Stiles Stilinski

Lacrosse, freaking out about college, werewolves...just another day in the life

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My boyfriend is hotter than yours.

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Um, *wrong*.

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-Both he and Stiles have been pretending to watch television since Jesse left, Stiles vibrating with tension and Danny doing his best to soothe him with a hand on his thigh while pretending he wasn’t just as tense.

Their phones are on the couch beside them and when Stiles’ dings a text they both jump.  Stiles snatches it up, then makes a soft, strangled noise before passing it to Danny.

Danny stares at the picture, a hundred different emotions coursing through him in the space of a few seconds.  It’s Jesse, holding a baby, and a huge part of Danny just…aches.  He’s always wanted kids.  Always.  But he knows Jesse doesn’t.  Doesn’t want to risk passing any of what he is to someone else.  And he and Jesse and Stiles are kind of a forever thing so Danny’s accepted he’ll just live off of borrowing their friends’ kids whenever he gets to jonesing.  Except for now, at this moment, when he sees Jesse holding a newborn.  When he can imagine Stiles doing the same.  When in the next breath he expands that image to a dozen different snapshots of the three of them with their own children.  First word, preschool, junior league lacrosse.

He sucks in a deep breath and closes his eyes-

Oh. -he does his best to gather himself before opening them again and handing the phone back to Stiles-

Ask when we can come visit.  And if they want us to break the news to the DILFs for them.

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You’re witnessing the first ever heaven/earth/hell trifecta and all you’ve got is ‘oh’? C’mon, what’s that face?

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No, I know.  It’s really cool.  And I’m glad it looks like everyone is okay.  I just… It’s hard to know we won’t ever have that.  I won’t ever see Jesse holding our kid.  It’s not…it’s not important, okay?  I’m fine with it.  Don’t say anything to him, alright?

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What?! Whlo says we won’t have kids?! Kids are awesome. Mostly.

Look, so Jesse’s a little spooked. We just wear him down. Don’t look at me like that. He’s the one who saddled himself with the two most stubborn fucks on the planet.

Besides, he’s adopted. So we adopt. But later. Right? Like, much much later. -Danny punches his arm but he’s smiling and Stiles can’t help but grin back and pull Danny against him.-

Ready to go meet the little monster?

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-Both he and Stiles have been pretending to watch television since Jesse left, Stiles vibrating with tension and Danny doing his best to soothe him with a hand on his thigh while pretending he wasn’t just as tense.

Their phones are on the couch beside them and when Stiles’ dings a text they both jump.  Stiles snatches it up, then makes a soft, strangled noise before passing it to Danny.

Danny stares at the picture, a hundred different emotions coursing through him in the space of a few seconds.  It’s Jesse, holding a baby, and a huge part of Danny just…aches.  He’s always wanted kids.  Always.  But he knows Jesse doesn’t.  Doesn’t want to risk passing any of what he is to someone else.  And he and Jesse and Stiles are kind of a forever thing so Danny’s accepted he’ll just live off of borrowing their friends’ kids whenever he gets to jonesing.  Except for now, at this moment, when he sees Jesse holding a newborn.  When he can imagine Stiles doing the same.  When in the next breath he expands that image to a dozen different snapshots of the three of them with their own children.  First word, preschool, junior league lacrosse.

He sucks in a deep breath and closes his eyes-

Oh. -he does his best to gather himself before opening them again and handing the phone back to Stiles-

Ask when we can come visit.  And if they want us to break the news to the DILFs for them.

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You’re witnessing the first ever heaven/earth/hell trifecta and all you’ve got is ‘oh’? C’mon, what’s that face?

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I am ADORABLE.

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'New Work, March 2015' by Sarah Dunn

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Don’t take a photo of my id on my card…  @keahukahuanui (x)

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WHICH HARRY POTTER HOUSE DO YOU BELONG by The Try Guys

For everyone who’s NOT a Gryffindor

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How to find werewolves

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Step 1: buy dogwhistle Step 2: blow dogwhistle near a lot of people Possible outcome 1: Somebody comes close to you or asks what that sound was. You’ve found the werewolf. Possible outcome 2: no werewolves but dogs come to you and you can pet dogs!! Who doesnt like to pet dogs????

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#seriously kiddo?#dog jokes?#thought we were past those...

Dad, seriously. Did you forget who you were talking to?

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How to find werewolves

Step 1: buy dogwhistle

Step 2: blow dogwhistle near a lot of people

Possible outcome 1: Somebody comes close to you or asks what that sound was. You've found the werewolf.

