I sit on Stiles' bed before school as he secures Malia's full moon restraints to my wrists so I can make sure they're still okay to be used tonight.
"Tell me again why I'm doing this to you?" Stiles questions as he tightens the cuffs.
"Because I don't like putting them on her when I don't have to. They make her anxious" I tell him as if it's obvious.
"Which is something she's told you?" Stiles wonders aloud.
"No, but she gets all jumpy and she acts like she's got ants in her pants" I explain and he nods in understanding.
"Is that too tight?" He asks me as he secures the buckle on the restraints.
"No, this is good" I assure him, inspecting the rough looking cuffs "I think I'm gonna need to get her some new ones soon"
"That is very motherly of you" Stiles teases and a smile tugs at my lips.
"If you want to call me mommy in bed you could've just asked, dork" I counter and he chokes on his own saliva, his eyes widening.
"I never- I didn't mean- fuck" He breathes out in a flustered state.
"I will definitely be returning to this conversation after that reaction, but on a serious note I think Malia is getting very attached to me" I admit and Stiles' expression goes from embarrassed to confused.
"What do you mean?" He frowns.
"Well, she's been sneaking into my room in the middle of the night" I elaborate and his brows raise in surprise "Yeah, sometimes I wake up and she's just there, in my bed. She said she can't sleep alone"
"Maybe you're her anchor? You did kinda take her under your wing" Stiles points out and my heart swells at the thought.
Before I can reply, I feel a presence at the bedroom door and I turn my head to see Noah Stilinski staring at us.
"This is not what it looks like" Stiles blurts out, letting go of my cuffed wrists.
"I don't even want to know" Noah objects, shaking his head at us.
"That's probably for the best" I nod at him in respect and he nods back.
"There's nothing to know because-" Stiles tries to explain but cuts himself off when his dad merely walks away.
"He's such an unbothered king" I state with a grin and Stiles narrows his eyes at me.
"He also now thinks we're sleeping together" Stiles points out.
"Arent we?" I question rhetorically in response and the boy pauses.
The front door slams shut as Noah heads to work and I roll my eyes at the brunette who clearly is overthinking in his mind, not knowing what to say to me.
"If you don't kiss me right now, then I will be on my way" I huff out, standing up and pretending to walk away.
I'm yanked back onto the bed, my back hitting the mattress and Stiles leans down over me, pressing his soft lips to mine as he pins my cuffed wrists above my head to the headboard.
The sarcastic brunette kisses me with so much passion that I'm drowning in it, my body writhes under his and I moan against his lips.
"We've not got time for this" He murmurs as he kisses down my neck and I arch into his body, humming contently "We'll be late for school"
"God, you're such a dork" I tease him and he nips my ear with his teeth, making me gasp.
"Can we finish this later?" He pleads, looking worried that if he doesn't touch me now that he won't be allowed to later.
"Whenever you want to" I assure him, looking up at him through my lashes and he groans, dropping his forehead to my chest.
"You have got to stop looking at me like that, Natalia" He mutters against my exposed skin, my baby blue dress has ridden up my thighs to reveal my lacy white underwear and the top has slipped down to show off my matching white bra.
"Just get these cuffs off me, dork" I laugh in amusement and he does as he's told.
❦❦❦
During my lunch period at school I find myself stood between the busses with my brother and our friends, discussing the new beta problem.
"I'm not sharing my basement" Malia declares stubbornly.
"Sharing is caring, Mal" I warn her and she frowns in irritation.
"Actually, it's my basement, and my mom noticed how you tore it up last time" Lydia sasses the werecoyote.
"She's still learning. It's a process" I reason with the strawberry blonde.
"But we're going to use the boathouse for Liam. It's got support beams-- we can chain him to one of them" Scott explains his thoughts.
"But how do we get him out to the lake house if he doesn't trust us?" Kira wonders aloud.
"I say, if it keeps him from murdering someone, we chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake" Stiles suggests and I look at him in disbelief.
"I'm in!" Malia nods and I pinch her arm, making her yelp in surprise.
"That's not an option" I argue and Stiles narrows his eyes at me.
"We're not killing or kidnapping him!" Scott agrees with me and I shoot a smug look at the Stilinski boy.
"Then let's be smarter. We tell him there's a party and invite him" Lydia finally comes up with a reasonable suggestion.
"So, you're going to ask out a freshman?" Stiles raises a judging brow at her.
"No. I'm done with teenage boys" Lydia declines with a distasteful frown "But, if we're playing a trick on someone... why not use the trickster?"
One by one we all turn our heads to look over at the pack's resident kitsune and she realises that Lydia is referring to her, causing her eyes to widen in surprise.
"Who, me? No way. Not me" Kira objects quickly.
"Yes, you! You know what they call a female fox? A vixen!" Lydia smirks widely at the nervous girl.
"Me?" Kira sighs in defeat.
"You can do this, Ki" I assure her with a smile.
"Be a vixen" Lydia encourages and I wink at her.
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