Fallen For Him -Sciles Ship.

Void Sex Part Three

"Mmhm,"
Scott encouraged, sliding his calloused hands down Stiles' back, before gripping his ass firmly and pulling him forward so he went in deeper.
His eyes were glazed with love and lust; a bit of pain and a bit of pleasure.

The teen nodded vigorously before moving his hips in sync with the kiss he embraced his lover in, slowly thrusting. Knowing Stiles, this was the fastest he was gonna go. He didn't wanna hurt the Alpha. He was cautious with the thrusting.

Kissing Stiles, Scott let out little grunts every time he was thruster into.
"God, I feel so full." He gasped, managing to slide the tip of his finger into Stiles' ass, fingering him so they both received pleasure.

The teen wanted to go forward and backward, letting out a tiny pleasured mewl. Now, he decided to be dominant. Picking up his pace with the thrust, adding a little more roughness.

Scott panted a bit, letting out a cry of pleasure as Stiles sped up.
He sunk his teeth into the pale boys shoulder so he didn't get any louder.
"Oh god, oh god." He mumbled. He had a love and a hate relationship with bottom. It was embarrassing but felt so good.

The teen let out a small groan. The bite was pleasurable and painful. Just to make the Alpha feel better for being topped by a twink, he whispered. "I'll let Void out again so you can top him. I won't feel the pain, only the pleasure." He stated after, so the Alpha wouldn't feel bad for hurting him. Now the teen wasn't nervous, not taking ahold of what he was doing, he started to thrust rather hard.

Scott howled, quite literally, in pleasure.
"Faster," he couldn't help but beg.
They did need to switch fast, though, because he was close to finishing off.
"Oooh, God. . . Stiles." He couldn't believe he was so shamelessly begging for Stiles to fuck him.

The teen closed his eyes, doing as what the Alpha had asked. Picking up his pace a bit faster. He wasn't going to pound, but he tempted to, but before any of that could happen, he was done. Letting out a cry of pleasure as he came in the depths of his lover.

Scott gasped, holding onto Stiles at the feeling of him, as he came and filled him completely.
He felt himself so close to spurting -- on his own stomach.
One last thrust. .
"One more time," he encouraged Stiles breathlessly.

The teen looked exhausted. Giving one last thrust, his gaze dragging down to Scott's chest. He knew exactly what was gonna happen and he was gonna feel great. He could be dominant and he just proved it.

Scott felt himself spurt the white liquid onto his abs and chest.
"Nngh," he groaned, panting as they finished off. . .
"Stiles," he panted weakly, leaning up to kiss his lips.
"I love you." He heaved.

Stiles pulled himself out of his boyfriend, moving so he was laying on top of Scott. "I love you too, Scotty." He panted, cupping his cheeks with his hands. "I love you so goddamn much. See, now we /both/ need a shower." He whispered.