Liam Dunbar Imagines

Caught

You moaned as Liam collapsed against you, his head falling into the crook of your neck, sucking lazy kisses against the heated skin.

"Stiles should go away more often." He groaned.

"Shh, just..." You mumbled pulling him down for a kiss as he chuckled at you.

"You know I'm the werewolf and I'm almost tuckered out, already done it in the kitchen, living room and on the stairs, you really want a second round in bed?" He chuckled as his teeth left purple bruises up and down your neck and across your shoulder.

"Hey (Y/N) I'm home and I... LIAM!" Stiles bellowed when he wondered into your room.

"It's not what it looks like?" He offered as an excuse.

"It looks like you had sex with my little sister." Stiles shot back with a glare that could kill.

"OK, well yeah, that is exactly what it looks like then." Liam mumbled, scrambling for his clothes as Stiles went to tell your dad that you had a werewolf in your bed. "I'm sorry... love you... your dads got a gun so... leaving." He gasped out as he scrambled for his shoes, planting a slow kiss on your lips before diving out of the window.

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"Liam!" You squealed as he pulled you to the side and kissed you.

"Hey, I missed you." He chuckled, leaning into you.

"You know my dad is just around the corner, and he has his gun." You laughed when he threw a glance over his shoulder.

"We're at school he can't shoot me here." Liam decided and picked you up, pinning you to your locker as he deepened the kiss.

"Hey!" Stiles' voice barked out. "Hey, put her down you... mutt."

"Dad's coming." You mumbled and Liam dropped you to your feet, moving away enough for your dad do shake his head at Stiles.

"Who's this?" He asked.

"This is Liam, he's good friends with Scott." You dragged out the good, hoping he'd nod and move on, instead he glared at Liam who blushed and dropped your hand.

"I should get to class sir." He mumbled.

"Yeah well, you should all be in class... why're you two out here?" John asked the two of you.

"I was looking for you, she was fornicating in the halls." Stiles pointed at you as he glowered at Liam.

"Relax Stiles, she was learning." Liam smirked and winked as he walked off leaving Stiles speechless and gawking after him.

"Did he just do what I think he did?" your dad asked.

"Is he stupid or brave?" Stiles whispered as you both watched your dad eye the boy as he vanished down the corridor.

"We're putting locks on your window." John muttered after some thought.

"Dad he could kill her if he loses it while they're kissing, you really want to risk it, what if she gets hurt!" Stiles yelped and grunted when you elbowed him in the stomach.

"Daddy, he's in complete control and Scott helps him, besides if I stop dating him then I'll have to go back to hanging around with Stiles... big bad monsters, much worse than little werewolves." You pouted a little and batted your eyes until your father nodded and agreed with you.

"Daddy's girl." Stiles grunted.

"Hale boy." You hummed and giggled as he turned red, spluttering as you skipped off to class.