this is for @_oliviahope

Stiles' POV

"Someone needs to sex me. Someone needs to sex me right now!" I yelled, shutting my locker.

"Okay. I'll do it." I heard behind me. I snap around to see Danny at his locker.

"Plan to stay over. I like to cuddle." He added. I turned to Scott and back to Danny.

"What? That was so sweet, are you kidding?" I confirmed. He let out a laugh.

"Yes. Just get your girlfriend to do it." He said before leaving the locker room.

"Yeah." Scott said. I turned around and sighed. "He's right Stiles. Have sex with Olivia."

"I- I don't know if I can." I sighed, shrugging on my jacket.

"Is the boyfriend title not enough?" He smiled, leaving the locker room with me.

"How am I even sure she wants to have sex?" I asked, throwing my arms in the air.

"That's the point. You aren't. Girls aren't going to just say 'hey let's have sex'. They're gonna make you work for it." Scott explained.

"When did you become the woman whisperer?" I scoffed.

"I'm serious. After school today, just- pounce."

"Pounce? You do remember you're the animal." I marked sarcastically. He rolled his eyes.

"You know what I mean. Tease her today. See how she takes it."

"Tease. Tease, okay. I can do that." I nodded, encouraging myself.
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"Nope. No tease. I can't do it. What even is it. What's the point. Who came up with that." I procrastinated, standing with Scott at the jeep while I waited for Olivia.

"Oh come on. Just do it. I feel physical pain from watching you like this." He sighed, leaning against the jeep.

"What if she doesn't like it? What if- she thinks it's weird and breaks up with me?" I panicked, scenarios popping into my head.

"The last reason she would break up with you is your lack of sex skills." He laughed.

"Sex skills? Skills? There's skills involved?" I continued to panic, running my hands through my hair.

"Oh my god, I'm in over my head." I sighed, slamming my forehead on the door.

"Well, prepare because here she comes."

I whipped my head around and there she was, walking towards us.

"Hey." She smiled, stopping in front of us.

"Hey, Olivia." Scott smiled. I smiled, getting really nervous now.

"Hey. Ready?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Ready? Yeah, I'm ready. Born ready." I tried to laugh.

She shook her head laughing, and walked to the passenger side.

"Good luck dude." Scott said before going to his bike.

"I'm gonna need it." I mumbled before hopping in the jeep.

I pulled out of the parking lot and steered on the road, driving to my house.

"Are you okay? You've been uncharacteristicly quiet." Olivia asked.

"I'm fine. Just- ready to get home." I eased. She nodded before grabbing my hand that was in my lap.

I stared down at them. This is it. Teasing. Okay. I got this.

I placed our hands in her lap, laying my hand on her thigh while her fingers were still wrapped around mine.

I drew small circles with my thumb and Olivia quickly glanced at my fingers before looking back out her window.

I slipped my hand slightly up her leg, now fully holding her inner thigh.

I quickly looked at her, seeing her chest rising slightly faster than before. So it was working?

My thumb rubbed the top of her thigh, softly massaging her.

"Stiles?" She asked, looking at me. I stopped moving my thumb and looked at her.

"Y-yes?" I stuttered, seconds away from removing my hand.

She eyed me, her gaze evaluating my whole body.

"Nothing." She shook her head.

I let out a quiet breath of relief and pulled in to my driveway.

I retracted my hand as I got out of the jeep and walked into my house.

Olivia followed, dropping her bag on the kitchen table.

"Can I ask you a question?" She asked, leaning against the table. I hummed in response, walking up to her.

"Are you just dating me?" She asked, crossing her arm. My brain felt like it did a front flip.

"I don't know how to answer that- correctly." I stammered, tilting my head.

"I mean-" she sighed. "Would you-" she groaned, rubbing her forehead.

"Hey, it's okay. Just say it." I eased, grabbing her shoulders.

"Would you have sex with me?" She blurted out, looks straight into my eyes.

I was about to, attempt, to answer when she continued.

"Because you, like, we've been dating for awhile but you always get really fidgety when I bring up sex. So, do just not want to have sex with me?"

I was blown away.

"You really think I don't want to have sex with you?" I asked, leaning in.

"Well..." She sighed, shrugging.

