The boys layed on the floor of Scott's room, studying already long forgotten. The abandoned homework sat next to them in the dimly lit chamber.
"What's the time?" Scott asked. He was propped up against his footrest and cracking each one of his knuckles.
"Almost ten. Could you stop that? You know I get edgy when you do that stuff," Stiles responded without taking his eyes off his laptop screen. Scott stared at stiles, eyes turned to slits in irritation. All he yearned for was Stiles attention, and not the type that has him being scolded, like for cracking his knuckles.
I need something as an attention grabber. Anything to relocate his mind anywhere but that stupid laptop. What if I.. Scott slowly tore his shirt off as he sat across the smaller boy, in attempt to get Stiles to notice. The two best friends do this every once in awhile. Do something. Something sexual. The first fulfilled event was during the time Scott was comforting Stiles after him and Malia split. The heartbroken boy was a mess and was desperate for contact. He kissed the tears off one of Stiles cheeks, but when he went for the other the teary eyed boy turned his head in hopes their lips would meet instead. A success it was, but he forced himself to discontinue and make sure Scott was okay with what he just did. A little smirk on his lips was all Stiles needed before lunging forwards to kiss him again. Bliss engulfed their bodies, but that's the farthest they've gone.. until their last meetup which involved hand jobs. But what good is that when you're capable of doing it to yourself?
Scott's desperate for another one of their moments to happen again, but Stiles didn't even notice Scott's shirt sprawled out next to him on the floor.
"In physics tomorro-"
Stiles was interrupted by Scott slapping his laptop shut and forcibly shoving it off his lap. The friction from his hand touching his member in the process definitely left an affect on Stiles.
"Woah what're you-" he stopped himself short and admired Scott's golden torso with abs embedded in his stomach.
Stiles smirked once he realized what Scott wants. With the two boys still on the floor, Stiles placed his arms around Scott's neck and pulled him in to share a kiss. Their lips met in unison and struck both of them with satisfaction. Eagerly, Stiles opened his mouth a bit for Scott to slip his tongue inside. McCall made sure to swipe his tongue over every part of his mouth, tasting as much as he could. While the two were in a lip locking session, Stiles hand untangled around Scott's neck and started to trail down his body. He pulled at the nape of hair at Scott's neck, then let his hand slide around to his chest and run over his nipples, making his way more south and feeling along his abs (almost making stiles release right then and there), and finally he grabbed the bulge surfacing in Scott's shorts. "You're so hard already."
"mmmph," Scott moaned immediately as Stiles was palming his member.
With surprise, Stiles flipped over so he was the one hovering over Scott and licked down his almost bare chest, to his naval then further below to the rim of his shorts.
"Can I?" Stiles peered up at a sweaty and extremely horny Scott. He couldn't help but smirk at how undone he's already made his best friend. The feeling egged him further.
"mm yes, please," Scott forced out with a shaky breath. Has it really been this long since the last time someone sucked me off?
Stiles eagerly pulled off Scott's shorts and boxers. His member smacked his stomach since it wasn't restricted anymore.
"Wow," he never realized how big he was considering it's only been in his hand and never his mouth.
"Stiles please," he started to beg.
Stiles dove right in by licking a stripe up the shaft and enclosing his mouth around the tip.
"fuck fuck fuck," Scott cursed unapologetically. The feeling of delectation was driving him mad.
Stiles tongue swirled around before he urged himself to go down further and trap more of Scott in his mouth.
"Holy shit," Scott murmured once he realized his tip hit the back of Stiles throat. He really did it. The younger boy pulled back so only the tip was in his mouth before he went down again. Scott could feel tingles of pleasure shoot through his stomach. Oh how badly he wanted to throat fuck Stiles, but that's for another time.
The boy on the floor started to pick up the pace and Scott tangled his hands in his hair. The moans from Stiles allowed a vibration to be felt around Scott and he almost lost it.
"Fuck Stiles, you're fucking amazing," he breathed out.
To add onto the pleasure, Stiles started cupping his balls.
"mother fucker, holy-" he couldn't. It all felt too good.
"Stiles I'm gonna-" Scott's unsteady breaths increased.
Stiles felt Scott's member convulse in his mouth. He was ready to take the load that was released.
It took Scott a minute to come down from his high. He was a sweaty mess but staring down at his best friend with his mouth around him was definitely a sight worth remembering.
"How the hell are you so good at that?" Scott questioned when his breathing was back to normal.
" I watch porn," he laughed.
"Now it's my turn to take care of your problem," Scott smirked and stared at the tightness of Stiles pants.
"Please."
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