"Come on Stiles, let's dance." She whispers as she turns away from him and guides herself into him, his breath hitching as he immediately sets his hands on her waist, taking a deep breath.
Usually he'd be really nervous and freaked out by this, but his nerves were so numbed by all the drinks he threw back, his more sexual side kicked in.
He grips her tightly before pulling her deeper into the dance, listening to her gasp. Lydia was shocked, but also amused.
She smiles as she wraps her arms around his neck, lightly grinding on him, her eyes drifting close.
This was going to be a damn good night.
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Over Rated Jealousy
FanfictionLydia Martin wasn't the jealous type. She wouldn't be caught dead jealous, actually. It wasn't her style, and it definitely wasn't cute. But after the void inside of Stiles left, Aiden got killed, and Allison got close to death? Things changed. She...
