We stick together Forever (Edit)

Manlief

3rd POV

Silence. That was all that was happening when Stiles and Peter came back.

When they were on their little date, Derek started texting Stiles. Now you might be wondering why Peter is mad at Stiles. Stiles said that he deleted and blocked Derek but it was still in his contacts and not blocked at all. So now Peter is giving me the Silence treatment.

"You told me you block his number and deleted that shit but yet again, you lied."

"You don't understand Peter-"

"WHAT DONT I UNDERSTAND THEN!!!"

"•sighs• look Peter, I'm going to tell you this only once so listen carefully....I did not fucking cheat on you. When school was over Scott gave me Derek and everybody else's number that's in the pack." Stiles said now annoyed about the situation.

"I did block and deleted his number. Have you ever heard of people getting new numbers because I have." Stiles said while walking to Peter and getting on his lap, facing him.

Stiles started playing with Peter fingers while looking at him straight in the eye. "I didn't even answered his calls nor text messages. He kept on calling and texting me so I put my phone on do not disturb and blocked him for a couple of days. I'm saying days because of the killing we have to deal with. Nothing more nothing less."

Peter finally put his arms around Stiles waist, pulling him closer. "It better be nothing more." Peter said with a dominant tone. "It's nothing more." Stiles said, barely a whisper.

Smut warning ⚠️

"I'm sorry for ye-" Peter was cut off by Stiles grinding his hips into his. Peter let out a groans at the sudden friction. Stiles proceeds to roll his hips against Peter as Peter tighten his grip on Stiles waist even more.

They crashed there lips together as Stiles lightly pulled at Peters hair. A bunch of noises could be heard throughout their room. They are lucky that their room is sound proof.

Stiles disconnected their lips to throw his head back in pleasure. Peter took that chance to attack Stiles. He left alto of bite marks and hickeys on his neck.

Stiles reconnected their lips and he could feel Peter tongue roam his mouth. Peter lightly gripped Stiles bottom lip between his lip which earned him a sweetly moan form Stiles.

Stiles was so close and went faster to reach his climax. "I-I'm about to-" Stiles let out breathy word but cut of by Peter stopping his movements.

Peter took Stiles off his lap resulting an annoyed and confused Stiles. "W-Why did you do t-that?" Stiles question through heavy breathing.

"Take of your pants." Is all Peter responded with. Stiles did as he was told after a minute of staring at each other and proceeded to strip his pants. Once he was half naked he followed Peter instructions to sit on the table.

He sat down and Peter walked up to him kneeling on the floor in front of Stiles.

He spread his legs with his hands and started to grab Stiles thigh while giving him wet kisses on his thigh.

Peter brought his face closer to Stiles member and licked of precum that was dripping for Stiles tip. Stiles bit his lip at the sensation trying hard not let out any moans. He tightly gripped his hands in Peter hair.

Peter then wrapped his hands around Stiles member and started to take him in full, moving painfully slow.

Stiles shined at the pace Peter was giving him. "P-Peter s-stop teasing."

Peter smirked at his actions and without a warning, started bobbing his head at a really fast pace cause Stiles eyes to roll in the back of his head and mouth hanging open. Stiles was a mess and he couldn't seem to even out his breathing.

To add to that Peter moaned a bit making a vibration against Stiles member which made Stiles moan ever louder, if that was even possible.

Peter continue to bop his mouth at a face pace as Stiles failed at keeping his composer.

"P-Peter I'm-I'm gonna...." Before he could finish his sentence he came into Peter mouth. Peter swallowed it all in one gulp. Stiles was breathing heavily and sweating.

Peter love the sight in front of and glad to know that he pleased his mate. Stiles finally caught his breath and look at his mate. Who was smirking at him.

Stiles then notice the big tent in his mates pant and he smirked back.

"Now you gotta deal with this." Peter looked down at himself and Stiles knew what he had to do.

"I'm going to deal with that good manlief."

And with that both Peter and Stiles went at it for hours.

A/N: hey guys, this was my first time writing smut so tell me how I did.