I giggle as Stiles kisses my cheek and neck playfully. " Oh, God. Stiles, please stop. " I push him away but he's too stubborn. We get in my house through the front door. We just got here from the Amity Reunion. It's already 3 AM in the morning. We had stayed in the party longer than we thought. " Make me. " he whispers in my hear with a pinch of giggle. He holds my waists and keeps kissing my neck. It tickles. He suddenly takes my feet of the ground carrying me into his arms in bridal style. I squeal when he did. I hold onto him so I won't fall. He keeps giggling as I keep commanding him to put me down. He carries me to the couch and finally put me down. He sits beside me placing his arm on the side behind my back.
" Hi. " he says with a smile but I could see a mix of smirk there.
" Hi. " I reply with my eyes widening a little. My voice was ragged.
He kisses me deeply. Oh, the feeling of his lips on mine is just magical. I have to admit he's a very good kisser. His lips are so soft and it tastes good. His breath is minty and sweet. I place my hands on his shoulders pulling him closer to me. He stops catching his breath. I look at him waiting for him to do something else. He caresses my cheek smiling and looking at me.
" Strip for me. "
What.
My eyes widen as I give him a look. Wow. This is new. I am certainly surprised. But seriously, though. Stripping? I think he's joking. Is he joking? Please tell me you're joking.
I giggle but in a nervous way since I couldn't help it.
" Nice joke, Stiles but it's not funny. " I say looking down so he wouldn't see me blush.
" Oh, I wasn't joking. I meant it. " he says in a new deep bossy tone. My subconscious and inner goddess have been eating popcorn together in a comfy couch. They both screamed like fangirls.
I look up at him gulping. He's giving me this sharp look on his eyes. Is he dominating me?
" And, " there's a giggle in my voice. " How am I gonna do that? "
" Just strip in front of me. Take your clothes off slowly, dance. I don't know. Just please me. "
Take my clothes off?!
Slowly?!
In front of you?!
Dance?!
My inner goddess, subconscious and I all gape at him.
" Please you?! Why would I do that? "
" Don't worry. You'll get everything in return later. "
Later?!
" Okay...umm..." I stand up.
" Ready when you are. " he says before sitting up resting his palms on his knees and opening his legs just like every guy sits. He gives a smile mixed with a smirk again. He looks so delicious when he gives me that look.
I honestly don't know what I'm gonna do. Where to start and to end. I feel so nervous.
I move backwards leaving a little distance between us. I guess I read something about this stuff on the erotic romance books I read through all my days of reading. I definitely don't know how to be sexy or to turn him on. I mean, come on. We only had sex once.
I bite my lip and take my scrunchie off from the ponytail style it was in. I place my hair on the right side of my neck in a clean way. I look at him. He's waiting. Fuck.
I start with my white blesser taking it off slowly then dropping it on the ground. I bite my lip feeling nervous and hold the hem of my shirt lifting it up and taking it off. I keep looking at him so I wouldn't miss anything he's gonna do. He moves his leg a little. Something tells me I made him tingle. I smirk at him before sliding my tiny little shorts down and kicking them off. He presses his lips. I observe him. His breathing is different now. Oh, I turn him on.
I hold the hook of my bra ready to unhook it.
" Stop. " he suddenly commands.
I look at him and place my hands back on my sides resting.
" This is already perfect. " he says standing up and walking up to me slowly.
I glare at him a little. " Have you been in watching porn? "
" I've been reading them. "
Holy Shit.
" Turn around. " he commands. I follow as he says. I totally feel like Anastasia Steele from Fifty Shades.
I feel his fingers brush on my skin as he moves some stubborn curls on the left side of my neck. I bite my lip and he brushes his lips on my neck. I close my eyes and tilt my head giving him more access. The feeling is so delicious. I wiggle my toes a little. God, I have want him.
He breathes on my skin. It's so warm. I moan lightly at the feeling.
" Now, it's your turn to get your pleasure. " he whispers. Oh, my.
His hands snake around my waists rubbing my skin. I grin biting my lip. He starts kissing my neck as one of his hands slide slowly down there. My mouth opens as I keep breathing for air. His hand gets under my panties and then he starts rubbing me. I moan loud and hold his arms digging into his skin a little. I feel his finger tracing around my groin until it traces my line. I breath deeply. He sticks a finger inside me. I moan loudly and hold Stiles' hair from behind. Stiles bites the skin of my neck making me moan even more. He sticks another finger. I tug on his hair before pulling it. I wiggle at the feeling. He keeps doing this to me before he turns me around and kisses me fiercely. I kiss him back deeply with my hands buried in his hair pulling on it.
