Stiles grins a little sheepishly - it's not entirely Scott's fault, he thinks, he was the one who got carried away following the train of thought. Scott is right, they should just focus on the here and now and enjoy it, rather than thinking too much about the future - there'll be time enough for that later.
"It's pretty crazy," he agrees with a laugh "good crazy, but yea I never would have thought it either. Obviously I noticed you were pretty hot because, well, I've got eyes, but I guess I just never let myself think about it too much, you know? Like it was off limits or something."
"I'm glad I didn't let that stop me today, because everything we just did was really freakin' hot and I definitely want to do it again, a lot, did I mention that? And the fact that you're my best friend just makes it all even better."
They both got carried away, and it was Scott who had the entire urge while they were having sex that pulled him down a tunnel he couldn't escape. Even now, his body feels like it's nowhere close enough, and that the desire for Stiles is stronger than anything he's felt before. There's a lot more that he wants to do, more primal things-- things they'll have to talk about for sure. Blood, and knotting, Scott can feel these desires that he never knew were in him and they startle him, but make his heart beat quicker and thrum harder against the cage of ribs it's placed within.
"I always knew you were hot. You've never not been hot to me..." Scott admits. He doesn't know why he thought it, but it's a thing that Scott realized a long time ago, like way back when he noticed that girls were a thing and that there were some good looking guys too. It was easy for him to think of Stiles as easily as it was one of the really great looking girls. But they were best friends, and Scott was straight, wasn't he? "I just always thought I was straight, until... I don't know a little bit ago. It was strange when I figured out I wasn't. I didn't know I could tell anyone."
He tucked his head into Stiles' shoulder, and kissed it, feeling the warmth of their connection return. It was so easy to take comfort in knowing that they were together now, and that he could do this when he wanted, or needed. "I don't just want, but I need you again. It's going to be a lot, a whole lot. I want everything. You're hot, and I want you so many ways, and I want to give you me too. I don't think I could do this if you weren't my best friend. No one else would ..uh, you know, get it."
Stiles is pretty sure he's blushing, but while part of him wants to duck his head and hide it, another part of him doesn't want to look away, just wants to keep smiling at Scott and enjoying being able to just stare at him.
His smile softens at the confession and he nods his understanding.
"Yea I get that," he agrees "I figured out I wasn't straight a while back, but I never really knew how to talk about it either... I kinda made a lot of jokes, you probably noticed, I guess that was my way of trying to bring it up, but then I never really moved on from there..." he shrugs, laughing slightly at himself.
He grins again, leaning in to kiss Scott, brief but affectionate.
"I want you too. Everything you want and more." He confirms genuinely, a little excited to think about it. "It's... it's pretty great, actually, to be able to share all of that with you. All the things we'll get to do for the first time together."
"We were both pretty stupid not to share it with one another, I guess. Best friends, and we've known so much about one another. I think both of us were pretty blind, maybe because we needed to be. If I looked too closely, I might have realized it earlier and it could have gotten us here before we were ready."
Scott's entire body thrums with this incredible need to be close, to hold, and protect Stiles. It's beyond his natural need, and he wants to laugh at himself right now, to deny all these intense and strange new urges he has concerning the most important person in his life, but there's nothing Scott can do but fall into it.
Dragging his fingers along Stiles' side, he leans in and kisses him a little longer than before, parting his lips and taking his time to smother himself in taste and sense. The wolf in him wants to roll around in Stiles' scent like a cat would a great batch of catnip-- but it's rather impossible. Instead, Scott breaks the kiss and nuzzles him softly.
"It's incredibly great, and I don't think I could have gotten anything better. It's going to be a little wild though. It's intense the way I feel, and these instincts that I have. I wish I knew more about them. I'm really interested in learning this time. Not making you do all the research." His hand slides down and grips at Stiles' ass and squeezes it tight.
"Fuck, you are so damn hot. You have a great ass too."
"Hey, yea, I guess you're right," Stiles says with a slight grin - sure he can't help but wonder how things might have been if they'd gotten here sooner, but it's nice to think that it happened now because they weren't ready for it before, that it was meant to happen now. "I definitely feel ready for it now. Feels... right, you know? Like I'd go kind of crazy without it now I know I can have it. And I'm not just talking about the sex, although that part is, ya know, pretty great."
He's rambling a bit, sure, but he doesn't actually feel all that embarrassed about it, not with Scott trailing hands over his side, with the way they're still wrapped up together, with the press of Scott's lips drowning out any self-consciousness he might even think about having. He feels good - about himself, about Scott, about everything that is happening right now. It's kind of nice to feel that way after everything they've been through.
"We can research together. Maybe ask Deaton some stuff if we can figure out a way to do it that isn't crazy embarrassing." He suggests, and he's about to say more but cuts it off with a yelp when Scott squeezes his ass - it's surprise more than anything else, and he laughs slightly at himself, reaching down to squeeze Scott's ass in revenge.
Leaning over Stiles, Scott's starting to figure out that talking is great for a while but it feels like they've gone over the same thing. They know how they feel, and that this was one hell of a coincidence. It's hard to go back to that second where their eyes met and Scott's heart began to pound when he thought about Stiles touching him. It's right there still, that thrum, that desire and need to be with Stiles in every way possible.
Kissing the side of his best friend's neck, he licks against it softly and then moves down further so that he can take it out to his shoulder, where Scott knows he can leave darker, greater imprints of their time together. He wants to remind the world that Stiles is his, not that anyone is going to have a doubt after their first time around. It's a little obvious to the rest of the world already. A sound curls in the back of Scott's throat and he lets it stay.
No matter what it might mean, Scott wants people to know that Stiles belongs to him now. It's a little ridiculous, but he also wants people to know without a doubt that he belongs to Stiles, no matter what it takes. Shifting his body to rub it more keenly against his friend's, Scott tugs at Stiles' ear. "What would you think about doing this again?"
