Who: Stydia (Stiles/Lydia) When: Saturday night (2/24/18) Where: Stiles place What: Best friend kisses Why: Because they are warm? And he got her a gift! Status: Complete Ratings: Mild (Fade to black)
Lydia was thrilled to see Stiles and Scott where back, and they were themselves. It meant she could relax a bit more. But when Stiles mentioned a gift and showed that pretty bracelet, Lydia squealed. Already she made sure to text Mitch that she was going to go spend the night at Stiles and she would be back home first thing in the morning.
With a small bag with change of clothes tossed in the car, she had made her way to Stiles place.The drive wasn’t long, so she was thankful for that. Once that car pulled up and parked, Lydia would be jumping out, opening the door since Stiles said it was unlocked. “Hi Scott!” Is all Lydi said, hugging the Alpha.
But her attention came to the one on the couch as she came to tackle Stiles and hug him tightly as she heard Scott grumble and walk out the door.
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Stiles hadn’t moved from his spot on the couch. Even when Lydia came bursting in through the front door. Even after he saw her coming towards him and pouncing, just like she said that she would.
“And hello to you, too,” he said as he hugged her back. “Did you miss me that much or something?” he asked, smiling as he did so. “I saw the bag…staying the night then?” That was probably a stupid question, but he still had asked it anyway.
* Lydia came to nod her head when asked if she was staying the night. Of course she was, duh! Already she came to straddle Stiles and stare down at him with a bright smile. “Come on, where is it.” She said poking and pulling at his shirt. “Where is my pretty gift!” She said with a bright smile on her features as she came to pull at his shirt again to look down it.
Already she made a scrunched up face at Stiles for the moment. “You will get no kisses if I don’t get my bracelet.” Lydia said playfully shaking Stiles. “I swear to god, I will strip you naked dammit!” She said pulling at his shirt at this point laughing.
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Stiles looked up at Lydia and swatted at her hand when she started tugging on his shirt. “Well, it’s not down my shirt! What could would that do!?” Damn, maybe he should have been holding it out before she came through the front door. At least then he wouldn’t be getting assaulted or threatened with getting stripped down. “Somewhere close by, that’s where it’s at,” he told her with a smile.
“Oh my god. You’re crazy.” He pulled the bracelet from out of his plaid shirts pocket and held it up to her face. “Here it is. Stop abusing me,” he jokingly said.
* “Hey no swatting!” Is all she said as she came to take the bracelet and smile brightly. Already putting it on her wrist as she smiled even more towards Stiles. “You like the abuse! I’ve seen your chats with Scott.” She said teasing as she came to stick her tongue out at Stiles for the moment.
Red hair brushed back as she came to grab at his face and place kisses all over him. She did say she would kiss him, and he did tell her to go for it. So here she was. Assaulting Stiles with kisses all over his face as she held his wrist down so he couldn’t stop her loving assault.
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“Oh, I’m sorry. Should I just sit here and take your abuse?” Stiles swatted at her again just to show that he wasn’t going to just sit there and let her manhandle him like that without some kind of retaliation.
At least she stopped when she got what she wanted, which was the bracelet. “You’ve only seen some of the stuff that gets said between us.” She had no idea how much more worse it got when things were just between the two of them.
“Oh, hey, okay. Getting attacked again…” It wasn’t so bad. Although he wanted to laugh when she pinned his wrists down. He could easily break free. And he pulled one free just to show how easily he could do it.
* When he came to pull one hand free she made a face. “Hey no using wolfy strength!” She said as she came to flick his nose for the moment. “Oh yeah? What kind of pervy things do you guys say to each other, I wanna know.” She said snickering for the moment.
Lydia wiggled a bit to get herself comfortable, since it was obvious she wasn’t going to get off Stiles anytime soon. Which was literally the normal for these two. They had special relationship, and nothing was going to change that. “Come on, show me.” She said poking his stomach at this point.
Emerald eyes looked around for his phone as she started patting his thighs as she shifted from time to time. “I know you have freaky videos, I wanna see!” She said laughing against as she came to stick her tongue out once more at him, playfully.
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“What’s the point of having it if I can’t use it?” He pulled the other wrist free after asking the question. “You don’t really want to know.” And he wasn’t really going to tell her or show her either. Especially with the things Scott decided to send him. Yeah, no, he did not think Lydia needed to see those things at all.
