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: 2024-07-23 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."