STILES POV
After Scott and Isaac left, Nillin and I started to pace. Everything was going so well... Until the Witch Hunters had to interfere.
"What the hell are we going to do? They're gonna kill you! I can't afford to lose you again." I mumbled the last part.
"Don't think like that. I can ask Athena and the others for help. We just... We just have to come up with a plan." Her face became stressed.
I walked forward, embracing her. Nillin's head nuzzled into my shoulder. I sighed, pulling her closer. I can't let her do anything involving her death again. I just can't.
She pulled back, tears slowly streaming down her face, "Stiles, I love you."
"I love you too. Forever and always." i whispered back.
Nillin looked down, tears falling to the ground. I lightly grabbed her chin, making her look at me. Her eyes glistened with tears. I lightly placed my lips on hers, making heat swarm through my body. She kissed back with equal passion. Her arms made their way back to my neck. I lightly placed my hands on her hips, giving a light squeeze. The kiss turned firey and heated. Nillin took control and pushed me up against the wall. . The dream was short lived as I flipped our places. I moved my hands from her hips, up to the curves of her body. Nillin started to trail kisses along my jawline. I felt her go to my ear, slightly nibbling. She found my weakness. A small moan escaped my lips. She tugged at the hem of my t-shirt. I pulled away, lifting my shirt from my chest.
"This isn't fair, now, is it?" I teased.
Her tank-top came over her head, showing a black, lacy bra. Her lips crashed onto mine, once again . We melted together, indulging in the sweetness of the kiss. Nillin jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. I held her thighs, keeping her up.
Walking into the bedroom, I kicked the door closed, making even more privacy. Both of us tugged off our clothing, making us completely naked.
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NILLIN POV
I woke up again to see Stiles looking down at me. I placed my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He seemed to be calm, but I knew he was anything but calm. With everything going on, I'm surprised his heartbeat is just a steady thump.
"Hmmm... That was fun." Stiles whispered.
I chuckled, "Yes, yes it was."
Stiles started to lightly rub my back. I grumbled, realizing this dream will have to come to an end.The Witch Hunters are relentless. They'll do asnything for what they want.
"Stiles, what should we do?" I Looked up at him.
"I don't know.I say we wait." He replied.
"I don't know. They'll do something. Kill someone. I don't want that."
"Nillin, just this week, can we forget about them?" He asked.
"Stiles! I can't! I don't want anybody getting hurt. I just.. I just can't!" I propped myself up on my elbow, "Stiles, if I don't do something, they'll go after our friends. They'll go after you."
"We'll figure it out later. Can we just relax for a few hours? Just us. Please?" he pleaded.
I nodded, feeling scared.. On edge. Nobody will get hurt, Nilly. I thought. I can save these people, I know I can. I rolled over, checking my phone. Two AM. I got up from the bed, going through the closet. Plenty of my oversized t-shirts and sweats. I smiled.
"You're not going to die!" I chuckled over at Stiles.
"Thank god!" He mumbled something under his breath.
"What was that?" I mocked.
"Absolutely nothing." He tried to cover.
I playfully glared. I looked back down at the whole dresser. I opened the first drawer, nothing, Second. Nothing. Last drawer.
"Stiles! Seriously?! Lingerie?" I dropped the piece of cloth in my hand, jumping on the bed.
I trailed my fingers from the his v-line, to his collar bone. A smirk played on my lips. Stiles put his hands on the top part of my back, slowly moving them down to my hips. I chuckled. I moved my hands down to his wrists. I pulled his arms up over his head, trapping him there. I kissed the corner of his lips, teasing him. Planting a real kiss on his lips, a knock interrupted us.
"Seriously!" Stiles groaned.
I hopped off, pulling on sweats and a t-shirt. Walking out, another knock came to the door.
"I'm coming!" I shouted.
I yanked open the door, revealing Lydia. I looked behind her, seeing the female hunter.
"Nillin, if you don't come out, she's going to kill someone." Lydia whispered.
"What do you want, Hunter!" I shouted.
The woman walked forward, Revealing a knife. I stayed where I was, shocked. I looked at her, anger taking over. Lydia gasped, I looked back, the knife lodged into her back. She fell forward, grunting. Oh my god. My friend was just...
"Come on, Nillin. Do you want this to happen to beloved boyfriend?" She taunted.
I turned around, a gin was held to his head by a male hunter. I gasped, tears springing into my eyes. I clenched my fists, causing the male to choke. Stiles grabbed the gun, shooting the hunter. I turned back to the female, hearing a low growl. I turned to see Scott, Isaac, Derek and Allison.
"You do know, we aren't alone right? after you've killed me, there'll be more. Your bounty will be higher than ever. See, all of us have these things called trackers. After one dies, another is recruited." She turned towards me, "And I'll garantee, Lover boy over there, will be the death of you."
Scott and Isaac jumped at her,killing her. I fell on my knees, realizing how bad this problem is getting. The tears I held in, fell like a waterfall. I couldn't control my emotion. Everything was crumbling to my touch. How would I solve this puzzle I call my life?
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A/N: Hello, my Lovelies! I hope you liked the chapter! #STILLIN. LOL. I am sad to say, the next chapter will be the Epilogue! :(
Thanks for the support!
~Mae
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