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Greenberg BHHS Cyclones Lacrosse No first name, okay? For the love of God please just call me Greenberg. Indie Teen Wolf blog Mun is 21+ Multi-ship, Multi-verse. Canon and AU, OC friendly.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

“Sounds like a plan.” He muttered, still grabbing a bit of hair to tug once more. It was turning into a bad habit now. “I’m gonna… try again if that’s okay.” He was feeling almost shy all of a sudden. So, he just took a moment for stroking her cheek gently with his thumb while he waited for a response.

[livinglavidagreenberg]

She stuck her tongue out at him when he messed with her hair. “Yeah.” Her hands slid down to his shoulders. “Good, yes. Kissing.” Lyric’s smile was goofy, and she couldn’t help it. They were awkward, and it was nice, and she really wanted them to be kissing again.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

This was proving to be more difficult than he’d thought. “Yeah, yeah… Let’s try that…” He muttered, furrowing his brows as he tried to figure out how to manoeuvre himself. He ended up swinging a leg over her and moving to rest on his forearms to keep his body raised. “How’s this?”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

His weight was more comfortable than she’d expected it to be, and the smile that refused to fade widened into a grin. “I like it. Just stay off my hair, okay?” She lifted her head to move her hair up and out of the way. That done, she let her hands settle on his upper arms. Her hands stayed there for a second before moving up to frame his face. “You won’t squish me. And if you do, I’ll make you move.”

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

Well, this was proving to be more difficult than anticipated. He laughed at her kissy face and tried again. This angle was better. But, it could still be improved. Bobby wrapped an arm around Greenberg’s waist and pulled himself up to lay against her. But, now he was shifted behind her since she was laying on her side. “We’re… not so good at this.” He admitted, cheeks going a shade darker.

[livinglavidagreenberg]

Lyric didn’t stop smiling as their lips met once more, and hummed when he moved closer. She couldn’t stop her laughter when he managed to make it even more awkward. “Good is subjective. But maybe if...” She turned herself until she was facing him better. “You could lay on me sort of and we can try that way?”

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

“Aw, fuck it.” He muttered. After all, the arcade would just be filled with kids that just got of school anyways, wouldn’t it? If they really wanted to play a game, he had Mario Kart for when his nieces came over. That was the same thing right? So instead he shuffled forwards– rather awkwardly– and planted his lips on her.

[livinglavidagreenberg]

Greenberg was momentarily confused, what was he saying that to? But then he moved closer. Was he– And then his lips were sort of on hers and she laughed at how awkward the angle was. She put a hand on his cheek and pushed him back just a little. “Hey, no. Try again,” she told him as she shifted onto her side once more. “Try again.” She even made a kissy face at him.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

She just wasn’t fair. She was beautiful and she didn’t even know it. Why wouldn’t someone want to be seen with her? Sure, she could grind on his nerves every once in a while but, usually it was all in fun and even Bobby could see that. “I think i’m a little old for the arcade.” Well, actually he was just out of practice and didn’t want to lose.

[livinglavidagreenberg]

“You’re just afraid that I really will beat you,” she teased, eyes sparkling. She rolled further, onto her stomach, and pillowed her head on her arm. “If we do go to the arcade, we could spice it up. If I win at whatever we play, you should show me what’s so special about the g-spot. If you win, I’ll do whatever you want as long as it’s not illegal.” She worded it in such a way that he didn’t have to do what she suggested unless he wanted to. She wouldn’t force him, though the still-lingering warmth in her belly reminded her how interested she was in the possibility.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

Bobby shook his head and turned himself around to press his back against the coffee table. It worked better than craning his neck at such a weird angle. “Games are kinda boring aren’t they? Repetitive. Maybe we could go out somewhere instead.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

Greenberg wiggled onto her side. “You actually want to be seen with me?” She felt like a mess, always did, and was constantly surprised when anyone wanted to hang out with her in public. “What kind of ‘out’ were you thinking? I could wreck you in one of the racing games at the arcade.”

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

“It could be worse.” He smiled back. ”You could be a school teacher.” He looked up at Greenberg, his head resting on the front of the couch. “It could. I’ve got snakes and ladders or monopoly…. chess. But, i’d probably kill you in all of them. I’m that good.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

She couldn’t stop her smile from getting bigger as she looked over at him, heart beating faster in her chest. “Stop being cute,” she told him firmly. “It make me want to kiss you.”

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

“You’re not that weird.” He replied, reaching up a hand to tug on a bit of her hair. So, basically this guy was someone who had no idea what he was doing and that it wasn’t all about him. “D’you want me to put the food network on for you? Or do you wanna play a game? Get a snack?”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

A small smile settled on her lips when he pulled her hair. “I’m magic. How much weirder can a person get?” She did laugh at his suggestions, and shook her head. “I dunno...” But on second thought, “A game could be fun, maybe?”

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

“What do you mean it wasn’–..” he paused and cleared his throat before getting back on track. “Still, I can’t really help you believe my side that they were all stupid and didn’t have a clue. I mean, obviously they didn’t if they’re not stickin’ around with you.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

She answered his question anyway. “He rushed and came too fast.” Greenberg shrugged; it wasn’t that big of a deal. “You know me, Bobby. I’m weird and scare people away. No one sticks around for long.” She closed her eyes and let her hands rest on her stomach. Of course they were talking about sex stuff and she was wrecking the mood with stupid emotional bullshit.

