(Y/N)'s POV:
Noah Stilinski took me into his home to live with him just for the years I am attending Beacon Hills High. I have been living with the Stilinki's for about 2 years now and Stiles and I have gotten pretty close.
Not like brother-sister like how everyone thinks we act but it's more like the having-sex-when-his-dad-goes-to-sleep type of close.
The other thing is that no one knows that Stiles and I are doing this besides Lydia, since she is my best friend and I tell her everything. "So, when are you and lover boy going on an actual date?" She asked as she went through my closet.
"It's too risky. If Scott found out it might send him going off and all wolfy. If Allison found out she might get mad at me for hiding it from her. And worse of all if Mr. Stilinski found out he might kick me out since I don't think he'd be too happy about his son having sex with the girl he's having live with him," I said as Lydia shrugged and then continued to rifle through my things.
"Dinner's ready!!" Noah called up to everyone. Lydia left the room first and headed downstairs. I went out my bedroom door but I was leaving at the same time as Stiles so we were just met face to face.
"Whoops, sorry, I didn't mean to get in your way," he said as I smiled and then kissed him on the cheek before heading downstairs. "You could never be in my way," I replied as he followed me downstairs.
We ate quietly and made small talk with Stiles' dad and Lydia before she left and Noah had to go to work. "Man, that was a great meal but I should really head to bed," Stiles said as he set down his plate in the sink and started to walk over to me with a sly smirk spread across his dumb face.
"Wanna join me?" He asked as he offered me his hand as if this were a school dance. I followed him up the stairs, our hands conjoined the whole way up as we made it to his room and he didn't bother to shut the door behind us since it was now just the two of us at home.
He pressed me against one of the walls in his bedroom and slammed his lips against mine with such force as one of his hands found their way up my shirt to cup one of my breasts. He massaged my tit as he lift hickies up my chest so that they wouldn't be found by anyone.
I struggled to unbuckle his pants as my whole body went numb at his touch. He pulled away from me for just a second that that I could make my way to the bed as he took off his own pants and underwear.
I didn't even think to undress myself since I knew that Stiles would do it for me as he crawled on top of me. He slid my jeans off as he kissed down my legs where the pants once were.
My panties were dripping just waiting for him to take me. "Jesus christ," he said as I giggled while he took off my wet panties and threw them across the room as he then took one of his fingers and traced the outside of my pussy slowly as he kissed my stomach.
"Please-" I moaned out as I was cut off by my own scream. "Please what? Go on, use your words. If you don't tell me what you want then I guess I will just have to move on," Stiles said in his signature cocky tone as I rolled my eyes at him like Scott and I do every fucking day.
"Just fuck me, Stilinski," I said as he nodded and then went to look for a condom and then pushed his dick in me as I had ordered him to. We fucked for a solid five minutes. I came at least twice every two minutes and Stiles came at least twice every minute.
"Did you hear that?" Stiles asked as I shook my head and moaned again. "Hear what?" I asked as he pulled out of me. "I think someone is here," He said as he took off the used condom and threw it away as I scrambled to find my clothes and put them on. He put on a clean pair of pants and I tumbled out of his room.
