Teen wolf x reader smut and fluff

Stiles Stilinski smut

not mine

As Stiles skipped over to me, I couldn't help but sigh. My boyfriend of just over a year was cheating on me, I was pretty sure of it but I was too scared to confront him. I love Stiles more than anything and I thought he felt the same way until he started hanging out with Malia all the time. He is always with her every time I try to hang out with him, she interrupts our dates, she acts like he is her boyfriend and it hurts me beyond belief. I told Lydia about my theory and she thinks I'm crazy, she says Stiles is head over heels for me and that is the only reason that I haven't talked to him about it yet.
"Hello beautiful." He said walking over to me as I leaned against his car. He pecked my lips lightly but I didn't peck back like I normally did. His eyebrows furrowed and his head tilted to the side like a confused puppy.
"What's wrong? Did I do something?" He asked making me sigh and shake my head before I went to reach for the passenger side door handle. He stopped me, putting his hand over mine that was on the door handle and turned me towards him.
"Talk to me (Y/N), I hate it when you are upset, especially if it's with me." He said pulling me closer to him and I sighed and pushed him away. I could feel my feelings bubbling up inside of me, my rage coming to he surface.
"Stiles, I don't want to yell or scream. Nothing is wrong." I said in a stern tone, hoping he would just drop it.
"You are a horrible liar, and you know it, tell me what's going on." He said playing the role of the caring boyfriend and me being casted as the crazy girlfriend.
"You are what's going on." I said ripping away from him and walking towards Lydia's car. Stiles always drove me home but not today, not now.
"What did I do?!" He yelled as he jogged after me. How could he be so obvious? I turned around and stared at him, chest heaving in anger.
"You are always with her Stiles, always. Do you know how it makes me feel that my boyfriend is always out with some other girl that I barely know? Oh yeah, she hasn't even tried getting to know me, she is only interested in stealing my boyfriend!" I yelled, the whole pack walking over to us as Stiles stood there in shock.
"(Y/N), don't come on." Lydia said trying to pull me away, I started to walk away before I saw her, Malia, walking up to us. I locked eyes with her and then looked at Stiles.
"There she is Stiles, your new girl." I said motioning towards Malia and everyone looked at me like I had three heads.
"(Y/N), there is nothing between Malia and I!" He said making me laugh with tears in my eyes, Lydia sighing next to me, knowing that this was killing me.
"Stop lying...to me, to yourself. You are with her more than you are with me. You aren't mine anymore, you don't show me any affection other than the 5 minutes car ride home every day. Are you cheating on me?" I questioned and everyone looked at Stiles and Malia who both looked like deer in the head lights. They were about to answer but they took too long before saying anything, I had gotten my answer.
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Lydia drove me home after that. I didn't care what Stiles or Malia had to say. They hesitated and that means that they were hiding something. I cried the entire car ride home, I cried when I got home and a few hours after. My phone was blowing up from Stiles, a random number that I assumed was Malia's and Scott, who was trying to talk to me for Stiles. I ignored it all, seeing it was getting dark outside. My bed was covered in tissues from the tears that I was all out of, my body weak from sobbing so hard. I decided to take a shower, hoping that would make me feel better. Once I got into the shower, I couldn't help but feel even worse. The shower Stiles and I had shared in the morning, just trying to get to school on time, the shower we had shared sexually a couple of times, the shower that Stiles found me crying in after our first big fight. I didn't stay in long, the memories haunting me. I changed into a pair of matching pjs, wanting to wear one of Stiles' shirts but knowing it would only make me feel worse. I cleared off my bed of tissues, tossing them in my garbage before climbing in bed. I was starting to fall asleep when I heard my bedroom door open, I knew it was him, I was too tired to fight, as upset as I was, all I wanted was him, especially because he was my rock. I felt the blankets lift up and the bed dip next to me.
"(Y/N)? You, up?" He whispered, his voice sounding rocky, like it sounded when he had been crying. I turned over in my bed, face to face with him, his chestnut eyes meeting mine, they were puffy like mine but mine were a lot worse. He reached one hand up and cupped the side of my face, tears in his eyes.
"I love you, more than anything in this world. I would never cheat on you and I'm sorry that I ever made you feel that way." He said making me nod, knowing that there was more to the story that he was about to tell me.
"I was helping Malia, helping her act like a human, she doesn't know how, and since I'm the only human in the pack besides you, I volunteered. She wants to meet you, to know you, she just wants to do it when she doesn't act like a "cave man" her words not mine." He said making me smile slightly at his words.
"We didn't deny what you said today because Malia had no idea what was going on, and my heart was breaking as you spoke." He said, as I wiped away one of his stray tears with my hands. He pulled away from me a little bit to crawl on top of me and then slowly move down.
"I'm sorry I haven't been spending time with you, I hate that I upset you, I need you to forgive me." He said as he began taking my pants off, kissing my hips as he did. He took me by complete surprise, not believing that this is where he was going with this.
"I want to show you that I'm still yours, that I always will be. I hate that I hurt my baby, I hate that I made you doubt us." He said, taking my pants completely off of me and then headed for my underwear. Stiles knew how much I loved having sex with him but most of all, I loved when he ate me out. His soft lips kissing my intimate parts, my hands running through his hair, my legs trembling around his head, the look in his eyes when he licks me up and down. He didn't eat me out much, most of the time not really having time for it, which I didnt mind, but when we did have time, he always did. He knew it was my favorite sexual thing that we did together.
"I need you to want me again. I need you to trust me again. This is my apology." He said kissing down my thighs before wrapping his arms around my thighs and spreading them apart so he could look at me. I was furious with him a few hours ago, crying about him less than a half an hour ago and now here we are, his head in between my thighs.
"God I missed this." He said as he began kissing my folds, making me moan and clutch my sheets. He kissed me up and down, sucking on my clit before moving into another spot to kiss, making me moan at the contact.
"Stiles." I whispered making his head shoot up, worried. When he saw the lust in my eyes he smiled to himself and went back to what he was doing. He knew this would win me back, he didn't cheat on me, he was helping a friend but he still made me feel horrible and he knew that. Stiles was normally a talker in bed but this was more personal than our usual, this was about showing me special attention, not many words were needed. He we went from kissing to licking, my hands when to his hair, my back arching as one his his hands reached up and massaged my left breast. His tongue darting in and out of me, his lips wrapping around my clit ever so often. I could feel myself begin to tremble and come undone, my boyfriend in between my legs. I felt him grin against me as I started to jerk in orgasm.
"Stiles, god." I moaned out as I climaxed, needed this more than anything after the weeks we had barely seen each other. Once I was done, he cleaned me up, put my pants back on me, leaving my panties on the ground and climbing back up to me. As soon as he got close enough I cupped his face and kissed him passionately. I could taste myself on him just a little, but it's not like I hadn't tasted it before. When our kiss broke, he rested his forehead on mine.
"I should have talked to you instead of keeping it bottled up for it to then explode. I'm sorry I though you cheated, I'm sorry I screamed, I'm sorry." I said, knowing I could have handled every thing a little better.
"This is all on me, I know that. I'm so sorry, we will fix this, you can meet Malia tomorrow, she will tell you just what I did, she is nothing more than a friend. You are the only girl in my heart." He said before I smiled softly and snuggled as close to him as I could get.
"Good."