ONE-SHOTS

Emily and Stiles (M-Rated)

StilesxEmily (M-Rated)

He felt like he was ready to lose his mind as he watched his girlfriend talking to Lydia across the 

hall. She was acting like she hadn't been teasing him in class with her hand running up and 

down his thigh in science class. Or how she had slid her hand inside his pants and rubbed his 

cock but always stopped before he got too close to cumming.

He had no idea what the hell the teacher had said all throughout class.

She had been teasing him since last night and he wasn't sure he could take much more of this. 

She knew what she was doing to him and as if sensing his ordeal, she glanced in his direction 

with that smug smirk. He was supposed to go to practice after school and he was going to be late 

as he checked his phone.

He looked back over to where she had been with Lydia and saw she was gone.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and saw her message.

See you after practice.

There was a picture of Emily attached with her in her car but she had her shirt unbuttoned with a 

coy expression on her face.

"That's it." He muttered and charged ahead, faintly hearing Scott calling out to him that they 

would be late to practice. He didn't care. He got into his car and rushed out of there knowing she 

was waiting at her place since no one was home. Or at least he didn't care if there was.

At least not at the moment.

As soon as he got there, he rushed inside, not putting much thought into how the door had been left unlocked. He climbed up the stairs and burst into her room to find her laying on her bed on her phone while she wore only a button up shirt and her underwear.

She went to say something, probably to tease him but he didn't give her a chance as he got on top of her and kissed her on the lips.

She clutched his shoulders as he began pressing hot kisses down her pretty neck. Her hands trailed down his chest and he grabbed her wrists, stopping her. "No touching." He said lowly and released his grip before kissing her again. "And no talking."

She let out a breathless sigh as she willingly gave him control. She always enjoyed this side of him. It meant that he wouldn't be holding back.

His hands trailed up her thighs, teasing her like she teased him. He ripped the shirt open and began kissing his way down her body. He spread her lips while pressing kisses along and up her thigh before reaching his destination. He ever so slowly pulled down her panties and she gave him a pleading look to hurry up. His fingers trailed over her slit and he rubs her clit with his thumb.

She lets out a moan when he flicks his tongue, tasting her. When he starts to slide his fingers inside her and using his tongue, she lets out a moan enjoying every second of pleasure he was giving her.

She let's out breathy gasps as she finally cums and whines as he slips his fingers out of her. She wants more. "Get on your knees." He ordered. When she does, he uses his fingers to play with her clit.

She could hear his zipper going down and his pants being taken off and she started to get impatient. She grips the sheets when he slaps his cock against her clit before using his thick cock to slide between her folds in a teasing motion. He doesn't go inside her yet as he enjoys hearing her impatient huff.

"Fuck." His eyes darkening as he finally gives in and slides inside her. The way she started clenching around him caused him to swat her ass cheek in warning.

He didn't move and she tried to push back but he gave her another warning smack. "Please." She whimpered, wanting to start fucking her so she stayed still.

Stiles grinned. "Good girl."

He began a slow pace, rolling his hips into her before picking up the pace. His balls slapped against her skin as his cock stretched her out with each thrust. He held her hips tightly as he slammed into her, loving the moans and whimpers that slipped from her lips. He couldn't stop from groaning as she practically sucked him in.

He pulled her up so her back was against his chest and turned her to kiss her. "Harder," She pleaded.

He granted her plea and picked up the pace, she cried out as his cock thrusted in and out of her. Her climax led to his own with how tightly her pussy wrapped around his cock and he let out a groan as he came inside her.

She whimpered as he came inside her. He panted, trying to catch his breath.

He pressed a gentle kiss on her shoulder before slowly pulling out. She flipped back on her back and he ran his thumb over her cheek, "Are you okay? I wasn't too rough?"

"I'm fine." She said happily, kissing him on the lips. "You need to take charge more often." She watched as he got a cloth and cleaned them both up.

Stiles felt his face get warm. "I'll try." They had only been together a little over a month and he still struggled with taking charge when it came to sex. When it did happen, she was more than happy to let him in, especially because of how rough he was with her.

Though the opposite could be said about him as he enjoyed it when she was in control especially because it led to her biting him. With another sweet kiss on the lips, he got dressed and told her he needed to go to practice. She begrudgingly got dressed and went with him as she hoped for another round after practice. He seemed to know what she was thinking and gave her butt a squeeze before walking ahead of her.

She puffed out her cheeks, annoyed that she would have to wait before following after him.