Lazy Morning Sex With Dylan. You Just Wake Up And Hes Already Inside You Cause He Had Such Intense Morning

Lazy morning sex with Dylan. You just wake up and he’s already inside you cause he had such intense morning wood he just needed relief so he’s apologizing and saying just the sexiest shit to you as he’s slowly fucks you.

he never stopped apologizing for how desperate he'd be in the morning. it was never like that before you, but when even in his dreams he has to deal with your teasing, it's the only thing he can do. just let himself get hard and throbbing under his sheets, to the point of waking up in pain and dripping droplets of cum all over the sheets.

he'd even given up on sleeping with anything on because he either just fall asleep naked after fucking you or wake up ready to fuck you raw. there was no use and after seeing how he'd cum all over his boxers in his sleep, it was his best solution.

when you wake up, he'd not just inside you, he's cumming deep already and you can feel how much there is without needing to look. the way he's grunting a mix of profanities and apologies to you while jerking his hips against the swell of your ass makes your pussy quiver and makes him whimper in that morning voice that ruins you ln the spot.

"f-fuck... sorry baby... woke up from another fucking dream... i needed to feel you... you're even killing me in my sleep bunny... you and that divine pussy just swallowing me deep and getting me all wet and warm."

he starts moving slowly, trying to keep himself from cumming again because god does he want to. the moment you cling on his arm, letting out little sounds if pleasure and biting on his flesh to compose yourself, he knows it's coming. he can feel his soft tip press on your cervix and ypur walls tighten around him so nicely, he can't think of pulling out.

you're taking his thrusts in your warm cunt just like he likes it, moaning in the pillows while he's moaning against your shoulder. when you look to the side, you can see how fucked out he is, his face just trying not to fall victim to the pleasure. he's already lost. he's going slow, taking his time and letting his sack softly rub on your cum covered folds. he keeps you close by grabbing your shoulders and kissing between your shoulder blades. you feel his warm breath his your skin and you can feel the vibration of his moans on you. he's about to bust, his balls just so full, he'll need a little more than one round to truly be satisfied.

for hours he's whispering nasty shit into your ears while letting his cum just cover every surface of your throbbing pussy.

"feel how hard i get for you bunny ? the sun's barely up and... and i'm already ready t-to fuck you silly all over the house... bet you'd like that huh ? dirty little cockslut.... taking my cock like a dream and keeping yourself full of cum. bet you want me to use that mouth too ? get your belly so full, you won't need to eat..."

with that and his fingers on your clit, you bet he's making sure that you cum just as much as he does (if not more).

Ok but,,,, hazy high sex with Dylan, fumbling and lazy and slow but good, lots of touching and pressing close, Dylan mumbling about how good you feel

Dylan O'Brien x Female Reader

disclaimer: never smoked before, hope this is believable

based on the new fan photo of Dylan our fan said shopping LA this week and they said he was "in the clouds"

warning: 18+

You laughed lightly as you felt his beard against your neck as he nuzzled into you. Dylan had come home from being with friends and the moment he saw you lying in bed, he moved to crawl in with you. Right away you were able to smell him and knew that he was high, along with his eyes barely being open.

Dylan's hands slowly moved along your body before settling at your chest - his larger hand cupping your tit over the thin shirt you were wearing.

"I'm guessing you had a good time?" You smiled while running your hand over his hair. His hair was soft against your hand now that it was slightly grown out.

A slow and lazy smile spread across Dylan's face as he pulled back and stared down towards you.

"Could say that..." His voice was deep and slow as he spoke, "Smoked, went to the shopping center, Mike dropped me off after we got some food."

As he spoke Dylan's fingers moved over your nipple, teasing it through the shirt you were wearing, causing it to pebble. You moaned softly as your nails scratched along his scalp slightly. Dylan moaned and leaned into your hand as his hand moved down your body slowly.

"...Baby..." He whispered before moving to hover over you more, his lips barely touching yours as his hand moved under your shirt. Dylan's touch was warm against your skin as his head dipped back down to your neck leaving wet open-mouth kisses.

You began to whimper and moan beneath him as you felt the ache between your legs start to grow. The room felt a little hotter than it did before. Dylan moved to tease along with the band of your shorts before slowly pulling them down.

His movements were slow along with his touches being soft.

Dylan moaned as he settled between your legs, those open kisses moving to your inner thigh. You gasped and whimpered slightly with each press of his lips.

