Cora Hale (toughesthale) wrote in onewaythreads, @ 2017-09-30 21:48:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | !complete, cora hale, stiles stilinski |
Who: Cora and Stiles
When: After this
What: Hanging out
Why: Because why not
Where: Their house, Stiles room
Status: Complete
Ratings: PG-13
Cora was highly annoyed. More so than usual for that matter. Her reason for being so annoyed? Peter was here, and so was the demon wolf. Though that man said he had changed his ways, Cora wasn’t so sure about it. But her annoyance was more directed towards Peter than anything else. She wondered if Derek had seen the net and how he felt about all this. Still, Stiles had offered to hang out. Even though they were literally down the hall from each other. It wasn’t long before she came to knock on his door.
“Stiles?” She said, not wanting to just open the door and walk in, even though this was her place. She was sharing it with him now, so she was going to give him privacy. Of course, this also meant she had to wear clothes more. So she made sure to have a tank top and shorts on with socks. Her short hair was held back by a band as she waited for Stiles to answer the door.
***
Stiles couldn't believe that even more people from back home had shown up in Preya. He had been dumb enough to comment Deucalion and now he wished that he hadn't since all it did was bring up things that had been going on at home for himself. The stuff he was still getting past.
So, when the knock finally came, he jumped off the bed, dropping the phone on the bed, and answered the door. "Cora," he moved out of the way for her to come on in. Out of habit, he shut the door once she was in and then moved back to the bed and plopped back down on it, grabbing his phone and setting it on the nightstand that was next to the bed. "You don't look happy. Let me guess...Peter?"
***
Once the door came open, Cora would walk inside. Her phone tossed to the mattress as she came to sit on the edge of the bed and lay back, Her deep browns coming to look up at the ceiling for the moment. “It’s always Peter.” She replied about not being in a happy mood. A deep sigh escaped her lips once more as she came to look over towards Stiles.
“Why does he ruin everything.” She replied with a grumble escaping her lips. Her arm coming to rest over her eyes. Everything else she could deal with. But now it seemed like more and more people from Beacon Hills were showing up. She still wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. “I need a distraction before I trash my phone.” She replied as she glanced over at her phone but soon looked back to Stiles.
“How are you holding up?”
***
Stiles watched Cora. It really was obvious that the conversation she had with Peter was getting to her. "Because he's Peter...?" he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"Well, first, let's leave the poor phone out of this. It did nothing wrong to you." He leaned over and grabbed Cora's phone before she could do what she said she was going to do. He set it down next to his own. "They can hang out together," he said with a goofy little smile.
The smile didn't last long, though. Her question made it go away. "I was doing fine until my conversation with Deucalion brought stuff back up again. I don't want to think about it. I'm trying to move on. It's just hard when people keep reminding me of things." So, it looked like they were both in a mood thanks to people from the network.
"I'm surprised that you're wearing clothes," he joked, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
***
She came to nod her head lightly. “Yeah same here. Telling me things happened that I have no idea about.” She said as she came to lay on the bed. She did watch as he took her phone away and her eyes narrowed for the moment. But she didn’t say anything about it since the phones were having their own conversation it seemed.
Already, she leaned on her elbows as she came to arch a brow when he said the clothing comment. A sly smirk came across her features as she shook her head.”Trying to get me naked, Stilinski?” She said laughing lightly. “You know, Derek threatens to rip your throat out with his teeth if you do anything to me that I don’t like.” She said laughing lightly.
“Plus, it’s still early.” She said laughing lightly as she came to brush her hair from her face for the moment. “Plans tonight?”
***
It sounded like they pretty much had the same type of conversations even though they were talking to two totally different people. It was really starting to feel like he and Cora were the only ones from an older point in their lives while everyone who kept showing up had lived a fair amount more of their lives. It kinda sucked. Especially when people started mentioning things that he had no idea about. "I wish they wouldn't say things..." It just made it harder. At least he thought so.
"What?" He looked at her a little wide-eyed. "No, not at all. I'm getting pretty used to you wearing much less than that," he said as he motioned to what she had on. "Wait, what? You told Derek...exactly what for him to say that?" Not that he would ever do anything to hurt Cora. He just wanted to know how that even got brought up for Derek to say anything like that.
"Is it?" It felt much later than what it was. "No," he said with a slight shake of his head. "I'm guessing you don't have any plans either."