[chainedtotrees]

♣︎ -livinglavidagreenberg

livinglavidagreenberg

‘ you play guitar like a sissy. ‘ 

[chainedtotrees]

“I’m just jerkin’ you around, Greenberg.” He breathed with a slight smile. He couldn’t get a good read on his chemosignals. Not as well as he could with Stiles. So, he had to rely on just observation. “You’re not invisible. I’m looking right at you. Maybe you just need to put yourself out there more. Being on the team is a good start, but if you let them push you around it’s just gonna keep happening.” Said the kid with massive anger issues.

[livinglavidagreenberg]

“Sorry,” he replied immediately. He felt like an asshole for going off the way he had, but he really didn’t like being called creepy when all he was trying to do was help. He laughed awkwardly at Liam’s suggestion to put himself out there. “You can say that all you want, but you’re likable so it doesn’t count for as much as you think it does. It’s really not that easy.” He didn’t want to be visible, not when people shied away from the word ‘magic’ like it was a disease they didn’t want to catch.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

Bobby honestly, couldn’t look at her without his cheeks heating up. That was just too much. Maybe he was just a weak individual but, still. He kept his face looking to the side rather than at her. “Well, I don’t know what to tell you. Considering I don’t know what you did with whoever you were with. All i’m saying is that they were wrong.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

Greenberg made a vague penis-in-vagina hand gesture in the air above her stomach and shrugged. “I don’t know. It was good while it was happening. Missionary most of the time.” She frowned and looked at him for a moment before she looked up at the ceiling. “I did butt stuff once but it wasn’t very good,” she told the ceiling, cheeks warm from her admission. 

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[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

He almost gestured to himself when he realized that probably wouldn’t be the best bet considering they had different anatomy. Well, to be fair, he was also trained in sex-ed so maybe this wasn’t so weird?

“If you’re laying down on your back. It should be in the top front but, it’s easier to find if you’re turned on.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

Greenberg looked down at her lap. “Top front...” She tried to imagine what it would be like, where it would be and what it would feel like, but she was drawing a blank. With a sigh, she flopped over again and wiggled until she was comfortably on her back, spread out on Bobby’s couch.

“So like... Here? But inside?” She rested her hand along the button of her low-sitting jeans, her shirt rucked up nearly to her ribs from the wiggling to get comfortable. “I don’t think I have any idea what you’re talking about,” she confessed softly, a little embarrassed. She was nineteen; shouldn’t she know about her own body? 

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

Bobby didn’t follow her until he had gone to the kitchen and gotten a glass of water. And even then, he still didn’t sit with her. He opted for sitting on the plush rug on the floor. leaning against the coffee table and looking up at her.

“It’s like…” How did he do this without being super awkward? “It’s in there. And it’s a more sensitive spot than anything else and guys and dumb magazines try to pretend that it’s this all elusive thing. When really, they just suck and didn’t take the time to learn the girl’s body.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

She shifted from her flop to sit cross legged, her hands folded together in the valley of her thighs. A small part of her was pleased that she was wearing jeans, otherwise she would have been flashing him. 

“In there? Like, where though? You’d think I’d notice if there was a ‘more sensitive’ spot in an area that’s pretty dang sensitive to begin with.” She tried to think back on the experience she had, if she could remember anything being better than the rest. It was disappointing that she didn’t think there was anything that fit what he was probably talking about. Not that she was going to tell him that.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

Oh, his ears went red at that. She was almost seductive there for a moment. Until she laughed and that laugh made him smile and shake his head before he followed into the house, toeing his shoes off at the door. Because on non-lacrosse days he wore his slip on checkered vans like he was still with it.

“You know where everything is. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you to make yourself at home anymore.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

Awkward. But she managed to catch herself and get her high tops untied and off without another incident. She stood up quickly, brushed her hair from her face, and grinned at him before bounding into the living room to flop onto his couch. She really liked his couch, no matter what he said about it or the way she treated it. 

“Home made. Now. Tell me about the g-spot already.”

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

“I’m sure you did, Lyric.” He replied as he swung his door open and hopped out. The gym bag could stay in the back till later. He didn’t really need anything out of it right now.

“Can you keep up?  My house is gonna get hot if I keep holdin’ the door for you.”

[livinglavidagreenberg]

She pouted a little when he used her first name, though she had to admit that she liked the way it sounded when he said it. She scrambled to get out of the jeep, and barely managed it without falling on her face. 

She brushed full body against him and replied with a question of her own. “The real question is, are you sure you can keep up with me?” She danced away into his house with a laugh that almost came out as a snort. She only made it a few steps in before she bent at the waist to untie her shoes and almost toppled face first into the wall.

[kindahategreenberg]

"What the fuck's a G-Spot?" -livinglavidagreenberg [female!greenberg]

“Oh, honey. You honestly don’t know?”

[kindahategreenberg]

He took note that he’d have to get gas tomorrow if he went out. Normally, he’d just go one street over and get it now but, he felt far too shaky to not spill it or to be able to get the gas cap off. So, he just kept going on until he was ready to pull into his driveway.

“I guess you can.” Well, it was better than Mister Finstock or Robert.

[livinglavidagreenberg]

“Good because I’m going to do it anyway, Bobby.” Greenberg had always liked the way his name felt in her mouth, and took every opportunity to say it. Her own name was ridiculous, though she liked the way it felt, too, most of the time. 

“I really have had orgasms, you know,” she said as they neared his driveway. At least, she was sure she had. It had felt good and she’d felt good.