I changed the book to a multifandom book instead...sorry
Writing has greatly improved from when I started this. Feel free to request I can do most people
I write mostly on tumblr and transfer them over to here, but tumblr will always see it first.
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The moonlight from Stiles window seeped through into his room and landed on your face. His lips felt amazing against yours as he bit at your bottom lip every minute. This wasn't the first make out session you've had but every time it happened it sent butterfly's to your stomach. His hand ran through you hair while his other rested on his thigh. The kiss spread tingles through your entire body while Stiles enjoyed feeling the heat from your face.
Your hand rested on his cheeks and you smiled into the kiss. Your other hand was going up and down his bare arm, trying not to blush more at the fact that he was shirtless. He smiled and pulled away staring at his jersey you were currently wearing. "When did you get this..?" He grabbed the end of the jersey gently and chuckled. "I don't remember giving this to you." You blushes and looked away. "So the things that are on the floor of your room, aren't free for the taking?" He shook his head and smiled brighter. "I need this back, babe." You nodded at him. "And you'll get it, when you need it."
He smirked and kissed you softly again. Your face went rosy again and you kissed back. "I love you, Stiles." He kissed you again and said against you lips, "I love you too." He wrapped your legs around him again and continued your make out session.
You and Stiles turned away and looked towards the door as it opened. "O-oh..sorry stiles you should have told me you had your girlfriend over." Stiles stares at his father awkwardly. "Oh yes. Uh. Hi y/n. I just wanted to see if you were home, sorry Stiles. You two continue what you were doing." His dad slowly closed the door.
You glares at Stiles and playfully punched his arm. "You said he wouldn't be home." Stiles chuckled and smiled at you. "I didn't think he would be." You laughed and rolled your eyes crawling under Stiles sheets. He crawled in beside you and pulled you close to him. Your forehead rested on his chest and you traced his abs with your fingers. As you did this you didn't realize Stiles staring down at you and thinking, "I swear I'm gonna marry this girl."
