Blissful Burn ➳ Stiles Stilinski [5]

Blissful Burn

"That?" Stiles pointed at the flimsy material in my hand like he couldn't comprehend what I was talking about. "That? That is your going away present to her?"

I nodded proudly holding up the tiny leatherskin I managed to find for her. Well if she's going to join them she might as well look hot doing it. I always knew she'd make a sexy skinwalker.

"What do you think? I think she's going to have Scott drooling before she leaves," I placed it back into the bag on my desk and walked over to Stiles.

"I think Scott's going to be busy all weekend before she leaves," he scoffed going back to his laptop.

I glanced over at what he was looking at through to be nosy but he kept hiding the screen from me. So I perched myself next to him on the bed.

"Which is exactly why I'm a great gift giver! I mean, remember what I got you for your eighteenth?"

"Trauma?"

I shoved him and he laughed pulling out his keys and the keyring that had two S letters facing each other.

His actual initials were M.S. Not many people knew that. Which meant the two letters on his keyring were for us. Stiles and Skyler.

I smiled as he pocketed his keys and he outstretched his arm so I could cuddle into his side. I leaned up and he gave me a short kiss.

"So I was thinking," I spoke before we could carry on. "Now that we're together. Do you think the magic's gone?"

He raised his brows giving me a look. "The magic?"

"Yeah," I confirmed. "The magic. Like...the chasing each other. Pretending we hate each other—"

"Hah, yeah. Because that was fake."

I glared at him and he raised his hands admitting his surrender. Good. "My bad. Continue."

"You know what I mean? The magic," I was trying to hint at something by moving my hands around but I had no clue what I was doing.

He grabbed them grinning at me now. "Oh yeah. Totally. I think now that we are, I just can't picture why I ever liked you in the first place."

"Mhm? Is that right?" I asked and he hummed his response nodding. "You know what. I think you're right. I think that you just became so much more unattractive."

His smile was bigger than anything and it didn't take a genius to realise mine was too.

He asked. "Is that so?"

"Totally," I faked a sigh looking away.

He kissed my head this time before going back to scanning his eyes on the laptop he was clutching so tightly and I went to scrolling through the many messages I was ignoring from just about everyone.

"Hey, so why don't you buy yourself a skimpy small leather skin skirt?" Stiles shifted his head to me with a playful smile.

"It's obvious isn't it?" I smirked moving his laptop off of his lap and climbed on top of him. "I don't have the legs to pull it off. Duh."

He grinned leaning up. "I'd argue differently."

"Yeah?" I leant down placing a longer kiss on his lips and leaning my hands on either side of his neck.

"Totally." His breath became shorter as the kisses lasted longer.

But a short kiss turned into a longer one. A longer one turned into my back against the bed as he slowly moved on top of me.

And that turned into hungry kisses. Desperate ones. A lot of desperate ones.

And until his tongue entered my mouth my vow to keep things PG was broken. With no regrets might I add.