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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      sheriff_stilinski/reader
  Character:
      Sheriff_Stilinski, Reader, Stiles_Stilinski
  Additional Tags:
      Studying, Dinner, Television_Watching, Kissing, First_Kiss, Anxiety,
      Shyness, Nipple_Licking, Oral_Sex, Loss_of_Virginity, Sex, First_Time,
      Flirting, First_Dates, Happy_Ending, Multiple_Orgasms, First_Crush,
      Underage_Sex, Daddy_Kink
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-03-05 Words: 4019
****** I don't want this night to end ******
by StilesHale91
As Stiles was driving his jeep you were on your phone, scrolling down among the
many pictures and gifs, but you couldn’t really concentrate as you were nervous
about your History teacher’s choice of putting you and Stiles as a pair to
study together. It had two reasons you weren’t found of the idea. 1:You were
among the few who had the worst grades, and it made you feel super anxious how
it’ll be visible during your essay writing with the teenage boy. 2:You knew he
wanted to be in a pair with Scott or Lydia but because the teacher insisted on
picking the pairs, there was no reason to argue with him. You just felt
horrible enough to not say a single word on the way to the boy’s house, him not
being in the mood to talk either exactly for the same reasons like you, at
least you thought so.
Once you entered his house, you quickly took of your black sneakers, not
wanting him to wait for you too long. When he offered you a glass of water, you
kindly refused it, walking up the stairs after him to his room. Then once he
asked you to sit down on his bed, you did, looking around in his room.
Eventually he unpacked the books you’ve borrowed from the library placing them
on his bed before he sat down on the other edge of it. You were feeling your
fast heart beating, that you’d say something wrong, or if you wouldn’t know
maybe a basic information.
“Okay, so we’re looking for the political life in Europe between the two world
wars, so from…”
“1918 till 1939.” You said quickly, smiling as finally the boy looked at you
with a kind look. Maybe you had bad grades but you wanted to show at least you
memorized the most important dates.
“Great. So we’ll divide the interwar period, I’ll make notes from 1918 till
1929 and you from 1930 till 1939. We can also mention a little about the two
world wars, politicians, leaders and such. Okay so we’ll do this today and on
the weekend we’ll start typing it down. Would you like to do the typing?”
“Sure, I’ll bring my laptop then.” You said being now more relieved the muscle
tension going away, that after all, this essay writing won’t even be as bad as
you’ve suspected it to be.
You usually tended to stop focusing on your studies at home, and started
daydreaming or making silly doodles, but right then as you began to work with
Stiles on the essay, you didn’t let your brain rest for a single minute. You
didn’t even hear when the boy asked if it’s okay if he turns on his hifi, you
were writing down all the names, dates, details, using lot of A4 papers. You
only dropped your pen once there was a knock on the boy’s door. When the man
stepped inside you felt suddenly the room’s temperature has risen with a few
more degrees, of course it didn’t, but that’s what it felt like. You adjusted a
lock behind your ear completely stupid and unnecessary but it’s just some sort
of a reflex as you held your eyes on the handsome man in his early fifties.
“Hey kiddo.” Meanwhile Stiles introduced you to him you tried not to show how
your pulse went above which was considered healthy. Stiles’ father wasn’t
simply handsome but so hot in his sheriff outfit, the jacket with the badge,
his charming smile.
“I’m making lasagna, I’ll let you guys know when it’s done.” You exhaled slowly
when he looked at you with a smile, before you quickly looked back down at the
book not wanting to drag Stiles’ attention on what kind of an effect his father
had on you. You still continued to work hard but you couldn’t wait for the
dinner to be ready and not because you were hungry. Once you heard Stiles’
father, you put the pen down immediately and got up from the bed, pulling on
your band tshirt a bit nervously as Stiles shot a surprised look at you, at how
quickly you were on your feet ready to go downstairs. As you imagined he was
probably thinking how important food was to you which didn’t help at all on
your already shy behavior, so you just followed behind him downstairs to the
kitchen.
“You can take it upstairs, I’ll give trays.”
“Cool.”
“No.” We looked at each other with Stiles as we gave different answers at the
same time. “I just prefer eating at the table…if it’s okay.” You said on a
little veiled voice, thankfully Stiles only shrugged and picked up his own tray
with the food on it.
“I’ll be upstairs, watching my series.” You stood there a little uncomfortably
till he turned around and left, for some crazy reason your confidence going
slightly higher once it was only you and Stiles’ father.
“It smells wonderful.” You said with a shy smile as you sat down at the table
front of the sheriff.
“Oh it’s frozen, really no need to compliment it.”
