**for the plot of this imagine, you're brother is Scott and you're boyfriend is Stiles. oh, and slight warning: smutty shower**

    Y/N POV

I groaned as I began another paragraph of my essay, and again, Stiles chuckled behind me.

  "What?" I asked, glancing to him as he fiddled with a slinky as he was sprawled across my bed.

"Nothing, you just make that noise every time you start a paragraph." He shrugged, chuckling. I rolled my eyes and looked down at my report rubric.

   "Well, that's because I need some way to let out my dislike for this enormous amount of writing and if I don't I'm a ticking time bomb, full of anger and information for the report." I scoffed. I heard shuffling behind me and I felt Stiles' familiarly large hands on my shoulders as he began to softly rub them. I had to contain every single fiber in my body to hold back any moans.

  "Well, that's because somebody is doing their report a day before it's due, unlike someone who did it earlier." Stiles said, and I could hear the smirk that was on his face by his tone of voice.

"Oh yeah? Well if you're so smart why don't you do this?" I mocked, pointing to my work. Stiles chuckled and nestled his head on my shoulder.

  "I think I'll stick to doing you." He murmured.  I sighed.

"Very appropriate. You really know when and where to place your pick-up lines." I sarcastically nodded. Disregarding me, Stiles started placing soft kisses along my neck, making me squirm as I tried to do my work at the same time, but the pleasurable feeling he was giving me was clouding my senses, making it difficult.

  "Stiles..." I sighed, moving my shoulder to try to get him to stop. "I'm serious, I have to finish this."

   "Fine, fine." He surrendered, backing up. Stiles sighed and began walking out of my room. "I have to shower anyways."

  "I'll take one after you." I said, my eyes still on the computer screen.

"Or- you could take one with me?" Stiles suggested. I scoffed and actually looked to him. The pleading expression on his face almost had me.

  "Someone's horny." I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms. Stiles smirked and shrugged.

"Come on. You have to take one anyway. Better take it now, rather then at 2 in the morning when you're exhausted and can't even lift yourself out of that chair." He argued. I sighed and looked to my report, then the time. He was right. Even though he just wanted to see me naked, his reasoning was all there. If I didn't take one now, I never would. I'd be too tired.

  "But-" I added, making him roll his eyes. "What if Scott gets back? You know how he gets with you just here at the house. If he finds you in the shower-"

  "He won't. He doesn't get back until 10. He's out with Kira all night." Stiles insisted back. I slumped, defeated.

  "Now get off your cute little ass and come save water and shower with me." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes and stood up, walking over to him. Stiles clasped his hand around mine as we walked into the bathroom. I couldn't help but giggle at the slight bounce in Stiles' footsteps as I shut the door behind us.

   As soon as I turned around, Stiles' lips were on mine. I let out my moan and immediately ran my fingers through his hair. In return, Stiles let out a moan of his own and placed his hands on my back as he moved me closer to his body.

   "God, I need you." He moaned to me, his hands gripping at my clothes hungrily. I smirked and dropped my hands to the hem of his shirt and began to pull it up. He complied and stripped it off, before ripping off his belt and dragging his pants down his legs then stepping out of them. Stiles stepped back to me and quickly took off my shirt, his hands slowly running down the sides of my body until his fingers hooked around the belt loops of my shorts. I grinned and unbuttoned them, taking them off as well. Stiles gazed at my body, before his eyes met with mine again.

  "I can't believe this is only for my eyes..." He mumbled, brushing hair behind my ear. I smiled and reached over, turning on the shower.

  "Now, remember, we're showering. Okay?" I raised my eyebrows. Stiles nodded, but for some reason, I knew we weren't going to end with just showering. I sighed and as I waited for the water to heat up, I unclipped my bra and took it off, along with my panties, making Stiles' eyes go wide.

  "Keep it in your pants, Stilinski." I mocked at him. He instantly looked down, seeing his straining boner behind his boxers. He sighed and took them off, before letting out a breath when he was released from the fabric.

I shook my head with a smile on my face and pushed the curtain aside, stepping in to the warm water. I let out a sigh at the feeling of each water stream easing the muscles in my back.

I shut my eyes on relaxation as I heard Stiles step into the shower as well. It took all my will power to not open my eyes and stare at his body, which he was oblivious to how amazing he looked naked.

"Come on, Y/N. I can't shower with this." Stiles whined, and I knew he was referencing his extreme hard on.

"Nope. We're here to shower and relieve me of my essay stress." I shook my head, opening my eyes to look at him. His eyes flickered away from my body, up to my eyes as his lips curled into a smirk. he stepped closer and snaked his arms around my waist, pressing my body against his.

"I could relieve you..." He whispered, kissing under my jaw. I bit my lip to hold back a moan, but this method didn't prove successful, as a moan let my lips loudly.

"You're just as needy as me." He rasped, dragging his lips along my neck. I let out a sigh. "You're just better at hiding it..."

I felt his hands roam over my sides, down to my hips as they glided over my wet skin. Stiles spun me around, so now he was standing behind me.

"God, baby. You're so tense." Stiles moaned, moving his hands over my back. He massaged and pressed his fingers into my back, making me instantly relax into his touch, leaning against his body.

"Want me to fix it?" He whispered, his bottom lip dragging itself along my ear as his soft breath made me shiver.

"Yes..." I breathed out, too deep in pleasure to speak normally. Stiles smirked and his hands began dropping down my back, until his hands fully palmed my butt. I groaned at the feeling of his hands entirely grabbing me and massaging.

  "Like that?" He whispered, before moving his hands to my hips, then even more forward. I tingled at the feeling of waiting for his fingers to enter me.

 
   "Do you want my fingers?" Stiles asked, pecking my neck once more. I bit my lip and nodded, throwing my head back on his shoulder.

