Teen Wolf Preferences & Imagines

He's Your Step Brother (Stiles Imagine)

  Your mom had married Stiles dad about six months ago and you were both now living with him and Stiles.

  Right now you all were having dinner. Sheriff and your mom were both talking about the new body that was found.

  You sat across the table from Stiles, picking at your food. You weren't really hungry.

  You looked at Stiles as he kept playing footsy with you under the table. He was smirking down at his plate.

  "I'm finished. Night mom, night sheriff." You hugged them both before heading upstairs.

  You walked into your room, shutting and locking your door. You walked into yours and Stiles' conjoined bathroom. You stripped down, turning on the shower.

  You stepped into the shower, the hot water pelting your body. You rubbed and scrubbed your hair with your strawberry shampoo before rinsing it out.

  Two arms wrapped around your waist, you grinned leaning back into them. "Your such a child. Footsy under the table, really?"

  Stiles laughed as turned around in his arms. Steam was boiling around the entire bathroom.

  You looked at the amber eyes that you couldn't get enough of and smashed your lips against his.

  Stiles, kissing you, pushed you up against the shower wall, lifting you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

  He moved his lips down to your neck, sucking and nipping. Gasping, moaned as he entered you.

Your nails dug into his back your hips rocked against each others, the warm water from the shower head pelting your bodies.

  "Stiles... I'm.." you moaned as his thrust got harder and faster.

  "Me too." he panted and you bit his shoulder as your orgasms took you over.

One thing your mom and the sheriff never knew was that you and Stiles have been "close" friends for a long time....

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