“Well, I think I’d be able to ruin even a frozen food.” You chuckled a little
smiling how he shot a smirk towards you. “I can cook but sometimes it’s just
hard to focus on one thing, I start to wash the dishes then in the next moment
I smell the burnt odour coming from our oven.” Now you smiled bright how the
gray haired man broke out into a shorter laughter. You took the first bite from
the lasagna humming as it really tasted good even if it was only frozen. You
were sure your whole cheek was burning red how the older male was holding his
eyes on you.
“I’m glad Stiles finally found himself someone like you.” You almost spat the
food out when he said that quickly sipping from the juice which was ahead of
you in the glass.
“I’m only his classmate. I doubt him, or to be honest any of the guys would
want to date me in the school.” You didn’t say it sadly, you sort of got used
to it not being at all a popular girl, remembering the bullies you used to get
at your primary school. “But I’m not sure I’d want to date with them either.
While other girls go crazy for teen celebrities, my celebrity crushes starts at
the age of forty five.” It sort of came out of you, you didn’t know what got
into you to open up like that within seconds, when you usually remained silent
for the whole day you spent at school, but talking to Stiles’ father was
different than with those boys or girls around your age.
“I really don’t understand boys these days. Really don’t take it the wrong way,
but if you’d have been a student at my school the boys would have queued front
of your house, including myself as well.”
“Oh…no, I really doubt that.” You were now all flushed furthermore you felt
your heartbeats echoing in your ears. This was the first actual compliment you
received so far. From then while you were eating the two of you continued the
conversation freely about school. You tried to eat slowly on purpose so the
more you could spend in the company of Stiles’ father but eventually your plate
was empty. You finished with the juice in your glass before you eventually got
up from the table.
“Good luck on your essay.” And right then you felt like your heart will stop,
you were sure you weren’t hallucinating that the sheriff indeed checked you
out, not even trying to be discrete, for once in your lifetime you didn’t feel
anxious about your look, because of the way this man looked at you.
“Thank you.” You bit onto your lower lip before you walked up the stairs to
continue working with Stiles, being in a way better mood than you were earlier
on. The two of you were so deep in studying and writing down the details that
once Stiles stopped he just pointed out it was already half past eleven.
“You can sleepover. To be honest I’m too exhausted to drive you home safely.
Hope it’s okay, I’ll take the couch.”
“Sure but really there’s no need, I’m totally fine sleeping on the couch, I’m a
bad sleeper so I’ll probably need more hours to finally fall asleep.” You
didn’t say it as it wouldn’t have been comfortable to sleep in the boy’s bed
but because you heard the television’s noise coming from downstairs, and you
hoped Stiles’ father maybe wouldn’t mind if you’d join him watching it.
“Fine…if that’s what you want. Well see you in the morning then.” Stiles said
as he stretched a bit, placing the notes onto his bedside table while you
picked your backpack up.
“Goodnight.” You said before you left and closed the door behind you walking
downstairs, where you found Stiles’ father sitting on the sofa. You put your
backpack beside it adjusting your locks behind your ears before you stepped
closer to him. “Stiles said I can sleepover, do you mind if I’d watch the telly
with you?”
“God, not at all, I’m watching a classic horror, but we can watch anything
you’d like.”
“No. It’s perfect, Psycho is definitely one of my favourite film. Anthony
Perkins is great in it.” You sat down on the sofa beside him, not too close but
not too far. “I watched it a few times but it just never gets boring.” That’s
what you were good at, films, you knew every single actor, movies, it was such
a shame you didn’t have lessons like that at school but Math and other subjects
you weren’t good at.
“I agree on that.” The sheriff commented with a smile and put down the glass
onto the table front of us which probably had whiskey or some kind of alcohol,
due to its smell.
“I know it’s old and all but some parts still give me the creeps.” You said on
your thin voice. There was a short pause then your heart began to beat really
fast again as the sheriff scooted closer to you wrapping one of his arm around
you.
“Is it any better like this?” You only nodded to his question, feeling how
you’d have been unable to say a single word as you were practically panting
now. As you held your eyes on the screen you felt his scent mixed with alcohol
and some kind of really manly cologne, what you loved. You were nervous a
little, as he probably felt your uneasy breathing from the way your shoulders
were moving up and down where his arm was rested. You felt how his rough hand
was gently stroking your shoulder, trying really hard to stay calm. You felt
bad as apart from the breathing and your pulse, you felt the warmness in your
panties. You were watching the film with him like that for another half hour
when you felt him pulling you tighter to himself, and you scooted closer to let
him know you didn’t mind, that you wanted to be nearer to him as well. You
couldn’t help but let out a quiet whimper when his hand slipped down onto your
waist and continued stroking you there. You turned your head to face him, soon
your eyes meeting with his green eyes. You felt as if your heart would be
beating in your throat, from that mature telling look he was giving you. Your
whole body shivered when he kissed you, your wet full lips sucked gently on his
lower lip before you let him slip his tongue inside your mouth, tasting the
whiskey on it. You felt the warmness between your legs getting close to
unbearable as your kiss was going deeper and more passionate with him. It was
your first kiss, and the way it felt like was better than it ever was in your
fantasies with your favourite actors. You slightly leaned over from your heels
as you sat there to kiss him more, then once you felt his hand slipping down to
grip onto your bum, you felt lost. You ran your fingers along his short gray
hair soon scooting over onto his lap, enjoying how he was massaging both your
arse cheeks while you shyly pressed your aching lap against his, feeling his
massive erection.
