Stiles Stilinski Imagines

Lydia Says Stiles' **** Is Big

Lydia x Reader x Stiles

"Yeah you owe me a massage after this, new boots too." Lydia sighed as she followed you and Stiles through the mud and met with Scott.

"Well I'll give you both when we get back to mine... well the boots I can get on the way back from dropping this little button off." Stiles poked your nose as you scowled at him and jogged after Malia.

"I thought we were going to talk about running around after the wolves she's going to get hurt." Lydia sighed fondly, rolling her eyes when Stiles tapped his bat on the floor.

"I know, I'll bring it up." he grumbled winking at her as he followed Scott.

Once the pack had dealt with the creature that had been stalking Beacon Hills Stiles offered you a lift home. You blushed when Stiles kissed Lydia goodbye and she caught you looking at them as she pulled away.

"See you tomorrow." She called, waving as she got into her car with Malia.

"You need a ride to school tomorrow morning?" Stiles asked as he drove to your house, waving to your parents as you climbed out of the car.

"Yes please, can I come over and study after hockey practise?" You mumbled, smiling when he nodded.

"Yeah sure, Lydia will probably be hanging around so she can help to." He smiled again and pulled out of the drive as you trudged up to the house.

"Stiles?" You called, letting yourself in with the key he'd given you.

When you didn't receive, and answer you shrugged and kicked off your shoes, heading upstairs, dumping your bag on the sofa as you headed upstairs assuming Stiles had fallen asleep at his desk again.

"Shit... Lydia!" Stiles moaned, causing you to stop and freeze as you got to the top of the stairs and found Stiles slumped against the landing wall opposite the bathroom, he jeans at his feet with Lydia kneeling in front of him. "(Y/N)!" Stiles yelped and tugged Lydia up who rolled her eyes.

"I should go!" you squeaked despite the look Lydia was giving you and hurried out, grabbing your shoes as you went.

"Why're you hiding from Stiles?" Malia asked curiously as Stiles spotted you and you practically yanked her into the gym, knocking into Theo who fell and took a piece of equipment with him.

"I'm not hiding from him!" You huffed to which both of them shot you a look.

"Is it because of what Lydia told Malia?" Theo asked before grabbing his kit when Malia snapped her fangs at him.

"What'd she say?" You asked nervously.

"That he has a big..." Theo chuckled and finally left you alone.

"She said it was bigger than she expected... I mean you blush when Stiles smiles at you so I just figured..." you trailed off and motioned out the size Lydia had indicated.

"No!" you squealed. "That's not why I'm avoiding him." You were blushing so deeply that you were sure you might burn up.

"(Y/N) we need to talk about..." Stiles gasped as he burst in.

"Your penis? We did." Malia told him as she left the two of you alone, giving you the distinct feeling she was keeping you there.

"My what?" Stiles asked with a frown.

"Nothing she was joking." You mumbled shyly. "I don't want to talk."

"But you wanted to study with me." He reminded you which had you making a face of relived realisation which he questioned all the way to the car.

You studied with Stiles and Lydia for about an hour before she slammed her book down and glanced between the two of you.

"You two are being ridiculous." She sighed.

Before you could ask her what she meant she lent forwards and pressed a rough kiss to your lips, pulling your wheelie chair towards her until shed trapped your legs between her own.

"Lydia!" Stiles gasped as he gawked at the two of you.

"Well one of us had to do something." She defended and pulled off her dress, motioning for the two of you to follow her. "Come on." She sighed kicking Stiles into motion as he helped you up and shooed you towards Lydia.

"You want to join in?" He muttered against your ear as he kissed your neck, watching Lydia as she dropped her underwear next to his bed.

"You don't have to, you could watch or you could sit right here and I could get a taste whilst Stiles fucks me." Lydia offered which made you whimper.

"You like the sound of that huh, yeah me too." Stiles hummed huskily as his hands slipped under your shirt, thumbs stroking gently over your nipples through the thin fabric of your lacy bra as Lydia unbuckled your jeans and tugged them off.

You let out a gasp when her fingers twisted into your underwear and she taped gently on your clit, smiling when Stiles nuzzled your cheek until you looked at him, letting him muffle a moan with a kiss.

"Shall we let him get undressed?" Lydia hummed, pulling you from him until you'd dropped onto the bed.

Stiles watched for a moment as Lydia kissed you, encouraging you to kiss her back until you'd almost forgotten about him. Once he'd stripped off he grabbed Lydia by her waist, making he squeal as he dived on her.

"You sit there and she'll put that magic tongue to work." Stiles told you, kissing your thighs as Lydia rolled to her stomach and took over.