this is for teenwolfexpert24 hope this is smuttastic enough

   **warning: SO MUCH SMUT**

   Charlie's POV

Stiles Stilinski.

Oh, the plethora of words I could use to describe that boy.

  Sweet, kind, caring, unbelievably attractive, thoughtful, and-

  Vanilla.

I loved him to death, he was the best boyfriend I could ever have, it's just... he's a bit too perfect?

  He has told me countless times that he doesn't want to pressure me into anything, but I can tell the sexual tension constantly gets to him.

  He wants faster, rougher, just like I do- he's just afraid to give it to me.

  So who better than to rant to than the sex-expert, Lydia.

  "I don't know. I want more. Like, a lot more. But it never happens." I shrugged.

  "He's just afraid. Under all that nerdish exterior, is probably three years worth of expertise porn." Lydia smirked, wiggling her eyes brows.

  "I don't think so." I shook my head. "He's just- too vanilla. You know?"

   Stiles' POV

"What are they saying?" I quickly rushed at Scott.

  I knew every time Charlie went to Lydia, it was to rant. And a rant- that was usually about me.

  "I don't think you really wanna know." Scott winced, turning around to me from the corner.

  I rolled my eyes. "Just tell me you big baby."

  "Stiles, I'm serious. You don't really-"

  "Scott." I chuckled. "Come on, it's not like she's breaking up with me."

  His silence scared the hell out of me.

  "Right?" I confirmed, leaning in.

He sighed and quickly tried to explain.

  "It's nothing big-"

"Oh my god." I breathed out, running my hands through my hair. "She's breaking up with me. What did I do? Should I apologize?"

  "Stiles!" Scott snapped me from my rambling. "I didn't exactly hear those words."

  "Then what exactly did you hear because there's quite a difference between 'I love him' and 'I'm breaking up with him'." I sarcastically grumbled.

  "All she said was that you're too vanilla." Scott huffed.

  "Vanilla? Scott, what the hell. Are you sure you heard right?" I said, cinching my eyebrows.

  "Yes." He sighed.

"Wh-what the hell does vanilla mean? Too sweet?" I raised an eyebrow, throwing my arms spastically.

  "Stiles-" Scott almost laughed. "It means like, the sex."

  My eyes widened as my mouth slightly dropped.

  "What.. Uh, what about it?" I stumbled.

  "It means like, too soft. Too slow." He shrugged. I was trying to process this, but nothing was happening.

  "So, she wants like... Rough sex?" I asked. Scott groaned and rolled his eyes.

  "Yeah. God, how did you even get laid by her in the first place."

  "Hey." I snapped. "It happens to be because we love each other."

  "Yeah, well, she obviously want a lot more love." Scott scoffed.

  I sighed and leaned against the lockers, still staring at her as she talked to Lydia.

  "What am I supposed to do?" I shrugged. Scott thought too now, before smirking.

  "Don't you have a pair of handcuffs from your dad?"

  My eyes widened at him as I glanced frantically from Scott back to Charlie.

  "Dude, are you serious? Like- she actually wants that?" I hurried. The more I thought about it, the more I had to concentrate about getting a boner in public.

  Scott just chuckled, nodding.

I looked over to Charlie, her attention still at Lydia. Completely oblivious to me and Scott's conversation.

  "Holy shit." I breathed out.

Charlie's POV

  Jesus Christ, school days really drag on.

I trudged to Stiles' jeep, my mood slightly perking up when I saw him leaning against it as he looked the wrong way for me.

"Hey you." I smiled as I reached the jeep. His head snapped to me and he smiled back.

"Hey." He leaned in, putting his lips on mine just like we did every day after school.

I grinned against his lips, pulling away to speak.

"So, my house or yours? I have a mountain of work from Harris." I chuckled. He thought for a moment and suddenly have me a nervous smile.

"My house? My dad won't be back until the morning since it's his shift."

I smiled and nodded.

We both got into the jeep, Stiles quickly pulling out and driving towards his house

Due to it only being a five minute drive, we quickly arrived and as soon as he parked, we both got out.

Stiles opened his front door for me, letting me in first as he followed behind me and shut the door.

Stiles grabbed my hand and smiled as he lead me upstairs, throwing his bag on to his desk when we entered his room.

  "What do you want to start with first?" I asked. "Cause if you have some we can-"

  I want interrupted by Stiles pushing us to the wall and smashing his lips to mine.

  I instantly joined, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling his face towards mine.

  "Or this." I whispered against his lips, kissing him harder.

  His hands left my sides and grabbed my hands, pinning them above me on the wall. Stiles moaned as he grinded his hips on mine, his bulge growing under his jeans.

  His lips left mine, until I gasped when he started kissing along my neck.

  "Oh my god..." I breathed out, moving my hips against his.

Stiles started giving harsh bites along my neck, sure to leaves marks I'd see tomorrow. He sucked and pulled at the skin, blowing on them before moving to the next one.

  I moaned again, trying to pull my hands out of his to grip at his hair. His long hair that my fingers were begging to run through.

  "Stiles..." I breathed out, tilting my head so he could have more access.