Stiles lets the silence fall comfortably between them and lets his eyes slide closed, tilting his head and just enjoying the feel of Scott kissing and licking his way down his skin. It's hot, yes, but it's also just... nice. Good. Nice to feel cared for and wanted. Nice to feel that sense of belonging settle in his heart and just know that it's real and true - and completely mutual.
He feels his interest start to stir as Scott shifts against him, eyes opening again even though Scott's too close for him to really look at.
"I thought we already decided that was agiven...?" He says, half teasing "Unless you're talking about right now?"
He's pretty sure that is what Scott means, there's a certain amount of intent in Scott's movements that are hard to mistake, but he wants to make sure before he lets himself get too carried away.
There's a multitude of things that Scott wants, but one of them is to be with Stiles again. He knows that they can take their time. There's a world of it out there, and they're both young, but he feels so damn needy right now. There's still that porno running in the back of his mind, and the initial spark and remembrance of the way Stiles' fingers felt against his body, his cock.
He wants to feel it again. It's not like they've got to try hard. They're only laying here naked together, but still. There's a thrill that courses through him in knowing that he's wanted and he wants to be needed in the same way-- looked at like that again. It's a hunger that grows and curls not only in his lower region, but in his blood.
"I was thinking about right now, unless... you know.. you don't want to.. or whatever." He says, trying to be nonchalant about Stiles not wanting him, like it wouldn't hurt. Still, he looks at Stiles and then bows to touch his lips to the center of his chest, and licks a long stripe along his sternum.
A shiver runs through Stiles when Scott dips his head to lick up his chest, and for a second the reply he was about to give completely fails him. He manages to catch himself, though, and lifts a hand to comb through Scott's hair to get his attention.
"Hey," he says, softer than the current conversation probably calls for "I want to, I totally want to, are you kidding? You're crazy hot and this is crazy hot and we are going to be so hot for each other all the time, so just... you can be pretty much guaranteed that I'm always going to want you unless I'm like completely exhausted or something, and even then I'll want you. You know?"
He's rambling a bit, he knows, but he could see that edge of hurt being Scott's nonchalent facade and he just wanted to make sure that Scott knew he was wanted, and that not wanting sex and not wanting Scott are definitely different things. Right now though, he absolutely does want both.
Even though it was a bit of a ramble, it was exactly the thing that Scott needed. It was a Stiles' ramble and there was nothing more reassuring than the way he worked to rush through the words and thoughts in his head in order to make sure that Scott knew that this was okay, that they could do this again-- that the hunger in Scott's bones, his gut and somewhere deeper could be sated.
"Do you want anything different, anything more, better that I can do for you?" Scott's never thought much about this, but he knows that Stiles has since he's been curious about guys for longer. This works a little in their favor. In the meantime, Scott pays particular attention to marking up Stiles' abs, and then his hips. He moves across all the skin that's open to his mouth. It's a bit like imprinting, and he can't help himself.
"I swear, you taste so fucking good." Sliding lower, Scott looks up again. He wants to try more. He wants to taste more. He's not sure what Stiles might be into. There's not a part of Stiles that Scott doesn't want to taste. He doesn't want to cross lines. He doesn't want to do anything uncomfortable.
It's really hard to think, even about sex, with Scott's apparent determination to get his mouth on every part of Stiles he can reach. Not that long ago Stiles would have said he was was kind of exhausted, but the arousal is already building - slower, now, less urgent than before, but no less potent.
"Fuck, Scott, I don't even- I can't-" he huffs a laugh at the way his own brain can't seem to hold onto an idea of what he wants beyond Scott and more. He definitely wants Scott to fuck him again, that much is certain. He knows Scott is willing to let him top as well and he definitely wants to do that at some point, but right now the only thing on his mind is having Scott inside him again.
"You make it hard to think." He laughs slightly. It's nice, in a way, if a little frustrating in that moment since he's actually trying to. "There's definitely nothing better because you're already fucking amazing, but I guess... maybe we can try a different position? Like, I could ride you, or you could do me from behind? Not that we need to rush right into that or anything, 'cos this is great, you know? Love having your mouth all over me, everywhere, it's kind of hot to know you want to taste me that bad..."
He doesn't think his little speech is very helpful or coherent, but really it's Scott's fault for being so distracting.
There would have been time for Stiles to tap out if he was exhausted, or didn't want to do this again. Scott would have understood. He's got a fair bit more stamina than the normal human. It's hardwired into him along with his wolf. There's all sorts of things that he's learning now that he's found himself so taken with Stiles-- the one person he's certain will never leave him, that he can count on and be with like this for as long as they both want this.
There's a wonderland of tastes, scents and sounds all surrounding Scott as he runs his hands and mouth across every inch of Stiles' body. If there was a way he could stop, or help himself, he might-- but it's far too tempting, the need to all encompassing right now. Scott's body is throbbing with a force he's still learning how to control. It's so different with Stiles, and Scott honestly has no idea what to do with it.
"A different position. We can do that.." Scott smiles, but then dips his head back down. He runs his tongue over the entire length of Stiles' cock and down to savor his sac. Then he does something different. He presses Stile's legs back and opens him up so that Scott can see that fluttering entrance. His eyes widen, and he licks over his lips. The wolf in him purrs in the back of his throat. With a long slow stroke, Scott runs his tongue over that tiny hole, tasting the muscles and nerves in a long sweep. Then he plays around it, completely covering it in little licks, pressing in and pushing toward sacred things-- not that he can reach that far, but there's the thought. Scott hums as he works, enjoying every single second of what he's doing.
Stiles lifts a hand to tangle into Scott's hair, but honestly he's just enjoying lying there and letting his boyfriend do what he wants. He feels a little flash of guilt that he isn't doing anything himself, but it's kind of hard to when Scott is mostly out of reach and making him feel so good. He'll make sure to give Scott just as much attention later, he knows.
