*** I'm doing three chapters this time for two reasons. 1. I hate leaving the last chapter I post at 13. Call it superstitious but that's just how it is. and 2. the next chapter after this starts the drama and it's a time skip. So, I want it to stand on its own. Anyhoo... here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoy. This story is at the halfway mark now. ***
SONG: I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you…Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo…By the way, right away, you do things to my body…I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you ~ Starving by Hailee Steinfeld and Zedd
Chapter 14
Stiles:
Collapsing exhausted, I had only enough energy to roll us so that she was laying on top of me instead.
"Three… rounds…" I panted. "Three." I emphasized.
"The last one was your fault." She said, completely out of breath. My hands stroked her damp back as I chuckled.
"That was entirely your fault. You should have kept the sheet on." I told her.
After round two she had shifted and the sheet that we had finally covered up with had slipped off her and my 17-year-old brain could only catalogue that my hot girlfriend was naked.
She scoffed trying to slap my arm but missed.
"I'm too tired to proper hit you, so just pretend I did." She murmured.
"Consider me hit." I snickered. "How are you feeling?"
"I feel great. But give me at least 30 minutes and a Gatorade before we go again." She hummed happily.
"Duly noted." I chuckled. Wrapping both arms around her I joined her in the happy humming. I can't believe we waited this long to do this. No regrets, this night just felt right. But if we had only known. Now the problem would come in trying not to do it all the time. If kissing her made things hard before then now it would be nearly impossible.
"We may have to stop kissing at school." I mumbled.
"What?" she jerked in my arms, her head snapping up. "Why?"
"Malia, we lose control almost every time we kiss."
"No, we don't." she snorted shaking her head. I quirked a brow at her.
"Remember the bleachers? The storage closet? Coaches empty office? The stacks on the second floor in the library at the-."
"Alright, so we may get a bit… distracted when we make out. But that doesn't mean we have to stop."
"The last time we got caught, which, by the way, was only Tuesday, and it was in those very stacks, I had my hand in your bra and yours were down my pants. If it had been the librarian instead of another kid, then we would be suspended."
"But… I can't stop kissing you. It gets me through the day. It's my daily vitamin."
Laughing I pushed her head back down, carting my fingers through her tangled hair, or trying to.
"We kiss all the time, like literally all the time. Our lips should be permanently swollen with how often they are glued together."
"I like kissing you." she mumbled.
"I like kissing you too. Maybe we should just tone it down in school. I would hate to have us caught out having sex at school. That would not go over well with anyone."
"Fine. But we make up for it after school."
"Okay."
"And before."
"Alright."
"Is lunch time off the table?" she asked.
I laughed hard, shaking her in the process.
"You know what I was just thinking." she asked propping her chin on her rested hands on my chest.
"That is not one of my talents, so no I don't."
She rolled her eyes.
"I was thinking that… I'm glad that we waited until now. I think if we had done it when we first talked about it, it wouldn't have meant so much. Being with you like this, sharing this with you is… everything I wanted and nothing I was worried about if that makes sense."
"Yeah, it does. And I'm glad we waited too. I'm even gladder that I waited for you." I told her. "So, no more itchy feelings?"
"Nope. I'm perfectly content."
"Good. I'm glad." Kissing her lazily smile.
"I also think that we are going to need to stock up on condoms."
Laughing again I gave her another kiss.
"Perv."
"Your perv." She answered back and my heart squeezed.
"Mine."
She moved one hand and reached into the nightstand, grabbing another condom.
"It hasn't been 30 minutes."
"No and I don't have Gatorade, but I found a burst of energy. And I think… it's my turn."
I pulled her into another blistering kiss. She was going to be the death of me. But what a way to go.
We eventually slept only to be awoken what felt like minutes later to my alarm blaring the time, 8:30 am. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head that was buried in my neck, where she collapsed after exerting the last of both of our energy sources last night. I pulled the cover back down and massaged her scalp to wake her up. I don't know why but that does it for her.
"I don't want to get up. I want to sleep and then eat and then have more sex."
"I know but we have to. We have to be out of here soon if we want to keep up the ruse. And also, two of those things would definitely need to happen before the last one could. I'm not sure I could even go again without sustenance and a few more hours of sleep."
"Are you sure about that?" she asked wiggling her hips, rubbing… things together. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut and gripping her hips to stop her. "I'm pretty sure you're poking me right now."
"Yes, I am, thank you very much. But we really don't have time. We need to shower, and we need to go."
"Shower? Okay." She said popping up and off the bed. I couldn't help myself. I stared and I'm pretty sure my mouth was hanging open.
"Stiles."
"Stiles." She placed her hands on her hips and that was not helping at all.
"Yeah…"
"Shower?"
"Right. Okay." I shook my head to clear it and got up. She grinned and tugged me in into the bathroom. "Maybe we should take separate showers."
"This way conserves water." She shrugged turning it on.
"That's true. Which helps the environment." I agreed and followed her in. Like I was ever not going to.
JAMJAMJAM
Malia:
"Hey, hey we made it." Stiles announced walking right in the back door at Scotts tugging me along by the hand. "Oh, good breakfast. I'm starving." He said heading right for the table that Allison, Isaac, Liam, and Mason were sitting at already eating.
