1276. The Slave Auction Meme

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Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | OTA

[alotofadderall]

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[emplehenoemos]

Her response is to lick at his top lip again, grinning. "Nope. I took care of it." She teases, nipping at his bottom lip and rolling onto her back, pulling him along so that he's on top.

[alotofadderall]

"Yes, Lydia." Stiles breathed, kissing her gently back, matching her intensity when it increased and slowing down when she did, easily taking as many cues as he could find.

[emplehenoemos]

"You said I just have to...mark you, right?" She whispers between kisses, lips brushing against the corner of his mouth, and down against his jaw.

[alotofadderall]

"Claim me, miss." I answer, smoothing my hands along your sides and pliantly tilting my head back to give you better leverage. "...break me in."

[emplehenoemos]

"But don't I get to decide what breaking you in consists of?" She asks, nipping at Stiles' collarbone, shuddering at the hands skimming over her sides.

[alotofadderall]

"...Miss Lydia?" Stiles asks in confusion, eyelashes fluttering as she nips at his collarbone, sliding his hands over her lower back. "This usually consists of a test of my abilities, Miss Lydia. My control, length, etc..."

It's a rehearsed mantra, and Stiles repeats it easily.

[emplehenoemos]

"I know all of that." His hands on her lower back send her pressing closer, and for a second, her hips against his distracts her. She can't remember where she was even going with this, tugging at the back of his t-shirt instead, urging him to tug it off.

[alotofadderall]

"Yes, Lydia," Stiles murmurs, but then her hips are moving over his and Stiles is complying readily at the tug, discarding the shirt in favor of exposing pale, healed skin. She's already seen him naked, so he shouldn't be nervous in the slightest, but he couldn't help the shyness that reared it's head - not that he said anything about it.

[emplehenoemos]

She notices the shyness and it makes her giggle a little, even though her hips don't stop moving. "Hey, if anyone has to be shy, it's me." She teases, nipping at his bottom lip. She's not a virgin, but the few times she's had sex, it's been dark. Too dark for her naked body to really be seen, not that anyone was really worried about looking at her.

[alotofadderall]

"Why?" Stiles dares to ask, following her lips, matching their rhythm. "You are beautiful...Lydia."

He uses her name like it's a forbidden word, hips gently rolling up into her's as they move.

[emplehenoemos]

"No one's ever seen-...oh..." She drops her hands to his hips, pulling him a little harder. "It's light out. No one has ever seen me in the light..."

[alotofadderall]

"That's okay," Stiles smiles and complies with the pull, moving a little rougher. This, he knows how to do. This feels comfortable, familiar. "I don't have to count, Lydia."

[emplehenoemos]

"I don't do casual sex, remember?" She smiles back. That's not entirely true, not really, but she's not in the business of sleeping with guys and pretending she didn't. "I want you to count. It's okay."

[alotofadderall]

"If you prefer," Stiles murmurs quietly, kissing Lydia's cheek. "I'm happy to please you."