  He moaned this time, his hot breath fanning against my neck. Stiles let go of my hands and brought his face up to mine, putting his lips to me.

  "I want you so bad." Stiles mumbled against my lips, a low voice taking over.

  "Then have me." I whispered back, moving my lips against his.

  His hands quickly dropped to under my ass, picking me up on his own. I wrapped my legs around him, continuing to kiss him as he walked us over to his bed.

  Stiles dropped me on the bed, making me gasp before he crawls over me, his lips silencing my gasp.

  I moaned at his forwardness, jerking my hips up to meet his crotch.

  He continued moving up, pulling me with him until my head met the pillows.

   Stiles moved his hands to the bottom of my shirt, tugging it up. I obliged, pulling my shirt over my head and on to the floor. He moaned when he saw my black lace bra, slightly pushing up my boobs.

  Stiles cupped my breasts, kneeding them with his hands. One hand left, moving around to my back where he skillfully unhooked my bra, and slid it off me.

  Now exposed, he quickly attached his lips to my left nipple, making me groan loudly as he swirled his tongue around. Removing his lips with a pop, he gave my right one the same attention, making me moan more.

  I felt one of his hands leave my body, reaching into his bedside table. After shuffling through, he finally pulled out what he wanted.

  Stiles grabbed my hands and pinned them above me on the head board, before I felt him handcuff me.

  He locked them, dragging his hands down my arms until they reached my boobs again, giving them a small squeeze. Stiles continued his hands down my body, catching his fingers on my pants.

  "These are coming off." He whispered, before unbuttoning them and sliding them down my legs and on to the floor.

  "Oh my god." He breathed out, seeing my panties matched my bra.

  "I'm gonna make you feel so good. Then we'll see who's vanilla." He mumbled.

  I realized the sudden change in Stiles sex tactics. He heard me and Lydia.

  His hands wrapped around my panties, pulling them down too. My heat grew wetter at the though of being completely bare in front of him while he was completely clothed.

  Stiles crawled off me, standing at the end of the bed as he pulled my legs so that my knees hung off the edge.

  He crouched in front of me and used his hands to push apart my knees, showing how wet I was.

  He moaned at the sight, before he dropped his hands from me and pulled off his shirt and stepped out of his jeans, leaving him in his boxers.

  "You look so hot like this..." He moaned, luring his face closer to my heat.

  I moaned in anticipation, wriggling my hands. I wanted to push his head, needing his mouth against me.

Stiles finally gave in, pressing his lips against my heat. I moaned when his lips started sucking on my cilt, making pleasure run through my body almost instantly.

"Oh god, Stiles..." I breathed out. My hips kept rising from the bed, so Stiles placed his hands on them, pressing then back to the comforter.

Then I suddenly felt two fingers enter me, pumping in and out. I moaned louder this time, as he pumped faster, removing his lips.

"Are you gonna come, Charlie?" I heard him mumble, making me nod. I couldn't speak, there was so much pleasure.

"Come on. Come for me." Stiles said again, pumping faster. I felt the knot in my stomach increase, and I moaned one last time as I felt myself release.

Stiles let me ride out my orgasm, before bringing his face back up to mine. His face was slightly red, probably matching mine.

He put his lips to mine again, giving me a passionate, slow kiss. Not a rushed one, but the this one meant something. I felt the same sparks that I always felt when I was with him.

"Are you ready?" He mumbled against my lips.

I quickly nodded and he set his hand in his bedside table once again, pulling out a condom.

I tiredly watched him take off her boxers and slip the condom on, before crawling back on top of me.

"I love you, so much." He whispered, his face barely centimeters above mine. I gave him a soft smile and nodded.

"I love you too."

Stiles slowly slipped himself in, only inch by inch until he filled me up completely.

  He looked at me again and I quickly nodded, needing more.

  His eyes screwed shut as he started moving, in and out. I moaned at the feeling, but I needed a lot more.

  "Faster." I breathed out. Stiles quickly gave in, as he grabbed my legs and put them over his shoulder, before pounding into me. I let out a loud moan as his speed, loving the difference.

  "You feel so good around me..." I heard Stiles moan as he began to move faster. I moaned more, feeling the knot again in my stomach.

  "Almost there..." I sighed.

He let out a moan, before hitting a deeper spot this time. I moaned as he continued to pound into it.

  "I'm coming... Come on." He moaned. My breaths were quicker now, until I let out the loudest moan when I released. Stiles followed immediately after, moaning as he spilled out into the condom.

  "Oh my god." I heard Stiles sigh. I let out heavy breaths while Stiles pulled out of me and took the condom off, throwing it away.
 
  He walked back over to me on the bed, crawling to my hands. Stiles grabbed the key off the table and unlocked let, letting my hands fall to my sides.

  "Are you okay? D-did you like that?" He nervously asked, laying down next to me as we tiredly got under the covers.

  "I loved it Stiles." I smiled, pecking his lips. He smiled back and threw an arm over me, pulling me into his want chest.

  "All this to prove you're not vanilla." I slightly chucked.

  "I think you know now." Stiles smirked, kissing my forehead.
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A/N:: oh my god I can't believe I wrote that. I need to drown myself in holy water. hope you liked it!

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