"By all means." Isaac snarked as Stiles grabbed a plate and started loading it up with way more food than he could ever eat. But I realized it was for both of us when he handed me a fork and set the plate between us. Smiling I leaned over to kiss him before dug in. I was just as hungry.
"Scott and Lydia aren't here yet?" he asked with a mouth full.
"They're on their way." Allison said.
"They got a late start." Isaac snickered.
"I'm sure they did. So, are we doing anything today or is this a everyone for themselves day?" Stiles asked placing a hand on my thigh. I glared in his direction which he ignored.
We were trying to be good. We made a vow to keep touching to hand holding and small kisses today because we had a hard time keeping our hands off each other even more now. I blame him for that.
He was different last night then he usually is. Not by much, still sweet, and affectionate, but he took charge last night a bit dominating and it just made me want to experience it again, and again… and again. I turned his hand over and laced my fingers with his. he glanced at me out the corner of his eye and smirked while listening to whatever Liam was saying.
"Looks like everyone had a fun night." Isaac said grinning behind me. I turned and Saw Scott and Lydia coming in, big smiles on their faces.
"We didn't." Liam said.
"You're fifteen." Stiles said.
"Just pointing it out that we didn't have as much fun last night as you all did." he shrugged shoveling in a fork full of eggs.
"I don't know. I had fun kicking your ass in video games all night." Mason said. Liam snorted then choked.
We finished eating, half way through Scott's mom came home and asked us how the dance was, after sharing a look with everyone Scott answered in a way that I'm sure she knew exactly why he was grinning widely. She didn't ask just gave each of us a kiss on the head and went to bed. That gesture made me itchy but warm inside at the same time. It was so motherly.
"Why don't you guys get a head start to the field, Allison, Malia and I will clean up and meet you there." Lydia volunteered.
"We will?" Allison asked. Lydia gave her a look and she nodded. "We will. Go ahead guys."
The guys looked at us then each other.
"You sure?" Scott asked. Lydia nodded and smiled dreamily at him. Do I look like that when talking to Stiles? I hope not.
"Yeah, I'll lock up. Go."
"Okay." Stiles said then leaned in to kiss me. "I guess I'll see you soon."
"Yeah." Another kiss and he and the guys left, taking Stiles jeep.
We cleared the table and while Lydia did dishes, Allison collected and took the trash out and I wiped down the table and swept up the crumbs dropped on the floor. Fifteen minutes later we were taking Allison's SUV to the school.
"So…" Allison said looking at me in the review mirror. "How did everything go last night?"
"Uh…" I stuttered looking between the two of them. Lydia had turned in her seat at the question.
"Not specifics. Just, did everything go okay? No issues or worries?" Lydia told me.
"However, if you feel like sharing anything else we are all ears." Allison said wagging her brows.
"You have been hanging around Isaac too much." Lydia told her rolling her eyes. Allison shrugged and giggled. "You don't have to tell us anything you don't want to."
"I don't know. I want to talk about it but then again I don't. I mean it was really special and… private." I admitted.
"Every girl and maybe even every guy feels that way. So don't feel bad or anything if you don't want to give away anything. All we really want to know is if you're okay with everything that happened."
"I am. I really, really am." I said, remembering. "Like really." I couldn't help adding, my cheeks started to hurt from how hard I was smiling.
Allison cackled and Lydia smirked.
"Okay then. No more questions from me." Lydia said.
"Well, I have a ton, but I won't ask them." Allison said.
"I do have one problem now though." I admitted.
"What's that?"
"How the hell do I keep my hands off him now?"
This time Lydia cackled, and Allison smirked.
"Don't ask me. I'm constantly touching Isaac."
"We noticed." Lydia and I both said together.
"I can't help it. Every time he is close I have to touch him. I don't know. It's like I'm magnetized. I'm automatically drawn to him."
"Exactly. I mean before all I wanted to do was touch him, hold his hand, and kiss him. Now I want it even more… I just want to do it naked." I said then groaned.
"Malia." Lydia exclaimed. Allison's mouth dropped open in shock.
"Sorry, my filter is getting better but sometimes I forget."
"Okay, we will pretend that it didn't happen. But I do get what you mean. I think we can all agree that we always want to touch them and sometimes it's a struggle to keep it public appropriate."
"Yeah, Stiles said we may have to tone down kissing in school." I admitted.
"That's probably for the best. But you're not alone in that. We all have to tone it down or we would all get too carried away."
"Hand holding should be okay though." Allison chimed in.
"Yeah, that should be safe enough. I don't want to jump him as much just holding hands… Goddamn it. I'm shutting up now."
"That's probably wise." Allison snickered pulling into the park closest to the field. They guys were already out there fully geared up goofing around, Mason off to the side watching.
"Lydia, Allison." I said before they could open their doors. "Thanks for checking with me. It's nice to have someone, another girl, to talk to about this stuff."
"Of course. Any time." Allison said. Lydia gave my hand a squeeze.
"That's what friends are for."