"Fuck," Dylan moaned, drawing the word out slightly, word slurred. "You smell so good...need a taste."

A soft mewl came from your parted lips as Dylan's tongue moved against your slit. You seemed to melt against his tongue as he tasted you, or at least that's how it felt to him. Dylan's fingers gripped along your thighs as he tasted you. Your hand gripped at his hair and pulled at it the closer he drew you to the edge. Sitting up more you rested against the pillows behind you as you watched him. Every once and a while his whiskey eyes met with yours from between your legs. The scratch of his stubble caused a slight amount of pain that added to the pleasure.

Just as you were about to fall over the edge, Dylan pulled back, smirking down towards you with your arousal on his swollen lips. His tongue peeked out and ran along his lower lip, moaning as he tasted you again. You looked up towards him in your own haze.

Moving forward you reached for the bottom of his hoodie and pulled it up over his head, as Dylan fumbled to unbuckle his jeans. The two of you laughed and giggled together as the two of you bumped and knocked against each other trying to remove the rest of your clothing.

Your hand rested against his chest and pushed him down against the cool sheet before straddling him. Dylan closed his eyes as he felt you sink down around him - wet and tight around his cock. The moment he was fully inside of you, making you feel full, you just sat there for a moment. The two of you panting with your breaths mixing between the two of you.

"...that's it, baby," Dylan whispered as his hands moved down to grab your ass as your hips began to move against him.

The two of you moved together slow and tenderly. Your hand moved against his chest as his continued down your thigh.

Your moans were soft and each time Dylan heard one, it only made him drive his hips up towards you a little harder. You laid across his chest and kissed along his neck and jaw.

"Dylan," His name left your lips in a sigh as you felt the tension start to build between your legs. The erotic sound of the two of you fills the room along with moans.

Dylan wraps his arm around your waist before moving you beneath him, his hips pressing tighter against you, driving his cock deep inside of you. You gasped slightly and gripped at his bicep as he fucked your harder and deeper.

"...so good, so fucking good," Dylan moaned into your ear. "Can feel you, baby...let go...let me feel you."

Dylan's hand moved between the two of you and lazily rubbed at your clit. Your moans became louder with each deep stroke of his cock. You knew that you'd fall over soon as your toes curled. Dylan's thrusts became more erratic with each pull of his hips, his breathing becoming labored.

Your name left his lips like a soft prayer with his body pressed tightly to yours. Your legs wrapped around him and pulled him in tighter as the two of you fell over the edge, moaning as you felt the slight twitch of his cock.

The two of you lay there in silence for a moment as Dylan pressed his lips against your shoulder. You hummed at the feeling of his lips against your skin.

"Wanna stay right here," Dylan spoke as he pulled back to smile down towards you.

"Oh you're not going anywhere," You smirked and locked your legs around him.

ooo i have a dylan request. what abt a smut where dylan and reader have to be quiet to not wake up their kids or friends that are near by?

Author's Notes: I love when requests line up with things I have already written. Feels very meant to be. If this was your request, I hope you love it! I did alter it slightly, because I did already have something similar written, please forgive. Please let me know what you think if you have a moment - messages, comments and feedback are appreciated! Thank you! xoxo

Warnings: Swearing, Sexual references - sexual innuendos, Smut *(biting, oral - female receiving, spanking, slight/total stockings kink? unprotected sex - be safe out there, your choice how!)

Requested? YESS!! Requests are OPEN!

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Dylan and his girl were at a friend's house party, tucked away from everyone else for a few moments kissing in the hallway. Dylan had her pressed up against the wall while he pinned his hips to hers, his hands pushing up the hem of her skirt.

"I love these." Dylan mumbled into her mouth as he grabbed her left thigh and tugged it over his hip, thumbing her thigh high stocking.

"Thank you." She smiled as she pulled his hair, messy from him running his own hands through it all night.

"Keep them on for me tonight?" Dylan breathed out as he pushed his hand under her skirt to thumb at the strap of her thong.

"Okay." She nodded as she guided his face back to her, breathing a soft moan as he slipped his tongue in her mouth once more.

"Come with me." Dylan grunted as he placed her back on both feet then grabbed her hand and led her back to an empty room down the hall.

He kicked the door shut and grabbed her hips to pull her close, his hands up the back of her skirt to fill his palms with her backside. He lifted her up and playfully tossed her onto the bed, climbing between her legs.

