Teen Wolf Imagines #Wattys2017

Crushed

You sat with Malia and Kira, watching the boys practise. You found yourself shamelessly gawking at Liam's body as he stood before the goal gripping his lacrosse stick. You noticed the way his biceps flexed and barely bit back a moan. Barely, being the operative word because Malia turned around to look at you.
"What?" you asked innocently.
"I can smell the arousal on you,"
"I know, I can smell it too and I'm supposed to be picking everyone else's chemosignals."
"What is it?" Kira asked.
"Nothing, I just haven't sex in a very long time."
"And what exactly is making you want to have sex?" Malia asked.
"Just thinking of Isaac,"
"So you were thinking of Isaac when Liam was about to score?" Kira asked.
"I didn't even notice Liam."
"Yea, remember how you taught me how to listen to someone's heartbeat to tell if they're lying?"
"Fine, it's just- doesn't Liam look extremely buff today?"
"I think he always looks that way but you can't see because he's always wearing those long-sleeved shirts." Malia argued.
"I say we burn those shirts."
"Okay Y/N, are you into Liam?"
"Of course not Kira."
"Well he's into you," Malia answered nonchalantly.
"Really," you exclaimed before realising what you had done. "I mean really that's so cute."
"Yea sure, cradle robber."
"Malia!" Kira scoffed with a giggle.
"For starters, if I was into Liam, I'm just two years older than him. That hardly counts as cradle robbing."
"Yea well, you better not corrupt our young Liam."
"Corrupt him how Malia?"
"We all know what you're like you deviant,"
"Oh my God, I cannot believe you just called me a deviant."
"I can," Kira responded.
"Bite me, both of you. But does he really have a crush on me?"
"Oh yea, insane crush," Malia said.
"Puh-leeese," you exaggerated.
"He's coming this way. Watch,"
Sure enough, Liam was headed in your direction with a gigantic smile on his face.
"Y/N, you're here," he smiled.
"Yea, I told you I'd come watch you practice."
"I didn't think you would."
"Why not?" you asked almost gasping.
"Because you know, you're a Senior so you probably won't have time for my-"
"Stop while you're ahead Liam. I'll always have time for you. Don't be afraid to call me if you need anything."
"Anything?"
"Anything," you smirked.
"Glad to hear," he smirked before walking off.
"See," Malia urged when he was out of earshot.
"So he's a flirt. I don't mean to toot my own horn or anything but I'm hot."
"And the same height as him when you wear those heels," Kira pointed out.
You scoffed and rolled your eyes, your legs were unusually long for your height and the heels simply accentuated them. You explained that to Kira who in turn made a jab at the shorts you were wearing, angering Malia, whose wardrobe consisted of similar pieces.
For the rest of practice, Liam had been extremely good. Like insanely good and every time he'd score a goal he'd send a smirk your way. Almost as if he knew how much you wanted him. Realising that your attraction was mutual, you waited outside the locker room for everyone else to clear out. You knew Liam would be the last one out because he spent a good amount of time telling Mason how much he'd liked your outfit today.
After the last player had walked out you walked in, making sure that your heels clanked loud enough for Liam to notice. You also took extra care to try to follow his scent in order to find him. You could tell he'd just taken a shower both by the running water you heard from outside and the inviting scent of Axe body wash.
"Y/N," he began. "What're you doing here? This is the boys' locker room."
"So wait, you mean this isn't afternoon detention with Mrs. Del Fuerte?" you smirked. "Oh well, honest mistake," you said drinking in the sight of his bare chest as he stood before you in just a pair of dark jeans.
"Mistake, really?" Liam smirked.
"Yep, honest mistake," you said licking your lips.
"I figure because there's no Mrs. Del Fuerte at this school."
"There isn't? Yea, you're right," you said pushing him onto the bench and straddling his lap.
"What're you doing Y/N?"
"Do you want me?" you whispered in his ear before biting down on his earlobe.
"Shit," he cursed as you felt him shudder.
"Of course I want you."
"How badly?" you asked before proceeding to bite, kiss and suck his neck.
"More than I've ever wanted anything else."
"Why do you want me?" you asked sucking on his collarbone.
"You're perfect. I mean, you're smart and beautiful and kind. Plus, I always thought you were unattainable because you're a senior. That last factor made me want you even more."
"I see. Well to be honest Liam, I want you just as badly as you want me. Possibly more."
"Impossible," he said. "I dream about you every night,"
"That's sweet, but I think of you when I'm in the shower," you said looking straight at him while idly tracing the outline of his abs.
"Oh," he blushed.
"I made you blush, that's cute!" you giggled before placing a kiss on his lips.
You could tell he wasn't experienced with kissing girls so you had control of the kiss. You took his hands from your waist and put them on your ass, causing him to grope it slightly. The more you kissed, the more confident he became and you took that moment to slip your tongue into his mouth.
He began to fight you for control of the kiss and you gladly relinquished it as you felt your back hit the lockers. He'd hoisted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist, reminding you of why you'd been attracted to him in the first place. He broke away and began kissing your neck causing you to moan and claw at his back. This seemed to egg him on because he ripped your shirt in half and began littering your collarbone with kisses before coming to a stop at your breasts.
You stared at him expectantly and he smirked at you before ripping your shirt open. This action resulted in a gasp and squeal escaping your lips.
"Liam!" you gasped again as he smirked.
"What?"
"I like this shirt!" you said dropping to your feet.
"I like this bra," he said tracing the lace trims.
"I can fix it," you said resuming your position on the bench.
Liam broke away from your kisses and began sucking on your neck causing you to moan. He went further and began sucking on your cleavage as you grinded against him. He tugged on your hair causing you to arch your back and gasp in pleasure.
He kept up his kisses until you both heard screams of disgust. When you turned around, it was Scott and Stiles, who both had confused expressions on their faces.
"Y/N, I didn't know you were robbing cradles now." Scott scoffed.
"Why are you guys here?" Liam groaned.
"For your own well-being, Y/N is dangerous."
"Dangerous how Stiles?"
"You know how so get off of him you sick pervert."
"Melodramatic aren't we," you scoffed getting up.
"We're saving the two of you from yourselves. This is just- awkward."
"How?" You and Liam asked Scott in unison.
"You two dating would be like watching a lion ripping apart a cinnamon roll." Stiles explained.
"Y/N, Lydia's gonna take you home. Liam, you're going with Stiles."
"These idiots, lion's are carnivores they don't even eat cinnamon rolls," you grumbled as you walked out, tying your cardigan to cover your bra.
As you approached Lydia's car, you could hear the congratulatory sounds of Scott and Stiles as they asked Liam for the details of your encounter.