Oh my god, did she have to wiggle around like that while sitting on his lap? He really wished she’d stop doing it. Like, right now. “No way, perv,” he told her with a shake of his head.
“Why do you want to see them?” He didn’t have his phone on him. He set it down on the coffee table, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. “Put that thing away or I’m going to flick it.”
* Was Lydia aware of what Scott had done to Stiles? No of course not! She was just being herself with him. “I am not a perv! You are.” She said poking his chest at this point. She wiggled a bit more, but more so to get back to her comfortable position. Her knees coming to his sides on the couch as she came to rest her hand son his lower stomach.
“You got a little tan, I see.” She said with a bright smile on her features. “Why not?” She asked about the videos as she came to think for the moment. A smile coming over her face as Lydia came to lick up the front of Stiles face playfully as she started laughing suddenly.
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“You are since you’re like begging to see what I have on my phone.” He wasn’t pervy. He couldn’t help what Scott would send him. Especially whenever he got to hang around Lydia. It was like hanging out with Lydia was some kind of cue to Scott to start teasing Stiles with stuff. He swatted at her poking hand. “Stop that.”
He glanced down at then looked back up at Lydia. “Yeah, well, Scott kept hiding my shirts. Kind of hard not to get a little tan.” It wouldn’t last anyway. It never did. He’ll be back to being his pale normal self soon enough. “Because I doubt that you really need to see the things Scott has sent me. That’s why.” What was that? Did she seriously just lick him? “Did you go crazy while I was gone?”
* She laughed suddenly when he asked if she went crazy. “No. I’m just glad you guys are back.” She said with a firm nod. “Don’t worry, Mitch had to assure me he wasn’t going to leave me.” She said with a firm nod of her head as she came to poke at Stiles chest playfully once more. “Plus, I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever. So I have to tease you.”
She said as she came to brush her red hair from her face. But Lydia came to grab Stiles face suddenly and place a hard pop kiss on his lips as she pulled away making sound effects “MUAH!” She said laughing. “FOr the bracelet.” She said with a firm nod as she looked to her bracelet and smiled at it for the moment.
Emerald eyes looking back to Stiles. “You know, he’s probably gonna hid your shirts here now, right?” She said knowing that sounded like something Scott would do.
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“At least you’re not mad. I tried to contact you guys, but we couldn’t talk to anyone that wasn’t on the island.” He had tried, a lot. He even went investigating with Sharon to see what they could find out about the phones and just any other thing that could have been hidden from everyone. Obviously they found nothing. “Riiight, you have to make up for all the time spent apart, right?”
He was pretty sure Lydia was on something. She was acting way to crazy right now. Although, he’d be lying if he said he didn’t like all of the kisses that she was giving him. “You’re welcome,” he told her with a smile. “I couldn’t make up my mind. It was between that one and another. I kept going back and forth before I got that one.”
He nodded at what she had said. “Yeah, I know it. It’s pretty much already been said. I told him he has to give them to me when I got to school and work, though. Then again, I could just steal his shirts if he’s going to steal mine.”
* “That is such a boyfriend thing to do.” She said laughing as she came to brush her hair back once more. “You guys are funny.” She said with another nod of her head as she glanced over to Stiles. “Cora’s mad?” She asked, since hi stating that comment didn’t go unnoticed to her.
Still Lydia came to tilt her head once more towards Stiles as she brushed her hair over her shoulder. Was Lydia on something? Of course not, she was just being overly.. herself right now.
“But yeah, you should totally steal his shirts. I steal Mitches shirts to sleep all the time. He hates it.” She replied snickering. “But they smell like him so I do it. Especially when he’s not home at nights.”
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“What? Steal each other’s clothes? He started it.” Yep, that’s what he was going with. The whole he started it. I had nothing to do with it route. “Yeah, she’s mad. She got kind of snippy at me over the net and she’s still not home,” he told her. He had no idea if Cora was still at the shop or if she went somewhere else.
He watched her as she messed with her hair some more. He was seriously about to move her, get a rubber band and tie her hair back so she’d quit screwing with it.
“You’re stealing them to sleep in. Scott just doesn’t want me to wear any shirts anymore. He also wants to like pimp me out or something.” He paused for a moment before asking. “Why isn’t he home at night?”
* Lydia made a slight face. “She hasn’t said anything on the net except the first day you guys disappeared. After that, no ones really heard from her.” She said as she shrugged lightly about Cora. When Stiles mentioned pimping, Lydia just blinked. “Like a hooker?’ She said with an unsure face. “What kind of freaking things are you two into?!” She said with a screwed look over her features at this point. But soon the question of why Mitch wasn’t home at nights was made, and she came to shrug.
