Faerie Guardian | Stiles x reader

5-Teasings

Sloan sat at lunch with the group minus Malia; She didn't want to be anywhere near Sloan. This made Stiles happy due to him having the ability to touch Sloan more. As the group talked and ate his hand was in the same spot as the other classes, her thigh. This time it was tucked under her dress. When Stiles first put it there she squeaked and choked on her fries. Lydia knew what was happening because she saw him being handsy in English class.

Isaac saw his hand placement when he first got to the table and gave Slown a 'Do you need help?' look. Sloan shrugged it off and smiled politely at him. Isaac didn't believe her and kept a close eye on her just in case.

She could feel like she was being watched. She looks around and her eyes briefly landed on Malia. Sloan then acted as she laughed at Stiles' joke and interlocked her arm with his like a chain. He grinned at her and pulled her in by her thigh. Stiles kisses her forehead and goes back to talking to Scott who was mildly confused. Scott shrugged it off as a friendly gesture as Stiles was unceasingly affectionate to anyone he was close to: that meant Scott as well; they hugged all the time.

Stiles was adamant about walking Sloan to her next class as it was only 2 classes away from his. Isaac also went because he was weary of Stiles' intent with Sloan. Sloan rolled her eyes but decided to play friendly for today and let him walk with them. Once Isaac witnessed their interaction which was mostly shoving each other around in a joking manner while laughing: he walked off.

"Cya, Daddy," she winks at him to tease him. His eyes widened and attempted to grab her hand but she was too far away and already in her classroom.

After that class, he stood ain't for after each class. Then it was the end of the day: Lacross practice time. He was excited to see her sweaty, as was her. He hoped she would wear something revealing but he didn't want others to see what he salivated for. So, he would settle on something comfortable; He was sure she would look just as sexy as usual when she looked all comfortable. His mind began to wander all day about how good she would look him his clothes. Or how her perky nipples would rub against the t-shirt that he wanted her to wear. Or how nice her ass would look when she wore a t-shirt that didn't exactly cover her curvy hips: revealing her round bottom that he watched bounce as she walked earlier that day.

For practice, she changed into some green Adidas leggings along with a matching Adidas sports bra. Due to her thick curls: she had to wet her hair to be able to put it into a ponytail. She decided on her usual, which was a braid.

All through practice Sloan and Stiles couldn't keep their eyes off each other; Especially Sloan... Stokes was working his hardest to show off but he kept on missing. It eventually got to the point where Sloan had to help him with throwing something, ultimately teasing him because he knew how he just couldn't focus properly.

Throughout the whole practice, she was teasing him for every little thing: especially his arousal. Coach Finstock had joined in the teasing... (Not the sexual teasing) Stiles wasn't landing anything at all.

Sloan felt her ego going up when she 'accidentally' spilled water all over herself. In reality, she was burning up and wanted to cool off.

"C'mon, Daddy! You have to land something!" Sloan whispers and massages Stiles' shoulder from behind. Stiles growls and twirls his net stick in his hand. He picked up a ball and chucked it toward the net: He made it.

She jumps in celebration as he turns around and picks her up by the waist to celebrate with her. He twirls her around in the air with ease and she giggles.

"Nice job but take your cootie hands off my daughter!"

Sloan laughs and hugs Stiles instead of letting him go. She then runs after her father. "Come on Dad! Have some cooties!" Then for a few minutes, they were running around on the field; While Sloan went easy on her old man by now running as fast as she could.

After practice Sloan desperately wanted to shower; she decided to take one. She's taken showers there before and she loved just how hot it could get in the girl's locker room; she also has taken one in the boy's locker room when she was little. She detested it in there; it smelled ripe... It was a boy's locker room, but still! It shouldn't stink that bad!

Turning around, she wrapped her body with a towel. Then she screeched when she saw Stiles walk in. He looked around and sniffed the area. "It smells nice in here," he states with a smug face. Sloan clutched her towel tighter and he rolled his eyes.

"I already saw that pretty body of yours, my beautiful cherry." His voice was crass as he spoke, causing her to shiver: not from her previous shower. Sloan rolled her eyes and decided to play his game. She walks behind the lockers and Stiles follows. She dries herself and slips on her dress along with her lacy underwear. All while she did this Stiles was struggling with his urge to bend her over and take her right there. "Come on my cherry, your father's car broke down so I'm giving you a ride."

Sloan turns and groans. "Are you saying I'm stuck with you more than I should?"

"Should?" He asks with a raised brow. He takes a step, closing the distinct between them, and plants an arm next to her head against the grey lockers. "Is there something you had in mind that we should do?" he roughly asks in a whisper, his eyes flickering to her full lips.

Sloan batts her eyes innocently at him. "Not I'm here; We could listen to music in the car," she suggests with an artificial innocent voice. He lets out a guttural groan, rolling his eyes as he does so. He grabs her waist and guides her out of the locker room.

"Come on, you sexy cherry: Let's go listen to that music you want."

Started: 12/16/23
Last edited: 12/16/23
Published: 12/16/23