you make me ill - Stiles X Jackson - 18+ MPreg

3. Wet Dreams

My original sickfic was inspired by @Laheystiel's fic 'Sick,' and it was the fic that made me fall in love with this ship.

September 18th, 2014
3:25 AM
  The first thing he was conscious of was his legs, thick, soft, pale white thighs as his arms were coiled around him. Jackson used his long kanima tongue to rim the person he was on the couch with. He didn't know who he was eating out, but they had a nice bubble ass and a tight one at that. 

  He was surprised by seeing that it was a man as he grabbed at the dangling junk, pulled it back, ran his tongue up the shaft, and sucked in a ball, smirking as the guy winced and yelped in pleasure.

  Jackson hadn't been attracted to anyone more than himself. This person had a perfect body. Jackon pulled at the guy's junk, making him whimper, flipping him over and climbing up. He widened his eyes to realize that it was Stiles Stilinski.

  Jackson woke up with a fitting lightning strike right when he realized he was having a wet dream about Stilinksi. He looked down to see that he had creamed and tented his boxers. He groaned and got up, realizing he felt better. He thought it was because he had rested because of Stiles' soup. He flinched again as a lightning strike. He didn't know a storm was coming into town since he had been asleep for almost 12 hours.

  Jackson pulled the cover off the bed and walked into the living room. He froze as he saw Stiles face down on the couch. He blushed as he had never seen him in anything less than a hoodie and jeans. He was accurate in how he looked in the dream.

  Jackson licked his lips as he saw his perky ass but shook his head and lay on the other couch. Stiles was watching Spongebob, but Jackson had already sat down. He had no energy to get up, and the Remote was under Stiles' tummy.

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8:20 AM
  Stiles woke up to thunder and something constricting around his ankle. He looked back to see Jackson reclined and asleep. His kanima tail slipped out from the covers and coiled around his leg. 

  He hissed in pain as thunder rolled and the tail constricted around his ankle. Stiles began to kick Jackson, but he whimpered and hid under the covers. Stiles raised his eyebrow, soon realizing that Jackson was afraid of storms.

  Stiles blushed as he realized he had tossed every blanket off him while asleep. He leaned down and gently untangled the tail from his leg so he wouldn't wake up Jackson, hopping out of the way as thunder rolled again and the tail searched for his ankle again.

  Stiles reclined on the couch and watched the rest of the episode before it started raining so hard he couldn't hear the TV. He found his phone in the cushions and read his texts to see if anyone had missed him. He only got one message that wasn't Theo.

  "Hey, I stayed behind, so if you need anything, just call me," Derek texted. Stiles raised an eyebrow and stared at it as if it would self-combust in a few minutes.

  'Is mayonnaise an instrument?' he heard from the TV and then cringed as Jackson laughed. He hadn't noticed he woke up.

  "You like Spongebob?" Stiles asked, and Jackson shrugged.