Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/927476.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Peter_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Additional Tags:
      Hand_Jobs, Dry_Humping, Frottage, Come_Swallowing
  Series:
      Part 3 of Revenge
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-08-15 Words: 686
****** I Need You ******
by Laugh_at_the_girl_who_loves_too_easily
Summary
     Peter buys Stiles a new bed
Notes
     Hope you enjoy it
Thinking of a lie to explain how his bed broke to his dad wasn’t that hard,
considering his dad knew he was hyper and an idiot, so he just put it down to
him an Scott rough-housing and messing around. Thank the gods he was in a good
mood when he came home though because he would have been quite upset otherwise
(Thank you Melissa ,you are a goddess).
 
Yet it got even more awkward. Who would have thought?
 
When Stiles had came home from school, he apparently had a new bed. If you
could even call it that.
 
“What the fuck ,Peter?” Stiles shouted down the phone.
 
“I see you found your bed” Peter chuckled.
 
“Its a bat-mobile bed. I'm not 12! Come get rid of it” Stiles whined. The bed
was cool looking but the amount of pain he would get from it and humiliation ,
he couldn’t keep it.
 
“Can we at least have sex on it first?” Peter begged , a slight chuckle
escaping at the end before Stiles hung up on him.
 
 
Apparently Peter worked fast, after Stiles had hung up the phone he lay on the
bed for half an hour (Fuck it was comfortable) before he decided to go and get
some take out for his dad and him to eat together at his work ,considering he
had to work all night. And when he came home again, there was a sleeping Peter
on his new new bed. It was beautiful and it looked costly. The blue went well
with his room and it looked quite adult like. 



Peter looked so peaceful on his bed, but it begged the question why was he
there? And still asleep? With werewolf senses he would have heard his jeep
pulling up the driveway or his keys going into the door. The bed dipped as
Stiles crawled onto the bed and placed a chaste kiss against Peter's lips. He
never thought he would actually develop feelings for Peter, in the beginning he
was just a way of achieving revenge. Now it was something else. Then one clawed
hand place itself under his chin so he could tilt it, exposing his neck , a dry
tongue slides down his cheek, over his jaw, to his throat, in a slithering
search that’s seeking his artery where Peter's fangs embed into his skin before
he flips him over onto his back, to then nurse the wound he had caused.
 
It was a trap.
 
“What do you think of your new bed, pet?” The only response Peter got was a
loud moan as the older man rolled his hips into the younger boy's. Stiles was
clinging at the man's back as they dry humped each other. His hip rubs up
against Stiles' dick with every thrust. Peter discarded the boy's shirt before
he threw his own off. Rocking up against him with a lot of enthusiasm. But not
enough to break the new walnut bed.. Peter’s teeth snagging on his tight nipple
is what finally tips him over the edge and he comes with a strangled moan as
his body jerks and shakes with it, hot come flooding his underwear as the
white-hot pleasure rips through him and leaves him gasping and shaking.
 
When he had recovered Stiles rolled on top of Peter ,straddling his hips and
unzipped his trousers,slipping his hands down Peter's pants and wrapping his
obscenely long fingers around his pulsating cock. Stiles gave him one stroke,
not enough, just a tease, then squeezed. Peter was trying ever so hard not to
rip Stiles new sheet covers with his claws,his eyes flared blue, he was losing
control. His breath caught in his chest with the sudden increase in heat, and
he gasped his hips bucked forward. Stiles squeezed again as his long fingers
moved over his length. Then Peter let go , muffling Stiles name with the boy's
lips. He came in hot spurts over Stiles' fingers. If he was able to come again
he would have when the boy, slipped the come covered fingers into his (wank
worthy) mouth,licking and sucking his essence off.
 
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