"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." I breathed out, putting a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Excuse me, I-" I shut her up, slamming my lips on hers. She moaned, instantly wrapping her hands around my neck.

  Olivia's POV (awk)

I fully kissed Stiles, gripping at his neck.

  He latched his hands under my thighs, pushing them up. I followed through, and he sat me on the kitchen table. Stiles' hands moved to my hips, messing with the bottom of my shirt.

"Take it off." I nodded.

He quickly pulled it up and over my head, returning his lips right back to mine.

He presses his hips into mine, grinding and shifting in between my lips. I dropped my hands to his shirt, tugging at it.

Stiles got the message, throwing his shirt off. Laying my hands on the waistband of his pants, I broke the kiss and looked up at him.

"Are we doing this?" I sighed, searching his eyes.

"It's up to you." He nodded, taking  a breath from our intense session.

"Okay, but if I'm having my first time with you- it's not going to be on the kitchen table." I slightly chuckled.

He mirrored, nodding. "Yeah, makes sense."

He suddenly picked me up by my thighs, erupting a squeal from me. I let out a giggle as he quickly carried me up the stairs and into his bedroom.

He laid me down, crawling over top of me. Placing his lips on my neck, I immediately turned my head- giving him more access.

I felt Stiles' hand on my hip, playing with the button of my pants. He finally undid them, dragging them down my legs.

Lifting my hips up, he got my pants off and started with his. I dropped my hands to help,

"Oh my god, this is happening." He huffed, staring at his belt.

"Yes, Stiles. We're about to have sex." I smiled, nodding. A smile broke on his face and he looked at me.

"We're about to have sex." He repeated in awe. I let out a small laugh.

"Are we or are we just gonna talk about it?" I joked. He shook his head.

"No, we- we are definitely doing it." He curtly nodded.

I brought his lips back to mine, cutting the conversation.

He returned to taking off his pants, getting them all the way off.

A bulge was very noticeable, straining against the fabric of his boxers.

I pull away from his lips and begin to tug down his boxers. The trail of hair from his stomach, continues until it reaches his dick. I pull them down all the way, releasing his boner.

"Oh my god, Olivia. I need you." He sighed, trying to relieve the pressure by grinding against me.

I shuffled my panties down my legs, throwing them somewhere in the room.

Stiles grabbed his pants before reaching into the pocket and pulling out a condom.

He ripped it open and slipped it on, shuffling back on top of me.

"Are you ready?" He asked, barely putting himself in. I nodded, breathless.

"Okay. Okay." He huffed, slowly pushing in. I groaned at he stretched me, continuing.

  I felt a tear slip from the corner of my eye, sliding down.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Do I need to-" Stiles rushed.

"No, it's- just keep going." I nodded, gripping his upper arm.

He leaned down and pecked my lips, then my cheek.

"It's okay."

He fully pushed himself all the way in, slowly but surely. He made small movements, trying to ease the pain.

Now, the pain has subsided so I knew now was the time.

"Stiles, you can move now." I nodded. He looked at me before he looked down.

He slowly pulled out, then pushed back in. I felt pleasure, but almost not enough.

"Faster, Stiles." I sighed, placing my hands on his shoulder blades.

He immediately did that, quickly thrusting in and out. I groaned at the sudden movement, changing it into a moan at the sudden pleasure.

"Holy shit." Stiles breathed out, throwing his head back as he sped up.

Heavy breaths was the only sound I heard bedsides our moans. Just the sound alone brought me closer to relaxing the knot in my lower stomach.

"Stiles, I'm close." I moaned, dragging my nails down his back. He nodded, burying his head in my neck. "Me too."

His thrusts sped up until the knot broke, releasing a pleasure all over my body. I let out a loud moan, mixed with Stiles name. My back arched and my toes curled themselves.

Stiles released into the condom, the same noises erupting from him.

I was panting now, matching Stiles' choppers breaths.

He pulled out, sliding the condom off and throwing it away. He walked back to the bed, getting under the comforter just as I was.

I turned to face him, revealing his cheeks were a tinted pink. Small breaths were still coming out of his slightly parted mouth.

He pulled me close to him, our foreheads placed against each other.

"I love you." He sighed, pecking my nose. I smiled as I pecked his lips.

"I love you too."
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A/N:: someone drown me in holy water oh my jesus