I'm assuming that this will have around 5 or 6 chapters, I'm sorry that it's so long 😭
But I hope you guys like it, it's a slow one but it's still fun!
Y/N POV
Keeping my head down, I can't focus on anything but the blood rushing to my ears. I look up to see we've arrived in my room, and Stiles flops down onto my bed. The half of the shot he took is definitely coasting through him by now. Stiles sits up on his elbows, looking up at my frame while I'm in the doorway. "Heyyy~" he smiles brightly at me. I smirk at him, shaking my head playfully going to sit by his feet, and rest my head on his knee pulling out my phone, setting a 7 minute timer, then scrolling through Instagram. He's blowing light raspberries as we sit in a comfortable silence for 3 minutes. His hand finds the top of my head, massaging my scalp through my hair. Humming out, I look up at him and he's starring mindlessly into the ceiling. "Stiles, it's been 3 minutes...and you've been staring at the ceiling...for all 3 minutes. You okay?" I ask sitting up between his legs, keeping my head resting on his thigh. He blinks a bit, and looks down at me. "Oh, right. Uh-hm" he sits up more and eventually stands up kneeling down next to me. Tucking his legs in a criss-crossed way, he leans over towards my face. I begin to blush and lean back as he exams me and I feel like I just might burst into flames. "Y/N. Do you know, what exactly I think about you?" He smirks, clearly still inebriated in some way. I start laughing with my nerves coaxing them out of me, shrinking into nothingness. "I mean, I know you obviously think I'm the coolest person in the world, you definitely want to be me when you grow up," he scoffs at my comment and we laugh, "um, I know you think of me as your," I check the timer, 4 minutes and 19 seconds left, "uh, girl best friend, and uh-" I'm interrupted by Stiles' encroaching proximity. So close to my flushed face I can feel the heat radiating off of his own skin. His thumb captures the peak of my chin, eyes lingering longly on my lips. I flick my eyes down to his lips as they part, "Y/N,...., Y/N can I," he breathlessly speaks out, "C-Can you?" I can't stand the thoughts running through my mind as his body pushes in further towards me. The need to run my fingers through his deep and dark locks, having our bodies be connected deeply as he's pounding into me. I try to shake the thoughts away, eyes looking back up into his. "Kiss." With one word from him I'm nodding my head and bucking my hips as he pulls my chin closer connecting our lips together after almost a year of me pining for this exact moment. He moans into my mouth as my hips are positioned on top of his. My hands are in his hair and his back is against the footboard of the bed. With cold wood flooring on my knees, I rock forward again, not being able to focus with those cute whines of his. His hands are firmly planted on my hips as our lips are melding together, yet smacking apart ferociously. He pulls away, mouth finding my neck, searching for the spot that makes the soft gasps and moans turn into deeper ones of want and need. The search is over after a few seconds, his lips on the special spot slightly above the crook of my neck, and a little to the back as he holds onto my back and hips which have stopped their movement because of the pleasure rippling through me from my neck. Stiles grinds up into me, holding me still with that one hand, as I moan out into his ear. He's been hardening underneath me, moaning from my sounds and the pleasure of it all. I fully relax into his arms, my eyes closing. He holds me close as he's making a deep purple mark on my neck.
He scoots me back a bit, the steaming air escaping from between us. I peak my eyes open to see what he's doing when his hand dances around my waistband. Pulling back and mumbling words between light kisses peppered along my neck, he says "May I? Please...." He looks up at me with swollen lips and lidded eyes. I mutter a quick yes, face turning a hue of pink deep on my skin, all the nerves in my system activating at once. His hands gently moves the cloth covering me as he transfers me on my back, and switches to the other side of my neck, giving it the same treatment. I look up at him, my eyes also half lidded, as he rubs small tight circles on my clit. "S-stiles" I moan out, eyes rolling to the back of my head. He's making out with my skin as his lips messily make their way up to mine. Making out, my hands split between being in his hair and squeezing his bicep as his circles move a bit faster, then they move down to the entrance of my core, our eyes meeting once as he spreads my wetness around, dipping his fingers in lightly. Moans are still falling from my mouth when he kisses me quiet. "Love, I don't want anyone else here to hear you but me." He says, a lingering stare at his fingers as he looks at them covered in my slick, popping them into his mouth before sucking it off. My blush only intensifies and he smirks down at my flustered expression. "How much time do we have left y/n?" He asks, resuming rubbing my clit in slow small circles, I fight the moans and check my timer. "2 m-minutesss" I sigh out. "Then let's get to it love." He winks, moving his fingers faster as his other had frees my right breast from my bathing suit top, his mouth latching on to my nipple, brown orbs watching my every facial expression. I bite down on my hand slightly, bucking my hips into his. My eyes rolling shut as he continues his pace. His tongue swirls around my nipple, biting slightly. I moan but it's covered by my hand, causing him to pull back "Good girl," his voice raspy and deep yet desperate and full of want, "you're so fucking pretty when you're like this." He moans out. He increases his speed and adds two fingers to the mix, but they go inside me while his left hand still rubs those tight circles. "Fuck Y/N, I wish you could see how you look right now." I feel the same familiar climax forming, but it's stronger. More than just a quickie before bed but the man I've wanted since I first saw him, had his fingers pumping deeply and lightly curved in me while simultaneously rubbing the most sensitive part of me. I start to convulse slightly as he talks me through it. "Good girl," "Are you gonna cum for me?" "That's it love, that's my girl," "Such a good little slut."
Hot pleasure is steaming from me as I cum and he kisses me, silencing the growls as the alarm also goes off. He fingers me all the way through it, and once I calm down he's already in my bathroom coming out with a warm washcloth. I lay there panting still as he resets me. Wiping me down, and putting my clothes back together, turning to me. I blink slowly and he lifts me up. "Do you need anything? At all?" His eyes flickering between me and the outside world. "It's okay, they didn't hear us. And I'm okay, but what-what about you?" Questioning him as I point to his boner. "Can I help?" I ask, eagerly wanting to have all of him. "Darling, if they notice we aren't back down they'll know something is happening. And I do NOT wanna hear the Twins right now." He says dragging a hand across his face. "Just let me take care of it, and I'll come back down in a bit."
Handing me my phone I'm shooed off downstairs and I spray myself with my hose in my front yard before running to my backyard and jumping into my pool trying to get some of the smell off. Resurfacing everyone else laughs and one by one jumps in as well. "Where's Stiles?" laughs Scott, I flick my head towards the upstairs of my house. "Using the bathroom, that shot really got to him earlier!" I laugh out. "Did anything...happen?" Isaac teases, shimmying his shoulders. With a roll of my eyes and a shove I manage to convince everyone that nothing happened. Almost everyone. Scott and I share a lingering stare from across the pool. He smirks then suggest we get the water guns. Everyone is laughing as Stiles rejoins us, immediately getting sprayed. He ignores eye contact with me and we barely speak for the rest of the night. As everyone heads home he's already asleep on a lawn chair. "You want me to take him with me or?" Scott asks me, holding Stiles' slumped body on his shoulder. "Nah, you can just leave him in my parent's room, around the corner from the living room. Thanks...twice." I look up at him and he nods and winks as he takes Stiles to my parent's room. I head upstairs, shower and then head to bed. Stiles and I have a lot to talk about in the morning....alootttt.