***
She couldn’t help but laugh at his facial expression. “Told him you were staying with me for a bit. So he did the typical big brother thing.” She replied with a light shrug. “Told him I could take you on if anything.” She said with a firm nod as she glanced over in his direction. “He did say he’d hold you down.” She said laughing once more.
“But don’t worry. I really doubt you’ll do anything to piss me off anyways.” She said as she came to sit up on the bed, with her legs crossed Indian style. “You know we should do something. Not tonight, but holidays are coming up. Pretty sure none of us have had an actual holiday in a long time.” She said with a shrug and thought for the moment.
***
He rolled his eyes when she started to laugh and because of the way Derek acted when she told him that Stiles was staying with her. "He doesn't like me very much, does he?" It always felt that way and he wasn't sure why. "Okay, yeah, you could. But, come on, like I would do anything." He shook his head. "See, he hates me."
Still, Stiles wasn't really worried. He wouldn't do anything to hurt Cora. Although, he couldn't help but wonder how Derek would react if he found out that he's kissed, Cora. Nope, he really didn't want to think about that. "You're the second person to start talking about holidays to me." First, it was Roxy asking him what he was doing for Halloween and now Cora was talking about all of the holidays that were coming up. "You want to do holiday stuff?"
***
“He actually said you were a good kid.” She replied as she glanced over at Stiles once more. “Yeah, we use to do it when I was a kid. Least, what I can remember anyway.” She replied with a shrug of her shoulders once more. “Just a thought.” She added as she came to grab hold of his pillow and smack Stiles with it playfully.
A sly smile on her face as she came to snicker for the moment. Already she came to brace herself for when he would hit her back with the extra pillow. If he dared.
***
"Derek actually said that?" he asked, a little surprised by it. "Well, I'm not against doing something. I'm just not sure what we would do. I guess the first question is first, what are you doing for Halloween?" That was the next holiday, so that's where they could start.
"Hey!" He quickly grabbed the second pillow and smacked Cora with it. "What's with the pillow violence?"
***
She couldn’t help but laugh as she rolled off the bed when he hit her with the other pillow. She laughed a little more as she came to slap him with the pillow once more. “To get us out this funk.” She replied with a bright smile on her face as she came to a stand. That smile still on her features as she came to brush her hair from her face once more.
“Maybe we can throw a Halloween party?” She said to his question about Halloween since it was coming up in a few weeks. “We can have it at Derek’s since it’s a remote place and we can invite a few friends?” She said tossing the idea in his direction.
***
When Cora hit him again with the pillow he let himself fall over and acted dead. "You got me..." He played dead for a moment or two before turning over and looking over at her. "Right. Of course." He swung his pillow in her direction, not really sure if it would reach, but when it hit her arm, he smiled.
Stiles thought about Cora's idea for a moment. A Halloween party didn't sound so bad. It could actually be fun. "Yeah, let's do it. Do you think Derek will be on board with it?"
***
“Derek likes Halloween.” She informed him for the moment. Her frame coming to look at Stiles, before tackling him to the floor and pinning him down with her weight. “So, Halloween party it is.” She said since she knew Derek would agree to it, if she asked. And really, why would he say no to his baby sister? He wouldn’t and couldn’t.
But she soon came to look down at Stiles as she tilted her head and just sat on his chest. “If you dare say I’m heavy, I’ll bite you.” She said with a warning yet playful tone.
***
"That doesn't mean he'll like a party being thrown at his place." Liking a holiday was one thing. Dealing with people at a party was a whole other thing. "Ask him then." If Derek said no, then they could figure something else out.
He shouldn't have gotten up since that gave Cora time to tackle him to the ground. And now she was sitting on him. "Oh, no, you're not heavy at all. You're light as a feather. I can't even tell that you're sitting on me," he sarcastically said with a smile the whole time. He reached up poked at her side. "Are you ticklish?" he asked as he gave her sides a little tickle. If she were, then maybe it would make her move.
***
Once Stiles tickled her side, Cora found herself quickly falling off of him. “Hey, stop that!” She cried out. It was obvious at this time that she was tickling and really didn’t want anyone to learn this. Especially, if that anyone was named Stiles. Quickly she moved away as she glared in his direction at this time.