"Give me these, pretty girl." Dylan growled as he reached beneath her skirt and grabbed her panties, pulling them down her legs and tucking them into his pocket for safe keeping.

"Take your clothes off, baby." She whispered as she pulled at his shirt, lifting it over his back and sinking her nails into his skin.

"I will. Needy." Dylan mumbled as he positioned himself between her thighs and held his weight above her on his hands, letting her tug at his shirt.

His girlfriend released a soft sigh of relief as Dylan kissed down her throat, his knee between her legs to give the littlest bit of pressure to ease her ache. He pushed his hands up her skirt, feeling her skin beneath his palms as he tugged her closer to him

"Take this off for me?" Dylan hummed as he pulled at the hem of her top with his teeth, his fingers groping her backside as she rolled her core along his thigh.

She did as told and tugged her top off. She released a hum as he grabbed her breasts over her bra, his thumbs flicking her nipples. She pushed her hands into his hair and tugged as he pulled the cups of her bra down, biting down onto her neck.

"Dylan." She shivered as he nibbled on her neck and gently pinched her nipples. Her hips were on a swivel the whole time, desperate for friction and to feel closer to him.

"Spread your legs for me, honey.." Dylan mumbled as he knelt upright above her, looking down at his half naked girlfriend. He tugged his shirt over his head as she spread her knees wide for him, thighs already slick with her arousal for him.

"Baby!" She gasped as he dropped to his hands on the mattress and licked her thighs, his fingers tugging at her stockings. She brought her hands down to his face between her thighs, her fingertips grazing over the scruff on his jawline as his tongue brushed over her slit.

"Come here." Dylan growled as he hooked his biceps under her knees and pulled her closer to his mouth.

The sounds on the other side of the door were like a white noise to Dylan as he finally put his mouth on his girlfriend like he had wanted to all night, his fingers pressed deep into her thighs to keep her from squirming away. The fabric of her thigh highs only spurred him on while his tongue swirled around her folds in obscene circles, loving how she dripped onto his chin.

"Dylannn!" She cried out as she climaxed, her hands twisted in his hair.

"Didn't think I could love your legs around my face more, but these stockings are the sexiest fucking thing you have ever worn." Dylan mumbled as he kissed above her slit then shifted his weight above her again.

"I need you so bad, baby. But we aren't at home. What if someone walks in on us?" She breathed out as their lips chased one another, her hands pulling at his belt.

"Keep your skirt on and ride me. Get on top, yeah?" Dylan grunted as he grabbed her hips and and shifted them to the edge of the bed. He placed her securely on the his lap, letting her paw open his zipper.

"Dylan." She sobbed out as she hovered above his tip, her forehead pressed to his as she held his base.

"I'll help, honey." Dylan mumbled with a sob of his own as he thrust up into her wet hole, losing stability as he held them up and falling to his back for a moment.

"BABY!" She gasped as he filled her out completely and sat them back upright, giving her another firm thrust and a smack to her left thigh.

"Gonna take you home. Strip you naked of everything but these stockings then fuck you stupid all over our apartment." Dylan growled as he pulled his fingers down her back as she rode him back and forth, her hands resting on his knees behind her.

"Fuck, Dylan." She shivered as he nudged a particular nerve inside of her that made her flood him with her arousal, edging her closer to release.

"Oh, so fucking wet. You like that? Fuck. Alright. Take you home and get you in just these stockings. Put your hands behind your back and fuck you over the counter the way you like. Smack your ass, too." Dylan growled as he dropped his head down to suck at her neck, surely leaving his mark.

She tossed her arms around his neck as her hips stuttered on top of him, any rhythm she had created for them completely lost. Dylan groaned into the crease of her neck as he felt her inner walls quiver around him as she fell off the edge, the whimpers in the back of her throat getting louder.

"Shh, honey. I know, I know." Dylan cooed, his hand over her mouth to cover her screams as she came around him. He hated doing it, but he really didn't want someone to come knocking on the door to see if they were alright and find the two of them in a compromising position.

She clawed at his back while she bounced in his lap, riding out her orgasm. Dylan dropped his head down and kissed along her chest, slowly pulling his hand away from her swollen lips and placing both of his hands on her thighs as he rolled his own hips up into her heat to achieve his own release.

"Fuck!" Dylan grunted into the crease of her neck, his dull fingernails pressed into her thighs as he released inside of her. He shivered as he felt her palms run down his back in a sweet attempt to soothe him.

