Asexual Scott who never actually tells Stiles he’s asexual. He had every intention of doing it but it sort of slipped his mind. Stiles is always asking if it’s okay to hold his hand, to hug him, to kiss him. He gets comfortable and kind of forgets he’s never mentioned it. It all great until their kiss takes on a different edge. It goes deep, and slow, and filthy.
Stiles lets out this sound from the back of his throat. It makes Scott smile but then Stiles is moving to straddle his lap and grinding down and its not good anymore. Scott fights against himself and keeps kissing. Keeps giving Stiles what he wants. When Stiles fingers start fumbling with the button and zipper of Scott’s pants Scott panics. He lets out a freaked out sound and grabs Stiles’ wrists to stop him. Stiles freezes and pulls away.
“What’s wrong? What did I do?”
Scott shakes his head and takes in Stiles’ flushed face and swollen lips. “It’s not you.”
Stiles frowns. “Is this part where you go ‘it’s not you its me blah blah blah’ to tell me you aren’t really as interested in me as I thought.”
“No. I’m interested. Like 1000% interested I just-” Scott rubs his thumb along the inside of Stiles’ wrist, he still hasn’t let go. “I don’t want to have sex.”
Stiles let out a breath he didn’t notice he was holding. “Well that’s fine. We can wait. It’s no big deal. We’ve only been together two months.” Stiles tries to shift off of Scott’s lap but Scott moved his hands to Stiles’ waist.
“I don’t want to have sex. Period.”
Stiles frowned. “I don’t understand.”
“I don’t like sex. I get anxious and, honestly, a little terrified. The whole idea of sex with anyone makes me a little queazy. The one time I did it, it was…awful to put it simply and I went home and cried.” Stiles frowned. “Basically. I’m asexual.”
They sat in silence a few moment before Stiles carefully slid off of Scott’s lap. “Okay.”
“Yeah. Okay. I still like you and I still want to be with you.” Scott smiled. “But can I ask you a few questions?”
“Before this, just now, have I ever done anything you didn’t like?” Scott shook his head no. “Okay. That’s great I got scared for a second. And my second question. You got hard, just now, does like…does getting hard freak you out? Is me being turned on a bad thing?”
Scott shook his head. “I get hard sometimes. Kissing is really nice for me. But like just don’t touch it. Just pretended it’s not there. Same thing with you. You be hard. You can be hard and naked just don’t expect me to touch your dick.”
They fell back into a few moments o silence before Stiles grabbed the Xbox controller. “What to finish our Walking Dead marathon?” Scott nodded and watched as Stiles pulled up the show on Netflix. They were 15minuets into the episode before Stiles pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and cuddled up against Scott. Scot kissed the top of Stiles head and trained his eyes back on the TV.
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