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Jordan Parrish x Stilinski!Reader
Warnings: Sexual content, NSFW, smut, car sex. Word count: 1289
“Do you need a ride home?” Parrish asked as you walked out from your dad’s office. You had spent your entire day there, being watched since your brother thought the Darach would take you, since you were a virgin.
You tilted your head to his desk and nodded. “Yeah, thank you.” He gather his stuff into piles. “Great, I just need to stop by the hospital to pick up a few documents.” Parrish explained and you nodded again, flashing him a sincere smile.
“I’m afraid Parrish.” you admitted shyly as you sat beside him in the car. He turns to you to give you a quick smile “Don’t worry Y/N. We’re here for you and we’ll protect you.” he said and you shifted in your seat.
“I mean, I could easily be protected from this by having sex and-“ you said with a flirtatious voice and placed a hand on his thigh. “N-no.” Parrish stuttered and slapped your hand away, making you whimper in dissatisfaction.
“Why?” you nagged and he rolled his eyes at you. “First of all Y/N. You’re the Sheriff’s daughter and second, I’m not going to be the one taking your virginity just in order to-“ you interrupted him by continuing his sentence. “-save me?”
He met your sad eyes, lips pouting as you twirled your hair around your fingers. “I won’t tell anyone if you won’t.” you purred and once again placed a hand on his thigh, and this time he didn’t slap it away.
Instead he looked into your eyes, gazing into those eyes he’d fallen for the first time you walked into the office along with your brother, Stiles. “Y/N, I-I c-can’t.” Parrish stuttered and you squeezed the fabric of his pants.
“Why?” you repeated yourself, massaging the tense muscle as you saw him purse his lips into a thin line. “Because, I’ve already told-“ he began but you interrupted him by unbuckling your belt, taking he pile of documents to from his hands to put it on the dashboard, to be able to straddle his lap.
“W-what are you doing?” he tried to sound serious, using his ‘Deputy voice’ you had a secret kink for and smiled once you met his flustered face. You placed your hands on either side of his neck, leaning in to capture his lips into a kiss.
At first, he sighed and kissed you back, but flinched when you started to grind against him. Parrish placed his hand on your hips to make you stop. “Y/N, we can’t.” he hissed and you bit your lip, making Parrish muffle a uncontrollable grunt.
You shrugged before causally starting to unbutton his shirt, ignoring him as he kept saying no. But the way he had kissed you back told you other things. He tried to vigorously slap your hands away as you kept unbutton him.
He sighed when you finally let go of his shirt and placed your hands on the zipper to your sweater. Parrish’s eyes went wide as he realized what you were doing, slowly letting the zipper open to reveal your bra.
“Didn’t you wear a shirt beneath it?” was all he could say and you smirked. “No. Stiles dragged me out from my room before I had the time to dress properly.” You explained and let the fabric of your sweater slid down your shoulders.
“Fuck.” Was all he exclaimed before grabbing the back of your neck, pushing you down towards his face to kiss you. His lips molded perfectly onto yours and your fingers went to his shirt again, this time he let you unbutton each and every one of them.
His hands wrapped around your back to unbuckle your bra, placing his hands above your bare chest once the bra was gone. You let out a satisfied moan as he squeezed your skin, digging your nails into his back when he left your mouth to start kissing your neck instead.
Your fingers found the buckle of his belt, opened it skillfully with your hands and he bucked his hips to make it easy for you to push them down. Since you wore pants, he let one of his hands snake down the elastic of your sweats and underwear, his hand stroking its way to your core.
He was more eager to please you once you helped each other out of the rest of your clothes, leaving him lined up in front of you when you straddled him again. His eyes met yours, asking you for permission with just a nod of his head and you granted it.
“You’ll tell me if you want me to stop, okay?” he whispered and you nodded, far too eager for this than you thought. Slowly, he pushed himself inside, making your walls clench around him in surprise. You let out a soft whimper and Parrish pushed you down by your hips.
A mewl left your lips once he was fully inside and you had to breath heavily through your mouth to stay relaxed. He grunted once you were the one starting to move above him, grinding against him as you held a firm grip around his shoulders.
“Are you alright?” Parrish asked sweetly, trying to hide how much he really wanted to have his way with you now. He held a hard grip around your hips, but his movements were soft as he met your movements with the bucking of his own hips.
Soon you felt relaxed, and you felt the familiar feeling starting to grow in your lower abdomen, letting out soft whimpers once you felt the edge between pleasure and pain. Parrish catches your lips again, sloppily kissing you as his thrust started to intense and you could almost feel how close he was.
His eyes flickered to orange before you felt his whole body stiffen. A low growl left his lips as you felt his member starting to pulse inside of you. You used his uncontrolled jerks of his hips to your advantage and were soon reaching your release in the process.
~~ “Hey Y/N, are you okay?” Stiles urged and grabbed your shoulders, hugging you tightly. “Yeah.” you assured and pushed him in the chest to get some space, making him shyly nod.
“I was just so worried, another virgin was taken yesterday and we all thought it would be you next and-“ he began but you waved your hand in front of his face. “Oh I’ll be fine.” You explained but Stiles kept on talking about securities.
That’s when Scott tensed, nostrils flaring as he eyed between you and Stiles. “Why do you smell like Parrish?” he blurted out, making both you and Stiles turn to him. Stiles gave you a glare as you shrugged. “He gave me a ride home yesterday, remember?” you reminded and Scott narrowed his eyes.
“Yes. But it’s not like.. his regular scent.” Scott began and Stiles turned towards you with furrowed brows. “What do you mean by ‘regular scent’?” your dad had joined the conversation and you felt your heart pounding against your chest when you understood what Scott was smelling.
“What the actual hell!” Stiles exclaimed when he also understood and the three of them lost it when discussing the fact that Parrish had taken your virginity in his patrol car. They stopped arguing when the door to your dad’s office opened and Parrish stumbled in, wanting the Sheriff’s attention.
“Should I come back later?” Parrish asked innocently and your dad stared him down, along with Scott and Stiles, making Parrish look around the room until he found your guilty eyes. “Oh crap.”
