ASOF: Redeye.
A/N; This is my new series! ASOF means a series of firsts. I really hope you like it, don’t worry I won’t leave you hanging for too long. ;) <3
Pairing: ScottMccallxOC
Author: thelittlestkitsune
Warnings: NSFW.
Word count: 6,862
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“Come on McCall, are you really telling me that you’re a pussy?” Scott stood on the cool metal, his arms folded across his chest as you looked over him. “I’m just not entirely sure that this is a good idea, I worked my ass off to get here, especially with everything I went through senior year. The dean here already hates me!” His words echoed through the large room. You smiled at him, your teeth bared as your tongue wedged between them. You backed away from him, stripping off the sundress that you wore. His eyes went dark as he watched over you, stepping close enough that he could touch. You shook your head as you reached behind you, unclipping the clasp of your bra, watching as it fell to the ground. Scott shivered but you knew it wasn’t of cold. “Are you a man or a mouse McCall?” You teased as you turned away, hearing a growl erupt from his chest.
You stretched out your limbs before leaping into the air, your body curling instinctively as you fell. The water below was warm as you broke the surface, water rippling around you. You stayed under for a moment, watching as Scott hung over the edge of the diving board. He waited for you to surface before he shouted. “I can’t do this! They’ll stop me playing lacrosse, they’ll stop me getting financial aid! I need it!” He looked stricken as you flipped onto your back, the lights hitting against the ripples that you created. “Well, it’s too late now, you’re here, so might as well have some fun with it!” You waded back in the water, barely concentrating on keeping yourself afloat as Scott stripped off the jacket he had worn all day. He pulled the fabric of his shirt taut before pulling it over his head. You loved looking at him like this, it was one sight you were almost 100% certain would never get old. You whistled, quickly diving under the water as he threw his shirt at you. You caught it but it was too late. “Scotty, I think you fucked up.” You held up, his sopping wet t-shirt. He groaned, his hands already on the buckle of his belt.
“Hey, that was your fault! You distracted me! But at least I have a spare.” You played it off, a look of shock on your face. “ME? You’re the one who threw it in the first place. Get your ass down here or i’m coming to get you.” He shrugged, leaning against the metal rail of the diving board. “Oh what are you going to do, soak me to death?” He laughed, his face lighting up as his laugh filled the room. “Pussy.” You said quietly. “What did you say?” His head cocked as he returned to taking his jeans off. “You heard me McCall, even a deaf human would hear it. A blind person could see you for what you’re acting like right now.” He glared at you, his shoes toeing off as he took his place at the edge of the diving board. “PU-” You watched as Scott turned his back to you, the muscles beneath tanned skin stretched to their limit. “-SSY!” He sprung from the board, his body hurtling through the air, spinning as he hit the water. You held back laughter as he swam around your feet, his hands reaching for your ankles. “Scott! I’m sorry, I take it back!” You yelled, your feet kicking at his hands as he reached for you again. He swam in circles around you, his hair swirling in the water as a cackle escaped your lips. “SCOTT! Don’t touch my feet! You know i’m ticklish!” You kicked again, your foot connecting with something that was harder than just a hand.
Scott surfaced in the water, the water breaking over his head as he screeched in pain. “Ow, Leah! The hell!” He gasped, clutching his chest, his breathing labored. “You touched my feet.” You spoke matter of factly, wading in the shallow water. “Doesn’t mean you had to kick out my lung! You know I have asthma!” He laughed, a devilish look in his eyes. You splashed water in his face as you laughed, his head flicking back to avoid the water. “Scott, you’re a wolf. Like a literal werewolf, you don’t have asthma anymore!” You cried as he swam closer to you. “I could still have asthma! You don’t know that, hell I don’t even know that!” He spoke, a chuckle through his words.
“Of course you know that, I know that, we couldn’t of done what we did the other night if you had asthma…” You trailed off, your body moving closer to him, moved by the current of the water, your fingers trailing over the patch of skin that was marred blue and purple the day before. “Leah, did you really drag me in here to take advantage of me, you know i’m helpless when you take your shirt off.” He drawled, his hands coasting over your waist, the water feeling cold compared to his touch. “Maybe I did McCall, maybe I wanted to take advantage of the Alpha who could take on the Beast, the true alpha of Beacon Hills. I wanted to take advantage of the Alpha who melts at the knees at the sight of skin and lace.” You whispered, wrapping your legs around Scott’s waist, your arms latching around his shoulders. You traced over the spiral at the nape of his neck, a more visible mark of his pack rather than the band on his arm. “Well, that’s awfully rude.” Scott murmured as he buried his head in your neck, his tongue flickering over the goosebumped skin. You moaned, the sound barely audible over the roar of the water. “You’re going to have to be louder than that Leah.” He smiled against your skin as you chuckled. “Why? You can hear me just fine Scott.” You teased, your hips rolling against his, his cock already hardening against you.
