Book 1 2015-2016

Number 15 - Stiles Stilinski

Stiles finally did it. He finally let you use Roscoe. You needed to go shopping and go shopping for some food and an outfit for a party you and Stiles were throwing for the Sherrif and Melissa.

You were currently running late. Shopping for some shoes took longer than expected and you ended up buying three pairs.

There was so much to do. You needed to tidy the living room, put up decorations, and set up the food table.

You thought it would a good idea to speed up and get home faster. You were nearly home when you got to a red light and had to break quickly. You heard a thud and you froze. You were too close and when the car in front wanted to drive forward her car rolled back and hit Roscoe. You decided not to check until you got back to Stiles' house. When you did Roscoe was not in good form. He had the deepest dent.

Taking a deep breath, you took your bags inside. The plan of action was to ambush Stiles while you were getting dressed. Once you had finished setting up for the party your plan went into action. You had on a lacy black and red bra with matching knickers (panties for any non-British readers).

"Stiles can you help me a second?"

"I'm coming- whoa!"

"I need you to zip me up," you said picking up your dress, making sure Stiles got a great view of your bum.

"Um yeah sure" he mumbled.

Stiles moved closer and zipped up your dress. Once your dress was zipped up you bent over yet again, feeling awkward since you never felt the need to show your body like this to Stiles, giving him a view of your cleavage you put on some heels.

"Y/N is something wrong?"

"No why?"

"You're acting weird. You don't usually act like this. You don't wear matching underwear. You were SpongeBob boxer underwear. If you wanna have sex, we can have it tonight once everyone's gone"

You sighed.

"Stiles, you may want to sit down. We need to talk"

"Are you breaking up with me?"

"No, no. Of course not. It's something worse"

You paused.

"IdentedRoscoeI'mSorryIdidntmeanforittohappen.Iwasjustreallylategettinghomeandispedup-"

"What? Babe, speak slower"

"I dented Roscoe"

Stiles' face contorted.

"Stiles, I'm so sorry. I'll help you pay to fix him"

Stiles started to lift up your dress.

"Whoa Stiles, I thought we were waiting till tonight"

"Did you get hurt? Anywhere? I'll make my dad arrest the fucker who crashed into you"

You took stiles face into your hands.

"I'm fine. So you're not mad?"

"Of course not. I don't care he's dented, just as long as you're OK"

You bought his face and kissed him.

"I love you so much, Batman"

"I love you too, Catwoman"