The drag of Scott's tongue down his cock has him moaning, he already feels incredibly, stupidly turned on, it's a testament to how much he wants this that he's ready to go again so soon, he thinks. And then, then. Stiles isn't entirely sure what Scott is up to when he pushes his legs back, but he moves easily with it, lets Scott manhandle him however he wants. Despite the sheer amount of porn he's watched he somehow isn't expecting Scott's tongue to drop lower, to swipe over his hole and make him gasp - it's surprise, yes, but from the way his cock twitches it's clear he is very much in favour of this new activity.
"Fuck." He breathes, and he's trying to find something slightly more eloquent to say when Scott carries on, licking around his hole, licking into him, and he's not sure he can do anything but moan because it feels so good and it's really fucking hot. He wonders if Scott can taste himself inside Stiles and his dick twitches again at the thought.
It's one of those things they never talked about, this kind of porn. Scott had been so curious and it turned him on even though he didn't know if he'd ever act on it until now. Then suddenly the urge was so overwhelming, and now he can't understand how he never saw it before. Laying here with his tongue screwing itself into Stiles' tight hole, Scott feels not only the beat of his cock, but of something far deeper.
He growls quietly in the back of his throat, possession deepening over the young male he knows is his. No one will ever touch either of them again. Nails turn into pointy versions of what they had been and dig a little tighter into the pale fleshy parts of Stiles' skin. Lapping and making a full on wet mess of Stiles' entrance, Scott pulls back a little and realizes that his fingers had changed slightly. He wasn't going to apologize.
"Fuck you are so hot, and taste so good with my come inside you." Licking his lips, Scott could smell and taste everything. Of course he could, he was a wolf. There was nothing he didn't smell or taste when he licked his way over his best friend's body. Running a long stripe of his tongue over Stiles' cock, Scott inhales deeply and pushes a finger into the damp entrance, not far without lube-- but deep enough to make a difference, to twist and fuck Stiles a little on the slick mess that Scott left behind.
Stiles is busy digging his own hands into the bed beneath him, trying not to writhe too much and whimpering with pleasure at the feel of Scott's tongue fucking into him, so he barely even registers that the press of nails against skin has become sharper, if anything the extra spike of pressure only adds to the sensation.
"Fuck." He manages in eloquent response to Scott's words, though after a moment he does push himself to say more, to give back the praise he's getting. "That felt fucking amazing, Scott, I-" he breaks off into another moan, interrupted by the swipe of tongue along his cock, which twitches again in response.
As Scott starts fingering him, he can't help but grin a little playfully.
"Mmm that feels pretty good too, but I want more than your finger back inside me..."
Considering it hadn't been that long since they'd done it, Stiles' body was still pretty open, Scott presses a few fingers in just to move around the entrance and work the tight opening a little, making sure that it's still expanded enough that the pain of taking him in won't be more than Stiles can handle. He figures they both enjoy the line that blurs pain and pleasure to a point. At least Scott knows that he does quite a bit. It comes from all the pain he's experienced, and how now it mixes into that line of knowing he's alive and that this makes him feel more alive than ever before.
Looking at that playful grin, Scott knows what he wants right now. Licking over his lips he pulls his fingers out and retracts his other hand. There's slow realization that he left slightly bleeding marks, but he's not a bit remorseful. There had been nothing but the quiet moans of his lover.
"I want you on top. I want to watch you ride me. I need to see your body as you take my cock inside you over and over." Moving to lay on his back, he waits for Stiles to move over him. Hands ready to help guide and hold Stiles as needed.
Stiles hasn't even noticed the bleeding, but he probably won't be bothered by it when he does - it's just another mark to add to the list, another thing to look at later and remember everything they've done together. Not that he's going to need the reminder, not when it's pretty clear they're both going to want to repeat this a lot.
He already feels empty when Scott removes his fingers, so when Scott moves to lie back he's quick to shift as well, grinning at Scott's words as he straddles his boyfriend's hips.
"Fuck that's hot. I can't wait to have you inside me again." He says, leaning down to steal a brief kiss before straightening up again and reaching for Scott's cock, guiding it to his hole as he gets himself into position and sinks down. He takes it slow, lets himself readjust to being filled up again and enjoys the slight burn of it - Scott's right, he does enjoy that blurred line, and he knows that it won't be long before the pain fades and he feels nothing but pleasure.
Laying back, Scott knows it's going to be more difficult not to be able to run his fingers all over Stiles at first, or suck and bite on him-- but he wants to watch. He wants to watch the hazy look come over his new lover's face as he sinks down on Scott's cock.
"Fuck, you look so good up there Stiles." He curses, so very contrary to his normal language. It feels right on his tongue like this. It all feels so good. Running his hands over Stiles' thighs, Scott watches as he carefully slides down on his cock with a slight groan. "Feel so good. Oh man, you're still so tight. So tight for me, baby." Scott doesn't think he'll ever get over the feeling of sliding so deep into Stiles' body. It's a wholly different feeling from anything he's ever experienced before and it sends a rush of pleasure in every direction every time he fills him completely.
"Feels like I could come from just this." He knows he needs more, wants more, but looking at how gorgeous Stiles looks sitting there, and feeling overtaken the way he does by it all does something spectacular to Scott. When Stiles begins to move, Scott does too. He steadily thrusts upward into his boyfriend, using his thighs and feet as leverage to make sure that he gets as deep as possible every single time.
It's weird how not weird it is to hear Scott talk like that, to hear the coarse language that he never would have expected from Scott even earlier that afternoon. It works though, it feels right to hear that praise from him - the fact that he's not the kind of person to talk like that usually just makes it even better, makes it feel like it's all for him, this wanting, lustful, possessive side of Scott is all his.
"Mm, you and me both." He chuckles softly as he settles in Scott's lap. There's something about being so completely filled up by Scott that almost tips him over the edge all on its own. He manages to resist it, though, just sits for a moment enjoying the feeling and letting his arousal ease just slightly - enough to make him last a little longer, anyway.
It's not long before he's moving thoug, slow at first but building with speed and energy as Scott thrusts up into him in time with his movements. For somebody normally so wild and uncontrolled it blows his mind a little how easy it is to settle into a rhythm, to slide down when Scott pushes up, to work together to make it deep and hard and perfect without even really trying.
