Why Would You Ever Kiss Me?

No Place Like Home

Stassis POV
This was the best Expo in the history of Stark Industries. Not so much because of the inventions, but because I spent it with Stiles.
I am so happy that I swallowed my pride and picked him up to bring him here.
Whether in New York or Beacon Hills, I didn't care where I ended up in this world, as long as I was by his side.

I wanted to experience life with him by my side.

The car dropped us off at my apartment and when we went in it was empty. I didn't know where the girls were, I just assumed that they'll show up soon.
"My room is this way." I said taking him to my room.
I kicked off my heels, finally, and Stiles still after all this time, still stood so awkwardly not knowing what to do with himself.
"I have a change of clothes for you." I told him as he looked around.
"I really like it here." He said. "This view.." he continued looking out the window, "I feel like it's hard to get bored here."
"It is." I said feeling a bit sad thinking about having to leave again.
"It can be a lot though, if you're not prepared this city will eat you alive." I joked. "But you seem to be a New Yorker deep down. A city boy."
He laughed. "A city boy?! I don't think the jeep can hit these streets."
"Probably not." I laughed along.

"But," I started speaking my mind, "maybe once you graduate, we can come back here you know?" I suggested.
"Together?" He said turning around. I handed him a change of clothes and rolled my eyes. "Duh." I said.
"I can definitely see that." He said smiling.
"Good because I can too."

"I uh, need help." He said fumbling with the buttons on his shirt.
"Ahh what would you do without me." I joked as I unbuttoned his shirt.
"Probably crumble." He said making me laugh. My hand fell down his torso touching his bare skin and he was so warm.
He sucked in his breath and exhaled shakily.
"You're teasing." He said.
"I'm helping."
"Ahh."

His hand twirled the zipper on the back of my dress and all I could think was just unzip it already.
I pushed his shirt off of his shoulders and it fell to the ground.
I placed kisses on his chest and collar bones. I inhaled his cologne and his head fell back. I pulled on his belt pulling him closer to me. It unbuckled and I pulled it out of his belt loops also tossing it on the floor.
He moved my hair from my shoulders and let the straps fall down.
His fingers tangled in my hair bring my face to his.
He kissed me hard and walked backwards with his legs at the foot of my bed.
I gently pushed him back and he sat down, laid back, and turned to his side with me next to him.

My left leg wrapped around his right side with his hand gripping my thigh.
We were so close together there was nothing between us, not even air.
His technique and experience was improving but I think tonight he was just extra eager.

About time, he finally unzipped my dress and while never breaking the kiss it slipped off. We moved further up the bed as my bare skin pressed against his.
I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and touched him as he groaned.
"Do you have uh-" he said.
"Yeah, I think so." I said sitting up and opening up my drawer next to my bed and rummaging through it. I found one checking the expiration date, still good.
Yaya.
About fucking time this happened.

I still felt guilty that Stiles wasn't the first person in this bed. I didn't know who else Stiles has slept with or his body count and I hated thinking about it. I'm sure he felt the same, he does have a tendency to get jealous. In a cute way.
I just regret it not always being with him. That his finger prints weren't the only ones there. He saw my soul before he saw my body. Spreading me open, wasn't the way he knew me.

Moments like this, nights like what we had, makes me realize, the void I had been trying to fill, the emptiness I have, the bad things I feel, melt away when I'm with Stiles.
I like who I am when I'm with him.
I like how he makes me feel, even when I don't want to feel anything.
He was my friend before my love, and I think this is where we went right.

True love is friendship dipped in honey.

Stiles laid ontop of me after he shook his pants off and kicked them to the side. All that could be heard was our shaky heavy breathing. I could feel him through his boxers and the anticipation was killing me.
"Off." I said out of breath and tugging at his boxers.
I pulled them down and began to pump him and his supporting arms started to buckle and he gasped.
"D-do you wanna put it on?" He asked.
Aw. Cute.
"Yeah, sure." I said looking up to him as he hovered over me.
"First though, we need to get rid of these." He said pulling my underwear down. My legs shook at the sudden feeling and I ripped the package of the condom off with my teeth.
"How do you want to do it?" I asked him.
"W-what do you mean?" He said confused.
"Like missionary do you want me to top or...?"
"Oh yeah uh I can top." He said nervously.
"Okay." I said excitedly.

I slid the condom over him and he tensed up. I could see the veins in his arms and his neck as he tried to steady his breathing.
"You ready?" He asked.
"Yes! Yes stop teasing please!" I practically begged.
He placed himself in me but stopped halfway.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm good. You could go more."
He nodded his head unsure but slowly pushed in more.
Pressure in my lower stomach began to burn as I held onto his arms.
"Oh God.." He breathed out.
His arms bent and shook as he slowly moved in and out. My leg lifted up and he held it in his palm.

I moved my hands to the back of his neck running my fingers through his hair and he squeezed lightly on my thigh keeping a slow pace.
I wasn't sure if he was just nervous, worried about me, or trying to savor it but this was long overdue in my opinion.
"I'm okay. You can go faster." I said assuring him.
He just grunted and picked it up a bit.
Sweat covered him and beads fell down from his forehead as he concentrated.
He huffed and groaned.

I began to focus less on me and more on him. I decided to help him out and thrusted my hips up making him be all the way in.
I yelped a bit in pleasure and he completely collapsed into me holding me up by my back.
"Holy shit!" He said in shock.
My chest pressed to his as I sat up slightly as he knelt down.
I kissed down his neck and he shuttered. He stayed fully in for the meanwhile until I fell back down on my back bringing him with me.

I think it clicked for him because he started to go faster and deeper.
His forehead was against mine as we both struggled to catch our breath.
"You still okay?" He asked.
"I'm fucking great." I said and he finally cracked a smile and licked his lips.
"Ugh. Fuck." He said raspily, it didn't even sound like him.
The sounds he made and the sound of his voice added to the building pressure.
"Don't you dare start slowing down now." I said to him as his strokes got longer and shorter.
"I uh, think I'm gonna-" he tried to say as he struggled to speak. But I knew. His legs shook against mine and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his mouth hung open.
"Stass.." He said.
"Mm. It's okay." I said.
"I-I-I ugh.." He responded with his legs shaking and crashing down on me.

We both laid there with our chests falling and raising in sync. I rubbed my fingers through the back of his hair as he head laid on the pillow next to mine.
"Okay, so I lied again. This was the best day of my life."
And we both laughed.
I gasped a bit at the feeling of him pulling out and he laid on his back next to me.
I grabbed some clothes from off the ground and quickly got dressed throwing Stiles his change of clothes as well.
"What should I do with uh?" He asked holding the used condom.
"Just leave it over there, we'll deal with it in the morning." I said yawning.

It was a little past 3 am and between the flights back and forth and the commotion of the Expo and the excitement of these past events, I was exhausted.
Stiles quickly got dressed only from the bottom and I crawled under the covers patting down on the bed and he snuggled in.
"Mm!" He said holding me. I pulled the covers up over us and sighed happily in his arms.

"I love you." He said closing his eyes and keeping me close.
"I love you. Sweet dreams." He kissed me once and I closed my eyes too.
I had been wrong. About what felt like home.

Because to me it wasn't four walls for me, it was two arms and a heartbeat.