Teen Wolf ~ Imagines

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Imagine #7; Stiles

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I giggled, trying not to burst out laughing. Stiles unlocked the door, fiddling with the keys and dropping them. We had just gotten back from a pretty boring party Scott wanted to go to, but left after he told us he was fine. "After you" Stiles said with a smug smirk. I winked at him, walking past him into his house. His dad was supposed to be working the night shift. I heard the door close behind me, and before I could turn around I was pushed up against the wall. Stiles was less than an inch away from my face, staring at me. My hands were on his chest, his on my hips. He instantly pressed his lips to mine, but instead of his usual gentleness, it was slightly rough. I kissed back hard, pushing against him. He kissed me hungrily, trailing his tongue along my bottom lip. My hand tangled in his messy hair, deepening the kiss. Our mouths moved in sync. My hands started playing with the hem if his jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. We both made our way up stairs into his bedroom. Stiles and I have been together for almost 2 years, so his room was nothing new to me. We kissed longer. I kicked my heels off, moving closer to Stiles. He spun me around, laying my back gently on the bed, his kisses trailed down my jaw and my neck. I knew there was going to be marks in the morning but I didn't care. He kissed down my neck, stopping at the neckline of my dress and smirking at me. I pulled his face up to mine, kissing him hungrily. I pushed him over, now straddling him. I kissed his jawline, unbuttoning his flannel shirt. He groaned silently, gripping my hips. He pulled off his flannel the rest of the way, letting my fingers run over his slightly defined abs. He was perfect, in every way. I wouldn't want to do anything like this with anyone else. I stood up off the bed, finding the zipper on my dress. I held Stiles' stare, unzipping the dress, letting it pool by my ankles. He stood up, pulling my close to him again and placing a long, sweet kiss on my lips. "Your beautiful y/n, perfect" he said while trailing over my body. "I love you Stiles.." I said. "I love you too y/n" he kissed me again, laying me down on my back again. This time he pulled his jeans off, hovering over me and kissing me again. "Are you sure about this y/n?" Stiles asked. "Stiles, your my first love, and my only love. I've never been so sure in my life" he smiled at me, his eyes twinkling slightly. "I love you y/n" "I love you too Stiles.."
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Warmth spread across my body, light seeping through my closed eyes. I fluttered them open, meeting a bright sun. I sighed contently, the memories from last night flooding my mind. An intense blush made it's way to my cheeks. Stiles' arm was draped around my waist, pulling me close against his body. I carefully rolled over, snuggling into his chest. His arm tightened it's grip on me, almost suffocating me. I gently kissed his chest, making my way up to his neck, cheek, and finally his lips. Of course, he only hummed in content and went back to snoring. I slowly wiggled my way out of his grasp, only to have his hand catch mine. "Where are you going..." He grumbled. "Going to make breakfast" he smiled, and went back to snoring. That's my boy. I stood up, only to fall back down on the bed again. I giggled and blushed, yeah I was defiantly sore. Realizing I wasn't wearing anything, I pulled on my underwear that were on the floor, bra and the flannel Stiles wore last night. I padded my way downstairs, checking the time. 9am, Sheriff didn't get home until noon. I grabbed the pans, pancake mix, milk, eggs, cinnamon, and bacon. I started mixing the pancakes, pouring the batter into the hot pan. I put the bacon on, letting it cook for a few minutes before pulling it out. I had flipped my fourth pancake when I heard footsteps pad down the stairs. 2 strong arms wrapped around my waist, "morning" Stiles said. I took off the pancake and poured the next. "Morning sleepy head" I said, turning around. "You look beautiful" he brushed a thumb over my cheek, pecking my nose. "Well you look very handsome" he chuckled. He was only wearing sweatpants that hung loosely around his hips. I leaned up, pecking his lips before turning around and flipping the pancake. "Don't think your getting off that easy!" Stiles yelled. Before I knew it I was picked up, spun around, and placed on the counter. Before I could interrupt Stiles covered my mouth with his. I kissed back instantly, melting at his touch. We kissed for a few minutes, my legs around his torso and his hand wrapped around my waist. I tangled my fingers in his hair. I suddenly smelt something burning.."Stiles! The pancake!!!!" I yelled while laughing. He reached over and flipped off the burner. "It can wait.." He mumbled before pressing his lips to mine.

~welp this is the first time I've written anything close to smut😱 honestly tell me how you guys feel cause idkkkkkkkkkkk. Xo~