He splays his hands across Scott's chest, giving himself a little support and leverage as he gets carried away into the sensations of it all.
"Fuck, yea, Scott, that's perfect, you're perfect, you feel so good."
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.
Stiles winds his arms around Scott as he sits up, moaning out encouragement and rolling his hips into every thrust. He tilts his head to allow Scott to lavish whatever attention he wants on his neck. He's probably going to have to wear some kind of douchey scarf for a week but he can't bring himself to care. Maybe he won't, maybe he'll just let everybody see it and just revel in being wanted that much and everybody knowing about it.
He lets out a yelp of laughter as he's rolled onto his back, taken by surprise but delighted by it.
"Fuck. Yea baby, fill me up with come." He moans, bucking up into Scott's hand. It's not going to take him long to come like this either, Scott thrusting into him and a firm hand wrapped around his cock. "You feel amazing. Fuck. Harder, please? I'm so close..."
Something feels different, but he's too blissed out to really examine it, he just lets the sensations roll over him as he rocks into every thrust until he's coming, spilling over Scott's hand and onto both their stomachs.
No matter how many times Scott's had sex before, being with Stiles is different, it's more. It's like the difference between his wolf during the day and by the light of a full moon. There has never before been anyone who could compare to how he feels, or how his body feels when they are joined together. Scott knows that he's not only himself right now, but he's the best version of himself. He is alpha, and Scott, and his eyes glow bright red as he ruts against his beloved.
"Yes, Stiles. Come for me, fuck. Baby." Scott can feel Stiles' body tense around his and he turns himself inward, knowing that he's only seconds behind. His claws dig into the bedsheets, and Scott buries his face into the hollow of Stiles' neck, sucking hard as he empties his knot into Stiles' body. It's hard and thick and he cries out when it comes. It's a large hot boiling ball of Scott's most intense pleasure ever. He's never before felt this, or done anything like this, but he knows he's locked to Stiles.
"Fuck, Stiles. Oh god. Yes." He continues to push with tiny thrusts, feeling his come begin to slowly leak out, waves of aftershock threaten to undo him again and again for almost a minute as Scott tries to figure out what the hell happened. "Don't move.." He finally manages, lowering himself carefully down on top of Stiles.
"Holy fucking shit." Stiles' eyes widen as he feels Scott coming inside of him. He feels so incredibly full, like Scott is... bigger than before? Somehow? And there definitely seems like there's more cum. He's over-sensitive and ever tiny movement is sending waves of new pleasure through him, it's almost too much but not quite, and he feels like if he was capable of getting hard again right now he would be.
Whatever it is, it's intense.
He's locked in a blissed-out daze for a long time until Scott speaks and lowers himself down. He huffs a soft laugh, curling his arms lazily around Scott and planting a poorly aimed kiss on his cheek.
"Do I look like I'm capable of moving right now babe?" He asks, amused, still kind of out of it "What, uh, what was that?"
Laying with his body buried deep inside Stiles, still locked to him, his knot continues to contract, sending tiny spasms through his body now and then. "Shit." He breathes out and closes his eyes for a few moments, stars appearing behind his eyelids. It's like nothing he's ever felt before.
If Scott had any idea he could do this, he might have warned Stiles, but he didn't. Maybe it was because they're partially mated, or because the sex was so intense. He's got no idea. It's never happened before, and Scott has had plenty of sex before, even with someone he loved. This is far more intense though, and he knows that he is life partners with Stiles.
Kissing Siles' neck, he lifts his head again and clears his throat. "I... I knotted you. I'm knotted to you, I can't pull out until it empties, and it might take a little while. I - I had no idea that we could, that I could do that. No one told me that werewolves were capable."
"Fuck, really?" Stiles stares at him with wide eyes. He wonders if he should be grossed out, or worried, but finds that he absolutely is not. It's like he said before - as long as he's not actually going to have little werewolf babies, talk of breeding and the like was still on the table. Very much on the table, apparently, since now that he's locked on to Scott, so full of his come that it's leaking out a little even with the knot holding most of it in, the thought of Scott trying to breed him is... hotter than it probably has any right to be.
"Well, uh, I guess we'll just wait?" He huffs a laugh, and then after a moment he runs a reassuring hand over Scott's back - he hopes the joking confirms that he's okay with it, but he wants to say it more genuinely as well. "I don't mind, you know? I was actually... this is kinda weird but I was actually probably gonna ask, at some point, if we could, y'know, like go to sleep without you pulling out? Just thinking about you being inside me all night.. fucking me awake if you got morning wood, just... there's something really hot about it?"
There's a hint of red creeping up his neck at admitting it, despite everything else, despite Scott's knot being inside him while he's saying it, he still feels a little embarrassed to admit it - but it also feels right, to share his deepest darkest fantasies with Scott. Sure, they might find kinks that aren't compatible and that's fine, but when they are, fuck, he knows they'll be amazing.
At least Stiles isn't getting weird on him. That would be the last thing Scott could handle at this time. It means more to Scott than he knows how to express. He's never been this close to his wolf in a way that he can sense it as not only a part of him but also as an entity that lives in a slightly different way than him as well. Fuck. All the logic sounds like a big circle in his mind, but it makes sense to him, and that's the only person who has to make sense of it.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, Scott buries a kiss into Stiles' neck after Stiles mentions the whole bit about sleeping bound together. "I don't think I'd mind staying like this tonight, and then fucking you awake. I almost always wake up like that, and I'm sure that with my body being inside you, there's no way I wouldn't wake up any other way. You're so hot."
His own hands slide along Stiles's face and down his shoulders. Scott moved and slipped their legs into a more comfortable position so he could roll them both onto their sides. That way neither of them are lying on the other. Scott is spooning Stiles in the most intimate way possible. He moans again from the feeling of being locked inside his lover, still spasming here and there. It's unreal how it feels to be like this. "I'm so glad my first time like this was with you."
