Locker Room s.s
word count: 2703
summary: Stiles and Y/N are talking outside the locker rooms before the cross country meet in S3A
WARNINGS: SMUT
“So how does it feel being the only girl on the cross country team?” Stiles asked as he stood outside the girl’s locker room with you. You were going to go in to change, but Stiles pulled you aside to talk about Scott’s condition.
“I’m not the only one,” you counter with a smirk, “You’re on the team too.”
Stiles glared down at you, “That was not okay. You are rude. I do not like you,"
He went to walk away but you grabbed onto his arm, laughter flowing past your lips. Stiles stopped and looked back at you, admiring the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed. He turned towards you, looking you up and down as he waited for you to stop. It didn’t register at first. The way he was looking at you. You don’t think he even realized the hunger his eyes held as they scavenged your body. You stopped and looked up at him with innocent eyes.
"You know you love me,” you teased him before sticking your tongue out at him playfully. He didn’t speak, just looked down at you with dark needy eyes. The emotion in his eyes caused your knees to weaken and buckle, he’d never looked at you like this before but you were silently hoping it would become a reoccurring thing.
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