Steter One-Shots

Alone with you

Stiles
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The Alpha pack are back in Beacon Hills.

"Derek, I'm coming I want to help" I told.
"Stiles your staying here where it's safe" Derek ordered me flatly. I looked over at Scott for help. "Sorry Stiles but Derek's right. You need to stay away from this fight." Scott said, standing beside a crossed armed Derek. I sighed with annoyance "And that's why when your here someone has to stay behind to protect you. Any volunteers?" Derek asked

That's when I heard footsteps down the spiral staircase while saying. "I can protect Stiles. I mean I did get some strength back, if Stiles is in harm I can at least get him out of here." Peter told Derek, now standing only feet from me. "...Fine. We'll be back at midnight." Derek said turning around ordering the pack to leave. Before the heavy metal door slam shut, I heard Scott say "Careful" then 'Slam' goes the door. I think he meant around Peter. When I thought about what Peter could do to me, my heart beat fasten.
Peter glances at me from the corner of his eye. I pretended not to notice.

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I sat on the couch, laptop on the table that reads 7:30 pm. Textbook and notebook in hand I jot down notes for my history class. After an hour I placed the books on the table and closed my laptop. I groaned rubbing my face of boredom, elbows on my knees, tapping my foot thinking of what to do, and my head resting in my hands.

"Stiles, I'm trying to read and your more than distracting." Peter spoke. I stopped, looking up to see his book on his lap and his eyes catching mine. "Sorry, just there's nothing to do to pass the time." I said getting up breaking eye contact. Peter watching my every move "What can I do?" I groaned out. I stopped, rubbing the bridge of my nose. I heard Peter get up, my back facing him.
"I may have an idea." Peter says as I turn around.
"Your idea doesn't involve killing me, now does it?" I asked knowing he wouldn't.
"I'll just have you show you" Is all Peter said before he pushed me up against the wall, with me full of surprise. Peter pressing our body's together, so close I can feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispered "Stiles, you have no idea what your doing to me."
He grind his hips against mine, making me moan. I felt Peter smirk as he kiss my neck, I tilted my head giving Peter my bear neck. As he found my soft spot I moaned as he bit it. Grinding up against me I tried to create more friction but Peter's hand was on my hip preventing it. Peter slowly left kisses up my neck across my jaw line then our lips brushed, leaning in to fully close the kiss. We kissed passionately, it got heated pretty fast. Peter ripped our shirts off then swiftly taking my pants off leaving me in my boxers, wrapping my legs around his waist he held me up by the ass. He walked us over to the couch throwing me onto it as he in one quick motion took his pants and his boxers off. Seeing his beautiful body I bit my lip. A smirk plastered across his face while his eyes glowed electric blue full of lust. Now hovering over me he kissed me hard with passion with me giving as much back. Peter tore off my boxers to the floor. Him grinding our hips together with bear skin I moaned into the kiss as my hands traveled along his muscles making my way up to his neck deepening the kiss. Peter quickly pulled back as he shifted. "Peter" I started getting closer.
"I don't. Have. Control" He breathes out still hovering over me.

"Control is overrated. Let go of your wolf, you won't hurt me."