Stiles is still kind of blushing a little, but he can't help but grin at the way Scott is so relieved that he's not freaked out - and how easily he accepts the idea. Not just accepts, but seems kind of into. He's not entirely sure how he managed to get this lucky but he's not going to question it if he doesn't have to.
(Well, not right now, he's still pretty hopped up on endorphins, maybe later he'll have his standard self-deprecating freak out, but he also knows that Scott will be right there to reassure him when he does)
He helps as best he can get them manoevred into something more comfortable, but helping mostly ends up meaning just letting Scott take the lead since he ends up having a pretty good idea of how to more comfortably fit them together. It's intimate, and comfortably and so incredibly hot that he would probably be awake all night from sheer arousal if he hadn't already had two orgasms. Or was it three? He's lost count, though every little twitch of Scott's dick still sends a spike of want up his spine and he's really going to have to not think to hard about being fucked awake in the morning or he really won't sleep.
He smiles a little at the sentiment, snuggling back up against Scott and grabbing one of his hands to lace their fingers together and give him a little squeeze.
"Me too. Not that it wouldn't be incredible anyway but.. there's something pretty special about getting to experience this first, you know? Like it's just for me? Just feels... good."
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Date: 2024-03-17 04:08 pm (UTC)Stiles grins a little sheepishly - it's not entirely Scott's fault, he thinks, he was the one who got carried away following the train of thought. Scott is right, they should just focus on the here and now and enjoy it, rather than thinking too much about the future - there'll be time enough for that later.
"It's pretty crazy," he agrees with a laugh "good crazy, but yea I never would have thought it either. Obviously I noticed you were pretty hot because, well, I've got eyes, but I guess I just never let myself think about it too much, you know? Like it was off limits or something."
It's the cliché, isn't it? You can't fall for your friend because you'll ruin the friendship... but this doesn't feel ruined, this feels better than he could ever have dreamed.
"I'm glad I didn't let that stop me today, because everything we just did was really freakin' hot and I definitely want to do it again, a lot, did I mention that? And the fact that you're my best friend just makes it all even better."
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Date: 2024-03-18 12:44 pm (UTC)"I always knew you were hot. You've never not been hot to me..." Scott admits. He doesn't know why he thought it, but it's a thing that Scott realized a long time ago, like way back when he noticed that girls were a thing and that there were some good looking guys too. It was easy for him to think of Stiles as easily as it was one of the really great looking girls. But they were best friends, and Scott was straight, wasn't he? "I just always thought I was straight, until... I don't know a little bit ago. It was strange when I figured out I wasn't. I didn't know I could tell anyone."
He tucked his head into Stiles' shoulder, and kissed it, feeling the warmth of their connection return. It was so easy to take comfort in knowing that they were together now, and that he could do this when he wanted, or needed. "I don't just want, but I need you again. It's going to be a lot, a whole lot. I want everything. You're hot, and I want you so many ways, and I want to give you me too. I don't think I could do this if you weren't my best friend. No one else would ..uh, you know, get it."
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Date: 2024-03-30 02:34 pm (UTC)Stiles is pretty sure he's blushing, but while part of him wants to duck his head and hide it, another part of him doesn't want to look away, just wants to keep smiling at Scott and enjoying being able to just stare at him.
His smile softens at the confession and he nods his understanding.
"Yea I get that," he agrees "I figured out I wasn't straight a while back, but I never really knew how to talk about it either... I kinda made a lot of jokes, you probably noticed, I guess that was my way of trying to bring it up, but then I never really moved on from there..." he shrugs, laughing slightly at himself.
He grins again, leaning in to kiss Scott, brief but affectionate.
"I want you too. Everything you want and more." He confirms genuinely, a little excited to think about it. "It's... it's pretty great, actually, to be able to share all of that with you. All the things we'll get to do for the first time together."
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Date: 2024-03-31 05:37 pm (UTC)Scott's entire body thrums with this incredible need to be close, to hold, and protect Stiles. It's beyond his natural need, and he wants to laugh at himself right now, to deny all these intense and strange new urges he has concerning the most important person in his life, but there's nothing Scott can do but fall into it.
Dragging his fingers along Stiles' side, he leans in and kisses him a little longer than before, parting his lips and taking his time to smother himself in taste and sense. The wolf in him wants to roll around in Stiles' scent like a cat would a great batch of catnip-- but it's rather impossible. Instead, Scott breaks the kiss and nuzzles him softly.
"It's incredibly great, and I don't think I could have gotten anything better. It's going to be a little wild though. It's intense the way I feel, and these instincts that I have. I wish I knew more about them. I'm really interested in learning this time. Not making you do all the research." His hand slides down and grips at Stiles' ass and squeezes it tight.
"Fuck, you are so damn hot. You have a great ass too."
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Date: 2024-04-08 11:00 pm (UTC)"Hey, yea, I guess you're right," Stiles says with a slight grin - sure he can't help but wonder how things might have been if they'd gotten here sooner, but it's nice to think that it happened now because they weren't ready for it before, that it was meant to happen now. "I definitely feel ready for it now. Feels... right, you know? Like I'd go kind of crazy without it now I know I can have it. And I'm not just talking about the sex, although that part is, ya know, pretty great."
He's rambling a bit, sure, but he doesn't actually feel all that embarrassed about it, not with Scott trailing hands over his side, with the way they're still wrapped up together, with the press of Scott's lips drowning out any self-consciousness he might even think about having. He feels good - about himself, about Scott, about everything that is happening right now. It's kind of nice to feel that way after everything they've been through.
"We can research together. Maybe ask Deaton some stuff if we can figure out a way to do it that isn't crazy embarrassing." He suggests, and he's about to say more but cuts it off with a yelp when Scott squeezes his ass - it's surprise more than anything else, and he laughs slightly at himself, reaching down to squeeze Scott's ass in revenge.
"Well that makes two of us."
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Date: 2024-04-14 03:59 pm (UTC)Kissing the side of his best friend's neck, he licks against it softly and then moves down further so that he can take it out to his shoulder, where Scott knows he can leave darker, greater imprints of their time together. He wants to remind the world that Stiles is his, not that anyone is going to have a doubt after their first time around. It's a little obvious to the rest of the world already. A sound curls in the back of Scott's throat and he lets it stay.
