After the murder of her parents Sofía McCall moved back to Beacon Hills living with Melissa and Scott, her aunt and cousin. Reunited with her cousin, he ends up introducing her to Stiles Stilinski who has changed a lot since she saw him last.
Stiles...
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The thing is it should've been morning when Sofía McCall woke up wrapped in the arms of someone who was becoming her favourite person like a teddy bear, but it wasn't. She awoke to the sound of low moans and someone against her, it isn't exactly what she expected from today, in fact she expected it to be more depressing.
She forced herself to stay relaxed— thinking there was no reason to embarrass Stiles with this especially as the boy gets so nervous around her already. Sofía reasoned with herself that he was probably having a wet dream about some random hot girl, like he mentioned previously that was until—
"Sofía, fuck. Want you" Stiles clearly slurred as he remains in a deep sleep.
Never mind then, that theory was soon dragged from my head. Stiles' tone made it sound like he was awake and thick with lust, clear of any sleep but I know that one, the boy isn't confident enough to be saying that and two, from many conversations with the boy I found out that he sometimes sleep talks if he's in a deep enough sleep.
Stiles moves his arm, so he has his hand on my hip, something that is clearly happening in his sleep, but it brings me back to that time in his Jeep. I could brush it off easily, and although I tense up slightly, I stay silent, not built for the temptation, especially not in a situation like this.
After a few moments of nothing happening, I assume that Stiles went back to a normal dream, I attempt to fall back to sleep. It's not that I don't like Stiles, it's more of the fact that there are so many reasons for us not to be together; our relationship could ruin his friendship with my cousin, we have more important things to focus on like hunters and the alpha, and most of all it could ruin our friendship and make it awkward between us.
All those things could fuck everything up, could fuck up the life that I've grown fond of, but I like him, I figured that much out. I mean really like him and it scares me because I've never felt that way before and not to mention the fact that Stiles is so innocent, I mean from what I've heard he's still a virgin which is another reason why we can't just hook up like I normally do to rid my feelings for someone. I mean it worked with Diego.
So, I let Stiles continue until I hear a half-whimper sound, something that I know means that Stiles had cum— I feel a shiver rake through my body because I'm only human and the boy is incredibly attractive. I want to cuddle him, I want to grab Stiles and hold him close, tell him about my fears like a normal person would, maybe even kiss him.
But instead, I feel Stiles move, letting out an embarrassed squawk clearly realising what he had done. He looks over at me assuming that I'm peacefully asleep as he climbs out of bed murmuring about how embarrassing it was, and how thankful he is that I'm a deep sleeper. He grumbles at his ruined boxers feeling absolutely disgusting as he quickly changes his eyes trained on the blonde who seems to be fast asleep.
I close my eyes trying to look relaxed, but I end up moving clearly showing my discomfort at the lack of warmth against my back, as I begin to move, I hear Stiles' movements pick up as he clearly tries to be as quick as possible. I roll onto my back smacking my arm over my eyes causing Stiles to let out a noise of relief.
