i have zero muse because my phone’s been stolen recently and i can’t get it out of my head and i know that that’s not an excuse but!!
i’ll try to get back soon, but for now, i’m on a semi-hiatus.

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i have zero muse because my phone’s been stolen recently and i can’t get it out of my head and i know that that’s not an excuse but!!
i’ll try to get back soon, but for now, i’m on a semi-hiatus.
demonic-madhouse:
Adam rolled his eyes, but nodded his head at the compliment. “I’m trying to be gay and feelsy here.” He complained, reaching over to stroke Stiles’ face.
Stiles leaned into the touch instinctively, sighing. “I know, I know -- I feel your gay and feelsy vibes.” He smiled. “I’m not good with words, but -- yeah, you know what I mean.”
Malia looks up at him, curiously, as his hands go to her shoulders, and part f her thinks she is doing something wrong- and that he is getting turned off. But, when she hears those three little words, she grins, her face lighting up, as she looks into his brown eyes. “I love you, too.” She whispers, returning the deep kiss he gave her, as her hands run through his soft hair, she moans low, as he kisses down her neck, her breathing increasing. “I’m so glad you’re here.” She whispers, closing her eyes, and her body arches into him, involuntarily as he marks her with his lips, he knows how that drives her insane.
He smiled, contentment filling his heart more than anything. “I’m glad to be here, too,” Stiles said, chuckling. “I missed you so much.” And it was true -- yes, his work was important, but he hated himself for not being able to take care of Malia as much. He feared that she would leave and look for some other person who could be with her all the time, then he’d begin hating himself again because he knows that nobody could love her as much as he did. He licked her neck then, leaving a trail down to her collarbones and dipping into her chest.
Malia’s snorts at his command. “What am I a dog?” She whispers teasingly, as she imitates panting, and then willingly floats into his arms, at least it felt like floating, his warmth enveloping her, as she presses her head against his chest, sighing. This was.. good, great even, being close to Stiles like this. “I changed my mind.” She says out of the less second, and her drunk brain thinks this idea is great. “I’ll carry YOU.” She adds, as she is suddenly lifting Stiles up, halfway, and laughing, as she shuffles to his bed, she topples onto it, with him on top, and giggles, lightly, closing her eyes. She even liked him on top of her like this. “Stilinski, you’re crushing me.” She murmurs, looking up at him, with a sly grin, to show she was joking. “I think I’m going to die, RIP ME.”
“Probably,” Stiles joked, eyes alive with shots and maybe a bit of something else. “Your mind -- “ he almost choked as she tried to carry him, awkward shuffling and his door slammed shut with a kick. Stiles falls on top of her, and he almost flushed -- almost. “Hm,” he hummed blankly, resisting the urge to inhale deeply. “You smell nice,” he muttered as he buried his nose along the crook of her neck, trying to tickle her discreetly. “And I’m not crushing you,” he defended himself, before taking on a teasing smile, “how about you get on top so I don’t crush you?”
demonic-madhouse:
“Oh, why thank you!” Adam grinned, then sobered up slightly. “Okay, so… I know this started as meaningless sex, but… You’re actually pretty cool.”
“God.” The sudden compliment caught him off-guard, but soon enough, he regained his composure. “I know I am,” he answered right back. “You are, too.”
“Do not confuse the fact that I haven’t killed you or your friends for the fact that I won’t kill you or your friends. You mean nothing to me. Remember that the only thing keeping you safe right now is Ravenna.” Malel narrowed her inky black eyes. “Your little nogitsune is nothing compared to me, he’s child’s play. If Ravenna let me loose, your little pack would be wishing for him back.” Then she leaned over the middle of their seats, a low rumbling laugh building in her chest. “I thank you for trying not to insult me, but I’m completely bad little human. Ravenna just keeps me in check so you don’t have to see it.”
