The Dream - Sneaking Past Scott - Stiles Smut

The Dream

*Stiles' POV*

Molly takes me into her mouth and starts sucking, making me throw my head back in pleasure. Her tongue swirls and her head bobs. I know she hasn't sucked any guy before,  but she was already an expert. I come close before she takes her mouth off me.

"Babe.."

"Just wait, baby," she whispers. She takes me in her hands and starts pumping. She goes fast - extremely fast.

"You close?" She whispers. I nod, and she sticks her tongue out, putting it near my tip. Just before I cum -

"Stiles, wake up," Molly whispers. I open my eyes to see her. Clothed, unfortunately.

"Hm?" I ask.

"We have a situation," she says. I start fixing the boner the formed during the dream. Discreetly, hopefully. I flip over and kee fixing it.

"That's it," she whispers.

"Oh," I say. I feel my face heat up.

"Want me to fix it?" She whispers. I nod frantically.

"But only if you tell me what the dream was about," She says, kneeling at the foot of my bed.

"You," I whisper. "Who else?"

"So this was just our average sex?"

"N-No,"

"Oh really? What was different?" She asks pulling down my pajama pants.

"It wasn't exactly sex. Just you... You know,"

"What was I doing?" She asks, pulling her top off.

"S-Sucking me off and p-pumping..."

"Hm," she says, tugging on my shirt, wanting it off. I feel myself get harder if it was even possible, "did I have clothes on in this dream?" I shake my head. She smirks. She pulls down her pants, taking her underwear with them, and unclamps her bra, letting it fall to the floor.  She pulls off my boxers, as my legs hang over the bed. My boner slaps against me. She lays her hands on it, the cold feeling sending chills up my spine. She takes one hand off and slowly inserts me in my mouth. Her tongue swirls and her head bobs. I throw my head back and let a moan escape. She keeps her hand on the part she can't take as she moves up and down. I get close. She takes her mouth off.

"Babe..."

"Hang on, baby," she whispers. She starts pumping me. Even faster than the dream. I get extremely close.

"Close?" Molly whispers. I nod. She sticks her tongue out with her mouth open and places it right at my tip. I release into her mouth, and she swallows. She gets back on the bed and faces me.

"Better?" She asks. I nod.

"Good. Cause now I want the same treatment," she whispers. I place a hand down there, to find her soaking wet. I lay her down on the bed,  and position my mouth by her dripping folds. I start licking up them, as she moans and groans. I start sucking on her "special button," as I call it. Her moans echo off my bedroom walls. I move down to her entrance and shove my tongue in, earning a squeal from her. I swirl it around as her walls clench. I take my tongue out, and replace it with two fingers. She moans as I pump them in and out, extremely fast. She squirts within 10 seconds. I lick up every last drop of the salty liquid, before kissing her clit once more and climbing back on the bed with her.

*Molly's POV*

Stiles grinds his body down on top of mine as I pull his mine against mine in a fast, hungry, motion. They move in perfect sync before he pulls way, nibbling and sucking on my skin, sure to leave marks. He goes up to my neck, marking me there many times. I tangle my fingers in his hair, sighing and moaning at the amazing feelings. His hands travel down my body, and kisses down my body right after his hand passed over it. I feel myself getting wetter and wetter by the second. He quickly gets off the bed, and kneels down. He grabs the box of condoms from under the bed and opens it.

"Well, f*ck!" He says, angrily.

"Wh-What is it..?" I say, panting.

"We're out!" he says.

"N-No problem. I-I've been taking birth control,"

"I know, it's just a risk," he says, as I pull myself farther up on the bed.

"It's protection Stiles. It's works for almost everyone," He shrugs.

"I guess your right," He positions himself and leans down to kiss my collarbone as he slowly enters me. I never have gotten used to his length or width. Going in slow, no matter what you would think, made it harder to take. He places small and gentle kisses all over my face. His hands finds mine as he interlaces our fingers. Once he had filled him all the way up, his stops and look up at me.

"It might be too late but your 100% sure you took birth control this morning, right?" He asks. I nod.

"100%," I say.

"Ready?" I nod. He starts slowly going in and out.

"Faster. Harder," I whisper. He obeys and goes faster, slamming into me. I moan as he repeatedly hits my pleasure spot.

"I'm gonna c-c-," I say just Stiles shushes me.

"Me too, sweetheart," he says. Soon enough I release myself all over him and I feel 4 warm shots of liquid hit the back of me. I sigh and let out a small whimper as he pulls himself out. We clean ourselves up and pull on our underwear. Stiles strips the bed as I get new sheets. He puts them on before pulling me onto the bed and cuddling up to me.

"That was the best sweet we've ever had," he says. I laugh and cover his face in kisses.

"Agreed," I whisper, nuzzling up to his chest.

"Can you suck me off more often?" He whispers. I laugh.

"We'll see," I say. He kisses my forehead before rubbing my back with small, circular motions. I slowly drift off to sleep in his arms.