“You know, you’re so lucky I can’t bite or scratch you.” She said in a threatening yet playful tone. Her hand coming to brush her hair from her face for the moment as she came to a slow stand. Brown eyes watching Stiles closely. “Tickle me again and I won’t hold back.” She said warning him almost.
***
"Nah," he simply said as he kept on tickling her until she finally slid off of him. Well, that plan had worked out perfectly. He sat up and then stood up. "Now I know you're a tickling little wolf." And he'd be able to use that to his advantage whenever he needed to.
"Uh, what about this," he questioned as he lifted his shirt up a bit and pointed at the fading scratch marks that she had left on him. He let go of the shirt and started to slowly walk towards her, hands up, fingers wiggling like he was coming at her to tickle her some more. "Tickle, tickle, tickle."
***
Once he lifted up his shirt, Cora snickered lightly. “Those are light scratches.” She replied snickering. But backed away once he started with the wiggling of his fingers in her direction. “I swear to God Stiles, I will punch you,” She warned him at this point, and even balled up her first to prove she would do it if he tickled her again.
“You will sleep alone tonight, I swear it!” She said as she moved to his door and pushed it open. As if threatening to return to her room for the night. “And I’ll take my cupcake back!” She said searching for that sugary treat but didn’t see it. “...Did...You eat it already?!” She said glaring at him.
***
"Well, now they are since they're finally fading away." He would hate to see what she thought wasn't so light. He kept moving forward, stopping a foot away from her. He wanted to tickle her, but he also didn't want to get punched either.
"Alright, alright." He put his hands down, no longer threatening to tickle Cora anymore. "Yeah, good luck with that," he said with a chuckle. "Of course I ate it already. What was I supposed to do, just look at it?" He gave her a duh look and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
***
She came to narrow her eyes. “Share it!” She replied as she watched him closely. Her frame coming to sit next to him. “I can make them last longer” She replied with a smirk. Before he could say anything, her frame had tackled him onto the bed with her lips pressed against his suddenly.
Her hands coming to scratch at his sides as she brought her frame to straddle his frame. That light kiss, turning passionate suddenly as she came to suckle on his lower lip, as she came to let out a sudden enjoyable moan from their kissing. This would be the second time they kissed, and Cora was finding that she liked it.
A lot.
***
"Share what!? I ate it! There is no sharing to be done! You shouldn't have run away after dropping it off at my door," he told her as he looked at her. "Next time, stick around and I'll share," he smiled before adding, "maybe."
He probably should have moved. He had thought about moving. But it was too late. Cora had tackled him once again. When she kissed him, he kissed her back. He had no problem kissing her back. He liked kissing her.
When he had a chance, though, he finally got to say, "Why do you want to scratch me up for?"
***
She came to lean up with the help of her palms as she stared down at him and smiled. A light shrug of her shoulders given. “Primal instinct?” She said with a devious smile as she came to bring her lips to his neck, as she sucked on his skin. Making sure to leave a red mark.
Cora had noticed other marks on Stiles, but she didn’t say anything about it really. They were both adults. Her hands gripped at his sides as she let her nails scratch at his almost healed skin once again. Snickering slightly as she came to move her hands up his shirt and soon over his head.
This allowed Cora to move her lips lower on his neck to leave another bruised like marking.
***
Stiles looked up at her. "Sooo, you're trying to say that it's your wolfy side that's making you want to do it, huh?" That mischievous smile Cora had made him a tiny bit nervous. She was planning stuff. Or she wouldn't be looking at him like that.
He moved his head a bit, giving her more room to add even more marks to his neck. If he kept on the way he was keeping on his whole neck was going to be covered in nothing but hickeys.
He breathed in sharply when she started to drag her nails in almost the same exact same spot that she had done when they kissed the first time. "I'm glad you're amused," he said right before she pulled his shirt off.
So, he was once again shirtless. That seemed to be the normal thing now whenever he was around Cora. Oh well, if he couldn't wear his shirt, she couldn't wear her own anymore, either. He reached down and grabbed the hem of Cora's shirt and started to pull it upwards. "Maybe you should have come in here in your normal almost naked attire." It would have saved some time, that's for sure.
***
Once she felt his hand on the hem of her shirt and tugging, she couldn’t help but smile. Sitting up, she came to pull the shirt off her frame, only to reveal she wasn’t wearing a bra, why should she? She was home and it was night time.