Possible outcome 2: no werewolves but dogs come to you and you can pet dogs!! Who doesnt like to pet dogs????

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-Danny never could deny Stiles much when he asked like that.

It takes a little (a lot) of maneuvering, but Danny eventually finds a position that allows his dick to slip past Stiles’ lips while still allowing Danny to see his boyfriends.  It also puts him close enough to Jesse that he can lean in and capture his mouth right as Stiles sloppily licks up his length, then bobs his head to the time of Jesse’s hips slapping hard against his ass.

Danny groans into Jesse’s mouth at the sensory overload; sight, smell, touch, taste & hearing all overwhelmingly filled with Jesse, Stiles, SEX.  He blindly reaches down and finds Stiles’ dick and starts stripping him fast, because he’s pretty sure he’s right on the cusp of coming and he wants to take someone with him.  He bites Jesse’s lip and feels him shudder and Danny whispers against his mouth-

Love you, Jesse.  Love seeing you like this.

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-Jesse fists his hand in Danny’s hair, kissing him sloppy and wet.-

Love you so much. So fucking much.

-Stiles clenches around him and Jesse groans, heartfelt, head falling to Danny’s shoulder. Fuck but he can see all the ways they combine this way. The way he looks sliding in and out of Stiles’ ass. The way Danny’s hand looks as it wraps around Stiles’ dick. The bob of Stiles’ throat as he sucks Danny down.

Jesse pushes Stiles’ leg further back and, honestly how fucking bendable Stiles is is just another thing pushing him closer to the edge. Danny’s right there. Jesse knows it. He’s panting, hand gripping and tracing along Jesse’s skin, eyes unfocused and so gone.-

He feels good, doesn’t he, baby? Always knows how to use that mouth. Bet he can swallow you down, too. -And maybe Stiles does it because it’s Danny’s turn to collapse against his shoulder, the most delicious drawn out groan growling out past his lips. Jesse’s eyes cross as Stiles clenches around him again and again, a muffled shout accompanying his release.

Jesse grips Stiles’ hip in one hand and Danny’s neck in the other, thrusting through his own orgasm with a deep bite to Danny’s shoulder.-

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-They shudder like that for a long moment, Jesse’s teeth in his shoulder, his dick in Stiles’ ass, and Danny’s hand coated in cum.  Then Stiles groans.

My leg is cramping.  Get the fuck down here.

There’s laughter at that, and then Jesse is carefully pulling out of Stiles and Danny graciously decides to be the responsible one and climbs clumsily out of bed and retrieves a warm, wet washcloth from the bathroom.

When he comes back into the room Jesse is laying on his side beside Stiles, head propped on his arm as he talks quietly and runs a hand slowly up and down Stiles’ side.  Danny stills for a minute to take it in, to let a myriad of emotions wash over him.  A vague kind of jealousy is there.  Nathan had told him to expect it, had told him not to push it aside, because it was just something they would have to work through.  So it’s there, and he acknowledges it, but it’s almost immediately drowned out by a curling warmth in his stomach and a weird kind of pride and satisfaction in how far they’d come.  And all that exists along side the sheer wonderment of how gorgeous the two of them look, arranged like that.

Stiles flops his head to the side and breaks the spell.

Get over here.  You know I need all the manly cuddles.

Danny rolls his eyes and takes the last few steps to the bed, flinging the washcloth at the last minute so that it smacks Stiles right in the face-

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Be still my heart.

-Stiles cleans himself off, then Jesse. Danny took care of himself but Stiles cleans him off anyway. Any excuse to touch him more. Jesus, but they both look so good splayed out like this. Tossing the washcloth away, Stiles flops down between them, experimentally shifting his hips and feeling the tenderness in his ass.

Jesse Turner just fucked him. And Danny Mahealani just came down his throat. Oh if Stiles had a time machine to brag to his younger self and assure him that, no, he would not be a virgin forever.

Who says you get the middle?

Jesse’s got that eyebrow raise going on again.-

My sore ass.

-If you flail, all bets are off.

Danny pushes the blanket down and then over them, curling an arm around Stiles’ body. His hand wraps around Jesse’s forearm. We’ll just have to pin him down.

Sounds kinky.

Danny grins into Stiles’ shoulder. He likes that, too.

Good to know.-

Oh my god, both of you shut up and come here.

