Teen Wolf Imagines.

teach me / malia tate*

IM BACK Y'ALL!!
* MEANS SMUT

You were in the midst of the laziest afternoon of your life. The sun shone warmly through the open bedroom windows, and the sound of birds twittering was rather calming.
You were curled up on your bed, your girlfriend beside you with her arms wrapped securely around your waist. She was nuzzling your neck, breathing in calmly. You'd started out the day watching movies, but the end credits of the most recent movie you'd been watching had already finished rolling, and neither of you made any moves to turn off the television or change the movie.
You were both too wrapped up in one another, a feeling of serenity and contentment settling between you. Neither of you had spoken for a long while. The silence was rather comfortable and didn't need to be broken.
But Malia was the one to finally speak up. "Can I ask you a question?" You weren't surprised at this statement. She'd been acting as if she needed to ask you something all day, but you hadn't pushed her. You'd just waited for her to bring it up on her own time.
"Of course," you assured her.
She moved to let go of you, propping herself up on her elbow. You turned to face her, awaiting her question. "Have you ever had sex before?'
That wasn't a question you'd been expecting, but you smiled at her. "Yeah. Why?"
Malia looked down, picking at the fabric of the comforter on your bed before lifting her eyes to you again. "Well, what's it like?"
"It's great. Like, really great. Especially if your partner knows exactly what they're doing. Why the sudden interest?"
"I've been thinking about this a lot. Like, a lot a lot, and I think that I'm finally ready to have sex."
You paused for a moment, shifting to sit cross legged on the bed. "Are you sure?"
Malia mimicked your position, nodding her head once she was settled. "I'm sure. I can't think of a better person to have my first time with than you. I just...I'd really like to know how to do things, you know? I want you to teach me."
You slid closer to her. "I'd be happy to teach you baby."
Malia nodded before hurriedly grabbing you, pulling you to her. You let out a laugh, leaning back. "Whoa, whoa, let's start out slow first, alright? We can move faster as we go."
She relaxed her hold on you, nodding silently. "Yeah, okay."
"Just take a deep breath and relax. I'll show you how to do everything."
You placed your hand on the back of her neck, pulling her in for a kiss. The kiss was gentle and almost shy, but you knew that this was nothing compared to other kisses you'd shared. Malia, by nature, was very dominant and her kisses were always deep and much more intense. You'd had many a make out session together, though that was as far as things had ever gone. Malia had never been ready to lose her virginity, and you'd always respected that.
But now it was here, you were kissing each other and so close to being bare before one another, and you couldn't help the excitement that rippled through you. This all just felt so right.
Finally, Malia was the one to deepen the kiss. She lifted her hands to your hair, slender fingers tugging at the strands as your mouths clashed against each other. Ever so slowly, to changed positions, gently pushing her onto the mattress, lips still connected as you straddled her.
You parted for a moment in order to catch your breath, and you glanced down to find Malia grinning widely up at you. "What?"
"We're really doing this, aren't we?" She mused, eagerness in her voice.
"Yeah we are," you replied, returning her grin, "but just know, we can stop at any time if you need to. Okay?'
She shook her head, pulling you down against her again. "I won't need to stop." Then she was kissing you again, wasting no time in sliding her tongue over your bottom lip. You parted your lips, inviting her in.
She tasted of the chocolate the two of you had shared earlier, and it added to the pleasure of the act. Malia's hands slid down your back, fingers pressing into the skin where your shirt rode up from.
The contact relaxed you, and you moaned softly into the kiss. Your reaction satisfied Malia, and her hands moved further up your back. She relished in the feeling of your warm skin under her touch.
You carried on with your intense make out session, focusing on feeling everything. The feeling of her tongue against yours, the feeling of her limber legs wrapped around your torso. It was invigorating, but it wasn't enough. You wanted more, and so did she.
She pressed her hands to your chest, breaking the kiss yet again. "I want to take my clothes off," she said.
You gave her a nodded, promptly climbing off her. You wasted no time in yanking your top from your body, followed by your shorts. Much to your delight, Malia pulled her own over sized shirt off, revealing the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra.
In moments, you were pressed together again, lips meeting in a frenzy of desperation and the need to be constantly feeling each other. You tangled your fingers in her short hair, much like she'd done to you earlier.
It didn't take long for you to remove your lips from hers again, sliding them down her jaw, kissing and licking along the soft skin. Malia closed her eyes, goosebumps crawling along her flesh as you worked.
When you reached her collarbone, she brought her hands to your back again, fingers unclasping your bra with ease. You hastily removed the fabric from your body, tossing it to the floor. Malia made eye contact with you before she shyly brought her mouth to your chest, leaving gentle kisses along the top swell of your left breast.
She became more comfortable with what she was doing, and even went so far as to bite your skin, pulling a gasp from you. She took this as her cue to go further, acting boldly as she wrapped her lips around your nipple, tugging it between her teeth. A shudder ran through you, and you nudged away from her, wanting to remove your remaining underwear.
Malia followed suit, and soon you were completely bare to one another. You took to exploring each other's bodies, testing the waters. Malia let you work your way down her body. You trailed kisses over her warm skin, stopping to slide your tongue down her tummy. She shivered, curious brown eyes watching you intently.
You nudged her legs further apart before situating yourself between them. "You just lie back and let me do all the work, alright?"
Malia only nodded, unable to muster a reply. Anticipation was bubbling within her, and she found herself jittery with excitement. You ran your fingers over her thigh soothingly, taking your time in leaving sweet kisses on the inner part of her thigh.