“You know I love the way you sound, the way my name rolls off your tongue. You make an innocent word sound dirty.” He chuckled again, his lips skimming over your neck, his tongue trailing the line of freckles you had from your collar bone to the space behind your earlobe. Your eyes fluttered shut as you dug your nails into his skin, reckless in your abandon as he would heal anyway. You gripped with white knuckles as he grazed your skin, his teeth sharp enough to break the skin, but his restraint was too much. You moaned for more, you wanted to feel him against you, his mouth on yours, anywhere on you. You hitched your legs higher on his waist, his hands roaming over your spine, trailing the spots that made you weak. You moaned as his hands roamed further down, smoothing over the skin of your hips, his fingers dipping beneath the band of your panties as his rough fingertips grazed over your ass. He gripped you closer to him, his grip tightening on you, as he pushed off the bottom of the pool, guiding you towards the edge of the pool. You lost yourself in his kisses, his teeth finally biting, a shiver shooting down your spine.
Your lip shook as you pulled his head from your neck, your lids half closed as you searched for his mouth, a mewl leaving your lips as you hit the cool edge of the pool, his tongue running over your bottom lip. His hands left your ass, continuing down the expanse of your thigh, nails raking into sensitive flesh as he deepened the kiss, his hips coasting closer to yours. You felt the warmth inside you spread, a kindling fire igniting somewhere deep inside you. You ground against him, your hips rolling against his cock, the water billowing around your bodies, every nerve in your body on edge. “Relax, i’m not going anywhere.” Scott cooed, his words vibrating over your lips, a cool wash of air over your burning skin. “I know, but I feel like if I don’t get to touch you soon, we may be swimming in a different kind of liquid.” You joked, your eyes finding his. “You’re gross. But damn, if you insist it’s that bad who am I to deny you of that?” He smiled, his tongue rolling over his teeth as his fingers latched around your knees, pushing them down. “Scott-” You whined, lifting your leg to hitch it over his hip once more. “Keep it down.” He demanded in hushed tones as he pulled you lower into the water.
The lights that you had purposely left on, dimmed before shutting off completely, only just showing the glare of the water in a reflection off the window. You heard footsteps as Scott moved closer to you, your heads not visible over the edge of the pool. Plastic clattered against tiles as Scott parted your legs, a glint of something in his eyes as he bit his lip, nodding for you to keep quiet. You nodded, your face flushing as your heart hammered in your chest. Whatever Scott was doing, he was being cryptic. You felt water move over your legs as you looked down to see Scott’s hand reach for your hips. You shook your head, your lip almost on the verge of bleeding as his hands slid over your panties. He smiled a toothy grin, his eyes looking up at yours as he teased over your inner thigh, his gaze finding your chest as you struggled to catch your breath.
Not a word was spoken as he pushed your panties to the side, his fingers lightly moving over your folds. You surged against him, careful not to make the water sway too loudly for the fear of being caught. His hand steadied you, anchoring you to his body as his fingers dipped inside you, sparks flying through your nerve endings as you clamped your lips shut. Your body stiffened as plastic clattered meters away from you, the smell of bleach and squelching of feet growing closer. Scott moved slightly, his hand reaching out of the water to clamp over your mouth. His other hand didn’t still, pumping in and out of you at an agonizingly slow speed. Your hips rolled against his touch, a desperate need for release building within you. His fingers sped up slightly, your eyes rolling at the change of pace as your legs shook. Your muscles ached as you tensed, his thumb rolling over your clit as you bit back a moan. Scott’s head nestled against your neck as his hand clamped over your mouth tighter, his hands slowing against you. You mewled, the sound unheard by anyone but Scott. You bucked your hips against Scott's hand as he peppered kisses on your neck.
You struggled to ease your heart rate as Scott’s hand sped up, pumping in and out of you at a speed that would ordinarily have you screaming. Your body was on fire as he hit your sweet spot, your brain turning to static as pure pleasure rocketed through you. You wanted to scream, to tell him everything that you wanted to do to him. The pressure inside you started to mount as his thumb circled over your clit, the sensation of the water billowing over your skin almost pushing you over the edge. You reached for anything, something to hold you back, to make this feeling last forever. You grasped at Scott’s skin, nails raking into his shoulders as your body shook, pleasure washing over you in waves as your back arched. A moan escaped your lips, muffled by Scott’s fingers as you came, your body letting go fully, Scott’s lips pressed against your boiling skin.