-There’s a snort and a chuckle but both of them are wonderfully obedient. Stiles falls asleep in minutes.-

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-Jesse holds his breath, watching Stiles as his eyes close and throat bobs around a thick swallow. When Stiles’ opens his eyes they’re nearly black with lust.

Oh yeah. Definitely.

Jesse licks his lips. Yeah, he wants this.-

Danny, look at that bruise on his neck. I’m thinking he could use a few more. What do you say?

-Danny grins, those fucking dimples stretching long and deep. Jesse? Jesse goes for Stiles legs, pushing him onto his back and spreading them wide. Fuck but he looks good like this.

Danny’s nibbling on Stiles’ ear, causing his eyes to flutter repeatedly. He waits, patient and transfixed, until Stiles’ natural curiosity outweighs the desire. Jesse’s lips quirk up, holding Stiles’ gaze as he replaces the finger stroking his ankle with his lips. He keeps eyes on Stiles as he mouths and licks his way up the inside of his leg.

The wet slick sounds of kissing take his attention from the groove of Stiles’ thigh and the salty taste of his skin. Jesse’s dick leaps at the sight the two of them make. At the sight of Stiles’ hand wrapped around Danny’s cock.

He can’t wait anymore.

Pushing Stiles’ legs back, Jesse licks across his hole. Sucks and tastes and pushes past the tight ring of him. He could get lost here. No, he could become addicted to this. To them. For once Jesse doesn’t think there’s a problem in that.-

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-He can’t decide what he likes looking at best; Jesse’s face buried in Stiles’ ass, and the brief glimpses he gets of his tongue as it fucks into Stiles, or Stiles’ face as he arches and writhes, caught between Danny’s mouth and Jesse’s.  Just watching them is almost better than Stiles’ hand on his dick.

Almost.

He keeps marking Stiles’ neck, sucking hard every time Stiles groans or whimpers, and one time biting deep when Stiles twists his hand just so.  Stiles bucks and hisses and Danny almost thinks he’s hurt him until Stiles gasps out,

Holy shit.  Do that again.  No, seriously, do it again.  Oh my God how did I manage to get two boyfriends with perfect mouths.  I am so fucking lucky.

Danny shuts him up with supposed perfect mouth, trading being able to watch Jesse to being able to taste Stiles.  And then Stiles shudders and whines and Danny pulls back enough to see Jesse has traded tongue for well lubed fingers. It doesn’t take long before Danny is shuddering right along Stiles, watching Jesse’s fingers move in and out, scissoring and stretching Stiles open.  Stiles’ hand on Danny’s dick has gone lax as he pants through Jesse’s ministrations, his eyelids fluttering closed with each thrust.  Danny slides a hand down his chest and scritches his fingers through his happy trail, then trails a nail along the borders of the anti-possession tattoo at his hip.

Stiles sighs and arches and then Danny and Jesse’s eyes meet over his body, Jesse’s with a slightly questioning look.  Danny licks his lips and nods.  Yeah, Stiles was ready-

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-Stiles is lost in a haze of hands and mouths, thinking how fucking perfect his life is right in this moment when Jesse’s fingers disappear.

Danny shushes him, thumb stroking across his stomach, which makes Stiles thinks that internal whine wasn’t so internal.

Jesse crawls back between his thighs. Hips up, Stilinski.

Stiles does so without knowing why. At least until he feels the softness of the pillow under his hips.-

Look at you. Danny, you didn’t tell me how sweet he was.

-Jesse gives him an eyebrow while Danny just laughs. Stiles thinks maybe Danny didn’t think he was funny so much as he knew what Jesse would do at that because in the next second, Jesse spreads him wide and pushes right in.

Stiles can’t breathe. He’s so fucking full of cock that he can’t see shit and doesn’t know how to function. Like some kind of magic button (and how the hell should he know, Jesse’s a cambion, maybe it is), Jesse kisses his ankle and Stiles is gasping. His mouth works again even if he has no idea what’s coming out of it.-

Fuck, Jesse. Fuck. -Stiles reaches back for Danny’s dick, sliding thumb around the precum at the head. Danny hisses when Stiles’ grazes his nail down the slit. His triumphant smirk is short-lived because right at that moment Jesse finds his prostate.- Fuck!

-Stiles licks his thumb, eyes rolling back at the taste.-

God, Danny. Let me taste you.

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-Stiles’ lips are red and swollen and he’s just as hard as Danny from where they’re grinding together, and Danny takes one second more to pull his bottom lip between his teeth before leaning around him to grin at Jesse.