“I don’t know… Just know he’s not home at nights half the time.” She replied as she came to look at Stiles for the moment. “I know he likes to go for walks, so I’m sure he’s doing that. Aside the walking no real idea what he does outside the apartment.” She thought for a moment. “I mean, Hurley’s gone so I’m sure he’s just glad to not have to worry anymore.”
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“She probably just pulled into herself since we disappeared without a word. We really had no idea that nobody knew what was going on with any of us.” He still didn’t get why they couldn’t communicate with anyone outside of the island. Hearing how Cora acted while they were gone…it really made him wish he could’ve said something to her.
“No,” he said as he started to laugh, “Not like a hooker. He said I should model and he’ll manage me. So, no it’s not some kinky, weird stuff. Anyway, weren’t you just begging to see my phone like ten minutes ago? You can’t be that worried about the “freaky” stuff that we’re into.”
Okay, that just sounded weird to him. “It’s not like he’s gonna look for that psycho anymore. Doesn’t it make you curious what he’s up to?” Stiles was curious, though! What was his freaky, old looking clone up to at night?
* “I mean yeah. But I could always just ask him.” She said about Mitch and his late night adventures, so it wasn’t too bad. “I will find--” She said looking around until she spotted that phone. “HA!” She said jumping off of Stiles and grabbing at his phone on the table.
Laughing easily as she came to literally run up those stairs away from him. Which she was pretty sure was useless to do, but still, it was fun to just be themselves with each other right now. Already Lydia powered on his phone to see what freakiness Scott sends him.
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“But you don’t want to?” Stiles asked, genuinely curious. He didn’t always pry, but he did get curious from time to time. “NO!” Damn it! He thought Lydia had given up on looking for his phone. He jumped up and tried to grab it away from her before she took off.
“Lydia!” He took off after her. “Give that back! You really don’t want to look!”
* Lydia was already laughing as she came into Stiles room. But all her snickering came to a stop when she saw those small video clips on his phone. Her cheeks burning a bright red for the moment as she literally just sat on the edge of that large bed.
Well.. That was certainly a side of Scott she hadn’t expected to see. Really, she didn’t think it was anything like that… In fact she wasn’t really too sure what to expect. But emerald eyes just stared at his screen as that video clip repeated once more.
Her mouth was literally open for the moment, in slight shock as she felt her that hard blush creep over to her ears. Legs closing tightly at the knees as she came to look up at Stiles once he came into the room.
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Seriously how in the hell did Lydia get away from him so quickly? It seemed like an eternity before he finally made it to the bedroom. He stopped a foot away from her. It was too late. She had already seen it. The look on her face, the way she was sitting, hell he could smell the mixture of emotions coming off of her now, it was all tell tale signs that she had seen what Scott had been sending him.
“Didn’t I tell you not to look?” He reached out and snatched the phone out of her hand and turned the video off. He seriously needed to put a password lock on his phone especially if he was going to have nosy best friends wanting to take a peek at it. “I bet you’ll listen to me next time, huh?” He put his phone into sleep mode and then set it down on the nightstand.
* It took Lydia a moment to even form words. “...That image… Is forever burned in my head now…” Her friends were freaky little pervs… Each and everyone one of them. Minus her, she was innocent and sweet. Still she felt her skin red as she pressed her knees tighter together.
“That… Was a whole lot of Scott..” She said as she came to grip her skirt and soon look up to Stiles. “Pervs, the both of you.” At this point, Lydia really refused to move off the little spot she claimed hers right now. Sure, she and Mitch did their thing, but Lydia was always easily worked up. Which is what Mitch used against her when in their moods, though she didn’t mind it at all.
But for the moment she just sat very still on that mattress. Her heart was beating rapidly as she came to look away from Stiles for the moment. Trying to control herself, but really failing for the moment, since the image replayed in her head.
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“I warned you,” was all Stiles said as he sat down next to her on the bed. “But you didn’t listen to me. You wanted to see what was sent.” And now she was forever going to have that image of Scott burned into her head. “And now I’m thinking about it…which is not a good idea.” Damn it. He was going to smack Scott upside the head when he saw him again.
“Oh and you’re innocent?” He seriously doubted that. “Anyway, he’s the one sending me that stuff.”