Your breathing stuttered as you came back down, your head spinning and your vision blurring. His hand came away from your mouth as you let out a shaky breath, your throat ragged and your mouth dry. “What the fuck Scott!” You giggled as he pushed away from you, a smile on his face as he stood up, checking that you two were finally alone again. “Hey! We were rudely interrupted but I didn’t think you’d want me to stop. I know what you’re like when you get going.” He joked as you splashed water at him, his jaw hanging slack as he splashed you right back. “You could've given me more warning than keep it down!” You near shouted, your voice echoing over the tiled walls. “I could’ve but what else could I have said? Janitor inbound? Pineapples? What?!” He laughed as you stared him down, pushing off from the edge of the pool. “Pineapples suffices. I guess!” You laughed as you swam to him, standing on your toes in the deepening water. “Pineapples it is.” He spoke, reaching for you to bring you closer to him. “Now I don’t know about you, but all this swimming is making me thirsty, how about we go get a drink?” You nodded, quickly placing a kiss on his cheek before diving away.
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“I think we’re dumbasses. I forgot to bring a towel.” You pouted as you sat on the edge of the pool, waiting for your clothes to dry off some. “Just abandon them. You probably won’t be needing them anymore.” Scott said a matter of factly, his eyes trailing over you as he dressed himself again. “You have a point McCall” You winked as you stood, peeling your wet clothes from your body, before picking your dress up and sliding it over your head. “See? You’d never guess that I have nothing on at all.” You spun, your dress billowing up. “Maybe I wouldn’t bend over Leah, unless you want everyone to see that you have bruises on your ass.” Scott chuckled as you stood slack jawed. “You bruised me?! Asshole!” You mocked sarcastically toeing your shoes back on. “Of course I did, you know I can’t resist. Back to my dorm or yours?” He asked as he chucked you his jacket, noticing you shivering in your thin dress. You pulled it on, digging your hands in the pockets. “Back to yours, you have more beer.” You nodded, heading out the way you’d come in, an unlocked service door to the rear of the building.
The air outside was warmer than you expected for spring. But it was the end of the semester and you knew that warmer times were coming, warmer times where you wouldn’t be at college and where Scott would be back home in Beacon Hills. End of semester either called for parties filled with students too stressed to think of exams or students holed up in the library cramming knowledge into their over tired minds. Mostly it was the former, parties in every block as everyone tried to forget the reason they were so stressed. Walking through the courtyard you listened to music blaring from corridors and out of windows. Shouts and cries of drunken noise and people spilling out into the night air. It was comforting even in the early hour of the morning, even with an Alpha by your side. People milled by the fountain, smoke billowing into the night sky as they burned embers of illegal substances, the smell dissipating in the open air.
“Scott I think someone in your block is having a party!” You laughed as you pointed to Isaac, one of Scott's friends from back home. He stood, leaning against a wall chatting to two brunettes in skirts so short they could be classed as belts. Typical Isaac. Smoke blew from his mouth as he adjusted his scarf, staring over the girls as you walked over to him, reaching down into the cooler nearby to grab you and Scott a beer. “These are free right? You know, pack privilege?” Scott laughed as he clapped Isaac on the back, raising the bottle to his lips. “Anything for you McCall, you know I owe you from new year's” Isaac laughed, inhaling more smoke before blowing it straight up. “You need to stop smoking that shit, Isaac. You’re dopey as fuck anyway” Scott joked, pointing to the spliff in Isaac’s fingers. “You’re not my dad Scott, plus it keeps me chill! You know I got anger issues!” Isaac drawled lazily, his eyes hazy as the smell of his smoke hit you.
“True man, anyway we’re gonna head up. Catch ya later!” Scott grabbed your hand, leading you away from the door as Isaac flicked the butt of his spliff away. “If you need anything just give me a shout man. Snacks, a condom, something green and sticky then i’m your man” Isaac laughed as you headed down the packed corridor, doors open with students spilling out onto every surface. Scott pulled you further down the hallway, opening his room only to find it already occupied. “Scott! The fuck! You know you need to knock!” You heard Stiles shout along with the sound of rustling. “Sorry dude! Sock on the door!” Scott laughed as he pulled the door shut turning to you. “Seems like Stiles finally got with Charlotte!” He chuckled as a smile spread across your face. “I guess her plan worked then” You laughed, recalling your best friends plan to seduce Stiles. “What do you mean plan?” Scott’s eyebrows furrowed as you swallowed some of your beer. “Something to do with a bustier and a stripper pole, I try not to ask anymore.” You shook your head, leaning against the wall. “Sounds like a fun time, wanna sit outside?” Scott asked as you shivered, your hair dripping over your skin.