“What a bad girl you are.” You panted more when he commented that on his hoarse
voice and didn’t even think when you responded to it.
“Yes daddy…” You looked up into his eyes a little scared if it was okay with
him, to call him that, but apart from the situation’s current hotness you just
felt like with the roleplay in it, it’d be just perfect, but from the next kiss
he gave you, you were sure he didn’t mind to play it like that with you. You
held your arms up when he wanted to take your shirt of, being a little nervous
what he’d think about you, how you look, but from the comment he made you
smiled knowing it’s unnecessary to be like that around him.
“God, my gorgeous girl, you’re so beautiful.” You bit onto your lips when he
undid your bra and cupped his hands around your breasts, massaging them lightly
before he began to suck on one of your nipple, you never thought such would
happen, but you’re moaning quietly right there from joy how he was sucking on
your nipple.
“Ah…daddy..I’m so wet.” You said it on your shaky voice, gasping as he unzipped
your grey jeans and slipped his palm under your panties, needing to hold onto
his shoulder as otherwise you would have just collapsed on him from the sudden
pleasure you felt. He rubbed your cunt just to make you even wetter, before he
eventually pushed you onto your back, reaching out quickly to turn the tv off.
You were breathing unsteady while he pulled off your jeans, socks, then at last
your panties.
“Do you want daddy to take care of you sweetheart?” You groaned and nodded
again while your eyes were fixed on him taking off his shirt in a rush, not
caring as few buttons were ripped off and landed on the floor, you look lower
once he took off his pants and underwear, your clit throbbing in response when
you’ve seen his erect cock, the veins clearly visible on its side, it’s hairy
and you just wanted it inside you so badly. You closed your eyes down when he
lowered his head and pressed a kiss onto your cunt, eventually pulling your
pussy lips apart. As you felt his tongue pressed against your needy clit, you
reached down digging onto his short hair, you saw in his eyes how he enjoyed
it, how he craved to be with you too. You moaned as he slipped his tongue
inside your wet hole, you bent your toes as he was thrusting his tongue inside
your virgin hole. It was like he was able to read your mind when he began to
rub his thumb against your clit while he continued eating you out. You grabbed
onto the arm of the sofa as the intense orgasm ran along your body, you pressed
your cunt more against his lips while you were slowly calming down. He pressed
one more kiss onto your pussy before he crawled up beside you. You rolled onto
your side so he’d have place to lay down behind you. “You’re so pretty
darling.” You enjoyed how he was fondling your body with his hand, eventually
he pulled the thin blanket onto the two of you which was folded on the sofa’s
top. “Do you want daddy’s cock in you sweetheart?” You heart skipped a beat
when he asked that, feeling his warm cock being pressed against your arse.
“Yes daddy, I want it so much.” You whispered on a needy voice.
“We have to be quiet darling. We don’t want mum to hear us, right?” Your belly
jumped feeling so needy to be fucked by him, the way he’s talking to you just
made you even wetter down there, you felt so dirty but you didn’t care about
that.
“I’ll be quiet daddy, I promise.” You answered while you lifted your left thigh
up a bit feeling the wet tip of his cock being pressed against your needy cunt.
You closed your eyes and wondered if it was possible to faint from overwhelming
pleasures but thankfully you didn’t. You waited till he reached down for his
pants pulling a condom out what he quickly pulled up on himself before he
pressed his dick back against your cunt. As the tip slipped inside you, you
covered your mouth moaning against it as it was so sensitive down there.
“Shhh it’s alright darling, daddy got you.” You felt immediately better as he
wrapped one of his arm around your body pressing kisses onto your cheek and
neck while he was slowly pushing his cock further, with some firmer thrusts
till he was fully inside of you. “What a good girl. It feels nice now, right
sweetheart? Tell daddy how it feels.”
“It’s so thick and big daddy.” You managed to talk eventually, you squeezed
your eyes shut as he made few more firmer thrusts, but then it began to feel
better, and the temporary pain faded away, being switched with the warm tingly
feeling again. You moaned as quiet as it was possible when he groaned against
your neck and began to speed up his thrusting. You felt you were practically
soaking wet from him, when he palmed your cunt your body trembled pressing your
lap more against his.