And now it was just getting awkward. “Sooooooo…should I leave you alone for a bit?” She was turned on. He could smell it. Not that he was trying to, but yeah, sometimes it couldn’t be helped.
* Lydia came to eye Stiles for the moment as she shook her head. “...I’ll… Be fine.” She said nodding her head. “And I am innocent. Compared to you two, I’m a fucking saint.” She said shaking her head for the moment. A deep sigh escaped her lips. Her head came to rest on Stiles shoulder. “Besides, I can’t get myself off… I get bored…” She said as she shook her head.
Emerald eyes came to glance at Stiles a moment, before rolling her head and laying back on the bed, with her hands over her still red face. “I am never touching your phone!” She said shaking her head, as she brought her legs up in the air and kicked out of frustration before rolling into a ball for the moment.
“So glad I don’t live in this house, with all the perviness that goes on between you two.” She said as she glanced over to Stiles for the moment.
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“Are you sure?” he asked, eyebrow raised. Because he would leave her alone if she really wanted him to. “Ha-ha-ha, I don’t know why, but I don’t believe you.” He just couldn’t imagine Lydia being totally innocent. “I guess I shouldn’t tell you that he sent me that stuff right before you came over.” Hey, it wasn’t like he was over sharing anymore. She dived in deep when she stole his phone and took off to look at what was on it. “Okay, I won’t leave you alone then.”
He looked over his shoulder, watching as Lydia hid her face behind her hands. “No use hiding that pretty red face of yours…” He did grin when she said she wouldn’t touch his phone again. “Good. You shouldn’t have touched it in the first place. Serves you right.” Now he to laugh. Because now it was funny. “People never want to listen to me.”
He shook his head at her statement. “We’re not always pervy,” he pointed out. “Anyway, if you did live here…you’d probably be as pervy as we are.” He scooted back a bit and then laid down on his back, staring up at the ceiling. “Poooor Lydia,” he said in a teasingly way as he reached over and patted her arm. “Bet you won’t be able to look Scott in the eye for a while.”
* Someone thought they were funny, didn’t they?! Still, she came to glare at him. “I am very innocent!” She said in defense. “Wait, he sent you that before I came over??” She asked as she came to look at Stiles lay back on his back on the bed. HEr frame rolling over and coming to straddle him once more as she glared at him.
“Pervs the both of you! Sending you that…. THAT! Before I get here!” She said shaking her head as she came to cover her face once more, as she felt it get red one more as she thought of the video once more. Her head shaking as red hair fell over her face to keep her hidden from Stiles.
“Oh god…” She said thinking about Scott now. “How the hell am I gonna look at him and not get...Get all…” She grumbled as she covered her face more in possible with her hands. “I blame you and not locking your phone!”
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Yes, somebody thought they were very funny. Stiles had to laugh at all of this. He warned Lydia over and over that she did not want to see what he had on his phone and yet she stole it and looked. It’s her own fault! “Yeah,” he said with a nod of his head, “He did. And then he said, “have fun with Lydia!”. And then you showed up five minutes later.”
Now he was looking up at her again since she was straddling him once again. He really hoped that Cora didn’t come home anytime soon or she might get the wrong idea. “I didn’t tell him to send me that stuff! He likes to do that to me when he knows I can’t do anything about it!” He laughed again when she started to hide her face. “It’s still affecting you…I can smell it…”
He shrugged. “That’s your problem. Not mine!” He rolled his eyes. “I didn’t think I needed to lock my phone. I thought maybe certain people would listen to me by now when I give a warning. But noooooooo, somebody just haaaaaaaad to look.” Yes, he was teasing her. How could he not? He was going to keep on for quite some time.
* “Oh my god Stiles!” When he said he could smell it, all she could do was hit at his chest suddenly. “So pervy!” Is all she added as she came to shake her head on him. When she listened to hear what Scott did, all she could do was shake her head. Scott was evil, Lydia was learning this now.
“Have fun with Lydia… Lydia wants to have fun right now but can’t! I’m going to kill him… “She said firmly as she crossed her arms and kept her position over Stiles for the moment. “And I blame you, because this is all your fault somehow! And don’t think I don’t notice you enjoying this!”
She rolled her eyes. “It’s not fun being sexual frustrated right now!” She said poking his lower stomach for the moment.
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“Sorry! I can’t help it.” He rubbed at the spot that she smacked. He was trying not to pay attention to the way Lydia was, but it was pretty damn hard to ignore.
