It's Complicated - stydia

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"H-Harder."
I moaned as my back arched up into his body. This was it, this was finally it. I was getting the pleasure, and pain all at once from him. "Mmmmm yes Jordan," I moaned panting as I let my fingers dig into his back, causing him to groan.

"Oh god I'm gonna-" I cut off his words with me pressing my lips to his, and biting his lip harshly. Me moaned loudly, causing me to finally hit what I've been so desperately waiting for, and Jesus was it amazing.

"Ouch Lydia!" He yelped as I noticed the taste of blood in my mouth, which was trickling down from his lips.

The pain shot from his neck, through my hand, and into my body causing me to moan.

He smirked, and went down to bite my neck.

"You're a real sadist, aren't you miss Martin?" I giggled like an innocent angel.

"You have no idea." He smiled and kissed my forehead before sitting up, and slipping back into his boxers. "Jordan?" I asked standing up still naked.

He bit his lip, and eyed me up and back down, taking in every curve to my short body.

"Baby..." He whispered, pulling me against him yet again.

"I need you to not tell anyone about this little thing we have going on." I said playing with the waistband of his boxers.

"I wouldn't dream of it." He smiled, trailing his finger up my back.

"Alright I need to go. Gotta go home and sleep." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me goodbye, but I stepped away. "Save it for tomorrow."

His disappointment was very evident, but I needed to go.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I grabbed it out before the notification disappeared.

Stiles: We need to fucking talk, right now. My house, now.

I smiled.

Me: Yes Daddy.

I slipped my phone in my pocket, and turned around to kiss Jordan one last time, absorbing the rest of the intake that I could radiating from his body.

I let my feet drag as I walked to my car, not caring that it was four in the morning, and I had to rush to Stiles house to discuss something.

It was all very complicated, the switch was. The deep voice in my head explained it one night, as I laid awake, pinching myself to receive some type of pain.

It was Stiles who was in the bathroom, but the nogitsune became so strong when he resurrected, that Stiles has no recollection of being possessed in the first place. Like a hard drive wiped clean.

Which probably led him into the nightmares. The nightmares that I strive to see in his mind.

It took one and a half knocks for him to open his front door. He noticed right away that I was acting different. Stiles always has a... Look, on his face when he sees me. And this look that he was giving me, was the one he gave me after I left the bathroom.

I think he pieced it together when he saw me gazing at his paper cut on his finger that he got from class earlier that day.

"Chimera." I smiled, and gazed at him, letting that black pupil spread to my whole eye socket.

"One of the bests." I blinked the black away, as he sat speechless.

"Lydia please don't hurt anyone." I pursed my lips.

"You think I'm going to stop, because some wimpy boy told me not to?"

I could feel the Lydia inside telling me to stop.

You love him.

No you don't. Demanded the deep voice.

I itched at my skin to let the voices out of my head.

"What are the voices saying to you?" I looked up to Stiles, who was pacing towards me.

He's coming.

He's still dark.

"You think that you're so tough, don't you?" He flicked a strand of hair out of my face. "That you can go and be with him, and think that I won't know?" He knelt down to me, which made Lydia melt and Dark scream.

"I was evil too Lydia. I felt the pain radiating off of Scott, after intaking multiple injuries to different people. I felt that euphoric feeling coursing through my veins." He took my arm and dug his fingers into it, causing me to yelp in pain, but it was all absorbed.

"What do you think is going to happen, when he becomes too strong Lydia?" I clenched my jaw.

Don't listen to him.

Don't give up.

"He's going to rip you apart. At every seam. Every bone will be broken, every artery will be snapped. You'll be dead Lydia." His fingers dug deeper.

"And what if I'm a success? There isn't another Banshee-Nogitsune chimera Stilinski." I could feel his nails cutting my skin making me laugh and smile, absorbing the pain.

"You couldn't be a success if you wanted to Lydia. You're not strong enough."

That's when it all took over.

I grabbed his wrist, feeling a small bone break, causing him to yell out. I could feel the darkness seeping to the surface as both of my eyes glazed over with blackness.

"You think I'm weak?" I said, letting his wrist go, and walking to the front door. "Oh Stilinski," He gazed at me.

"You don't know the storm that you just woke."

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Very short and really smutty I apologize.