No matter what it might mean, Scott wants people to know that Stiles belongs to him now. It's a little ridiculous, but he also wants people to know without a doubt that he belongs to Stiles, no matter what it takes. Shifting his body to rub it more keenly against his friend's, Scott tugs at Stiles' ear. "What would you think about doing this again?"
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Date: 2024-04-24 09:59 am (UTC)Stiles lets the silence fall comfortably between them and lets his eyes slide closed, tilting his head and just enjoying the feel of Scott kissing and licking his way down his skin. It's hot, yes, but it's also just... nice. Good. Nice to feel cared for and wanted. Nice to feel that sense of belonging settle in his heart and just know that it's real and true - and completely mutual.
He feels his interest start to stir as Scott shifts against him, eyes opening again even though Scott's too close for him to really look at.
"I thought we already decided that was agiven...?" He says, half teasing "Unless you're talking about right now?"
He's pretty sure that is what Scott means, there's a certain amount of intent in Scott's movements that are hard to mistake, but he wants to make sure before he lets himself get too carried away.
(Not that he thinks Scott would mind if he did)
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Date: 2024-05-01 08:33 pm (UTC)He wants to feel it again. It's not like they've got to try hard. They're only laying here naked together, but still. There's a thrill that courses through him in knowing that he's wanted and he wants to be needed in the same way-- looked at like that again. It's a hunger that grows and curls not only in his lower region, but in his blood.
"I was thinking about right now, unless... you know.. you don't want to.. or whatever." He says, trying to be nonchalant about Stiles not wanting him, like it wouldn't hurt. Still, he looks at Stiles and then bows to touch his lips to the center of his chest, and licks a long stripe along his sternum.
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Date: 2024-05-20 08:48 am (UTC)A shiver runs through Stiles when Scott dips his head to lick up his chest, and for a second the reply he was about to give completely fails him. He manages to catch himself, though, and lifts a hand to comb through Scott's hair to get his attention.
"Hey," he says, softer than the current conversation probably calls for "I want to, I totally want to, are you kidding? You're crazy hot and this is crazy hot and we are going to be so hot for each other all the time, so just... you can be pretty much guaranteed that I'm always going to want you unless I'm like completely exhausted or something, and even then I'll want you. You know?"
He's rambling a bit, he knows, but he could see that edge of hurt being Scott's nonchalent facade and he just wanted to make sure that Scott knew he was wanted, and that not wanting sex and not wanting Scott are definitely different things. Right now though, he absolutely does want both.
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Date: 2024-05-25 03:10 pm (UTC)"Do you want anything different, anything more, better that I can do for you?" Scott's never thought much about this, but he knows that Stiles has since he's been curious about guys for longer. This works a little in their favor. In the meantime, Scott pays particular attention to marking up Stiles' abs, and then his hips. He moves across all the skin that's open to his mouth. It's a bit like imprinting, and he can't help himself.
"I swear, you taste so fucking good." Sliding lower, Scott looks up again. He wants to try more. He wants to taste more. He's not sure what Stiles might be into. There's not a part of Stiles that Scott doesn't want to taste. He doesn't want to cross lines. He doesn't want to do anything uncomfortable.
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Date: 2024-06-02 12:36 am (UTC)It's really hard to think, even about sex, with Scott's apparent determination to get his mouth on every part of Stiles he can reach. Not that long ago Stiles would have said he was was kind of exhausted, but the arousal is already building - slower, now, less urgent than before, but no less potent.
"Fuck, Scott, I don't even- I can't-" he huffs a laugh at the way his own brain can't seem to hold onto an idea of what he wants beyond Scott and more. He definitely wants Scott to fuck him again, that much is certain. He knows Scott is willing to let him top as well and he definitely wants to do that at some point, but right now the only thing on his mind is having Scott inside him again.
"You make it hard to think." He laughs slightly. It's nice, in a way, if a little frustrating in that moment since he's actually trying to. "There's definitely nothing better because you're already fucking amazing, but I guess... maybe we can try a different position? Like, I could ride you, or you could do me from behind? Not that we need to rush right into that or anything, 'cos this is great, you know? Love having your mouth all over me, everywhere, it's kind of hot to know you want to taste me that bad..."
He doesn't think his little speech is very helpful or coherent, but really it's Scott's fault for being so distracting.
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Date: 2024-06-03 11:17 am (UTC)There's a wonderland of tastes, scents and sounds all surrounding Scott as he runs his hands and mouth across every inch of Stiles' body. If there was a way he could stop, or help himself, he might-- but it's far too tempting, the need to all encompassing right now. Scott's body is throbbing with a force he's still learning how to control. It's so different with Stiles, and Scott honestly has no idea what to do with it.
"A different position. We can do that.." Scott smiles, but then dips his head back down. He runs his tongue over the entire length of Stiles' cock and down to savor his sac. Then he does something different. He presses Stile's legs back and opens him up so that Scott can see that fluttering entrance. His eyes widen, and he licks over his lips. The wolf in him purrs in the back of his throat. With a long slow stroke, Scott runs his tongue over that tiny hole, tasting the muscles and nerves in a long sweep. Then he plays around it, completely covering it in little licks, pressing in and pushing toward sacred things-- not that he can reach that far, but there's the thought. Scott hums as he works, enjoying every single second of what he's doing.
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Date: 2024-06-07 05:31 pm (UTC)Stiles lifts a hand to tangle into Scott's hair, but honestly he's just enjoying lying there and letting his boyfriend do what he wants. He feels a little flash of guilt that he isn't doing anything himself, but it's kind of hard to when Scott is mostly out of reach and making him feel so good. He'll make sure to give Scott just as much attention later, he knows.
