Derek
I walked into Stiles' room, slamming the door closed. I walked over to his bed and threw Stiles off my hips and onto the bed. Everyone had went off to go get some ice cream, so we were alone. Finally. I climbed on top of Stiles' hips, smashing our lips together. I bit his bottom lip, asking for entrance. Even though I was gonna get it one way or another. His mouth opened, and our tongues battled for dominance. After a few try's Stiles gave up and let me have it. My tongue roamed around his mouth. It felt the same, and it made me miss him even more. I pulled away and started to attack Stiles' neck. "Don't leave hickeys you ass," moaned Stiles. I chuckled and pulled away.
"To late," I whispered.
"Derek!" He screamed, lightly hitting my arm. I smiled and pecked his lips.
"Forgive me?" I asked, jutting out my bottom lip. He sighed, so I just started to glow my eyes. He was putty in my hands after that.
"Aw, babe, 'course I forgive you!" I smiled and nuzzled my head into his hockey covered neck. Quickly, he started his revenge. His hands slid up my shirt, and when they got to my shoulder blades...he slowly dragged his nails down my back. I moaned loudly at the feeling, wanting more of Stiles' rough side. I sat up and grabbed his shirt, tearing it off before doing the same to mine. I then fell off of his lap and next to him onto the bed. But just as he was about to protest I grabbed his hips and pulled him on top of me. "I think I like this better," he whispered. I smiled and grabbed his ass. He leant down and connected our lips again. Five minutes into our heated, and oh so sexy make out session, Stiles pulled away quickly.
"What?" I pouted. He bit his lip, running a hand through his hair.
"I don't have a condom," he admitted.
"We don't need one," I lied. He just smiled and connected our lips together.
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Authors Note; My smut sucks so...yeah
