MONSTERS (Teen Wolf Imagines)

Stiles Stilinski (3)

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⚠️ SMUT⚠️
Stiles Stilinski x Reader

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You stare down at the clothing options on your bed: your favorite pair of shredded black skinny jeans or a burgundy skater skirt. Either would go with the olive hued crop top you donned, but the bottoms would determine what happened today in Chem lab with Stiles Stilinski...

Your date with him seemed like it was months ago when in reality it was only last Friday. After Stiles's teasing under the dinner table, you haven't been able to stop thinking about him. Your mind often wandered to him. The banter, the incredible good looks, and the way it felt when he touched you...

When the meal finished, he pulled you aside while Kira and Scott were saying goodbye. "I meant what I said," He urgently whispered, lightly clasping your trembling hand with a small smile. "Wear a skirt Monday if you want to finish what I started." Stiles released your hand and you let out the breath you had involuntarily been holding as you watched Scott drag Stiles away.

Now, it is Monday and you still have no fucking idea what to do. On one hand you like Stiles and you could only imagine what he had in store for today after how amazing Friday was, but on the other hand you don't know how you felt about doing such intimate things in public. In school. During class!

However, the more you mulled over it the more thrilling and appealing the idea became. Kira will be at your house any minute to pick you up for school so you have to make a decision quickly. You certainly can't go in your underwear no matter how cute it is.

A mischievous beam lights your face as you slip your panties down your legs and toss them to the side before yanking the skirt on just as Kira honks the horn outside. You grab your bag and sprint outside, mindful to keep your skirt from flapping due to the motion. At least it isn't windy today...

The beginning of the day dragged out agonizingly. You could tell Kira knew something was up this morning, but she didn't say anything. You could see why she was suspicious. You weren't singing in the car like you usually did, you weren't as talkative, and you were squirming much more than usual. She's your best friend and subconsciously you know you'll have to tell her about Stiles and you sooner or later, but for now the secrecy adds to the immense excitement.

Finally, it was the transition period to Chemistry. You hurriedly make your way to the bathroom to inspect yourself in the mirrors despite the horribly unflattering lighting. Smoothing out your clothes, you tug the skirt up just a tad to show off a little more leg and let your shirt hang off one shoulder to discreetly reveal your silky black bra strap.You let your hair down from it's ponytail and shake it out with a winning grin. Stiles got the better of you last time, but you'll be the one calling the shots today.

The warning bell sounds obnoxiously and you scurry out towards the direction of class, consciously slowing to a saunter and adding a sway to your hips as you near the room. You enter just as the late bell rings and your orbs scan the room full of students before landing on Stiles who is set up at the station in the very back of the room. Your heart speeds up immediately and you swallow the hard lump in your throat. Then, he peers up at you, his gorgeous eyes widening, raking over you with a satisfied smirk. You pretend not to notice and traipse over to him, settling on the stool beside him while Mr. Harris writes on the blackboard at the front and the mindless chatter of students surrounds you.

"Cute skirt," he remarks snidely while you retrieve a pencil and notebook from your backpack and avoid his entrancing gaze. "Little revealing, isn't it?" he continues, his hand pointedly landing on your knee to punctuate his words.