I realize he's still wearing his clothes. God. They're so annoying. I tug on his shirt wanting it off. " Stiles, take your clothes off. Please... " I sound like a kitten purring. He takes my hands off his shirt.
" Be patient. " he says and kisses me again deeply with a lot of tongue. Our salivas mix. It's so delicious. He bites my lower lip. I smile and enjoy it.
Before I knew it, Stiles pushes my back against the wall pressing his body on mine. My legs are wrapped securely on his waists. I could feel his boner growing against me. He invades my neck kissing all over it hungrily including my throat and chest. I moan in almost every kiss he gives on my skin. I feel Stiles' body move against me in an upward motion. His now hard erection is rubbing against my wet pussy. It took me a moment to realize that Stiles is actually grinding to me. My eyes widen at the realization. I hold his shirt from the back clutching on it violently.
" Fuck me, Stiles! " I say at the top of my lungs. I feel his lips brush on my cheek as he whispers on my ear.
" This may hurt. " Oh.
The next thing I knew, Stiles pushes me down on my own bed. I gasp when he did and grin at him. He smirks at me in return and starts to unbutton his shirt. I bite my lip watching him. When he was done with all the buttons, he takes his shirt off revealing those thick muscles on him. The sight of him half naked makes me want him more and more. I my so excited right now. I just need him in me right now.
He takes his pants off but not his boxers. Oh, man. My subconscious, inner goddess and me all pout at him. Stiles chuckles sexily. He slowly leans down and holds my feet. What is he doing? He suddenly pulled my body closer to him. I gasp and gulp looking up at him. My subconscious gasps loudly. He smirks at me before leaning lower and kissing my thighs. I smile and tilt my head back. He kisses on my stomach and belly. I giggle since it tickles. He chuckles back. I smile at him and place my head between my arms. He kisses each of my boobs. I watch him. He looks up at me as if asking for permission. His fingers brush on my back as he unhooks my bra. I never take my eyes off his. He does the same. I feel my bra slide from my shoulders to my arms and the it falls to the ground. I'm naked at the top already. He smiles and kisses me. I kiss back and wrap my arms around his neck. His body presses against mine. It almost feels like we're two different puzzles that finally found their combination.
We spent the rest of the night together in each other's arms rolling on the bed giving each other pleasure and love. It felt like magic. It seriously did.
***
I feel myself drift into my body again. I lazily open my eyes. My hand's on Stiles' chest and my head on his shoulder. I gaze up at sleeping face. He's so cute. Why is he so perfect? When I sleep, I look like a dead possum. Stiles has his shirt on. We both put on our clothes after our little fun time. I'm wearing my dress-like shirt too and my panties while Stiles, on his boxers and shirt. Though, I don't recall Stiles taking the condom off. The thought of it made my inner goddess and subconscious grimace shaking their heads slowly. They make me laugh. My left leg is resting on his stomach. His left arm wrapping me while the other resting on his side. I smile at our form.
Stiles inhales deeply then exhales moving a little. He opens his eyes and smile at me.
" Hey. "
" Hi. " I reply in a whisper since I could tell it's already in the middle of the night. Midnight perhaps.
" Couldn't sleep? " he asks giving me a weak smile but I think he looks so cute when he does that.
" No. I just woke up. " I rub my head slowly on him. He smiles and plays with my hair twirling a lock of it on his index finger.
" Lydia, can I ask you something? " his expression changes into a face full of worry.
" Of course. " I furrow my eyebrows a little and lean on my arm with my stubborn curly bangs invading the area of my eyes.
" Have you ever thought of our relationship getting into the next level? "
I blush deep red. What does he mean? Ooh. My subconscious and inner goddess tease me.
" I... Not really but I've thought of my feelings. " Shit. Why did I say that? My subconscious face palms.
" You have? " he looks a little surprised and interested.
" Yeah. " I press my lips together.
" Well, then, what do you feel from me? "
Oh, God. What am I gonna say? I don't know what to tell him. God, I'm so stupid. Kill me now. Please. I try to gather up the words in my mind and breathe in all the courage I could get.
" Nothing bad, actually. But, instead, it's something. " I shrug since it was all I could say.
He smiles and caresses my cheek softly. I lean on his touch like a puppy. I wait for what he's gonna say next.
" What about you? " I ask.
" Me? Well, I feel so much more than just something, Lydia. "
I feel my heart beat out of my chest and then it skips a beat. I gulp at what he just said to me then smile a cheeky smile. He chuckles lightly then kisses my forehead.
What could I feel for Stiles? The feeling is clearly unexplainable that I seriously can't describe it.
I just hope it wouldn't be anything bad...
***
Author's Note :
Inspired by Instagram.
I just saw Maze Runner: The Scorch Trials...
Don't get me started.
THANK YOU FOR READING!
- Kate