  "Tell me. I wanna hear your words baby." He grumbled. I moaned at the sound of his voice.

   "I want them." I said, my voice coming out in a whisper. Stiles clicked his tongue and dragged his hands away.

   "You want what?" He asked. I groaned in annoyance.

   "I want your fingers inside me, pumping in and out of my pussy so fast my mind goes fuzzy." I snapped. Stiles immediately moved his hands back and moved me back around to face him abruptly, making my hair throw itself over my shoulder. I gasped at his speed, until he grabbed my thighs and picked me up.

   "Too bad you're not getting my fingers." He smirked. My face fell, until suddenly he hoisted me further up, my legs now dangling over his shoulders as he leveled his face right in front of my lower region.

   Stiles kissed my inner thigh, making me toss my head back on to the shower wall. He went further and placed a kiss right on my clit. I moaned louder.

   "Come on, baby girl. I know you can moan louder." He mumbled against me. I tried to stay still, but soon I felt Stiles' tongue give a quick lick. A loud groan escaped me, as I reached my hands up to grab something to hold on to. When Stiles' continued licking and sucking aggressively, I continued to let out moans as I gripped the shower head.

   "Oh, god Stiles... Keep going." I heaved out. He smirked against me and ate me out even faster, making my mind go fuzzy. My breaths came out short and quick, occasional moans coming out.

   "Are you close, baby girl? I can feel you clench around my tongue."  He moaned. I gasped as I realized I was, this though only made me clench harder.

   "St-Stiles, I'm close... Don't- ah..." I tried to speak. Stiles just licked and slurped faster, making my hands drop to his hair and pull and grip at it. He moaned at this.

   "Cum for me baby girl. I know you can. Let me see you cum hard for me." He moaned quickly. I groaned as I felt my knot break, releasing my orgasm. I sighed at the feeling, letting Stiles lick away at me.

   "My turn, baby." Stiles said, and suddenly, I was dropped before he stopped me at his waist. I draped my arms over his shoulders, still coming down from my high.

  One of Stiles' hands left me as he grabbed his dick and lined it with me, my slickness making it easier for him.

   "God, I need you so bad." He mumbled, digging his face into my chest. I nodded for him to continue.

   "I'm going to fuck you so hard. Right here in the shower. I bet you've dreamt about this. Having my dick quick slip in and out of you from the wetness of you and the shower water." He growled. I moaned at his words and nodded.

   "Hurry and fuck me already." I got out. He sighed and I felt him enter me quickly, the feeling making me moan.

   Stiles bucked his hips up instantly, pumping in and out insanely quick. He continue with his fast pace, making my breaths come out short.

   "Shit, Y/N. You're so tight." He moaned. I bounced on his dick, my hips coming back up to clash to his. The sound his wet skin slapping against mine was almost enough to draw me closer to my second orgasm.

  "Fuck, Stiles. Don't stop." I moaned loudly. Stiles let out a grunt and sped up, making me scream out.

   "God, Stiles! Fuck!" I screamed. Stiles moaned my name, and suddenly I felt him throb inside of me.

  "I'm close. God, Y/N you're clenching." He breathed out. I moaned loudly again as I felt my knot release for the second time, as I looked down to see me leak on to him.

  "Oh, God..." Stiles moaned, as he pulled out quickly and came onto my stomach. I sighed at the sight, the shower water rinsing away the orgasm.

  Stiles slowly let me down, but I stumbled into his body as my legs gave out.

   "Oh god, Stiles." I chuckled. Stiles did the same, wrapping his arms around me to keep me steady.

   "You still don't regret it." He smiled down at me. I smiled and shook my head, reaching behind me as I shut off the water.

  
   Stiles helped me out and with getting a towel on, gently drying me off. I looked to grab him a towel, but there was only mine.

  "It's fine." Stiles shrugged. "I'll just walk to the room naked."

  I rolled my eyes and opened the door, my eyes widening at the figure that was standing right outside the door.

   Scott.

His eyes were red, literally, with anger. Before I could blink, he grabbed Stiles and pinned him to the wall, his fangs bared at my frightened boyfriend.

   "Who the hell do you think you are?!" He screamed at Stiles. My eyes were wide as I clawed at Scott's shoulder.

   "Let go of him, Scott!" I screamed, but he didn't flinch.

   "You're having sex with my sister?! In my own house?!" He growled, shoving Stiles more.

   "Scott, it's not the first time!" Stiles argued. I slapped my hand over my face.

  "What?!" Scott was livid now. Stiles' eyes widened in realization, looking to me.

   "You didn't tell him?" He asked. I scoffed.

  "He didn't need to know we were having sex!" I defended.

   "You're dead, Stilinski!" He growled, pulling back a clenched fist. I squealed and grabbed it, preventing him from delivering it to Stiles' face.

   "Scott, one more harming thins towards him and I'll never talk to you again." I threatened. Scott's eyes widened as he looked to me.

  "Y/N! You said you were going to wait until you found someone you lov-" He began, until he froze. He glanced at Stiles and back to me.

   "Do you love him?" Scotts voice came out as a whisper. I smiled and nodded, making Stiles grin.

   Scott smiled and slowly let Stiles down, apologizing. Stiles forgave him.

  "I just- I don't want you getting hurt." Scott sighed. I smiled.

  "I'm with someone who won't. I'm sure of it." I nodded.

   "And Stiles, just- don't hurt her." Scott sighed. Stiles nodded and went to give him that guy-hug thing, but Scott shook his head in disgust.

   "Not with your dick out, bro." He scoffed. Stiles went red and ran back to my room, to put clothes on.

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A/N:: wow. stiles.... gets freaky in the shower. and I would honestly rather sell my soul than have Scott catch me doing this lol

     love you guys <3