Going to hell and back ||Void Stiles||

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A/n: sorry for my inactivity guys i have been fan girling over After a lot these past weeks, i will try and be more active! I love you!



A/n: sorry for my inactivity guys i have been fan girling over After a lot these past weeks, i will try and be more active! I love you!

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Y/n was beginning to be tired of all the bad things that happened to her and to her friends.
She was becoming numb after Allison's death because she was really close to her. She was the first person she ever told about her endless crush for Stiles and the first person that ever really understood her besides him. She needed to cry, she wanted to but she just couldn't. She felt sad, confused and all because his best friend was possessed by a demon called Void. Basically there were two Stiles, one possessed by the Nugitsune, the one that was feeding on chaos and pain and the true Stiles. The big hearted, lovely and loyal guy she learn to love. There were only one problem. The more Void got power and strength the more Stiles suffered and got weaker.
She was having a shower when she heard some noises coming from her bedroom. She slowly and silently got out of the shower and arrived into her bed room. Someone that looked like Stiles was watching her with a smirk on his face, she widened her eyes scared when he came closer to her whispering with a deep voice.
"Too bad I am on time I would have loved coming in when you were getting dressed."
Void touched her arm softly wiping the water drops she had all over her body, he brought his fingers to his lips licking the water off. This was supposed to scare Y/n, she knew it wasn't him but somehow his voice, his face and his touch made her shiver as she wanted more.
"S-stop it. Don't touch me." Y/n said in a whisper causing the Nugitsune to giggle.
"It's ridiculously easy to see you are telling lies." He got closer and y/n glanced away. She had to keep her mind clear, this wasn't Stiles this was just a terrible copy of the boy she loved, of the boy he was friends with.
"Think about it, y/n. I have his voice and I can use it whenever and however I want." He got closer whispering to her ear something she wished only Stiles would have told her, he changed his voice in a Stiles way. "I love you y/n, I have always have." She closed her eyes and took a few steps back even though hearing those words just made her feel lust.
"I said-" she started but he came closer again.
"I have his hands" He reached out his hands cupping her cheeks. "I have his body." He whispered the last part getting closer and closer to her pushing his chest against hers only covered with a towel.
"Please." Her voice was basically just a whisper right now, almost a whimper. She just needed him to stop it right now or she would have not be able to resist but he was a demon, he fed himself on pain and chaos and he wanted to have what Stiles wanted but could not have because of his shyness and clumsiness so he got closer to her and touched her nose with his lightly upturned one and whispered one last thing.
"I have his lips."
Y/n closed her eyes and found herself leaned against the wall. Whimpers becoming moans  as he kissed her jaw and her neck softly.
"I will go to hell." She muttered under her breath looking up at the ceiling.
"I will meet you there, then." He evilly smirked and pushed his lips against hers.

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