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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Lydia_Martin/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Lydia_Martin, Stiles_Stilinski, Scott_McCall
  Additional Tags:
      handjobs, mutual_handjobs, clitoral_stimulation, Finger_Fucking, mentions
      of_actual_fucking, slight_D/s, you'll_see_at_the_end, ;)
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-23 Words: 523
****** Sweet Dreams (Will Not Happen for Scott) ******
by vaudevillian_villainess
Summary
     Scott really shouldn't've fallen asleep.
Notes
     The prompt: stiles invites scott and lydia over for a movie, when
     scott falls asleep stiles and lydia start making out and more...
     I hope you like this friend! This is my first time writing Stydia,
     smut or otherwise, so please leave comments! Comments make me
     ridiculously happy and give me life. You can also visit my tumblr to
     give me prompts of your own!
     [
They could hear Scott’s snores from his chair across the living room. The
movie…whatever it was, Stiles couldn’t remember, was still playing in the
background, which was good, because his and Lydia’s making out was becoming a
bit…heated. She sat astride on his lap, legs on either side of him and his
hands were steadily creeping up her thighs. His hands eventually slipped up
under her skirt and he heard her intake of breath. Another gush of wetness
landed on his cloth-covered dick. He let out a harsh breath as his hands
reached the creases of her thighs and he discovered her lack of panties.
"I thought it’d be a nice surprise," she whispered against his lips. Even if he
couldn’t see her mouth, he’d have known she was wearing a smirk. He gave her a
smirk of his own.
"Oh yeah?" he asked, his right hand slipping farther up until he pressed down
on her clitoris with his thumb. She inhaled sharply as his thumb began rubbing
her in gentle circles. "How’s that feel?" Lydia moaned and quickly buried her
head against Stiles’ neck. He let out a low laugh. "Have to keep quiet now,
Lyds, or we’ll wake Scotty boy over there," Stiles teased, continuing to rub
and tease her clit. His left hand slipped down and he used his fingers to taunt
her opening. When he slipped his middle finger inside her, he also dragged his
thumb nail over her clit, causing her hips to convulse. He grinned devilishly.
"At my mercy now, huh Lyds?" he asked, grinding his hard cock up and against
her. He felt a puff of breath against his neck and heard a semi-muted moan.
"That’s right," he cooed as she ground her hips down against his hands.
"What’re you thinking of?" he asked. Lydia placed a kiss on his neck before
moving her lips to his ear.
"You…you f-fucking me at your house. I’m s-spread out beneath you and you’re
slowly taking me apart, one f-finger at a time." she stuttered, her grinding
now a steady pace. "T-then, when I’m ready for you, you t-tease my entrance
with your cock before shoving in-inside…" She groaned and buried her face
against his neck again. “‘m coming!" she whispered as loud as she could into
his neck.
"Then cum." he said. He flicked his nail over her clit again and she was gone.
Her lips parted obscenely against Stiles’ neck as she rode her orgasm out on
his hands. When she was finally sated, she smiled down at Stiles and kissed
him.
"Did you come?" she asked. Stiles shook his head and Lydia smiled. She
unbuttoned his jeans and slipped her hand inside, gripping his impressive
length and began jerking him, whispering filth in his ears. "Come on Stiles,
come for me. Show me how much you want me. Show me how much you want to fuck
me, mark me, show everyone how we belong to each other. Come, Stiles. Come for
me." she said. She smirked as she put her lips to his ear. "Come for Mistress,"
she cooed and he was gone.
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