Teen Wolf Imagines #Wattys2017

A Day With O'Brosey

I let out a tired sigh and dry myself off. We've been filming the second half of the season for an eternity, and we've finally been dismissed until tomorrow afternoon.

I dry off enough to get into pajamas without a hassle, loosely wrap the towel around me, and then walk out to the rest of my trailer. I'm surprised to see Tyler eating my Tomato and Basil wheat thins, but I'm too tired to really care. "Hey," I yawn, "What's up?"

He blushes as his eyes scan me, "Hey, Y/N..." He shakes his head a bit and then says, "Jeff gave out copies of the script a few minutes after you went to your trailer."

"Oh," I grab the wrap of my towel with my left hand and hold out my right hand for the script. Tyler hands it to me and I flip through the best one hand will let me I eventually settle for putting it down on the counter with my wheat thins; I lean against the counter and start flipping through the script with two hands. I can feel my towel loosen and fall a bit, but I'm too distracted by the script and my exhaustion to care enough to do anything about it - it's still on, so who cares?

I don't know if it's been seconds or hours, but Tyler walks up behind me and reads the script along with me. He's a full head taller than me, so when he peers over to look at the script his collar presses lightly against my head. The rest of his body follows, so I relax my back against his chest. He grips the edges of the counter on my left and on my right and gently presses a growing bulge into the small of my back and the beginning of my ass. I let out a soft groan at the feeling, so he slowly grinds into me, up and down, in and out. I close my tired eyes with bliss and can feel a smile stretch my lips as I roll my head back. Tyler bends down a little bit so that I can rest my head on his left shoulder. He grinds his boner against me with more pressure than before, causing me to shiver, but snap out of it when I hear a knock on the door.

I turn my head to the door, but Tyler stops me by pressing his lips into the crook of my neck. He mumbles against my flesh, "It's just Dylan."

I laugh and roll my eyes playfully, "How do you know?"

"Who else knocks around here?"

We both laugh and the knocking happens again.

Tyler starts to nip at my neck, so my "Come in" comes out as a dreamy moan.

The door to my trailer slowly opens a bit; Dylan sticks his head in and swallows the excess spit in his mouth before furrowing his brow and asking, "Is this a bad time?"

"No," Tyler purrs into my neck.

I sigh from the pleasure and mumble out, "Just lock the door behind you."

"Uhm, uh, okay." Dylan laughs and jumps into the trailer. He fumbles with the locks on the door and then just stares at us.

Tyler moves his hands from the counter to my hips; he squeezes my hips and feels out my dips as the gentle tugs on the nape of my neck become rough and needy. My damp towel loosens from all the movements and eventually unties itself a bit to reveal my breasts. Dylan slowly walks up to us; when he's within a foot of us, Tyler digs his fingers into the towel, desperately trying to feel my skin, and turns us ninety degrees to face Dylan.

Dylan wastes no time in kissing me hard and quickly on the lips while Tyler nips and sucks on an earlobe. I groan against Dylan's lips; his lips form a grin against my lips, but then he retracts and plants kisses on my lower lip, my chin and all down my neck. He cradles my breasts and kisses between them, licking up the water droplets off of my body. He kisses every bit of my breasts as he runs his thumbs over my hardening nipples, making me shiver deep in my core.

Tyler notices that my legs are getting shaky, so he steps back a bit and lets the rest of my towel fall, completely exposing my body. Tyler inhales deeply before murmuring behind my right ear, "Even tired, you look good."