Your boyfriend Scott being too nervous to tell you he’d really like a blowjob, please. In his mind, there’s no way to ask for it that doesn’t paint him as a misogynistic pushy creep, three things he tries desperately not to be.
But god does he want one. You’re wearing the shiniest pink lipgloss you own and he’s had a god-awful week. He’s craving the mindless bliss only your sweet mouth around his cock can bring him and he kind of half hates himself for it.
After hours of him staying uncomfortably hard in his jeans and setting his jaw tight to try and fend off every x-rated thought that wanders into his addled mind, he finally cracks. His request starts with an “I love you” and ends with “only if you want to….sorry” but it doesn’t matter.
You’re on your knees, unbuckling his jeans before he could even finish his sentence. Honestly, you would’ve reacted the same way if he just simply said, “suck it, slut”, but your sweet boy wouldn’t dare speak to you that way.
Scott runs one shaking hand through your hair while the other rubs your shoulder, stuttering praises through breathy moans as you work his shaft with your expert tongue. The knot in his stomach slowly begins to unravel as he sinks lower in his desk chair, letting the floaty feeling of his impending orgasm take over his mind and wipe all his worries for the time being.
Your head bobs up and down in his lap, feeling his tip hit the back of your throat over and over again. He cums embarrassingly quickly, in a few thick spurts he apologizes profusely for. After swallowing his load, you move your mouth lower, suckling his sensitive balls until tears are legitimately welling up in his dark brown eyes.
When he’s so overstimulated he’s dizzy, Scott finally pulls you off of him and stares down at you like you hung the moon in the sky. You plant a kiss on his inner thigh and bat your eyelashes at him.
“Feeling better baby?”
He sighs shakily and chuckles as he tries to regain some semblance of his composure he’s usually so good at presenting.
“Jesus…fuck…y-yeah, fuck yeah I am, I love you so much, thank you,”
This might have been one of the most fun hikes I've done all year. It was gorgeous 😍 Scenery changes the entire way and lots to see around every turn. We hit 3 different lakes too. About 8 miles, 4 of that in snow 🤦 That was the only drawback, but it really wasn't that horrible. We had awesome weather and it didn't start to rain until we reached the car. There's more hikes in this area that I'll be putting on my list for the next time we visit!
oh yeah, that's teen wolf cub! i couldn't pass by dylan, he's my favorite, okay!? but these guys are great too. this russian song by a russian artist, i think it fits all of this perfectly. i apologize for any inaccuracies, my english is still incredibly bad.
I've been saving too many videos in this editing style lately so here you go;)))
a/n: hi babies! this is just something quick in honor of me finshing season two of teen wolf! pls pls pls, share this to get me more recognition! nighty night <3. (taglist)
remember that one dream you had?
stiles trailing kisses down your neck to your back before nibbling on your ear. “stiles..” you let out a shaky breath at his open mouth kisses.
you reached around tugging his shirt over his head as he chuckled lowly, “eager are we?” he looked at you one full of primal need.
a lust filled, desire craving, gaze. you shuddered as his cold hands slipped under the thin fabric of your shirt, caressing your goosebump ridden mid-driff.
you leaned forward as his hands snaked around your waist to your bra hooks. “hey” he cooed softly “hey..wake up” you shook frowning “wake up”.
you turned over groggily opening your eyes to see scott, “the hell were you dreaming?” he snorted.
Davina McCall, 57, reveals she secretly got engaged to boyfriend after brain surgery despite vowing to NEVER marry again
TV presenter Davina McCall has revealed she is to walk down the aisle — a month after declaring she’d never marry again.
The star, 57, and celebrity hairdresser Michael Douglas, 52, secretly got engaged this summer after seven years.
5
Davina McCall has revealed she has secretly got engaged to hair stylist partner Michael DouglasCredit: Getty
5
He has been a rock during her recovery from a…
Prompt: New Rules by Dua Lipa. Also requested by @sjsjsksskks
Warning: None just fluff and angst (I think)
Thank you to my amazing Beta for listening to my rants this morning about my personal life thanks to getting that off my chest I was able to come up with this! Thanks @lets-imagine-fanfics
ENJOY!!
****
You walked into the kitchen where half the pack was inhaling coffee. It was late at night so most of the pack was asleep but those who had work tonight or school work were still awake.
Lydia was eating a fruit salad whilst reading a text book of some sorts. Stiles was inhaling his coffee, complaining about work as Derek stroked the back of his neck affectionately whilst sipping his own coffee. Scott was cooking something on the stove with no shirt and a pair of skinny black sweatpants.
You sat down next to Lydia smacking your head off the breakfast bar counter. The loud thud caused Stiles and the rest of them to look at you with wide eyes. You sat up just as your phone started ringing. You groaned and looked at the phone with narrowed eyes.