“Will you come again for daddy sweetheart?” You whimpered a yes as he began to
fuck you now faster and harder, while he was rubbing your clit, you felt like
you could come so many times a day if it’d be you and him. “Come on sweetheart,
you’re doing so good.” You reached up to stroke his strong upper arm, then held
onto it tight as you felt your orgasm soon hitting you. “That’s it. Come for
daddy.” You felt you’ll come so hard like never before as he was whispering
into your ear. You turned your head to moan into the pillow as you come,
shivering how he thrust his cock faster now inside you. “You’re such a good
girl, daddy’s precious little girl.” You left your face buried in the pillow as
the way he was talking to you just made your orgasm even more intense. You
smiled when he pressed kisses along your neck lightly biting at it. “Do you
want daddy’s come inside you angel? To fill you up?”
“Yes, I want it more than anything daddy. I want all your come inside my
pussy.” You smiled as you bit onto the edge of your lip seeing and hearing how
you turned him on now with the way you were talking and you stroked his hairy
arm as he held tight onto you while he was fucking you roughly in a fast pace.
“Oh…fuck…fuck…” You moaned along with him as he came inside you, you felt like
you’re in heaven as he was fondling your breasts, belly, pressing kisses onto
your waist, all your body parts you felt anxious about before, he made you feel
wonderful and to forget about such thoughts.
After he pulled his cock out and got rid of the condom, you rolled onto your
other side to face him, and pressed some kisses onto his lips while he was
gently stroking your locks, then your cheek. When he hugged you tight to
himself stroking your back you felt like you were finally that happy or even
more what you’ve been daydreaming about all the time.
You were slightly stressed in the morning when you were woken up by him,
pressing some kisses onto your bare shoulder blades, you were scared it was a
one-time event, that he wanted you for only one night.
“You look so damn hot even in the morning.” Your whole face flushed from that
comment but you still shyly held the thin blanket around your naked body as you
sat up on the sofa. He was already dressed up, you could help but to lick your
own lips as he looked so sexy in that sheriff outfit. For some reason you’re
scared you’d cry because you’re too emotional if it’d be the end of it, but as
if he’d have seen into your mind he kissed you gently on the lips. “Will you
need to work more on that essay?” You smiled blushed when he adjusted a single
lock behind your ear, and you felt like you were melting by the way he was
gazing at you, someone finally making you feel you were truly beautiful.
“Yes, I’ll be writing it on the whole weekend with Stiles.” You said looking
worried as he made a sad look with those beautiful green eyes of his.
“That’s three days baby.” As you were always so creative in imagining things
you already felt yourself as his only love in a romantic film with lot of
kissing, romantic dates and dancing to country music with him. “Can I see you
earlier?”
“I…I can ask Stiles to help me in Math tomorrow…or today…” You smiled as he
gently fondled your locks then kissed your lips softly once more.
“Can I have your number?” You snickered a little from the question and looked
away shyly. “What is it?”
“Nothing…I just doubted anyone would ever ask for my number.” You said it with
teary eyes, damn those teenager emotions, but he made you feel better
immediately as he carefully pulled you in for a hug pressing a kiss onto your
forehead. Eventually you saved your number on his phone and waved once he left
the house as he needed to head back to the police station.
 
You were sitting in the canteen, sighing as some jerk guys mocked the way you
looked, but this time you just didn’t care because your mind was on someone
else, your heart began to beat faster when your phone buzzed, you quickly
checked it, smiling wide as you saw it was from him.
[Text]
I’d like to take you out on a date, but as I haven't been on one for ages I
wanted to ask you to give me some clues what kind of a date would you like.
You grinned to yourself as you read the text from Stiles’ father biting onto
your lower lip then after a little pause your replied.
[Text]
Dinner, Dancing, Country Music :)
You were waiting for a while for the reply sipping on the glass of water,
quickly putting it back down onto the table once a reply came.
[Text]
Just the perfect type of date for me too baby. I can’t wait to spend the
evening with the most gorgeous girl.
Once you’ve read the text you felt your face going red and your heart filled
with the sweet happiness again.
[Text]
I can’t wait either.
You just pressed to send the message when the younger Stilinski walked up to
you with his full tray.
“Hey, I just saw you sit alone, you could join our table.”
“Thank you.” You smiled picking up your bag and tray as you followed him
towards the table where all his friends were along with Scott, Kira, and
Stiles’ biggest crush ever, Lydia.
“Oh and Lydia is coming over to us this afternoon so you should definitely
come, she’s such a pro in Mathematics.”
“Thank you, I’ll come, then.” You sat down beside them at the table, feeling
that your life was finally going the way you’ve always imagined it, like you’ve
been daydreaming about it, and it was coming true at last.
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