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works/4984546.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Theo_Raeken/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Theo_Raeken, Stiles_Stilinski, Sheriff_Stilinski, Theo's_mother
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Underage_Sex, Pseudo-Incest, Step-Brothers, Rough_Oral
      Sex, Sexual_Experimentation, Sexual_Tension, Oral_Sex, Dom/sub
      Undertones, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-10-12 Words: 1704
****** Want more milk? ******
by Minyron
Summary
     PWP step-brother Steo AU.
Notes
     Since some people (myself included) liked and wanted more of this
     verse, here is some porn. Unofficial sequel (I guess it'd come
     afterwards) / just juxtaposed to Hurt-Stiles's one.
     The scene is basically Theo manipulating Stiles into giving him a
     blowjob and things getting rough. It's dub-con because of the context
     but they treat it as consensual and inconsequential.
See the end of the work for more notes
"I'm just saying", Theo pointed with a smirk, "that I have to get something out
of this too, you selfish brat".
He was holding a bottle of lube in his hand, high and visible, while he pushed
the door with the other. A loud click broke the silence that ensued, and left
Stiles feeling trapped in the room.
He frowned. "You started it! I didn't make you do anything", he explained with
outrage.
Theo laughed, "Well, you didn't stop it, so it was your fault."
"You're insane", Stiles said, taking a step back, "You're not going to do
anything to my ass. Ever. And you call me a pervert?"
Theo huffed, "Well at least I don't deny stuff? Fine, for now, but there's
other things too".
He took a few steps forward, coming into Stiles's personal space, and whispered
"Take your time for that, but I'm horny now. There's other things we could do."
Stiles rolled his eyes, let out a sigh of resignation.
"Okay... what do you want to do?", he asked.
"Oh", Theo said, raising his eyebrows, "The brat says something reasonable at
least!"
Stiles squinted at him, upset, "Stop calling me that before I change my mind.
And acting like you're so much older, we're fucking months apart!"
"I'm still older", Theo replied smugly, "now kneel."
Stiles let out a deeper sigh, the commanding tone in Theo's voice already
making his knees feel wobbly. He couldn't help how aroused his step-brother
made him. His skin was tingly, there was a heat in his gut and a small tremor
that shook his body whenever he directed him. Theo mocked him for it, but he
couldn't help it. It was the worst kind of leverage to be used against him,
precisely because it just felt so good. Theo had made him come more intensely
in a few weeks than his right hand in all of his life. And just with rushed,
rough handjobs and sweet nothings in his ear.
It was the first time that he'd demanded anything in return. Returning the
favor.
"Breakfast's in an hour, so I don't know what you're waiting for", Theo urged,
eyeing him suspiciously.
He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, waiting for Stiles to do whatever it was
he wanted him to do.
"What do you want me to do, exactly?", Stiles said, and felt a bit pathetic,
because he was pretty nervous.
"Are you dumb?", Theo blurted, opening his eyes and squinting them at him,
"It's pretty obvious. Don't make me drag you to the floor. Stop stalling, get
down and suck"
He palmed his own erection through the fabric of his pyjamas, let out a sigh at
the friction against his dick. He was already sporting a semi, and when Stiles
finally knelt he came into contact with his bulge. The younger boy swallowed
audibly. 
"Come on", Theo said, surprisingly softly, and gave Stiles a brief but sweet
smile. Stiles was a bit dazzled, and placed his hands on Theo's thighs absent-
mindedly, to ground himself. He looked again at his crotch, which was right in
front of his face, a bit intimidating to be honest.
Stiles pulled Theo's pants down, saw the outline of his brother's dick in his
underwear. He felt himself harden when he saw Theo's tip standing out, close to
his happy trail, where his shirt had ridden up. There was a bead of precome,
making it glisten.
His mouth watered a bit. Stiles was very horny now, felt a wave of excitement,
because his brother actually turned him on. He hadn't admitted it out loud, not
to himself that seriously even, but it was true. So while he was at it, he may
as well enjoy it.
Stiles palmed Theo carefully, tugging on his shaft with the elastic fabric. It
earned him a soft moan from Theo. On instinct, he felt the impulse to surge
forward and mouth at the tip, suckling on it and making Theo clench his fists.
"I... I like that, Stiles, but we don't have mu- uch t-", Theo stuttered,
"iiiime"
"Get going, take it off", Theo added too sharply, grunting between gritted
teeth, and almost fell back when Stiles licked around his dick's head for the
first time. 
Stiles huffed a laugh, a sense of control also welcome. He rejoiced in the
knowledge he had an effect over Theo just like Theo had over him.
He peeled off the piece of underwear too, down to Theo's knees, and put his
hands on his ass cheeks to get closer. Theo had a pretty nice ass, he thought.