“Don’t pick up.” Lydia huffed without even looking at the phone. She knew who it was without looking and that caused you to roll your eyes. You left the phone to ring but after it stopped it quickly started back up.
“Y/N you know it’s a bad idea right?” Derek muttered carefully. You stared at them but when the phone started ringing for the third time you gave in and picked it up.
‘Hey babe.’ He slurred down the phone letting you know he was drunk.
“What do you want David?” You sighed tiredly.
‘I miss you.’ He whispered softly. His voice sent your heart rocketing, no matter how many times you made this mistake you never learnt.
Before you could reply the phone was yanked out your hand. Lydia stood there with your phone in her hand. She quickly hung up on him with a scowl on her face. You let out a growl but inside you were momentarily thankful.
“One, don't pick up the phone. You know he's only calling 'cause he's drunk and alone.” Stiles sang as he danced about the kitchen, his coffee finally kicking in.
“Two, don't let him in. You have to kick him out again.” He continued with a laugh.
“Three, don't be his friend. You know you're gonna wake up in his bed in the morning.” He whispered like it was the biggest secret.
“And if you're under him. You ain't getting over him.” He giggled as Derek rolled his eyes at his boyfriend’s antics. Once he sat down on Derek’s lap Lydia spoke up.
“As much as Stiles is an idiot and his way of saying it is moronic, he’s right. You need to stop Y/N, it’s going to kill you.” She sighed softly as she placed your phone on the kitchen side.
You gave her a sad nod before sitting down. You laid your head on the counter as you thought back to your relationship with David. He was your first love, the boy you gave you virginity to. He was a coyote like Malia except he was raised by humans. He’d lived in beacon hills most of his life but coyote weren’t pack animals so even when Scott had offered to be his Alpha he declined.
He still hung out with the pack occasionally but you and he had grown close in that time. You eventually started dating but you knew he didn’t love you. For him it was just sex. After you guys broke up he called you when he was drunk, telling you he missed you but after sleeping with him he left like it never happened. It’s been five months since you broke up but every now and then he calls and for some reason you always crawl back. You couldn’t understand it yourself, but either way you did.
Ten minutes later there was a knock at the door. You shot out your seat when you caught David scent. You tried to run to the door but Scott beat you to it. He opened the door flashing his red eyes before catching you by the waist effectively keeping you away from your ex-boyfriend.
“You’re not welcome here.” Scott growled as you struggled against his hold.
“I just wanna talk to ‘er.” He slurred sadly.
“No.” You let out a whimper at his sad tone.
“Y/N listen to me. Forget his tone and forget his face look at me.” Scott mutter softly in your ear. You huffed but played along anyway. You glanced up at your Alpha with a frown.
“Chemo signals.” He muttered causing your eyes to widen as you zoned in on the chemo signals around you. You found Scott’s first his was concern and something you couldn’t quite pin point. Then you zoned in on David and your eyes widened in hurt. The only chemo signal coming from David was arousal. No hurt. No longing. Just pure lust.
You’re eyes welled with tears as you stared into Scott’s dusky brown ones. He strocked your cheek sweetly before pulling your head into his chest. Stiles came out the kitchen with a glare firmly on his face. Before anyone could figure out what was happening Stiles punched David across the face.
“Leave. If you come back I’ll take my bat to your pretty little face!” Stiles growled angrily as his boyfriend ran out the kitchen to grab him.
David let out a laugh before leaving calmly like he hadn’t just ripped open a wound that was already bleeding. Scott held you as you shook against his chest, but as soon as you were sure he was gone you burst into tears, collapsing to the floor with Scott who was making soothing sounds that frankly you barely registered.
You weren’t sure how long you cried but by then end of it, your eyes were sore and you felt beyond tired. Stiles and Derek had left for work and Lydia had gone to bed. You finally looked up at Scott who was holding you like you were the most precious gem. He shot you a sad smile before reaching out and stroking your cheek once again.
“You ready for bed?” Scott asked gently. You gave him a nod but as you tried to stand your legs gave out from under you. Thankfully Scott caught you before lifting you up bridal style.
He carried you to your bedroom before placing you in your bed. He brush your hair out your face before pulling the covers over you. You gave him a smile that probably looked more like a grimace but either way he returned it. And you were vaguely aware he bid you good night as you felt into a deep sleep.
****
You weren’t sure what time it was when someone shook you awake but you were aware you had tears sliding down your face and a sheet of sweat glistening across your entire body. You shot up with a sob you hadn’t even realised you’d let out, before glancing at the person who woke you up.
