times. The Void Kitsune did this for five more rounds on each spot before moving down to the tops of her thighs.

Laying over Nogitsune Stiles' lap, she screeched and tried to reach back again. "Move your hand, Lydia." Whimpering, she didn't comply and kept her hand where it was. When she didn't submit, the Nogitsune started harshly swatting a few inches below where the dark form was spanking her. This made the strawberry blonde cry out and remove her hand. But to no avail, the creature didn't relent from the spot, nor its strength.

Lydia wailed, gasped, sputtered, and sobbed as the Void Kitsune continued with its manhandling tactics. It went from spanking one spot on her thigh a few times to the other. After doing this for three rounds on each thigh, the Nogitsune let its hard hand travel upward. The dark void went over all the soundly spanked areas on her behind turning the scarlet red into a cherry glow.

Finally, after what felt like hours to the crying girl, the Dark Kitsune stopped causing pain to the young teens butt. Nogitsune Stiles let her lay there for a minute before standing up, which caused her to fall on the ground. Her sensitive skin made contact with the ground and she let out an almighty screech.

Quickly turning her body so that she was sitting on her knees facing the gate, she readjusted her underwear. When she finished, her hell-bent nightmare walked towards her and crouched down behind her. Moving her long, lush hair out of the way again, the Dark Kitsune whispered in her ear, "thanks for the meal."

Standing up, the Nogitsune started up the stairs leaving Lydia on the cold ground alone, miserable, and hurt. It reached the top of the steps and paused. The Void Kitsune paused in its tracks and let out a tiny laugh more so to itself. Keeping their backs to each other, the nightmarish sonovabitch stood at the top of the steps and calmly told her, "oh, and by the way; don't go anywhere."

The Nogitsune then walked away from her when it heard her burst into another round of sobbs. The dark form will come back for her later on; hoping she'll be a frantic, wailing mess. Walking down the empty, dark hallway like before, that smile lingered on its face, with full intentions of chaos.

The End