You shook your head, wandering further down the hallway, searching for somewhere to sit. “Wanna just hang here? Maybe have a smoke?” You teased knowing that Scott would say no. “We can sit but I’m not smoking, I mean we already broke into the pool tonight, I don’t wanna get caught smoking as well.” He spoke as you pouted. “Yeah but it’s California Scott, loose laws and dispensaries make for a fun evening.” You joked, Scott shooting you a knowing look. “I know I just never saw the appeal.” He shrugged, sliding down the wall as you sat next to him. “You didn’t ask the appeal, you never knew that it causes your heart rate to slow, make everything feel ten times better, it’s just nice you know?” You explained, Scott’s eyes widening at your words. “Makes everything feel better?” He raised his brows, a questioning look on his face. You spoke slowly, your eyes locking with his. “Everything.” He smiled as he sipped on his beer. “Well if you put it that way.” He laughed, standing to his feet. “I’ll be back in a moment.” He winked at you as he headed back down the hallway, on his way to find Isaac in the mass of people.
You leaned back, sipping on your beer, listening to the bass of the music as Scott walked back, his hands dug in his pocket, a small crate of beers in his hand. “Where to McCall?” You asked as he got closer, a nervous smile on his face. “Well if Charlotte is in my room then it means your room is free?” He spoke, nodding for you to follow him out. “Sounds good to me, it means we won’t get suspended for public nudity at least.” You laughed, taking the crate from his hands. “You’re so going to get me suspended Lee” He chuckled as you crossed the courtyard once more. Your building was quieter but people still milled the halls, chatter and music beating somewhere on a lower level. You keyed into your door, flicking on the lights as you took Scott’s jacket off, chucking it onto the edge of the bed. “Hand it over Scott!” You laughed as he closed the door, reaching into his pocket before chucking the plastic baggie over to you. He walked over, sitting on the edge of your bed as he turned on the TV, music playing as he watched you roll. “How do you do that?” He asked, watching as you licked over the paper, pressing it back down against itself. “I lick it Scott, it’s pretty self explanatory.” You joked, tapping it against your dresser. “You seem to be really good at licking it.” He chuckled as you stopped, turning to him with grin on your face. “My ex girlfriend said I was good at licking too.” You winked as he gawped at you. “You never asked and I never told.” You justified the bomb you just dropped on him. “Fair point. But still. Nice.” He smiled, his legs tucking up onto the bed as he settled on the pillows you spread over your bed.
You reached into your drawer, searching for a lighter before sparking up, blowing the end of the joint as Scott looked on bewildered. You took a deep breath as you leant back against the wall, smoke swirling into the air as you exhaled, the taste loitering on your lips as you raised it to your lips again. You toyed with Scott, licking over your lips before placing the joint between them, inhaling before passing it to him. “I’m not sure Leah, I don’t even know if it would do anything to me?” He joked, taking the spliff between his fingers. “If it works for Isaac it’ll work for you too, I don’t think there has been a day where I’ve seen Isaac and he hasn’t been stoned.” You giggled, recalling all the times you’d seen him, his blue eyes narrowed with a giant grin on his face.
“That’s true, maybe it’ll work out. IF it doesn’t what do I get out of this?” He pointed to you in your half relaxed state, your dress already hitching higher on your thigh, an expanse of milky flesh on show. “You’ll get whatever you like, I guess if you’re lucky I'll pay you back for the favor in the pool.” You winked as he spluttered on the smoke, his eyes screwing shut as he coughed. “How the fuck do you do this?” He coughed, smoke still falling from his mouth. “Watch me and learn McCall.” You joked, leaning forward onto your knees before taking the joint from his fingers. You parted your lips, placing the smoke between them before semi crawling over to him, your hands reaching over to his chest to stop yourself from falling. “It’s easy, all you have to do is breathe.” You coaxed, inhaling as the ember glowed red, a shadow of the light on Scott’s skin. “You make it look easy.” He murmured as his hands coasted over your hips. “Are you saying that I literally make sucking look easy?” You joked as Scott broke out in a grin. “Well that’s not what I was saying but if you’re talking about sucking-” You cut him off with a playful slap across his chest. “Ouch! Leah, you hit harder than you think you do!” He mocked you, reaching over to take the joint from between your lips. You licked over them, the taste of burning on your tongue as you relaxed against Scott’s chest.
