It's impossible to go from not knowing what this could be to suddenly feeling all of it at once. Scott knows without a shadow of a doubt that Stiles is the one person that he's supposed to be with, and his body knows it too. The wolf has shifted in him in a way he's never felt it. It feels so much more prominant right now. It's crawling under his skin, wrangling against his nerves and making this feel far more intense than he's every experienced previously.
Each thrust inside Stiles is better than the previous. Sitting up, Scott holds Stiles to him tightly, wrapping both his arms around him. He pounds himself into his lover and best friend. Scott laps at Stiles' neck, scraping his teeth over and around the core junction of it. He can feel the deeper need to mark him, to take him right then and there and make Stiles' his forever, to bind the other male to him so that no other wolf will ever claim him. It's an imperative need, and Scott almost does it, but he stops.
Instead, he rolls them around and presses Stiles into the bed, fucking up into him with a wild growl. "Going to fucking come so hard." His hand grips tight around Stiles and started pumping him--waiting for him to go first, always. But this time is different. Scott can feel something growing inside him, something different, something so much more.
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Date: 2024-08-02 07:57 pm (UTC)Each thrust inside Stiles is better than the previous. Sitting up, Scott holds Stiles to him tightly, wrapping both his arms around him. He pounds himself into his lover and best friend. Scott laps at Stiles' neck, scraping his teeth over and around the core junction of it. He can feel the deeper need to mark him, to take him right then and there and make Stiles' his forever, to bind the other male to him so that no other wolf will ever claim him. It's an imperative need, and Scott almost does it, but he stops.
Instead, he rolls them around and presses Stiles into the bed, fucking up into him with a wild growl. "Going to fucking come so hard." His hand grips tight around Stiles and started pumping him--waiting for him to go first, always. But this time is different. Scott can feel something growing inside him, something different, something so much more.