Stiles knew the pack was distant, and for good reason, but he ignored it, they were the only family he had, he did have his father, but he was always at work, providing for them, but what happens when two vampires save him and claim that he can help...
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Stiles stood in his bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror as he heard Violet and Louis in his room. He lets out a sigh, his hand running down the red crop top he has on. Did it look good on him? He didn't have defined abs to show off, or a lot of muscles, so he was second-guessing it.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew behind him and he felt cold hands on his stomach. He looked in the mirror to see Louis' black eyes staring at his body.
With a head shake, Stiles pulled Louis to the side of him. The vampire was also wearing a crop top, but his was black and the two wore black jeans.
"Why are we letting Violet dress us?" Louis asks jokingly, looking at himself in the mirror.
"Because I know how to dress slutty," Violet's voice spoke as she appeared in the middle of the males. She was wearing a black and red laced corset that pushed up her boobs and gave her an hourglass figure as she wore a black skirt with fishing net leggings.
Stiles' eyes trailed from Violet's legs to her chest as his eyes darkened, causing the girl to chuckle.
"If I have that effect on you, then I succeeded in my outfit," She says cockily, watching the two males basically eye fuck her through the mirror. "Now, we just need to make you two a little more hotter,"
"But I'm already hot," Louis grins, looking at Violet as she steps in front of Stiles.
The girl just rolled her eyes as her hands came up and went to Stiles' hair, she started to ruffle and tug on it, giving him the after-sex hair. She then dropped her hands and grabbed the hem of his pants, pulling it down slightly to show off his v-line and the happy trail that disappeared into the black pants.
Violet hums, she turns around, grabs the bag on the bathroom sink counter, and opens it. She pulls out an eyeliner pen and turns back to Stiles. "Look up," She instructs and when Stiles does, she starts to apply the eyeliner. "You already have long eyelashes so this eyeliner should make you look more hot, or sexy in my opinion,"
"Why do we have to dress up? We're just going to a club," Stiles says, still looking up at the ceiling. He never did any of this before, so yes, he was confused.
"Because we have to be the hottest ones there, we need to make an entrance, show everyone that they can never be us," Violet spoke, with a last-minute decision, she put wings on the side of Stiles' eyes, biting her lips as she pulled away. "Damn, now I know why Louis doesn't have self-respect when it comes to you,"
Stiles drops his head and looks down at the girl with wide eyes, if he could blush, he knew his face would've been red. He took in a shaky breath as Violet just shamelessly soaked in his appearance. "U-um, you're staring,"
"Babes, you had your dick inside me, I can stare if I want," Violet says sassily, turning to face Louis as she flips her hair over her shoulder.
Louis grinned down at the girl, his hands coming up to grab her waist as her hands came up and tangled in his hair to mess with. Violet sucked in her lip as she grabbed a handful of his hair and tugged roughly, causing the male to let out an unexpected moan.
