Oral Fixation - Stiles Stilinski - 18- Omegaverse AU

1. Honor? I Barely Know Her

September 14th, 2022
4:15 PM

Stilinski House, Beacon Hills, California

   Stiles was so annoyed that all his friends graduated, and he had to repeat senior year. He put all the blame on the Ghost Riders. Everyone forgot him for six months. When he came back, he had been 'missing.' 

   Things were the same, with Scott being by his side constantly. He always felt like he was missing something. The Pack was brainless without him... well, half brainless, they still had Lydia.

   "Scott, why have you been dropping my calls?" Stiles muttered when Scott finally picked up his 30th call since he had been home.

   "Buddy, you know I only want the best for you," Scott started, "but I have everything handled. It would be best if you did your homework," Scott said a little high-pitched.

   "Is... that a hissing sound?" Stiles asked, picking up Scott being pinned by a vampire. The Pack was currently fighting a nest in Devenford.

   "I have to go, buddy. I will call you back!"

   "Scott! What is going on with me!?" Stiles snapped and then groaned under his breath, throwing his phone on his bed.

   Stiles needed to get ready for work, yet he was distracted and worrying about his Pack. Stiles felt himself slicking up. He had already changed three times from it soaking his panties. He rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

   He walked into his bathroom and turned on the shower. He ran his hands through his hair. He still wasn't used to hair this length. He undressed and hopped into the steaming shower, only worsening his heat. He was confused as to why he got so horny all of a sudden. He bit his lip and felt himself throbbing to be entered.

   Stiles rolled his eyes and reached down between his legs, pulling his junk aside to fit his hand under himself. He slid a finger inside him, then two... then four. The more he filled himself with fingers, the more the hunger grew. He was moaning and growling for sex, even though he was still a virgin. He looked to the side of the bathroom and saw a loofah with a plastic phallic handle... "Well, shit..." He muttered.

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5:18 PM

Hale Loft, Beacon Hills, California

   Honor was lying on the couch, covering his face with a pillow. He was 10 miles away from Stiles and was about to burst a nut just by smelling him. He was in agony as Stiles' scent only got more potent. He didn't know how Derek or his Pack could control themselves.

   "I can't take this anymore... I am going for a run," Derek said, planning on running towns away until he couldn't smell Stiles anymore. "You coming?" Derek asked and pulled the pillow away from Honor's face. He was pretending to be asleep. The older brother grabbed a blanket off the back of a chair and covered his baby brother.

   Derek didn't think Honor had it in him to disobey his rules and fall into Stiles' temptation. Derek named his younger brother when he was six because he wanted him to grow up to be a strong alpha... but his name might as well be null and void. His powers and strength were no match for the scent of a True Omega's heat.