Scott gasped breathlessly as he tried to keep up the thrusting at the pace that Stiles wanted. He was so turned on, and he pushed in deeper, brushing up against Stiles' prostate. He felt so amazing, "I won't stop." He gasped against the other boy's lips. He felt so amazing. This was easily the best sex he'd ever had. He loved Stiles more than he had ever loved anyone. It felt great to be having sex with someone he cared so much about.
When Stiles said that he loved Scott too, Scott had a suspicion that he didn't mean it in the same way, but the fact that Stiles was enjoying himself was good enough for Scott at the moment. He shivered as he leaned to kiss Stiles again, keeping his hips at the fast pace he'd started them at, This was all he had imagined and more. He was breathless too, and it was getting hard for him to speak too, this was turning him on immensely. He was glad to do this for Stiles, help him forget what was bothering him. Scott could go like this all night if he had to, he was feeling so amazing.
"Fuck, Stiles, FUCK!" He gasped, his hand sliding down to help Stiles pump his cock, his long fingers moving over Stiles', trying to match the pace that his hand had set. Scott's lips moved over Stiles' collarbone, shivering more. He sucked lightly, as his hips kept moving. His other hand gripped Stiles' ass in order to keep thrusting.