You moved on to her other thigh, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin. When Malia whimpered lowly, you couldn't stifle your smile, happy that you were able to pull such sounds from her.
"Pay attention, I'm going to show you how to eat someone out," you told her before placing your hands against her hips, holding her still before you opened your mouth, offering an experimental kitten lick along her center before going in full force.
Wanting to make her feel as much pleasure as possible, you swirled your tongue around her clit, and Malia's hands went to the bed, fingers curling around the blanket. She'd never felt such a sensation before, but she couldn't see that she wasn't enjoying it, because oh god, she was.
"Why didn't we do this sooner?" She gasped, but caught herself, realizing that if you replied, you'd have to stop your administrations, and she didn't want that. "On second thought, don't answer that."
You smiled against her before changing your pace, delving your tongue into her, nose pressing against her clit this time. Before long, she was shuddering beneath you, moans leaving her lips unabashedly. The sight of her in such a state all because of you was enough to cause arousal to pool between your legs.
You took one of your hands from her hip, slipping it beneath you and bringing it to your heat, fingers locating your clit. You let out a high pitched moan, though it was muffled due to your mouth being preoccupied.
Everything grew much more intense, both of you high on the pleasure. Malia's hands found their way to your hair, her fingers holding on for dear life. It was almost too much for her, and she loved it. She felt as if her body was climbing an endless peak, coming closer and closer to falling. It sent a chill down her spine, and she gritted her teeth, groaning.
You took your other hand from her hip, bringing it down to join your mouth. You dipped your middle finger into her, going slow at first as you began curling your finger within her. When she let out a yelp, you knew that you'd found just the right spot.
With your tongue attending to her nub of nerves and your finger stimulating her slick core, you were sure that she'd come unraveled in no time. Her chest was already heaving, a shimmer of sweat settling against her suntanned skin.
You then ducked another finger into her, making sure she was aright with it, but she made no protests. Her head was back against the pillows, eyes closed and mouth parted.
You worked on her, sucking and licking, fingers curling relentlessly. She was trembling, gasping your name. She needed to reach her release. She felt as if she would absolutely die if she didn't.
"P-please," she whimpered, not exactly sure what she was asking for.
You focused on sucking harshly on her clit, pulling it into your mouth. The sound of her wetness was unmistakable, and you could feel her muscles tightening around your fingers, signaling that she was close.
She began grinding into your face, her fingers pulling almost painfully at your hair, though you didn't mind it. You quickened your movements, wanting nothing more than to bring her to her release, to feel her clench around your fingers.
Above you, Malia could barely handle it all. The intensity was all too much, and she almost thought she couldn't handle it anymore, right before her orgasm washed over her like an ocean wave.
She cried out your name, back arching from the mattress as she trembled and writhed beneath you. When she simply couldn't handle it anymore, she pushed your head away, looking down at you with wide eyes, her hair disheveled and face flush.
"O-oh my god," she breathlessly spoke.
You grinned at her, moving back to rest on your knees, "How was that for your first orgasm?"
She nodded happily. "It was great. Oh wow, it was so great."
You giggled at her, pulling her close to kiss her. She tasted herself on your lips, and she moaned. "I wanna do it to you now," she spoke.
"Really, are you sure?"
She was already advancing to push you down onto the bed, kissing you again before settling down between your legs. "Of course. Just...just tell me if I'm doing anything wrong, okay?"
Then she hesitated for a moment, idly sliding her fingers over your center, testing your reaction before she shyly placed her mouth against you. It took her a moment, but once she located your clit, you were a gonner.
Having already been stimulating yourself before, you were closer to your release than you would normally be. Malia tried to mimic everything you'd done to her. After a while, she dipped a finger into you, curling it deeply.
Much like she'd done to you, you grabbed onto her hair, holding on desperately. A warmth that started in your belly began sweeping through your entire being, sending shockwaves to your fingers and toes.
"M-Malia," you whimpered, needing to reach your orgasm. She worked relentlessly, hoping to bring you just as much pleasure as you'd brought to her. The sound of your moans and gasps were music to her ears, and they only encouraged her to carry on further.
It wasn't long before you were utterly overwhelmed, releasing over her mouth. Malia loved every second of it, and as you came down from your high, she emerged from between your legs with a mouth that was glistening with your arousal, and a wide grin.
"Did I do alright?" She asked, genuinely curious.
"Yes baby, you did."
This made her even happier, and she stole a quick kiss from you. "I love you so much, thank you."
"I love you even more."
"Not possible."
You tugged her towards you, and yet again, your lips joined in a kiss. The kiss turned into another make out session, and soon you found yourselves touching each other again, bodies nearing yet another release.
The rest of the afternoon carried on this way, and you lost count of how many times you'd orgasmed. By nightfall, you both lay in a tangled mess of naked limbs, exhausted and overstimulated, but feeling happier than you'd felt in a long time.
You hadn't realized how much you'd needed this. And it made you think about just how much Malia meant to you, and how happy you were to finally share such an intimate act with her. This was the first time you'd ever done such a thing together, but it certainly wouldn't be the last.
With that thought in mind, you drifted off to sleep with a serene smile on your face, head resting on Malia's chest as she held you to her, not wanting to ever let go. Now, it was all clear as day to her. You were hers, and she was yours.
You belonged to each other. Yeah, she liked the sound of that.