“Now you know how I feel. He gets me going with that stuff and then says that and takes off. He teased me when we stayed at your house a few weeks ago.” Yeah, he was telling on himself since they weren’t supposed to be on their phones. But he had snuck on at one point and Scott pretty much did to him then what he did tonight. Fucking tease. “What?” he asked, eyes wide. “Why am I getting blamed for your sexual frustration? I told you not to look. And that you didn’t want to look. Blame yourself for not listening to me. Because everyone forgets that Stiles is usually right!” He shrugged, flashing her a quick smile. “Yeah, well, you did it to yourself and it’s funny.”
He poked her side after she poked his lower stomach. “I know. I offered to go away. So, uh, what should we do now?”
* When he poked her side, she squealed suddenly and wiggled over him for the moment. “Hey hey!! You are going to start things you can’t finish dammit!” She said as she wiggled on him a little more before poking his stomach once more. When he asked what they should do, Lydia made a light face.
“I don’t know.. Pretty sure we both pretty much want to fuck right now because of that fucking video.” She shook her head as she leaned to sit up straight and brush her hair from her face for the moment. Already she grabbed a strand of her hair and used it to tie her hair up in a makeshift ponytail to keep it back from her features.
“Yeah yeah, Stiles word is law I get it.” She said rolling her eyes and looking down at him. And because Lydia could be evil to Stiles, she rolled her hips against his. “I should tease you now so you can feel my pain!”
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“You’re the one poking, I’m just poking back!” Stiles really did wish she’d stop wiggling around, though. It wasn’t helping! He poked again after she poked. If she was going to poke then he was going to poke.
“Well. Yeah. No thanks to Scott. We should get him back.” It could be fun thinking up something with Lydia. Two against one and all that. “Do you need something for your hair?” he finally asked. It was probably something he should have asked her sooner since she kept fidgeting with it.
“Now you’re getting it!” Okay, he didn’t really think that way, but he was usually right about most of the things he said to people. “Lydia…don’t.do.that.” She really needed to stop that. Like, right now. He grabbed her by the hips like that was supposed to stop her from doing what she was doing.
* “Stop what? This?” She said as she came to feel his hands rest on her hips, hips that once again rolled and grinded against him for the most part. Her hands coming to rest on his chest as she came to look down at him. “See...If I’m going to be frustrated.” She said rocking her hips against his a bit harder. “Than so are you.” She said with a firm nod of her head.
“Might need a tie for your hands though.” She said snickering as she came her gaze down at him for the moment. She didn’t really bother moving his hands from her hips as she thought of a punishment for Scott. He was right, they did need to get him back for this. “Send him a video in return when he’s not home.” She suggested as she gripped is chest a bit tighter and kept rocking her hips against his.
That light bite to her lower lip seen as she thought more on a punishment, since Stiles was getting his right now.
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“Not a good idea…” This was bad. This was so bad. He should push her off. But he wasn’t doing it. Why wasn’t he doing it? Because it felt good. Because he was frustrated no thanks to Scott and his fucking teasing.
“Why?” He’d just break whatever it was she used on him. “Nah, that would be something enjoyable for him. And that’s not the point of payback.” It needed to be something else. He just didn’t know what that something was yet.
Was it punishment? It sure as hell didn’t feel like it! He closed his eyes for a moment before he looked back up at her with golden eyes. “…you’re going to get us in trouble…” He didn’t want to react to what she was doing, but if she kept on, he isn’t going to be able to stop himself.
* Lydia just stared at Stiles for the moment. Hearing that Scott would enjoy the videos she’d think of a different punishment. Her fingers came to move to his chest, just to slip under the shirt and lightly scratch at his skin now. A light smirk over her features as she watched his facial expressions.
“Looks like you like it.” she said as she grinded into him a bit more. “Send him a video of you getting teased?” she suggested for the moment as she came to lick at her lips once more. She still wasn't sure if that would get Scott riled up the way Stiles was. The alpha did have more control.
“Shh.” is all she said to his last statement as she leaned upward and grinded into him once more. It was horrible, that Lydia knew how to tease Stiles. But that damn video was the cause of it.
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“Of course I do!” Did she seriously think he was going to hate it or something? “And you know it.” She was enjoying it far too much or she would have stopped by now. But she kept on. Neither one of them was stopping this. “No. Stop thinking of things that he’d more than likely like. And I’m not giving him something that’ll get him to go fuck Art.” That made him just grip onto Lydia’s hips even harder.
