"Oh my god," Stiles muttered to himself, his hands tightening their grip on his chair as Lily shifted. The blush was back on his cheeks and was slowly creeping to his ears and neck. "I didn't mean it that way and we both know it Lily."
Stiles tried to remain calm, not to let Lily win, but he was pretty sure she was an expert in all things that was related to sex. "I have a boyfriend you know. Big and scary one. Won't like you doing this. So please remove yourself from my lap."