From the Ashes

From the Ashes: Chapter Eighteen

Three Years Post Asylum:

"Vira, I don't know about this."

"Oh, come on, Alpha," the succubus purrs silkily. "It'll look so good. I guarantee your mate will love it."

Stiles scoffs. "First, that little purr doesn't work on me, and second Isaac hates needles."

Vira huffs. "I wasn't trying to purr in seduction. If I was, you'd know it. Okay, so he hates needles. He's not the one getting pierced. That would be you."

"Oh really?" he says, quirking a brow at her.

"Yes, really." Her fingers graze his bottom lip as she tilts her head in consideration. "Perhaps snake bites?"

"What bites now?"

Vira smirks. "They're lip piercings. They go here..." She brushes one side of his mouth. "...and here." She brushes the other side.

Stiles squirms in awkwardness. "I was sort of wanting something simpler."

"Like what?" the succubus asks, intrigued.

"Uhhh...Nipples!" he shouts and then blushes furiously. "Nipple piercings. I want those."

"Oooo. Look at you being all daring. All right. We'll save the snake bites as a maybe for the future."

They glance at the piercer–a muscled man named Lou–and Stiles gulps. Lou winks at him. "Don't worry. I don't bite."

Stiles snorts as he tugs off his shirt. "No. You just stab people."

"Only if they consent and ask me nicely."

"Please Lou?" Stiles purrs. "I'm consenting. I want my nipples pierced."

Vira raises an eyebrow at him, but he keeps his focus on Lou. It makes the succubus roll her eyes but to her not surprise Lou quickly acquiesces. Stiles isn't a succubus and yet he can wrap someone around his finger with ease.

"All right. Hold still Bambi," Lou whispers. "This might sting just a bit."

Stiles closes his eyes. "I've had worse."

Lou huffs. "All right then. 5...4...3...2..."

"FUCKING MOTHERFUCKER!!!'

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Stiles had been so uncertain about the piercings but with the way his mate's eyes darkened and lust poured off of him in waves, he knew it was so fucking worth it.

Isaac sucks them until they're perky and beyond sensitive before fucking him into the mattress nearly folded in half.

The orgasms are even more intense. He needs to remember to thank Vira but not right now. Now he wants more fucking.

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"Holy fuck!" Isaac exclaims.

Stiles whips around and bites his lip. "Is that a good holy fuck or a bad holy fuck?"

The wolf shuts the door of their room and stalks over like a predator turning his mate back towards the mirror. "It's a phenomenal holy fuck. When did you get this?" He smirks. "Was it Vira's idea just like these were?" the beta purrs huskily as he slides his hands up to his mate's hardened nubs.

"Mm. Fuck! A-Actually it was my idea."

"Really?"

Stiles nods. "Really."

As the curly haired beta steps back his eyes flick over the inked design in his mate's skin.

Across his shoulder blades sits the Hale Pack's symbol. "It's a Triskelion," the alpha whispers.