“Hey it’s okay. I’m here.” Scott muttered softly as he pulled you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around you tightly. You buried yourself into his chest silently and the tears involuntarily kept falling.
He rocked you back and forth until you finally pulled away your face covered with dry tears. He wiped mostly of them away before waiting patiently for you to speak. When you finally found your voice it was scratch and felt so raw you almost winced.
“I don’t even remember having a dream..” You muttered sadly.
“You were crying so loudly. Stiles tried to wake you but when he couldn’t he came to get me. I’m just glad I left you door open a little otherwise we wouldn’t have heard you. The soundproofing in this house is no joke.” Scott chuckled sadly.
You glanced at his chest quickly realising her was in nothing but a pair of dark red boxer briefs. You coughed awkwardly before he looked down and realised what you’d looked at. He flushed before scratching the back of his neck.
“How about I go put on some sweats then I can stay in here with you?” Scott asked softly his embarrassment fading quickly.
“I thought you hated sleep in clothes?” You chuckled in amusement.
“Well usually but I have a little more respect for you than to sleep in your bed in just boxers.” Scott smiled softly as you took in his words. They made your stomach flutter softly but you quickly dismissed it before looking at him.
“I don’t mind. It’s not like you’re naked.” You giggled softly before crawling into bed. He followed quickly getting in behind you so your back was against his chest. You sighed happily before closing your eyes and letting the much need sleep take you.
****
When you woke up against you felt someone restricting your movement and then when you tried to move something very large poked your ass. You thought maybe you left your sports bottle on the bed again but your eyes shot open as you remembered last night. Scott’s ridiculously large morning wood was pressing against your ass.
“Mornin’ how’d ya sleep.” He muttered sleepily as he started coming to.
“Yeah great…Scott I hate to embarrass you buuut your monster dick is poking me in the ass.” You deadpanned. He started flapping about until he finally fell off the bed. You burst out laughing as you looked over the side of the bed in amusement.
“M-Monster dick?” Scott stuttered his face bright red.
“Yep I thought I’d left my sports bottle on my bed again.” You giggled softly as he tried to cover up his problem with a pillow.
“O-Oh I’m so sorry…” You muttered the scent of shame taking over the room. You quickly hopped off the bed and bent down next to him.
“Scott I know it’s not because of arousal it’s fine. I want to be a doctor remember? I know it’s because of the need to pee. Not all the time but most of the time.” You shot him a smile before stroking his cheek gently.
“How about you go sort it out while I make us some breakfast and coffee.” You muttered sweetly as he nuzzled into your hand happily. He gave you a nod before running off to your on suite bathroom.
By the time breakfast was done Scott strolled down stairs in some tight jeans and a burgundy Henley. It wasn’t a tight Henley like Derek’s is was slightly baggy but recently Scott had been working out more with Derek so he was slowly filling out the top.
“What time do you have work?” You asked as you both sat down at the breakfast bar. Just then Stiles walked into the kitchen with a tired gaze before stealing a piece of bacon off Scott’s plate.
“I have work at 8am so in about thirty minutes.” Scott mumbled softly as he smacked Stiles hand away as the other boy tried to grab another piece of bacon.
“You have a day off today right?” He added with a mouthful of food, as he scoffed down his breakfast.
“Yeah no lecture today either so I’m gonna be lazy all day.” You giggled as you sipped you coffee.
You picked up a piece of bacon on your fork before holding it to Scott’s lips. He gave you a lopsided grin as you wrapped his mouth around the fork happily. You returned his smile before eating some more of your eggs.
“Okay well if you need me text me. I gotta go.” He stood up and cleared away his plates before walking back to you with a smile. He leaned down and placed a kiss on your temple before muttering goodbye.
You stared at Stiles with wide eyes as Scott left the house. Stiles stared back mirroring your expression. You flailed your arms around in an attempt to communicate something that only Stiles would most likely understand. He gave you a shrug before stealing Scott’s abandoned coffee.
You weren’t entirely sure what happened but you couldn’t exactly say you were unhappy about this little development if anything it made you heart fluttered excitedly.
Just then Derek walked in and Stiles looked up from the coffee, a smile broke across his face as you sniffed the air to get a feel of their chemo signals. You smelt the same thing you’d smelt on Scott last night so you glanced at Derek putting out your hand to stop him approaching Stiles.
“What’s that emotion raidiating off Stiles right now?” You asked Derek cautiously. Derek sniffed the air as Stiles made grabby hands at Derek ignoring my words.
“Oh that’s attraction.” Derek muttered as he opened his arms for his boyfriend, who happily ran into them.
“So like a toned down version of lust?” You asked in confusion because you were sure this smelt nothing like lust.
“No…Hmm how do I word this…It’s the pheromone that gets released when you’re in love with someone. It smells kinda sweet right?” He asked as he hugged his lover tightly.
