Lily made quick work of Stiles' belt, a small clearing of her throat masking the clink of the metal. They were still in the library after all, and Lily wasn't a fan of detentions. Luckily, the closeness of their bodies gave her enough cover, as she slid her hand between his skin and the waistband of his underwear.
"But you're soooo hard," she cooed, wrapping her fingers around the heat of his erection, and giving him a solid stroke, from root to tip.
"I just want to make you feel better. That can't be all bad, can it?"