Without Warning ✺ S.S

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Extern POV  

   After what happened with Boyd, Reese couldn't stay alone. So it's why she was currently sitting on Stiles' bed, reading a book.

   She was trying to get Boyd's death out of her head. And it's working a little, but not that much.

   Stiles was eyeing his girlfriend, trying to get what she was thinking about. But the young girl didn't notice and didn't look up at him.

   Stiles loved when she read, she looks so peaceful, calm. But now that they've dated for, almost three months, he may or not wanted a little bit more. But he didn't know if Reese was ready, he didn't want to push her.

   He then looked at the book and sighed.

   "So... Am I gonna stay here like a wall and do nothing or are we going to do something together? Like, you know, without this book." He groaned as she didn't reply, too focus on her book. He look blankly at her. "Babe?"

   "Mhm" She didn't lift her head.

   "Which one is actually more important huh? The book," he said with a disgusted voice for the last word. "Or me?" This time with a glorious voice.

    Reese rolled her eyes and lifted her head toward him. "What do you think dumbass?" he didn't respond. "The book" she said sarcastically, earnig a little frown from Stiles.

   "I'm not gonna respond to that. But, we can do something fun, you know? Something that is going to get off your mind for a moment." He replied as he put himself next to her on his bed.

   "Stiles, it's late. What could we do?" She went back to reading her precious book that was, at the moment, more important than her beloved boyfriend.

   "Reese, come on, you've been reading for centuries." He whined and threw his head into the pillow. But then, he thought of something that he used once for the same situation.

   He trailed his fingers all over her stomach, leaving small sensations where he had last his touchs. He raised his head to see if she was good, and see a small smirk on her face. He took this like an invitation to continued.

   He ran his fingers down to her tighs and went from her knee all the way up.

   Reese knew where it was going to end, but she didn't do anything to stop it, she was ready.

   "I think I realise what you were talking about." She said, Stiles only stared at her, waiting for her to continue as he keeps his fingers running on her thighs.

   "Mhm, something fun right?" He replied, earning a 'yeah' from her. "Did you already did it?"

   "No, but I wanted to. But not now, I mean, not when you're dad is downstairs." She respond with a smirk.

   "My dad's not here." Stiles said as he moved himself to kiss her neck. "So we can do funny things if you want." he mumbled against her neck.

    "That might be a great idea," she moaned softly. "But I'm reading, so you have to wait."

   "Mhm, I don't think I can wait." he mumbled once again against her neck.

    His fingers traced over her private area, causing her to chew on the inside of her cheeks, she wasn't letting him win just because he wants your attention.

    When she was about to let out another moan, she snapped her eyes toward him. His hand stopped and stayed on her mid-thigh as she gave him a glare.

    Stiles knows he was about to win and that she wasn't going to last long.

   He retracted his hand and stared back at her. The sexual tension was thick, but Reese did all to ignore it. She wanted to do it too, but she had to finish this book.

   "Thanks" She said when he moved his hand.

    Stiles looked around the room boringly and tried to find something interesting to do while she was occuped. But he didn't find because all his though was focus on his brown haired girl beside him.

   He snuggled his face into her neck and kept it there. He didn't care, he was getting something out of her, anything.

    He ran his tongue against her skin on her neck and sucked softly.

    Reese closed her eyes at the feeling, he was winning and she knew it.

    "Stiles, babe, I'm going to kill you" She whispered calmly, eyes still shut. She was accepting the feeling of his lips on her skin. He defenetly wins.

   "I don't care, I really want this." he said but quickly pull away, "You want this too?" He sighed happily as she softly nodded her head. He smiled at her and then climbed on top of her and started to kiss her.

   "You" kiss, "asshole" kiss "I lost" kiss " my" kiss "page" Reese tried to say between the kisses. She pull away and stared at him. "I'm so gonna kill you" She continued with a small smile.

   Stiles had a full smirk plastered on his face. "Kill me then"

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