Liam Dunbar Imagines

Self-control

Warnings: smut, sex, public sex, rough, biting

Liam let out a low grumble as he shifted in his seat. It took all he had not to crawl under the table and bury his head between your thighs. Instead he glared at you from across the table while prodding his lunch with a fork.

When he finally had enough one hand vanished under the table and just as he had reached your thigh Scott's hand grabbed his wrist while his glare was fixed on you. "Stop it (Y/N), don't look at me like that we can all smell you."

"Well we can't." Stiles added and jerked his thumb at Liam. "But this one looks ready to make it with the nearest thing that moves so, it's a little obvious." He chuckled when you pulled a face on innocence before leaving without a word, throwing a bright smile over your shoulder at Liam who looked like he was half way between a dead faint and crawling through the canteen over to you.

During your lesson Mason sat between you and tried to keep you both focused on the work. "... the trip will begin tomorrow morning and will end on the Saturday evening,it is compulsory even for those on the Lacrosse team." Your teacher finished but you had barely pulled your eyes away from Liams.

When the class finished the three of you met the pack at Scott's locker per usual and started walking out to Lydia and Stiles' cars. "So is anyone else going on that trip because we have to miss the game?" Liam asked and Stiles rolled his eyes.

"Coach has been going on about that all morning, apparently he asked the trip to moved back but not all the classes could be changed so we have to go next week... your class is going this week huh?" He asked which made Scott freeze as he glanced over at Liam to find he was no longer paying attention to Stiles but was staring at you with glowing eyes as his tongue darted over his lips.

"You two sure you can cope without us for two days?" He asked carefully, lunging forward to yank Liam away from your when he shoved you against the jeep. "This isn't going to end well..." He sighed.

Once you'd been dropped off Stiles and Scott headed up to Deaton's the car ride seeming to take longer because they somehow hit every traffic light on the way. "They'll be alright won't they?" Scott asked Stiles who laughed.

"Yeah I mean as long as Liam gets himself under control, (Y/N) realised the fact that Liam's marked her as his mate and hasn't responded which is whats making them both super horney and manage to keep themselves under control without anyones help... It'll be fine!" Stiles babbled before glancing at the nervous alpha who looked more worried by the second.

The room you were staying in was split between you, Liam and Mason. And at the first chance he got Mason hurried off to see Corey and left the two of you alone. "This is going to be so boring, we're not doing anything until tomorrow." Liam groaned as he stretched, rolling to his front as he spread out over his bed and watched you stretch out and stare out of the huge window from your own bed.

"Liam!" You giggled when he dived onto you from his bed.

"What, I'm sick of Scott not letting me touch you." He almost growled as he nipped down your neck and pushed his hips between your legs, grinding against you until you let out a whimper.

"Well you are supposed to, as Stiles said before we left, controlling your beastly urges and keeping it in your pants." You giggled when he groaned and bit a quickly vanishing bruise into your neck before rolling off the bed and rolled his shoulders.

"I know but you don't understand how badly I want to fuck you right now." He grumbled and ran his hands through his hair as he paced back and forth, glancing back at you when you hopped off the bed and shoved your very small dress up to reveal your lack of underwear.

Liam froze with his mouth hanging open as he stared at you, eyes slowly burning as he let out a low grumbled and paced over to you, circling you before slowly running his fingertips up your thighs and over your stomach. "You don't understand how badly I want too..."

He smirked when you made a noise of complaint as he pulled away, tugging his clothes off before gently shoving you against the wall, turning you away from him as his hands slide to our hips. He guided your feet a little way apart and you felt a sharp slap across your ass which sent a shock through you.

"When i'm done with you, you're not going to be able to stand." He growled in your ear as he pushed into you. A moan escaped him, high and breathy, as he seemed to freeze for a moment.

He used his grip in your hip to buck into you as he started thrusting roughly. Eventually his hands slowly traveled up to cup your breasts, his hips moving harder and faster. All that could be heard in the room was quiet moans from the two of you and the buzz of the road below the window.

You let out a deep groan when Liam's fangs slid across the skin of your shoulder and a possessive growl rumbled out of his chest. Your high built to a burning heat as Liam sped up his thrusts and all of a sudden your eyes rolled as weeks of pent up lust exploded with a single bite from Liam.

"Shit.... You broke the window." Liam chuckled. When you looked at the window where your hand was placed you realised your claws had caused splinters in the glass.

"Oops." You giggled, both of you looking lazily over at the phone which Liam scrambled to grab when he realised it was Scott.

"You two!" He yelled down the phone. "We could see you both from outside!" Scott gasped and both of you scrambled to get dressed before peeking out of the huge window to see Scott, Stiles and Lydia down outside the hotel.

"It was worth it." Liam muttered as he grabbed your hand and the two of you hurried off to hide.