Teen Wolf Imagines

You Turn Him On At The Worst Time

Scott: dinner with the parents
"Hey, my parents want us over for dinner tonight, want to go?" You ask Scott after getting off the phone with your mom.
"Fine with me. Is it casual or more dressed up?" He walks out of the kitchen to become face to face with you.
"Well, I always love seeing you in some slacks and a Polo," you wrap your arms around his waist, looking up at him.
"I guess I know what to wear then. Make sure you put on that pretty red dress."

He smiles and pecks your lips.
You nod and you both get dressed and head to your parents house.
Once you get there, you were all sitting at the dinner table, making light conversation.
"Scott." You whisper so low that only he can hear you, putting a hand on his thigh, inching closer to his manhood. He glances at you, meaning he's listening to you. "I shouldn't have told you to wear that. It's making me want you so bad. I'm becoming just a pool sitting here. Maybe we can come up with an excuse and get out of here. Then I could do that thing like you."
He clears his throat and answers the question your mom just asked him.
"Yeah, everything's fine with my mom. She's still working at the hospital." He answers, trying to tune you out.
"Scott, come help me with the dishes," Your dad said, getting up. He nods and rushes off.
You took your plate and your mom's to the kitchen and placed it in the sink. Before you left, Scott grabs your wrist and pulls you close to him. "Thanks for the boner that I had to explain to your dad," he whispers.
You smile and kiss him. "No problem, Scotty."

Stiles: graduation
Who does love graduation time? The moment you will remember forever, and hopefully with the people you'll always have with you.
You and Stiles had already planned to move in together after high school graduation because you two had been dating for three years, and you were going to the same college, both on a full ride. You both were seated right beside each other because it's a small class, so they didn't care where you sat.
As the principal and teachers say their speech, you lean your head on Stiles' shoulder.
"Sleepy?" He asks.
"Nope, just thinking."
"About?"
"What are we going to do tonight?" You ask, glancing up at him.
"I was thinking we could go to the rave. What do you want to do?"
"Tonight's the last night we can have sex in your bed before we have a new bed," you whisper.
The whole class began to stand up as they started calling names.
"Then maybe we could go for round two and three and four." At this point you were just rambling, but you knew what you were doing. He had a boner. It was visible through the robe. He swiftly went up the stage and got down before too many people could notice.