Fallen For Him -Sciles Ship.

The Sexy Time

Holy hell, this was such a turn on for Scott. Stiles being all donimant. Being slammed into the lockers by a paler teen. You think he was gonna let his best friend be the donimant one? Fuck no. Switching this all around, so he was pressing Stiles against the wall. "Mm, not happening." Slamming his lips back onto Stiles' lips, he slid his hands under the teen's shirt. He tugged it off to latch his lips to his shoulder. "Blowie? Or handie?" He cooed as he started to suck on the succulent, sensitive skin.

Stiles was already moaning softly, his hands gripping onto Scott's hair, moaning, groaning, and whimpering through this whole thing. "Blowie sounds peachy right now." He already knew what to do. His hands flew to his jeans and fiddled with the belt and buttons. Finally, getting rid of it, he yanked his jeans and boxers down, his hardened member flinging up. Damn, he was hard. Like. . . Harder than a rock. His member throbbing, he whined. Of course, he was blushing. He was turned on, of course.

Scott couldn't help but smirk at all of the teen's noises. His small kisses leading down to the teen's happy trail, then gently nibbling and suckling till he got to the member. Seeing how hard he was turned him on. Placing a hand onto his shaft and one to cup the teen's balls. Gently massaging them, he started to lick the hardened member. Then it went on from there.

| | : Hey guys, I'm not all that good at writing smut so I decided I will if you guys want me to. I made this chapter extra long for you guys for the short one.