The drag of Scott's tongue down his cock has him moaning, he already feels incredibly, stupidly turned on, it's a testament to how much he wants this that he's ready to go again so soon, he thinks. And then, then. Stiles isn't entirely sure what Scott is up to when he pushes his legs back, but he moves easily with it, lets Scott manhandle him however he wants. Despite the sheer amount of porn he's watched he somehow isn't expecting Scott's tongue to drop lower, to swipe over his hole and make him gasp - it's surprise, yes, but from the way his cock twitches it's clear he is very much in favour of this new activity.
"Fuck." He breathes, and he's trying to find something slightly more eloquent to say when Scott carries on, licking around his hole, licking into him, and he's not sure he can do anything but moan because it feels so good and it's really fucking hot. He wonders if Scott can taste himself inside Stiles and his dick twitches again at the thought.
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Date: 2024-06-15 03:30 pm (UTC)He growls quietly in the back of his throat, possession deepening over the young male he knows is his. No one will ever touch either of them again. Nails turn into pointy versions of what they had been and dig a little tighter into the pale fleshy parts of Stiles' skin. Lapping and making a full on wet mess of Stiles' entrance, Scott pulls back a little and realizes that his fingers had changed slightly. He wasn't going to apologize.
"Fuck you are so hot, and taste so good with my come inside you." Licking his lips, Scott could smell and taste everything. Of course he could, he was a wolf. There was nothing he didn't smell or taste when he licked his way over his best friend's body. Running a long stripe of his tongue over Stiles' cock, Scott inhales deeply and pushes a finger into the damp entrance, not far without lube-- but deep enough to make a difference, to twist and fuck Stiles a little on the slick mess that Scott left behind.
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Date: 2024-06-16 12:42 am (UTC)Stiles is busy digging his own hands into the bed beneath him, trying not to writhe too much and whimpering with pleasure at the feel of Scott's tongue fucking into him, so he barely even registers that the press of nails against skin has become sharper, if anything the extra spike of pressure only adds to the sensation.
"Fuck." He manages in eloquent response to Scott's words, though after a moment he does push himself to say more, to give back the praise he's getting. "That felt fucking amazing, Scott, I-" he breaks off into another moan, interrupted by the swipe of tongue along his cock, which twitches again in response.
As Scott starts fingering him, he can't help but grin a little playfully.
"Mmm that feels pretty good too, but I want more than your finger back inside me..."
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Date: 2024-06-22 03:25 pm (UTC)Looking at that playful grin, Scott knows what he wants right now. Licking over his lips he pulls his fingers out and retracts his other hand. There's slow realization that he left slightly bleeding marks, but he's not a bit remorseful. There had been nothing but the quiet moans of his lover.
"I want you on top. I want to watch you ride me. I need to see your body as you take my cock inside you over and over." Moving to lay on his back, he waits for Stiles to move over him. Hands ready to help guide and hold Stiles as needed.
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Date: 2024-06-23 12:37 am (UTC)Stiles hasn't even noticed the bleeding, but he probably won't be bothered by it when he does - it's just another mark to add to the list, another thing to look at later and remember everything they've done together. Not that he's going to need the reminder, not when it's pretty clear they're both going to want to repeat this a lot.
He already feels empty when Scott removes his fingers, so when Scott moves to lie back he's quick to shift as well, grinning at Scott's words as he straddles his boyfriend's hips.
"Fuck that's hot. I can't wait to have you inside me again." He says, leaning down to steal a brief kiss before straightening up again and reaching for Scott's cock, guiding it to his hole as he gets himself into position and sinks down. He takes it slow, lets himself readjust to being filled up again and enjoys the slight burn of it - Scott's right, he does enjoy that blurred line, and he knows that it won't be long before the pain fades and he feels nothing but pleasure.
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Date: 2024-06-29 02:54 pm (UTC)"Fuck, you look so good up there Stiles." He curses, so very contrary to his normal language. It feels right on his tongue like this. It all feels so good. Running his hands over Stiles' thighs, Scott watches as he carefully slides down on his cock with a slight groan. "Feel so good. Oh man, you're still so tight. So tight for me, baby." Scott doesn't think he'll ever get over the feeling of sliding so deep into Stiles' body. It's a wholly different feeling from anything he's ever experienced before and it sends a rush of pleasure in every direction every time he fills him completely.
"Feels like I could come from just this." He knows he needs more, wants more, but looking at how gorgeous Stiles looks sitting there, and feeling overtaken the way he does by it all does something spectacular to Scott. When Stiles begins to move, Scott does too. He steadily thrusts upward into his boyfriend, using his thighs and feet as leverage to make sure that he gets as deep as possible every single time.
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Date: 2024-07-23 03:32 pm (UTC)It's weird how not weird it is to hear Scott talk like that, to hear the coarse language that he never would have expected from Scott even earlier that afternoon. It works though, it feels right to hear that praise from him - the fact that he's not the kind of person to talk like that usually just makes it even better, makes it feel like it's all for him, this wanting, lustful, possessive side of Scott is all his.
"Mm, you and me both." He chuckles softly as he settles in Scott's lap. There's something about being so completely filled up by Scott that almost tips him over the edge all on its own. He manages to resist it, though, just sits for a moment enjoying the feeling and letting his arousal ease just slightly - enough to make him last a little longer, anyway.
It's not long before he's moving thoug, slow at first but building with speed and energy as Scott thrusts up into him in time with his movements. For somebody normally so wild and uncontrolled it blows his mind a little how easy it is to settle into a rhythm, to slide down when Scott pushes up, to work together to make it deep and hard and perfect without even really trying.
He splays his hands across Scott's chest, giving himself a little support and leverage as he gets carried away into the sensations of it all.
"Fuck, yea, Scott, that's perfect, you're perfect, you feel so good."
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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.
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Date: 2024-08-18 11:09 pm (UTC)Stiles winds his arms around Scott as he sits up, moaning out encouragement and rolling his hips into every thrust. He tilts his head to allow Scott to lavish whatever attention he wants on his neck. He's probably going to have to wear some kind of douchey scarf for a week but he can't bring himself to care. Maybe he won't, maybe he'll just let everybody see it and just revel in being wanted that much and everybody knowing about it.