More importantly, Theo's dick, that was springing free, booped him on the nose
and fell down to rest over his cupid's bow. He could smell Theo's precome, and
he wanted to be drunk on the scent. He felt so much hotter, dragging his body
closer to Theo so he could grind his erection against his tensed leg. 
Theo probably didn't even notice, because Stiles's tongue darted out and
started licking all over Theo's dick, base to tip, several times. His brother's
breathing hitched, and Stiles lost track of time a bit, enjoying the salty
taste of his skin, spreading precome all around, loving the way it was rock
hard for him. It was fun, and also frustrating, because he couldn't get off
properly against Theo's leg. He was much too focused on teasing his brother. He
sucked around the base again, coming up and finally parting his lips to engulf
the tip into his mouth and suck.
Theo let out a shaky sigh, shifted a bit to stabilize himself and placed a hand
on Stiles's morning hair. It didn't make it more unkempt, but just because it
wasn't physically possible.
"For God's sake, Stiles, I get it's your first time, but are you doing this on
purpose? You know, sucking a cock isn't actually only sucking", Theo said
irritated, "You're pretty clever, aren't you? Relax your throat"
Stiles tried to protest, opening his eyes wide when Theo's other hand joined
the one on his head. His brother just pushed the rest of his dick into his
mouth. It hit the back of Stiles's throat, making him gag a little and tear up.
He tried to get away from it on instinct, but Theo held him firmly mid-way,
enjoying the vibration of his aborted coughing reflex.  
"Relax, you're fine, breathe through your nose", he said, and Stiles did as
instructed. 
He really wanted to protest, he wanted to make it known that Theo was pretty
rude for pushing his cock into his throat like that, but he already had Theo's
cock in his mouth. Theo's cock in his mouth. And he was breathing okay, a bit
fast but alright. He could do it. When he did something he liked to be good at
it. His cock twitched in interest, and he cursed internally.
Luckily for him, Theo started moving on his own, slowly for starters. He
reached the back of Stiles's throat with each motion, but not with a lot of
pressure and shortly enough that he could resume his breathing pattern
normally.
"Fuck, Stiles", Theo said, open-mouthed and with his eyes closed, "your mouth
is awesome... it's... so... wet", he said.
Not very eloquent, Stiles told himself, and hummed around Theo's dick. Well, at
least Theo could speak. 
Theo took a deep breath, and started thrusting deeper. Stiles got used to it
with each cycle, found he didn't have an obvious gag reflex, and could restrain
his urge to cough long enough for Theo to make broken sounds.
"Aaaa- Ah, Stiles, holy shit", he said when Stiles hollowed his cheeks.
It made the way to his throat more tight, and minimized the chances of teeth
happening. He didn't want to find out what would happen if he bit Theo.
"Just like that", Theo cheered roughly, and his grip on Stiles's tousled hair
tightened.
He snapped his hips more vigorously, his pace from mild to short of brutal,
hitting the back of Stiles's throat like he wanted to get past it. Stiles
seriously didn't want to find out if you could fuck someone's windpipe, so he
straightened his neck and let Theo have his way. One of his hands came down to
the side of Stiles's head, thumb digging into Stiles's cheek; the other yanked
him by his hair a bit too strongly.
He could feel Theo was close, so he took it, despite feeling the way each
thrust would leave his voice a bit more hoarse in the future.  
"So close", Theo confirmed, bottoming out after a deep snap of his hips.
He quickly pushed between Stiles's wet lips. They made eye contact for the
briefest instant before Theo went all the way in again. He moaned loudly. If
the pressure then wasn't too much, the insane amount of come that Theo started
pumping down his throat sure was. Stiles coughed violently when he couldn't
fight the urge any more, and Theo pulled out with a groan, falling back on his
ass. He prodded himself up with his elbows, looking at Stiles with a wolfish
grin while the boy coughed. Stiles eyed him angrily.
"That's not how you swallow", Theo laughed, still basking in the afterglow.
Despite having already come, his cock valiantly twitched at the sight of
Stiles.
He was all sweaty and flushed, spit and some of the come dripping down his
chin, looking debauched. 
"Fuck you", Stiles replied, though he was unable to avoid looking at Theo's
dick. 
Theo smiled, satisfied, and silence befell them. 
Motion in the house dictated that their alone time was over, though, and Stiles
groaned at what his life had become.
*
"Drink slowly", the Sheriff said, looking at Stiles with disapproval, "I could
hear you choking this morning. You always swallow too quickly."
"Do you want more milk, honey?", Theo's mother told Stiles, shaking the jug in
front of him too enthusiastically.
"Okay. No, thanks", Stiles said, his voice indeed hoarse.
"He's full. Next time, perhaps", Theo added with a smirk.
The Sheriff gave him a wary look, but paid no mind to it.
Stiles looked at Theo murderously, taking a bite of toast, and really
questioning his life. 
End Notes
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