"Take me home, baby." She whispered in his ear once his breathing even out and he wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her close, his lips all over her neck and chest.

"Good idea. Give me two minutes to catch my breath and find my shirt, then we can go." Dylan smiled softly as he pulled his head back to look at her heavy eyes, kissing her chin before he laid them back on the bed for a quick cuddle. Not quite ready to face their friends and the inevitable smirks on the other side of the door.

You guys just couldn't wait could you?

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@fashion-fasting @samxslaughter @truewdw1 @gillybear17 @sugarcoatedjj

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''use me'' with Dylan?

prompts that hit all the right places

Dylan x Female!Reader

warning: sexual content

dylan wants you to take control

light sub!dylan?

"Use me," Dylan spoke as he looked up towards you.

You straddled over him with his larger hands moving along your thighs slowly. He shifted his hips up slightly as he felt you pulsing around him. Your hands were placed against his chest as you move your hips up before slowly sinking down around him.

Dylan's hold on your thighs became tighter as you sank down around him. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you, watching as you took every inch of him as you moved. Your nails dragged along his chest as you threw your head back, moving your hips faster, drawing out Dylan's moans and making them louder.

"...Oh fuck!" Dylan moaned, moving his hips to meet you with every thrust. "Keep fucking me like that baby, feel so good...oh, yes..."

The two of you filled the rooms with your moans along with the erotic sound of your bodies moving against each other. You were dripping down Dylan's cock the more you rode him, and the sounds made it more and more evident.

Dylan moved his hands up to tease your nipples, but quickly you grabbed his wrists and placed them over his head. You tightened your hold around them as you changed your rhythm. His warm eyes stared up towards you in shock before another look cast over his face.

"No touching," You moaned, grinding your hips and feeling his pubes rub against your clit with each movement. "You're for me to use,"

Dylan opened his mouth to speak but instead a deep, nearly animalistic, growl came from him as you tightened around him.

"Good boy," You smirked before bending down and kissing him, your tongue moving against his. He could taste the wine from earlier on your tongue.

You pulled back and let go of his wrists as you began to move faster. Your hands moved up your body to tease your nipples, only driving Dylan crazy a little more knowing he couldn't touch you. Instead, he moved his fingers between your legs and began to rub your clit. He knew that you were close. He could feel it. And Dylan was close himself.

Dylan wrapped his arm around your waist and switched so that you were beneath him. He pressed his body against yours and began to fuck deeper into you, reaching to grab the back of your thigh to open you up for him more. You gasped loudly when you felt him deeper. Dylan bent down and took your nipple into his mouth before soon his hips were pressed against his, his moans muffled as he filled you. You fisted his hair and held him against you as your hips moved against him more.

"...Dylan...Dylan..." You whimpered as you pulsed and milked his cock. "Oh fuck..."

You relaxed beneath him and closed your eyes as a lazy smile graced your lips. Dylan moved up your body slowly, kissing along your neck, before kissing your lips.

"Think having you on top is my new favorite," Dylan smirked

You have no idea how obsessed I am with your writing. I have almost every single Dylan/ Stiles smut saved in my notes just so I could go back and look at them all. But I have an idea, so hear me out please. Imaging if you went to Comic-Con and Dylan thinks your the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, so he takes you back stage and fucks you for so long that it causes him to be late to his panel interview, and you end up giving his number to continue your actions at his apartment😩

please, we all know this man is not going out there. he's not done fucking you and no comic con will stop him after he'd been eyeing you for hours.

you'd been bouncing on top of him, face stained with tears and biting your lips so hard you could see the little droplets of blood. you'd never felt so full and fucked out so fast. his cock stretching your walls to practical perfection just had your brain spinning and his slander fingers toying with your clit did not help.

you'd had came already and were on the verge of cumming again with the way he'd been hammering into you. what can he do anyways, not his fault your sounds are addictive.

"f-fuck ! dylan, fuck ! please slow... slow down ! oh fuck ! oh god, yes ! more, more, more !"

"fuck, pussy's so good... holding me so nice and creaming all around me... you like when i bully your pretty cunt huh baby ? you like it when i turn you into a fleshlight and fuck you senseless ?"

you can barely speak or think straight so answering is definitely not happening. but then you see the time from the corner of your eyes and you start panicking, squirming on top of him while his grip on you tightens.

