Me and Stiles start off as innocently tickling each other as we watch Captain America but then it all got intense. Stiles is quite competitive and the whole tickle fight turned into a play fight. At first it was even with laughs here and there but then it became so much more full of side glances but then Stiles took it to a hole new level as he effortlessly lifts me up from underneath my arm and leg. He spins me round and round. I punch his shoulder and he doesn't really notice he just looks at my lips. He puts me down on the floor delicately as we continue to wrestle flipping each other and other. Stiles punches me and I feign hurt. Stiles looks concerns until I full on flip and pin his body down. My bum is place over his man parts and I lean down from pinning his wrists down. I am well aware of my low vneck red top but Stiles is my boyfriend so I'm really not fussed.

"Ahah!" I shout, "I have the upper ground!" I quote from Star Wars.

Stiles is looking very flustered right now. Such a godly look.

"A Star Wars fangirl I see." He does in his Yoda impression.

I lean down further kiss him as I slowly let go of his wrists. His legs bend and Stiles' arms whip to wrap around my torso as we make out from this play fight.

Little did we know Sheriff Stillinski had walked in then straight out.

"I thought you were only watching a movie." Sheriff Stillinski half whines.

I stop kissing Stiles so he can answer his dad.

"She started it." Stiles yells with a huge grin with his messed up hair.

So I punched him because that's just the way I awkwardly flirt. Before I can register what's going on Stiles flips me around kissing me hard. The sheriff walks in again with a cup of coffee.

"Get a room!" He shouts not really annoyed, grossed out probably, but not annoyed.

"You're... the... one who's, mmmnn, home... early..." Stiles says in between my kisses.

I stop suddenly leaving Stiles breathless heaving above me.

"Let's get back to the movie Stiles." I say pressing play, plopping on the sofa and patting the seat beside me.

Stiles gets up with a hilarious expression and sits next to me as Sheriff Stillinski third time lucky walks in and sits with his brew.

"Stiles your whipped." Sheriff smiles sipping his coffee reading the newspaper.

Stiles' expression is priceless so I burst out laughing. He intertwines our fingers as he speaks to his dad.

"Do you even know what that means?" Stiles asks incredulously.

"Under the thumb, not alpha male," Sheriff laughs and Stiles rolls his gorgeous eyes, "Not the dominant one, Mrs wears the trousers in the relationship. Son, the list could go on."

Again, Stiles' face is a picture as me and the Sheriff laugh almost in tears.