Stiles leaned back, definitely intimidated. “Well,” he decided to speak, “thank God for Ravenna.” Stiles continued to drive away from the confinement, almost burning rubber as his attention reverted to the road, his foot heavy on the accelerator. His head was getting lighter and lighter -- he could already feel the effects of blood loss, and the sooner he got himself fixed, the better. He didn’t want to spend another second bleeding profusely.
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Stiles was new -- it wasn’t like he cared much about the customer’s names. As long as he got their coffees, it was good. So he was off staring into space when the customer said her name, and once he looked at her, she was actually... cute.And he was too shy to ask her again.
With shaky hands, he wrote beautiful on the cup. Fuck it.
demonic-madhouse:
“Hm… You loooove me.” Adam hummed, smiling over at Stiles. “But yeah. You’re learning well, young padawan.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” he answered, almost flustered. “I know I am -- you’re a great teacher,” he teased.
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demonic-madhouse:
“Hey, be glad I let you feed off me so much at all! Humans aren’t as durable.” He beamed at Stiles, but stuck his tongue out at him nevertheless. “And you’re really nice in bed. Despite little experience.”
“I would rather not find anyone else,” he admitted in a low voice. “And it’s not as if you can’t keep up.” He chuckled. “I learn fast, you know?”
demonic-madhouse:
“Oh, good! I mean, we’ve already had sex this week, so you’ll have to wait at least another three days, but…” He joked, glancing over to grin at Stiles.
“You’re such a dick,” Stiles rolled his eyes. He knew sex with himself was much more draining than just doing it with a normal human, but he knew that the other could handle it.
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“You know I’m not being honest about that, anyway,” he groaned. “Haven’t even started?” That sent a pleasant tingle down his spine. “Then you’ll have to teach me how to do this sometime.” He sighed. “I want to do it to you, too...” he smirked.
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He chuckled at that, then gently picked up Stiles’ hand and kissed the back of it. “You’ll be fine, baby. Just think how much fun the next time sex will be!”
Stiles smiled. “That’s exactly what’s keeping me intact right now,” he chuckled. “I’m definitely looking forward to it, then.”
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Malel slowly moved her eyes from her nails to the profile of the human she’s currently charged with keeping safe. “’A precious friend’ really now.” She sighed and leaned her head back, still looking at him and poking his cheek lightly with the end of her claw. “Ravenna tends to think people don’t like her once they find out she’s with me, a demon. Who could like a demon with everything that’s said about us,” Malel shrugged and laughed, “Don’t blame them - or her - for thinking it. We’re not a nice bunch but give her a chance, she is a good person and a lot of fun to be around.”
“A demon.” Stiles sighed. That sounded familiar. “It’s not as if she’s the only one who’s tied up with one.” He grit his teeth. “At least you’re not -- at least you don’t try killing off her friends.” The conversation brought back unwelcome memories of the nogitsune, which many believed wasn’t completely out of his system yet. “And I know that she’s not bad,” he nodded, “it’s not as if you’re the same person as she is -- not that I’m saying that you’re completely bad.” He coughed awkwardly.
Malia tries her best to hold back a moan, but the gentle touches felt SO good, it had been awhile since his fingers tips had landed on her skin, and she relishes in the tingles that seem to float down her spine. Malia smirks, as she looks up at him, she doesn’t know why, but when he calls her hot, it adds to her confidence. Her fingers slowly trail up his chest, as she nods. “Yes, doctor, Stilinski” She breathes along his neck, with a devilish grin. Malia was loving this quality time, already, and she could get used to it- but shouldn’t. And she enjoys teasing him, loves his faces when she pulls back, and looks at him.
Stiles wanted this to drag on for the rest of his life, and maybe a bit more after that. He placed his hands on her shoulders, then, his face serious. “Malia,” he began, his eyes trained into hers as he said sincerely, “I love you.” He placed a kiss on her nose then, “Don’t forget that.” He holds her hand and entwined them together, before leaning over to kiss her properly, mumbling, “Even if I can’t spend much time with you because of my job.” He moved over to her neck after, leaving little bites and kisses as if to mark her with his lips.