Jesse’s face is a mixture of all kinds of things, like it has been all month, but Danny decides now isn’t the time to talk about it.  He knows the short of what Jesse has been dealing with all day, and he’s pretty sure what Jesse needs most now is just some touch.

To that end he holds out a hand, palm up-

Why don’t you come closer so we can get a better look?

-He keeps his grip on Stiles’ ass and his eyes locked on Jesse and lets the desire he’s feeling expand to include them both-

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-Seeing Danny’s face is all it takes for Jesse to not give one flying fuck about food.-

Yeah. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

-Kicking off his shoes, Jesse climbs on the bed. Stiles is grinning at him from Danny’s lap and he pulls Jesse the rest of the way to them by his collar. He doesn’t even have time to get his legs fully under him before Stiles pulls him in for a kiss. And what Jesse has learned these past few weeks is that Stiles kisses like he does everything else. All in, searching and learning every crevice of him for Stiles’ own purposes. On top of it all, he tastes like Danny.

Jesse turns to Danny now, feeling the hardness of his muscles as he leans down and takes Danny’s mouth. God, it feels good just to feel them. Danny bites his lip, gnaws it between his teeth and yeah, they are not going anywhere.

Sitting back on his feet, Jesse strips his shirt, satisfied by the way both Stiles and Danny’s eyes track across his torso. He crawls behind Stiles, earning a pout from said man until Jesse’s arms curl around him. Stiles is wearing a button down which makes this all the better. Kissing his neck, Jesse grins down at Danny, reaching for the first button.

Danny always did like a strip tease. Let’s see how he feels about this one.-

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-Danny’s lips part and small, breathy pants escape as he watches Jesse slowly unbutton Stiles’ shirt.  Stiles is all lithe muscle these days, beautiful and pale, and when Jesse finally reaches the last button, he peels his shirt off, revealing all of it to Danny’s view.  He leans on his elbows, sweeping his tongue over his bottom lip as Jesse scrapes his teeth across the underside of Stiles’ jaw and Stiles’ head falls back to rest against his shoulder.

For half a second, Danny feels something very like jealousy, because this…Jesse and Stiles together…had been the thing that had made his world fall apart, but then Jesse raises his eyes to meet his and a grin curves his lips and he knows this is as much for him as it is for Stiles-

Scrape your thumbnails over his nipples -he says hoarsely, the words slipping out before he can fully consider them-  He goes crazy for that.

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Shiiiit.

-Stiles rubs back against Jesse without even thinking about it, pulling a grunt from him and then teeth in his neck.-

Fucking vampire.

-Jesse retaliates by biting deeper and Stiles eyes roll back in his head. Which leaves him completely unprepared when Danny’s mouth wraps around his nipple.-

Fuck fuck fuck.

-Stiles loses track of time after that. There’s a lot of tongues and teeth, clothes getting gone (at least one article of clothing ripped), Jesse’s chest has red marks from Danny’s nails, and Danny’s hair is a wild mess from Stiles’ hands.-

God, Danny, come here.

-Stiles doesn’t wait, pulling Danny closer by his legs. It makes them all laugh at the way Danny bounces, but Danny’s laughter chokes off when Stiles’ swallows him down.-

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-Danny rolls his eyes as Stiles sends yet another text to their wayward boyfriend. He said he’d be here as soon as he can, Stiles.-

Danny, I have been on break for forty nine hours and you for even longer. We haven’t seen each other for more than a few make out sessions in two weeks. We have been dating for nearly a month and there has been no sex. There has been no sex, Danny.

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-He huffs, caught between amusement and real irritation-

You know, if all I was interested in was sex, I wouldn’t have broken up with either one of you.  There’s actually just a little bit more involved in a working relationship.  So sorry we’re not getting to the good part fast enough for you.  You know, Jesse and I waited a long time to actually have sex.  And we survived just fine.  Really well, in fact.

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Yeah and if I was just in it for the sex I would have moved on from you a long time ago and neither of us would still be living in Beacon Hills. But we are because that’s where Jesse is. Working. On a Sunday.

-Stiles crosses the room and scrapes his nails through the back of Danny’s hair.-

Just because I’m excited about sex doesn’t mean I’m not as equally as excited about everything else, dude. Besides, we have a date he’s about to be late for and a hotel room. Which...we totally need our own place. Because I don’t want to get a hotel room any time we actually want to have sex. Hmm.