I write about the following:
•Scott
•Stiles
•Derek
•Isaac
•Liam
•Brett
•Parrish
•Jackson
•Theo
•Peter
•Aiden
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR THE SHOW! SOME OF THE PLOTS ARE BASED OFF OF THE SHOW AND SOME I HAVE CREATED!!
Damn, Harlee. (Me ;) ) Back at it again with the picture prefs...........
That was horrible. I'm sorry.
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Scott:
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You and Scott often needed a break from everything and you both leaned on each other to be distracted. You'd be at his place (if his mom was at work). You'd start off just watching movies, but Scott would slowly start to get needy, running his hand over your bare stomach slowly. As you ignored him, still being immersed in the movie, he'd roll you underneath him and make you look up at him. You'd giggle and grab the necklace you got him, pulling his lips closer to yours.
Stiles:
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Stiles would be driving you home from school, knowing you both had important things to take care of. When you went to kiss him goodbye, he's linger his lips on yours for a few extra seconds before whispering, "I love you." You'd say it back and suddenly he'd have you in his lap pulling you into another kiss.
Derek:
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You and Derek were both known for being stubborn, which cause a few fights to spring up between the two of you every once and a while. You'd walk into the bunker, ignoring each other for some unknown and completely random reason. You'd turn to face him, yelling something about what had happened to cause the fight. Suddenly, he'd shove you against the wall, holding you there by your waist. You'd try and fight his grip, not in the mood for his antics. His hands'll move up to our neck, not squeezing, just forcing you to look at him. Slowly, you'd calm down as he pressed his lips to yours.