This was too much. He seriously couldn’t hold back anymore. It felt like the animalistic side of him was starting to take control. He let go of her hips and grabbed a hold of her in a way so that he could flip them around so that she was now on her back and he was one on top. He stared down at her for a moment before he started to grind down against her.
* Lydia couldn't help but snicker lightly at Stiles. Just to feel him grab her hips a bit tighter and suddenly roll them over so she was the one pinned down had a slight gasp escape her lips. Emerald eyes came to stare up at Stiles for the moment, but when he grinded in return against her, well. That caught her off a bit, because she hadnt expected it.
A light moan suddenly escaped her lips as she came to hid her face with her hands at this point. It was bad enough she teased him, but to have it returned was even worse. Especially with what she was wearing. The hem of her skirt had lifted up when he rolled them over, just to reveal glimpses of those black lace panties and garter she typically always wore.
“Stiles…” she said softly as she kept her face hidden, and the feel of her legs wrapping around him came next. “That.. feels good…” she said lightly as she pushed her hips into his.
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Lydia moaning and saying it felt good just made him keep going. Because, yeah, it felt good. Way too good. And he wanted her so fucking badly even though he shouldn’t.
And why was she covering her face? They were way past the point of being embarrassed. That ship totally sailed like ten minutes ago. “Don’t cover your face,” he practically demanded as he gave the side of her thigh a hard smack. That should make her stop with the hiding.
* “Fuck” was the only thing that escaped her when Stiles smacked her thigh. Emerald eyes came to stare up at him, hands coming under hair hair to toss it back and out her face, so she wouldn't use it as a means to hide anymore, since someone demanded it. “ So demanding.” is all she said as she came to grip at the loops of his jeans and push her hips more into him.
This was way beyond bad at this point. And it didn't help matters that neither of them wanted to really stop, because the whole situation as bad as it was, felt so damn good. Still, Lydia came to bite at her lower lip as she pulled at Stiles jeans. Wanting them off at this point.
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Just like he thought, the smack got her to stop hiding behind her hands and her hair. She was the one who started this. She could at least not hide behind anything. “You like it. Admit it.” Or else it wouldn’t have gotten a reaction. That’s what he thought anyway.
He knew what she wanted by the way she was tugging at his jeans. But that would mean stopping and getting them off and he really didn’t want to stop. Then again he didn’t really want that dress on her anymore. “Take this off,” he told her as he grabbed at the dress and yanked on it. He was going to have to move. He knew that. So he moved until he was off of her and off of the bed.
* “Maybe.” she said about liking the smack. But when he tugged at her dress, Lydia came to stare at Stiles a moment. Watching him move off the bed, as she came to lift her lips and pull down the skirt until it was completely removed and tossed to the floor. Her top soon following.
Already she came to lean up on her elbows, as that black bra and panties set came into view with the garter around her waist. Licking at her lips slightly she kept her focus on Stiles. Legs coming to rub against each other since she missed the feeling of him grinding into her already.
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“Only maybe?” He doubted it was a maybe. But if she didn’t like it, he would have to remember not to do that to her again.
He watched her as she started to remove the dress. He could have been taking off his own clothes when she had been, but he wanted to watch her instead. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her before. But the last time they had been together, it was different. This was different.
He finally took off his own shirts and his jeans. The only thing left was his underwear. She was in hers and he was in his. He reached down and ran his hands up along her thighs, making sure not to touch her right where she would want to be touched. It was fun teasing her just like she had been teasing him.
* “Maybe I like it when you do it.” she said as she licked at her lips. When Stiles came to remove his shirt and jeans she bit at her lower lip. But when he touched at her thighs only, she whimpered slightly. Her hips already pushing upward.
Her hands came to grip at the hem of his boxers as she tugged at them. “Come here..” is all she said as she tugged again, until Stiles got near her. The sudden feel of her lips pressing against his came next, as she brought her nails to his sides and scratched roughly. He was a werewolf, so she knew it wouldn't leave a mark.
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Stiles liked hearing that. She liked it when he did it. That just made him grin.
He moved closer to her when she first tugged him forward and even more so when she did it again. He couldn’t get any closer since his legs were now hitting the bed. The only way he could get closer would be to get back on top of her again. When she kissed him, he didn’t hesitate to kiss her back. He wanted to do that when she had been on top of him. The scratching, though, that made him moan into the kiss. At least now if she broke any skin it would heal, like it never happened.
