A Question Of Roomates

Ch. 25

It was well past midnight when we finally made it back to the dorm. Stiles' tie was loosened and dangled around his neck as he plopped onto the couch. There was a content smile on his face as he smiled up at the ceiling  "What a night. I can hardly believe it was real, I mean that seemed like something out of a CSI episode or something"

I returned from the kitchen throwing our water bottles on the table as I lifted his legs onto my lap and found comfort in the plush sofa "I enjoyed seeing Matt is handcuffs, that was probably the best part"

He was sitting up suddenly, the smile on his face dipping only slightly and his eyes softened looking fondly at me. He was leaning in and kissed me, slowly and tenderly not fighting the smile still on his face. His lips were soft as they were just there, sliding against my own. He pulled back only far enough that he could stay in my embrace and his breath gently hit my cheeks "Jealous man"

"You get to stay in school, how does it feel?"

"Like student debt...I love you, you know that"

"I love you back"  Then he was kissing me again. A bit more intense than before as his hand slowly crept up my thigh. I thought nothing of it trying to stay in the moment without getting too excited but Stiles only continued to make it hard. His hand had wandered until it had nowhere else to go and only sat in my lap. He introduced his tongue into the mix without missing a beat. In the past that was where he'd stop, we'd part ways to enjoy very cold showers before calling it a night. But Stiles seemed to have other plans. With his free hand he pushed oh so softly against my chest until I got the memo to lean back, and he climbed into my lap.  Only seconds after he started to unbutton his own shirt slowly unveiling his porcelain, mole speckled chest. I prayed he couldn't see my own heaving up and down out of nerves as I asked "S-Stiles. Stiles what are you doing?"

"I feel like it's pretty clear" Seconds passed and he must have seen something on my face that he didn't like because he was scrambling to redo his buttons as his cheeks rapidly began to burn red "I'm sorry. I thought you wanted too"

"I do! Are you kidding me? Of course I do" I tried to kick my ass into gear before the moment passed. I tighten my hands, latching them onto his narrow waist keeping his seated against me. His face said he wasn't the slightest bit convinced. I could only keep my eyes on him, and nowhere else as I pulled him close to me "I just...We've waited so long, why now?"

He leaned into my space again, stapling his hands against my chest as he stared down at me "I was on that stupid date with Matt, and the entire time he was smooth talking and trying to flirt with me. He was saying sweet things pretty much doing anything to try and get me to want him. And every second I only wanted you. I was only thinking of you. It was all you" Stiles shrugged as he smiled down at me shyly "I only wanted you" 

"Can I shower first?" I asked, maybe I was a little too eager.

He was laughing as he got out "Why? We'll just end up taking another"

"I'm sweaty, and kinda stinky, and I doubt we should do this after leaving a police station"

There was a slight mortified look on his face before he nodded and quickly placed a kiss to my nose and stood up "Fair point. I'll see you soon"

Embarrassed to say I was hard before I made it into the shower, I tried to think of any thought that would calm things down at least until I could see Stiles again, but nothing worked. We were finally going to have sex. It wasn't something that needed to happen, our relationship despite its ups and downs was a beautiful one that I loved as it was and loved for everything it would grow to be. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to the milestone. 

Stiles was creeping into the room by the time I stepped from the clouds of steam. He'd been in a t-shirt and boxers that only made me laugh, mainly due to the thought that I was going to slip him right out of them all over again "Hi" he whispered, devouring me with every sweep his eyes took over my body.

"Hi" I swallowed thickly, loosening my too tight grip on the towel around my waist. It fell audibly to the floor as I slid beneath the blanket. He followed behind, sliding into the bed with ease before settling against my chest.

"You smell nice" he joked, brushing his hand down my shoulder before settling on my back "And not sweaty anymore" For a moment I just watched him. His head slightly thrown back as his chuckle died down "You can kiss me now" Stiles whispered.