Oh I just can't quit you!! <3 <3 Up to you if Stiles is human or Omega5by5_lehaneOctober 26 2012, 17:24:41 UTC
[Heat week. A colossal pain in the ass when you're one of the few female Alphas in the entire district. But all the same, she's expected to put in an appearance at each province, sniff around at the eligible Omegas until she gets bored and goes back to her pack to find a few Betas to screw senseless for a week.
Faith prowls along the packs of Betas, all smoky eyes, scarlet lips and dark leathers. A predator moving among the wolves she fought to keep safe.
There were some serious perks to this job, Faith muses as she leans to sniff at a few more wolves. Another year, another bust. Maybe she'll try and pick up Hale again, have a little fun between Alphas for a few days..
"Stiles, be quiet. It's not that much longer," a voice hisses.
Faith glances towards the noise, her eyes settling on the talker. All arms and legs and kinda geeky. Secretly? Completely her type. The Alpha saunters through the pack before catching his shirt in her fist.] You're comin with me, chatty. See your friends in about a week or so.
Don't ask. Don't even fight it. [Faith presses her body against his, running her fingers along his shoulders. Finally. His Heat is rising enough. She was starting to get impatient, but as long as he wasn't too hesitant, they'd be fine. Leaning in again, she licks at his neck, tasting him.] Come on, don't fight it.
[An answering growl rises in her throat, encouraged by the whimper. He was hers to lay claim to for the week. Tall, skinny and exactly what she wanted. Her thumb drags along his lip before catching his mouth in a hard, hungry kiss. A crash of lips and tongue as she wraps herself around the Omega.] Good.
[Stiles gasps against Faith's mouth, Heat setting in completely now. He can feel his cock hardening underneath her and he eagerly reciprocates the kiss, squeezing her tighter, wanting to be closer.] P-please, claim me...
That's a good boy. [Faith rolls her hips against him, her own pulse speeding up. She tilts his head back, biting at his neck with a possessive growl. Hers. No one could touch him for the week without it being considered a challenge.
Her lips settle over the bite, soothing it with her tongue.
[Stiles flushes a little at the phrase, but can't stop the needy moan that rumbles out of his chest when she grinds down on him. He complies with the head tilting and whines pliantly at the bite and growl. God yes, he's hers she can have whatever she wants...]
[Faith has a thing for pet names. She can't help it. Nipping at his neck, she draws his hands up to her waist. A quick shimmy and twist and the red top is coming off in his hands, sliding through his fingers. There was no thing as subtlety during heat, so why bother with pretense? She wanted him to touch her and she wanted to ride him until his legs buckled and he begged her for more.]
Oh...fuck... [Stiles mutters, eyes wide as Faith shimmies out of her shirt skillfully, baring skin to him. He whined submissively, asking for permission, one hand reaching out tentatively, wanting to touch, to scent...
Oh boy, would Stiles be begging. He was harder than he'd ever been - a combination of heat, pheromones, and Faith's obvious beauty, no doubt.]
[She rakes her fingernails along his scalp, drawing him in against her skin, scenting his neck, his face. He was hers. Her Omega and he smells perfect. Cool and easy and soothing. A low growl sounds. All the permission he needs.
Her hips roll lazily into his, relishing the feel of his dick pressing into her.]
Faith prowls along the packs of Betas, all smoky eyes, scarlet lips and dark leathers. A predator moving among the wolves she fought to keep safe.
There were some serious perks to this job, Faith muses as she leans to sniff at a few more wolves. Another year, another bust. Maybe she'll try and pick up Hale again, have a little fun between Alphas for a few days..
"Stiles, be quiet. It's not that much longer," a voice hisses.
Faith glances towards the noise, her eyes settling on the talker. All arms and legs and kinda geeky. Secretly? Completely her type. The Alpha saunters through the pack before catching his shirt in her fist.] You're comin with me, chatty. See your friends in about a week or so.
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Stiles whines softly when she licks at his neck again, wrapping his arms around her lower back.]
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Her lips settle over the bite, soothing it with her tongue.
This was going to be a very good week.]
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Oh boy, would Stiles be begging. He was harder than he'd ever been - a combination of heat, pheromones, and Faith's obvious beauty, no doubt.]
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Her hips roll lazily into his, relishing the feel of his dick pressing into her.]
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[He's praying she's got her rut now because he's aching for her.]
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