He pulled away, breaking the kiss, but only long enough to push her down roughly and then climb right back on top of her. It wasn’t long before his lips were crashing into her’s in a rough kiss.
* Just hearing him moan into the kiss, when she scratched him had her grinning for the moment. Though, a slight whimper escaped her when he pulled away. But that whimper turned into a moan/gasp when Stiles roughly pushed her down and came back between her legs. The feel of his lips roughly kissing her, had her nails scratching at his back, as she moaned into his mouth.
Legs coming to wrap around his waist as she felt her tongue lap over his for the moment. Her hand crept up his back and soon through his hair as she gripped tightly, and tilted his head slightly to the side so she could kiss him more. Everything was different this time. He was rougher, more confident in what he wanted. Lydia wasn’t sure what it was. But she was pretty sure it had something to do with him being turned.
It changed everything about him, and it was hard not to notice. Both of them knew they should stop. This wasn’t a good idea. But they were far past the point of stopping now.
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He ran a hand alongside her thigh and over all the lacy bits of fabric that she still had on. It still felt like she had too much on. He should have made her take it off before he climbed back on top of her.
He continued to kiss her. It never turned into anything sweet an innocent. It was all the opposite of how they had been the first time together. The more he touched her and kissed her and ground down into her, the more he wanted her. She was intoxicating.
“I want the rest of this off of you,” he said as he started pulling on the lacy little bits she had left on. He could just rip it off, but he didn’t need Lydia yelling at him afterwards.
* Lydia had shuddered at the way Stiles was touching over her skin and the lace of what she was wearing. When he came to kiss her, she couldn’t help but moan into his mouth. Just the feel of how rough he was being had her skin burning. There was nothing sweet about this, this was pure carnal need and desire fueling them both. How long had they wanted to do this, since the first time?
When he came to pull away, she whimpered slightly. But when she heard his next demand, Lydia came to bite at her lower lip for the moment. “You want it off.. Take it off, show me just how badly you want this.” She said in a single breath as she came to lean up and bite at Stiles neck. The feel of her tongue rolling over that healed mark was soon felt.
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If that’s what she wanted. Then okay. He got up again, but this time he pulled her up off of the bed with him. And he wasn’t that kind about it. He was still being pretty rough with her. But not enough to hurt her. He’d never hurt her.
He looked her over for a moment before he went to work getting her bra off. That was easily removed and tossed to who knew where. The garter belt, he wasn’t too sure about. He never dealt with one before. Lydia hadn’t been wearing anything like it the last time they were together and it wasn’t something that Cora and Malia had ever worn. “How do you get this stupid thing off?”
* Once she was lifted off the bed and to her feet, she felt her bra removed and tossed. But when he asked how to take off the garter, that had her laughing suddenly. Ashake of her head as she motioned him to look. “It slips off. Least this one does.” She said as she pulled it off her hips and legs and kicked it off to the side. A soft lick to her lips was made as she came to look up at Stiles.
Fingers came to lightly toy with the hem of his boxers as she pulled and let them slap against his skin playfully as she snickered. Her hands coming to grip at his hips once more as she let her nails dig into his skin for the moment. Both at this point were only in panties and boxers.
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“Oh.” Well, if he knew that he could’ve gotten it off. He just hadn’t been too sure of it. The thing was gone now and it didn’t matter anymore! There was only one piece of clothing left and it would soon be gone like the rest of the stuff she had on.
He looked down and then back up at her again. “Find that funny?” He would’ve grabbed her by the wrist but that was when she dug her nails into his skin. He leaned in and kissed her before pushing her back down onto the bed. He smirked at her and then grabbed the sides of her panties and pulled them off in one quick motion.
He tossed those, removed his own underwear and kicked those to the side. No more clothes. They were both completely naked now.
* When she was pushed onto the bed, she couldn’t help but snicker. The feel of her panties removed and tossed had her biting her lower lip, so when Stiles tossed his boxers soon after, all she could do was lean up and grip at his hips once more. This time pulling him between her legs as she brought her lips to crash against his.
Her legs coming to rub against his side, as she could feel her bare folds slightly rub against his exposed head for the moment. A deep moan escaped her lips as she came to bite at Stiles lower lip as she pulled away. Nails racking down his back, as she came to leave bite marks along his neck and shoulder that quickly healed.