Teen Wolf Jordan Parrish Smut and Imagines

Is that mine?

”Is that mine?” Parrish smirked as he saw you sitting in the sofa along with your book. You tilted your head up towards were his voice came from and furrowed your brows in confusion.”What’s yours?” you asked and closed your book to place it on the table in front of you. Parrish took a step towards you and leaned forward to were you sat, he knelt down on the couch and popped the collar of the shirt you were wearing.”Unless you work as a deputy and your last name is Parrish, then this isn’t mine.” he said with a smug grin and your face turned slighty pink. ”Oh, yeah.” you answered and got reminded of that you’ve been wearing his uniform as a comfy-shirt. Perfect for sitting in the sofa and reading in if one asked you.”I don’t want to be rude, but can you take it off?” Parrish asked nicely as he started to unbutton it from your body. You slapped his hand away and his green eyes stared intently at yours. ”Hey! You can’t just undress someone like that.” you laughed and slapped his hands away once again when he reached after you.A sigh left his chest and just when you thought you’d won your playful fight – Parrish gave you a filthy smirk before grabbing your ankles and dragged you down to where he stood, your body slide down the couch, making the shirt slid up half of your front.Parrish leaned over you and your flushed face got him smiling. His face were irritable close to yours and you could feel his even breaths wafting in your face. ”Can you kiss me already?” you whined and once again it earned a smile from him before he lowered his face to place his lips on yours.