"w-wait ! dylan, d-dylan oh god ! t-the ah ! the interview ! dylan, the interview !"

that is when he takes over, flipping you on the couch to tower over you and fuck into you deeper. his palm slides up your chest, caressing your breasts before taking hold of your neck.

"don't focus on the interview, focus on me. they'll find a way, for now i need to make sure that you're dripping cum all over the place. wouldn't want my girl to go out there unmarked."

hello 🥺🥺 idk if you're willing to do smut or anything nsfw, but i was wondering if you'd be willing to do something where u and stiles take each other's virginities?

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it was date night for you and stiles. aka the first time you’d been alone together in what felt like forever, even though it’d only been about a week. being friends with werewolves, banshees, and kitsunes came with its own challenges, and not getting any time to spend together just the two of you was one of them.

but tonight, a saturday, it was just you and him watching star wars. it was one of his favorite film franchises, and he’d been trying to get you to watch it for months. you finally gave in, and he brought over all of his dvds.

you were laying on the couch in his living room, his dad working overnight at the sheriff’s station.

you were laying on the edge with him behind you, his arm wrapped around your front. he had his head propped up in his palm to see over you.

it was going smoothly until you adjusted your position, unintentionally grinding into his crotch. you could immediately feel the energy in the room grow tense, awkwardness filling your bodies.

“sorry,” you mumbled, looking back to see a red stiles focusing on the tv. and that was when you could feel his growing erection pressing into your back.

“no, i’m sorry.”

he leaned in to kiss you, and you kissed him back. you reached up to place your hand on his cheek, pulling him closer.

only a second later, you were on your back with him between your thighs, kissing you softly. when his lips moved to your neck, you took in a deep breath.

“stiles,” you whispered, making him look at you. “neither of us have done this before.”

it was as if he remembered that both of you were virgins, and his demeanor changed. he got nervous and anxious, his breathing growing unsteady.

“do you not want to?”

you nodded quickly. “i do. i just... maybe we shouldn’t do this on the couch.”

“oh. good point.”

“you get the condoms, i’ll meet you in your room, yeah?”

this time, it was his turn to quickly nod, jumping off of you and practically sprinting upstairs with you close behind.

—

your head hit his pillow, his body pressing you into the mattress. his lips met yours quickly as he ground into you. his hands reached up into your shirt and you gasped at the sensation of his icy fingers, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

kissing him made you feel lightheaded and flustered, fuzziness clouding your vision. his hands worked softly and slowly under the fabric, enjoying how your skin felt on his fingertips. he took in every inch of you, trying to memorize it. his kiss slipped back to your neck again, and they left tiny hickeys everywhere they touched.

you tugged on his soft hair to get him to come back up to your lips, then worked your way down his neck. he let out a shallow moan at the contact and shut his eyes, savoring the feeling of your mouth on his neck.

you kissed and licked, smiling as he slowly lost it. you reached down and tugged his shirt over his head, taking in the sight of his slightly-toned abdomen.

“my eyes are up here,” he joked, making you chuckle. you sat up slightly to take off your shirt, causing him to gulp at the view.

“my eyes are up here,” you mocked and he smirked, pushing you onto your back gently, kissing down your chest. your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he kissed across your half-exposed breasts, cupping them as he did.

you arched your back and reached under you to unhook your bra, and that was when his breathing stopped.

“is something wrong?” you asked, nervousness laced in your voice.

“no,” he said quickly. “you’re just... so beautiful.”

you felt your cheeks go red as you giggled, pulling him back in for a kiss. he snaked his hands down to the waistband of your pants, slipping his hand into your underwear and dipping a finger under the fabric to feel how wet you were. you gasp at the contact, and he continued kissing you.

“stiles,” you moaned into his mouth, making a groan exit his. “shit... that feels good.”

“yeah?”

“mhm.”

a few seconds later, he pulled his hand out of your underwear, pulling the rest of your clothes off your body and tossing them onto the floor. you, out of habit, pressed your thighs together, hiding your lower body from his eyes.

he gently pulled your thighs apart, hungry yet kind eyes tracing your skin.

“why are you trying to hide from me?” he asked gently in the tone of voice that made your heart flutter. it wasn’t a commanding or rude tone, in fact just the opposite. it was gentle, concerned.

“because you’re the first person to see me naked in a long time.”

he dipped his head down and kissed your knee, maintaining eye contact with you.

“you don’t have to cover yourself. i promise.”

you nodded, and a split second later, he was on his stomach with his head between your legs.

“i, uh, don’t really know what i’m doing,” he confessed, making you giggle.