He lets out a yelp of laughter as he's rolled onto his back, taken by surprise but delighted by it.
"Fuck. Yea baby, fill me up with come." He moans, bucking up into Scott's hand. It's not going to take him long to come like this either, Scott thrusting into him and a firm hand wrapped around his cock. "You feel amazing. Fuck. Harder, please? I'm so close..."
Something feels different, but he's too blissed out to really examine it, he just lets the sensations roll over him as he rocks into every thrust until he's coming, spilling over Scott's hand and onto both their stomachs.
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Date: 2024-08-22 02:30 pm (UTC)"Yes, Stiles. Come for me, fuck. Baby." Scott can feel Stiles' body tense around his and he turns himself inward, knowing that he's only seconds behind. His claws dig into the bedsheets, and Scott buries his face into the hollow of Stiles' neck, sucking hard as he empties his knot into Stiles' body. It's hard and thick and he cries out when it comes. It's a large hot boiling ball of Scott's most intense pleasure ever. He's never before felt this, or done anything like this, but he knows he's locked to Stiles.
"Fuck, Stiles. Oh god. Yes." He continues to push with tiny thrusts, feeling his come begin to slowly leak out, waves of aftershock threaten to undo him again and again for almost a minute as Scott tries to figure out what the hell happened. "Don't move.." He finally manages, lowering himself carefully down on top of Stiles.
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Date: 2024-11-06 01:12 pm (UTC)"Holy fucking shit." Stiles' eyes widen as he feels Scott coming inside of him. He feels so incredibly full, like Scott is... bigger than before? Somehow? And there definitely seems like there's more cum. He's over-sensitive and ever tiny movement is sending waves of new pleasure through him, it's almost too much but not quite, and he feels like if he was capable of getting hard again right now he would be.
Whatever it is, it's intense.
He's locked in a blissed-out daze for a long time until Scott speaks and lowers himself down. He huffs a soft laugh, curling his arms lazily around Scott and planting a poorly aimed kiss on his cheek.
"Do I look like I'm capable of moving right now babe?" He asks, amused, still kind of out of it "What, uh, what was that?"
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Date: 2024-11-14 03:37 pm (UTC)If Scott had any idea he could do this, he might have warned Stiles, but he didn't. Maybe it was because they're partially mated, or because the sex was so intense. He's got no idea. It's never happened before, and Scott has had plenty of sex before, even with someone he loved. This is far more intense though, and he knows that he is life partners with Stiles.
Kissing Siles' neck, he lifts his head again and clears his throat. "I... I knotted you. I'm knotted to you, I can't pull out until it empties, and it might take a little while. I - I had no idea that we could, that I could do that. No one told me that werewolves were capable."
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Date: 2025-03-11 08:35 pm (UTC)"Fuck, really?" Stiles stares at him with wide eyes. He wonders if he should be grossed out, or worried, but finds that he absolutely is not. It's like he said before - as long as he's not actually going to have little werewolf babies, talk of breeding and the like was still on the table. Very much on the table, apparently, since now that he's locked on to Scott, so full of his come that it's leaking out a little even with the knot holding most of it in, the thought of Scott trying to breed him is... hotter than it probably has any right to be.
"Well, uh, I guess we'll just wait?" He huffs a laugh, and then after a moment he runs a reassuring hand over Scott's back - he hopes the joking confirms that he's okay with it, but he wants to say it more genuinely as well. "I don't mind, you know? I was actually... this is kinda weird but I was actually probably gonna ask, at some point, if we could, y'know, like go to sleep without you pulling out? Just thinking about you being inside me all night.. fucking me awake if you got morning wood, just... there's something really hot about it?"
There's a hint of red creeping up his neck at admitting it, despite everything else, despite Scott's knot being inside him while he's saying it, he still feels a little embarrassed to admit it - but it also feels right, to share his deepest darkest fantasies with Scott. Sure, they might find kinks that aren't compatible and that's fine, but when they are, fuck, he knows they'll be amazing.
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Date: 2025-04-07 07:54 pm (UTC)Breathing out a sigh of relief, Scott buries a kiss into Stiles' neck after Stiles mentions the whole bit about sleeping bound together. "I don't think I'd mind staying like this tonight, and then fucking you awake. I almost always wake up like that, and I'm sure that with my body being inside you, there's no way I wouldn't wake up any other way. You're so hot."
His own hands slide along Stiles's face and down his shoulders. Scott moved and slipped their legs into a more comfortable position so he could roll them both onto their sides. That way neither of them are lying on the other. Scott is spooning Stiles in the most intimate way possible. He moans again from the feeling of being locked inside his lover, still spasming here and there. It's unreal how it feels to be like this. "I'm so glad my first time like this was with you."
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Date: 2025-05-01 11:41 pm (UTC)Stiles is still kind of blushing a little, but he can't help but grin at the way Scott is so relieved that he's not freaked out - and how easily he accepts the idea. Not just accepts, but seems kind of into. He's not entirely sure how he managed to get this lucky but he's not going to question it if he doesn't have to.
(Well, not right now, he's still pretty hopped up on endorphins, maybe later he'll have his standard self-deprecating freak out, but he also knows that Scott will be right there to reassure him when he does)
He helps as best he can get them manoevred into something more comfortable, but helping mostly ends up meaning just letting Scott take the lead since he ends up having a pretty good idea of how to more comfortably fit them together. It's intimate, and comfortably and so incredibly hot that he would probably be awake all night from sheer arousal if he hadn't already had two orgasms. Or was it three? He's lost count, though every little twitch of Scott's dick still sends a spike of want up his spine and he's really going to have to not think to hard about being fucked awake in the morning or he really won't sleep.
He smiles a little at the sentiment, snuggling back up against Scott and grabbing one of his hands to lace their fingers together and give him a little squeeze.
"Me too. Not that it wouldn't be incredible anyway but.. there's something pretty special about getting to experience this first, you know? Like it's just for me? Just feels... good."