“Yeah. WAIT...LOVE!?” You squeaked loudly as Derek flinched and started at your with furrowed brows.
“Yes. Love. Why where have you smelt it?” Derek asked with a laugh.
“S-Scott smelt like that last night w-when he was looking into my eyes…” You muttered shyly.
“Oh cool.” Stiles stated before pulling away from his boyfriend.
“COOL!? THIS IS A BIG DEAL STILES!” You screamed loudly.
“Not re-Wait…You really didn’t know he was in love with you this whole time?” Stiles asked in shock.
“You guys knew!?” You yelled angrily, slamming your coffee down on the table in frustration.
“It’s not hard to see. You were just too blinded by David fucking asshole Smith! I mean come on! SMITH! What kind last name is that!?” Stiles groaned dramatically. You shook your head before storming to your room to think about this new revelation.
*****
When Scott had gotten home that night, you’d locked your bedroom door. You hadn’t known how to face him. The reality of the situation had been too heavy for you to bear at that moment. You had still been so screwed up about David you honestly couldn’t have even thought about a relationship with Scott. Even if your heart had fluttered around him a number of times.
However now you somehow find yourself brimming with anxiety and seething with jealousy. Malia and Scott had gotten closer over the past few weeks since you had kept your distance but right now they were currently giggling and flirting away with one another.
You suddenly felt a wetness on your hand which made you frown and snap out of your jealousy. You looked down at you hand and noticed it was covered in blood. Your frown deepened as you tried to assess what happened. That’s when you notice your phone was practically bent in half on the floor covered in blood.
You looked up to see Stiles staring at you with wide eyes and suddenly Scott sniffed the air his eyes shooting to yours. You hid you hand before he could see it but that apparently did nothing because he was on your in seconds.
“Why are you bleeding?!” Scott asked with a panicked tone.
“It’s nothing go back to your flirtatious conversation!” You snapped before picking up your phone and storming out the living area.
You were about to close the bedroom door but before you could Scott burst in after you, slamming it loudly in apparent anger. He paced your room a few times before looking up at you with anger on his face.
“What the hell was that about!?” He growled angrily, his eyes flashing red.
“What are you so angry about!?” You snapped.
“Malia is down there thinking she was stepping on people’s toes by expressing her interest in me!” Scott screamed angrily as he took a step forward.
“YEAH WELL MAYBE SHE WAS!” You yelled back with an equal amount of viciousness.
“YOU HAVE BARELY SAID TWO WORDS SINCE THAT NIGHT AND NOW YOU SUDDENLY GET TO ACT JEALOUS!? I DON’T THINK SO!” He screeched.
“I FOUND OUT YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH ME! I HAD JUST BEEN THROUGH MY FIRST HEART BREAK! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO ACT! W-When all of a s-sudden you entered my head and started making my heart flutter…I-I was scared.” You trailed off as you tried to hold back the tears threatening to spill over.
“Is that what these past few weeks of avoidance has been?” Scott asked his tone raw with pain.
You gave him a nod before glancing up to see his face contort in pain. You let out a whimper as you took in his expression. You hated seeing this man hurt. Especially when it was because of you.
“Bu-But over the past few weeks as you a Malia got c-closer I realised…I-I want to be…” You stopped as you felt your tears start falling.
Suddenly Scott was inches from your face, his hands cupping your cheek like you were the most valuable breakable artefact in the world. His eyes were boring into yours, his expression one of hurt, concern and love.
“Please don’t cry…When I see you cry it kills me.” Scott whispered brokenly.
“I’m s-so sor-sorry I never w-wanted to hurt you.” You cried as you clutched onto his dark blue hoodie.
“I…I know…I know. I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m sorry I confused you and if you would let me…I’d love to kiss you right now?” He muttered softly as he looked into your eyes questioningly.
“Please.” You replied breathlessly as your lips parted slightly.
He caught your lips in a soft yet passionate open mouth kissed. It was sweet and portrayed everything you’d both felt the past few weeks. He twisted his head the opposite way as you did you same. Never deepening the kiss but you honestly didn’t care because this moment was the most picture perfect moment you had in your life and you were sure nothing could ever compare.
After a few more seconds he pulled away a little breathless. You stared into his eyes only to see the brightest loving look staring back. You stood on your tip toes as you leant up, throwing your arms around his neck, burying your head in his neck.
“I think I’m totally head over heels in love with you.” You giggled softly into his neck as happy tears dropped onto his shirt.
“If it makes you feel better…I’m totally head over heels for you too.” Scott chuckled happily as he hugged you back.
The only rule you knew you’d need in your life now was; Never let this beautiful man go.