“it’s okay. just do what you think you should do.”

almost with hesitation, he licked a stripe up your clit, making you gasp involuntarily.

“did that feel good?” he asked with concern in his voice. you nodded, and he went back to work.

your body squirmed, your back arched, and your toes curled. moans tumbled from your lips and you reached down to tug his hair.

him being a virgin made you assume he had no idea what he was doing, but you were wrong. he knew exactly what to do, and he was damn good at it.

but it didn’t last long, as he pulled away less than a minute after starting.

“is something wrong?” you asked, noticing he was moving his jaw.

“my jaw hurts,” he said defeatedly.

you couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the way he said it, gripping his face and kissing him.

you pushed his pants and underwear down with your feet before wrapping your hand around his length, causing a shudder to run down his body. he squeezed his eyes shut as you continued kissing and stroking him, a desperate whine leaving his throat.

he reached over to the nightstand where he’d laid the box of condoms and pulled one out, all while trying not to knock the box onto the floor.

“do you know how to put one of those on?” you asked sarcastically, making him give you a look.

“i think i can figure it out.”

he looked back at you when it was on, and he leaned down to gently kiss you.

“are you sure about this?” he asked, making you smile.

“yes, stiles. i’m sure. do you want to?”

he gave you a look, as if to say ‘isn’t it obvious?’

“absolutely.” he reached down and lined himself up with your entrance, and you took in a deep breath. “ready?”

you nodded frantically. “yeah.”

he gently pressed into you, and you silently gasped, your eyebrows turning upward and your mouth dropping open. an involuntary moan filled his ears, which in turn made him groan.

once he bottomed out, he looked at you. “good?”

“good.” he kissed you for a moment, and he slowly pulled out before thrusting back in.

even though this was new, it was a thrilling sensation, one that made your stomach flip. your eyes stayed locked with his and his lips parted slightly, a groan low in his throat.

it was soft and slow, and you could feel every part of him — his skin against yours, his heartbeat in his chest, his hands, which were now gripping yours and holding them above your head.

one hand left yours and, a second later, you felt his fingers rubbing circles onto your clit, which made you jump. you let out a loud moan and he did the same in response, pulling you back in for another kiss.

“stiles, i think- i think i’m close.”

almost as if he knew exactly what to do, he picked up his pace to a fast but still gentle one. your knees pressed into his sides as the coil in your stomach built quicker than you anticipated it would.

you’d had orgasms before, considering you’d masturbated quite a few times. but none of the buildups for them had been anything like this one. this one was different.

it was like you were underwater, desperately trying to swim to the surface. you were kicking your feet and paddling your arms to the point they were on fire, fighting for that breath of air.

and then suddenly, you got to the surface.

your legs trembled like they never had before, your eyes were screwed shut tightly, and your hands gripped his shoulders, your nails digging into the skin.

it took everything in you not to scream out — not to scream his name.

and as swiftly as it’d started, it ended. he’d stopped his motions, allowing you to catch your breath.

you’d fantasized about your first time a lot, and in none of those fantasies did you cum. you figured whoever you’d lose it to would also be inexperienced, so you didn’t anticipate for them to be able to make you feel good.

but wow were you wrong.

“you good?” he breathed.

“so good,” you responded. “you feel so good, stiles. so good.”

starting his movements again, he went a bit faster now, but still slow enough to not overwhelm you. he pressed open mouthed kisses to your neck and jaw, moaning as he did so. you admired the sound, thinking his moan had to be the hottest sound you’d ever heard, and you could sense he was also close.

he moaned your name, which almost made you cum right then and there. as he came, his pace and rhythm changed to a choppy, quick one, compared to his smooth, gentle one.

he rested his forehead on yours as he finished, both of you panting loudly. neither of you moved for a few minutes, absorbing the fact that neither of you were virgins anymore.

a giggle formed in your throat and you smiled as he looked at you, chuckling to himself. he kissed you once more before pulling out of you slowly, which made you softly moan. when he was laying back down next to you, he reached down and gripped your hand.

neither of you spoke. and you rolled onto your side to rest your head on his shoulder.

“you okay?” he asked, still playing with your fingers.

“absolutely.”

“good.” he kissed the top of your head, wrapping his arm around you. “i’m glad you were my first.”

you looked at him. “me too.” he kissed you one last time before getting comfortable and closing his eyes, the two of you eventually drifting off to sleep.