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Imagine #15: Stiles

(Y/F/S/S= your favorite slow song)

WARNING: There is some intense make out scenes in this imagine. Viewer description is advised. (Hehe I feel powerful when I say that :) )

You and your boyfriend, Stiles, were at your house just hanging out together. Suddenly, you remembered about something.

"Oh Stiles!" You exclaim as you get up from your comfortable spot on the bed.

" What's wrong Y/N?" He says as he follows your actions. You run over to your phone that was sitting on your desk.

"Nothng I just wanted to show you a song that I thought was really good." You reply making Stiles roll his eyes, playfully.

" Ok then, what's it called?" He asks you. You turn around to face him and reply, " Y/F/S/S." He nods his head in response as you turn back around, facing the wall.

As the music begins, you close your eyes and begin to sway to the music's rhythm. Little did you know, it was turning on Stiles.

He slowly makes his way to you and wraps his arms around your waist from behind. He moves your hair from your neck and begins to kiss you right there.

Now you and Stiles never took your relationship too far. Just the occasional kisses and hugs. So this for you, was a whole other level that you didn't know what to do.

But you gotta say, you liked this level of your relationship. You bite your lip as his lips trail down to your shoulders.

Finally, you couldn't take it anymore. You turn around to face him and crash your lips against his. He runs his hands up your thighs as if he wanted you to jump.

You obey his command and jump, wrapping your legs around his waist. He manages to hold you up by settling his hands on the back of your thighs.

His lips make there way back to yours as he sets you down on your desk. His hands roam your body freely, making you a moaning mess.

" So what do you wanna do?" He asks you, still kissing your neck. You moan once more before responding, " We um..we could watch a movie?"

He chuckles. " I think we've already seen your whole collection of them." You also chuckle and moan as Stiles kisses your sweet spot.

"We could go out?" He suggests.

" Nah. We'll probably just come back here." He nods his head and trails his kisses lower down your neck.

" There's some spaghetti in the fridge?" You tell him.

" Are you hungry?" He asks you, still kissing your neck. You let out a breathy laugh and reply. " No."

"Ya me neither."

"What do you want to do?" He doesn't respond. Instead, he crashes his lips against yours, cutting your voice off.

You continue to do this for a few more minutes until he breaks the kiss and lets his lips go down to your neck. Again.

"So..what are you thinking? " He detaches his lips from your neck and stares into your eyes.

You soon feel something hard against your legs, making your eyes go big. You gave Stiles a boner.

You freak out and jump off the desk. He turns around to face you. " Did I do something wrong?" He asks you.

" Uh no. No, no, no. I just don't know if I want this right now..."

He nods his head understanding what you meant. " Of course. "

You begin to pace back and forth as you begin talking. "Ya we don't want to be those cliché couples that don't know how to control themselves am I right?"

"Ya totally."

"I mean come on people, you can control yourselves!" You say now stopping yourself from any further dialog coming out of your mouth.

You turn to stare at Stiles just to find that he was doing the same.

You both were breathing heavily, your shoulders going up and down. " Fuck it." Stiles says as he starts making his ways to you.

You do the same and jump on him again. He lays you down roughly on your bed and you both continue your make-out session.

He begins to take off his shirt and in one swift move, it's off his body and on the floor.

He turns you both around so that you were on top and he was on the bottom. He quickly turns around again and you both get comfortable.

He grabs the helm of your shirt and tugs it off you, revealing your dark purple laced bra. "You sure about this Y/N?" He asks you as he slowly unzips your shorts.

You nod. "I'm sure Stiles. " He nods and places his lips against yours.

Lets just say it was the best night of your life.

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Sorry if it sucked!