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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Stiles_Stilinski/Sex_Toys, implied_Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski_-
      Relationship, implied_Danny_Mahealani/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Stiles_Stilinski
  Additional Tags:
      Sex_Toys, Porn, Smut, Masturbation, Self-Acceptance, Dildos, Anal_Plug,
      Butt_Plugs, Vibrators, Nipple_Clamps, Nipple_Torture, Cock_Rings, Orgasm
      Delay, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Sexual_Fantasy, References_to_Knotting,
      Adolescent_Sexuality, Sexual_Humor, Sexual_Identity, Literary_References
      &_Allusions, Orgasm_Control, Teenagers, Mild_Painplay, Imagination, Sex
      Positive, Fun, Ficlet, Stiles-centric, Anal_Play, Nipple_Play, Showers,
      Fingerfucking, Size_Kink, Unrepentant_Bottom_Stiles_Stilinski, Headcanon
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-30 Words: 630
****** Objet d'Art ******
by Saucery
Summary
     Extremely detailed descriptions of Stiles pleasuring himself with sex
     toys. That's about it.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
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Stiles doesn't exactly make it public knowledge, but he has an endless parade
of sex toys. Absolutely endless. It's what he spends his allowance on, now that
he isn't splurging on extravagant gifts for Lydia. Sexual awakenings are
awesome, and Stiles is busy awakening all over the place, ogling Danny's pecs
and Derek's abs and thinking to himself, "Whoa, guys are pretty sexy, too."
Which is why Stiles has little dildos and big dildos and slim dildos and thick
dildos and vibrators in at least five different colors and nipple clamps for
when he's feeling adventurous. Because Stiles's nipples are totally erogenous
zones, and the more roughly they're treated, the more fun they have.
There's also the cock ring, which he calls "the One Ring" and "precioussss" and
bursts out giggling whenever he takes it out of his toy box, although he does
tend to get very serious very quickly while he's wearing it and he needs to
come but he can't. Apparently, his dick likes a bit of discipline, and Stiles
can tease himself for what feels like hours before he lets himself come, which,
hey, at least he probably has better stamina than most boys his age.
Stiles likes to pretend he has a harem of willing cocks, surveying his rainbow
of phallic toys with an imperious glance before pointing at one and saying,
"You'll do for tonight," and then he fucks himself with it until his wrist
starts to cramp, but he enjoys that, so why not?
Sometimes, he likes using the mammoth-sized dildo slowly, excruciatingly
slowly, slicking it with lube before working himself open with it, inch after
burning inch, and he loves how loose and ruined and achy he feels afterward,
bruised and deliciously tender on the inside, clenching around an emptiness
that feels as necessary as it is sweet. He likes having that reminder of having
been fucked senseless, likes sitting a little stiffly in class the next day,
likes pretending that maybe it was a knot that's left him so hollow, so needy.
Once he gets access to an actual dick, he wonders if he'll ever be able to
bring himself to climb off of it.
Other times, he prefers the slender vibrator that buzzes and shifts inside of
him, and he shoves it into himself deep and fast, again and again, slamming his
hips up and into each thrust until his dick twitches and he shoots over his
chest. Then, he swipes his palm through all that salty stickiness and brings it
to his mouth, sucking it clean, his eyelids dipping with pleasure and his lips
curving in a smile.
And other times, he settles in his bed with a plug in his ass, nice and round,
still and full, and he lies face-down on his mattress and just feels it in him,
not doing anything at all, just loving that sensation of fullness. When he
eventually gets hard, he rubs himself off lazily against the sheets, moving his
hips in languid circles, falling asleep soon after he comes, the plug still
within him.
It's a comfort, somehow, waking up with it in the mornings, knowing that he's
about as stretched as he can be, and when he takes it out in the shower he
pushes his fingers in there instead, three at once, because he can take them.
With the hot water sheeting down on him and relaxing his muscles even further,
he imagines what it would be like if a man were to fuck him like this, when
he's good and ready, his hole grasping and eager around a wide, blunt cock, his
mouth sagging open for a wet, filthy kiss.
Stiles doesn't exactly make it public knowledge, but he can't wait for someone
to replace his sex toys.
 
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