“I changed my mind about not having plans.” She said suddenly as she came to press her lips against his earlobe and nibbled slightly. “I plan to do this all night.” She said as she whispered into his ear, as she suckled on his neck and scratched at his sides lightly.
***
He let go of her shirt when she sat up. She had pretty much taken over that little job. At least that meant his hands were free and the second the shirt was off, he was reaching up and touching her.
"Oh?" Obviously, something popped into her head for her to say that. "Soooo....biting and scratching..." Wasn't that the normal that went on between them?
Why should she have all the fun anyway? He grabbed a hold of her and moved them around until he was the one on top of her. He smiled down at her for a moment before he leaned in and started to kiss and nip at her neck. It was kind of useless to mark her since she'd heal, but she could still find out how it felt.
***
She couldn’t help but laugh when he tossed and turned to have his frame on top of her. Her legs coming to wrap around his waist as she came to stare up at him. But before she could say anything, she would lick her lips as she felt him kiss and nip at her neckline.
That audible moan escaping her lips as she felt the pressure from sucking on her skin. Even though her bruising wouldn't last long, it was a sensation she found she did enjoy. Her hands came to grip at his lower waist once more as she let her fingers slip under the hem of his briefs as she pulled him more between her legs.
The more he sucked on her neck, the more her body arched hard against his.
***
He was so glad that Cora found it funny that he had struggled a little to get them to their new position. And just for that, he bit her a little harder on her neck.
Well, if her moans were anything to go by, she was definitely liking what he was doing to her. So, he kept on nipping and marking up her neck just like she had done to him.
When she arched her body up into his he couldn't help but push his own body down into her's. He moved away from her neck and kissed her on the lips. It wasn't nice and sweet. It full of want.
***
Once she felt Stiles' lips bite into her neck, Cora couldn’t help but moan a bit louder. The mixture of pleasure and pain caused her body to shiver slightly. Already she came to lick at her lips, but once she felt his mouth crashed against hers, she couldn’t help but have her nails scratch at his bare back.
The way he pressed his body against hers, only caused her to grind her hips up into his own movements. It wasn’t long before her hands came to his waist once more as she felt the pants he was wearing for the night. A low moan escaped her lips once more as she tugged at his pants to be pulled off.
***
The way Cora reacted to the bite was something to remember. She liked it, which meant if he wanted to, he could be a little rough with her. She wasn't a delicate little flower, not that he saw her that way, so he didn't have to be so delicate with her. He took in a quick breath when she started to scratch her nails down his back. If anyone ever saw the scratches he had, they'd probably think he got into a fight with a cat.
He started to rock his hips more into her's. Moaning at the sensation that was being caused by their actions. He started to run his hand up along her side, stopping when he felt her trying to push off his pajama pants. He reached down and started help pull them off. It took a few moments and after some pulling and wiggling around he finally kicked them off.
***
Those muffled moans soon became audible when she broke that kiss. Feeling him help take off his pajama pants, she lifted her hips and came to wiggle out her own sweats she was wearing for the night. Her lips coming back to attack his neck and chest. Leaving those visible bruises on his skin.
Cora had come to force herself to pull from his lips as she came to glance down at their bodies. Which was only cladded in their underwear before she came to look up at Stiles. A deep tint of red came to adore her cheeks for the moment.
“I've never done it.” is all she said as she came to look away. Cora might have acted like she had an idea about anything sexual but she really didn't. Seeing how Stiles was her first kiss after all. She’d never had the opportunity to get close to someone because of her past.
Least not until now.
***
When Cora started to remove her own pants, Stiles helped her get them off as best as he could. They were definitely going a lot further this time around. Usually, it was just shirts and a bra that got removed. Not tonight. It was like each time they got together they got more bolder with one another, which wasn't a bad thing.
The kissing stop and he followed her gaze and then looked back down at her, noticing the blush that had crept onto her cheeks. He tilted his head a little, biting back a smile and the urge to tease her a little.
That urge went away, though when she spoke. "We don't have to." As much as he might want to he wasn't going to make her do anything that she didn't want to do. He reached up and made her look at him. "It's up to you."
***
Cora came to bite her bottom lip. Her hands still roaming over Stiles exposed skin. “I want too.,” she said as she came to pull Stiles more into her as her lips crashed against his.