Dylan O'Brien imagines❤️

Stiles - teasing (s)

You are walking towards your best friend Stiles's house. He said he wanted to show you something he has just discovered and you are really curious. You're halfway there, when it starts to rain.
"Shit." You whisper and pick up your pace. You can't run, because of you 5 inches of hills. Stiles is a lot taller than you, so you always wear hills when you're around him. You are now really wet, drops of mascara rolling down your cheeks and hair completely soaked, as you are now really close to his house. As you walk towards the door you knock and wait for someone to open the door, but Stiles doesn't hear you. You take your phone out of your pocket and digit his number, as he picks up immediately.
"Hey, where are you?"
"I'm outside your house, it's raining and I'm wet, can you please open the door?"
"God, sure." He says as he hangs up. The door opens and Stiles sees you, his eyes widening. He grabs your arm and he drags you in his house. "Oh my g- you're dripping wet." He says as you shiver slightly. "Wait here, I'll go get some other clothes." He says and runs away and you yell at him saying 'thank you!'.
After a minute, he comes back and gives you a pair of his boxers and a very big t-shirt. You smile at him and walk to the bathroom. You remove your wet clothes and pull his shirt over your head. It's big enough to cover your ass completely and the thought of it makes you smile. You put on his boxers too and notice they're very loose in the front and you blush.
You walk into his room and sit on his bed next to him, as he shows you his board with all his information.
"That's amazing Stiles." You say as you look at his board. He has written every single detail and even the smallest insignificant clues.
"Thanks." He says and you smile.
You get up to take a pen a notebook when his boxers fall to your ankles, leaving you in only his shirt.
"Oh g-god, wait." He says kneeling and grabbing the boxers, pulling them up your legs until they're hanging on your hips again. In that moment a wave of heat had rushed through your body as his hands traveled from your legs, to you thighs and then to your hips.
"Oh thanks." You say and, as soon as you take another step, the boxers fall again. "Oh you know what..." you say and kick them away, once again left in nothing but his shirt. "There! Now, let's look at this cases." You say taking the pen and a shit of paper, and sit on his bed again.

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After talking about dead people and murderers, you get up and sit on his chair, crossing your legs. He looks at you,  his gaze following the hem of your shirt, stopping to look in between your thighs. His eyes widen and he shifts, putting his hands on his lap where his pants tighten.
"Um, Y/n? You're not wearing panties..."
"And?" You say a little confused.
"And I-I can see everything from here." He says and you slightly jump and cover with his shirt. You get up and walk towards him, seeing him really uncomfortable, so you kneel in front of him and put your hands on his knees.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." You say as he throws his head back, completely turned on by the situation. You grip his shirt to make him look at you, and he stands up. "Stiles I..."
"Just, don't kneel in front of me like that."
"I didn't mean to bother you, I'm sorry. If you looked at me you would have seen that I was sorry. I didn't remember." You say and sit on his bed.
"No it's just, oh god, I didn't want to look at you because, if I had, the only thing I would have seen was you with..." he stopped and gulped, his hand running through his buzz cut hair.
"With what?"
"With- with my cock in your mouth." He says and your jaw drops. Just the thought of it makes your body heat up.
"Uh, it's okay. I'll just go." You say and sand up, but he rush towards you and stops you.
"No, please don't. Stay, I'll clear my mind."
"Ok..." You say and sit back on the bed.
"Uh could you pick that up for me please?" He asks you pointing at a pen. You understand why he asked you that, so you just get up and bend over to pick it up. By doing so, your shirt rises and your naked ass comes in sight. You hear him breathing shakily and lowly growling.
You stand and turn to him, seeing that he once again has his hands on his lap.
"So you like teasing huh?" You say walking closer to him, spreading your legs open to sit on his lap. "You wanted me to pick that up for you so you could see my pussy and ass..." you say and he shifts, his hands leaving his lap just to be placed on your ass. You slightly moan, bucking your hips to create more friction, his jeans giving you pleasure as you ride his leg. He starts to move his leg, making it bounce, and you feel even more pleasure.
You remove his shirt from your body and throw it somewhere, as he starts sucking one of your nipples. You moan and he switches to the other one. You get off his lap and kneel, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down.
"Are- are you sure about this?" He asks hissing and you pull his cock out of his pants. You look at it and then back at Stiles.
"You said you were seeing me with your cock in my mouth right?" You ask and he nods. "Let me see that too." You say and take his cock in your mouth, sucking on it hard. He grips at your hair, making a ponytail and guiding you down until your nose is touching his shaft and his tip is touching the back your throat. He moans loudly and you hollow your cheeks, your teeth slightly brushing against him. Your nails are scratching his thighs and you moan, the vibrations sending him on other worlds as he cums. Hot spurts of his warm juice filling your throat as he pulls out and you swallow proudly. Your eyes never leave his as you lay on the bed and spread your legs, inviting him in.