He raised it to his mouth, not spluttering this time as he inhaled, his exhale shaky as he flicked the ash over into your ashtray. “You know, you’d make a fantastic teacher.” He joked, digging at your major. “Well I'd fucking hope so or all this debt is for absolutely no fucking reason.” You chuckled, your fingers drumming against his skin, smoothing over the material of his shirt. “You’re going to be a great Veterinarian Scott! Seeing as though you’re part dog yourself.” You narrowed your reddening eyes at him as he stubbed out the last of the joint. “Are you chatting shit Leah, cause I know how to get you to retract every mean thing you’ve ever said.” He laughed, his fingers gripping onto the fabric of your dress. “You wouldn’t.” You stated, your smile disipating as his fingers moved lower, gripping the hem of your dress as he lifted it further up your chest.
“I think you’ll find I would.” He deadpanned, his fingers letting go of the material as he smoothed over the curve of your hip, his rough fingertips grazing over your hip bones. Your breathing hitched as he moved, his body hovering over yours. “Scott-” You breathed, his fingers creating lazy patterns on your hips before moving up. He stilled at his name, his eyes finding yours. “Are you a man or a mouse.” You stared in his eyes, watching as they turned from the deepest brown to a blood red. “Leah.” He growled, a smile on his face as you grinned up at him, his fingers stilled on your waist, his nails digging into the sensitive skin. “Man-” His grip tightened still. “- Or Mouse.” You continued as he lunged down, his fingers dancing over your skin as you laughed, his eyes returning to normal as he laughed, a toothy grin before flopping onto the bed next to you. “No wonder Isaac is so calm, he’s spiked the joints. They have wolfsbane in them, I figuratively couldn’t get my werewolf up.” He laughed, his head rolling back as you looked at him your brow quirked.
“I know something that you can definitely get up.” You winked as you moved to your knees, straddling him quickly as his eyes widened. “I like your thinking Lee, but I have another thought if smoking this much can make your skin feel this good, then what could more do?” He asked, his brow furrowed. “You want to find out?” You asked as he nodded, as you reached for your tin and the baggie Isaac provided. You rolled on his chest, his eyes lazily following your movements as his hands traced patterns on your hips, your core rolling against the harsh denim of his jeans. Your heart beat slowed as your fingertips became heavier, the room heady as you lit the end of the joint. Scott smiled as he trailed his fingers over your body, his fingers gripping your dress. “Why are you still wearing this? You don’t need it around me.” He laughed, tugging the straps down your shoulders. “I forgot I was wearing anything.” You giggled as you exhaled, your eyes tracking the smoke as it billowed up, your neck craning to see it disappear.
Scott’s hands moved from your waist to your hands, his fingertips trailing over your wrists as he placed the smoke in his mouth, his eyes closing as he inhaled. You felt heavier, your body closer to Scott’s than you’d ever been, or at least that’s how it felt. Every touch he placed on your skin, set off an eruption below it, pleasure running through every vein. “Come here.” You breathed to him, your fingers entangling in the material of his shirt, pulling him closer to you, his eyes reddening. You traced your finger down his arm, only stopping when you plucked the joint from his fingers, placing the burning end in your mouth. “Leah, I think this has gone to your head, you’ve put it the wrong way round.” You reached for it, placing the smoke on his lips. “Just inhale Scott, all you have to do is inhale.” You spoke as you closed the gap between you, your lips closing over the lit end as you blew out, Scott’s eyes widening as he inhaled. He began to cough as your fingers raked over his skin, your hips rolling against his.
He pulled away, passing you the joint back, his eyes watering as he croaked. “What the fuck was that?” He laughed as you smoked, leaning back against his legs. “Blowback.” He looked confused. “Blowjob?” You shook your head, laughing as you stubbed out the last of it, returning to your place on his chest. “Well if you insist I pay you back for the pool…” You trailed off, tugging your dress over your head. Scott groaned as he looked over you, his teeth gnawing at his bottom lip. You backed away, throwing your dress over to the other side of the room, missing the chair in the corner by a good few yards. You moved down his legs, your fingers moving over the button on his jeans with difficulty until you finally got it open, your fingers hungrily digging into the waistband, before pulling them down his legs. He sighed as your fingers roamed over his thighs, his eyes half closed as he looked down at you, your ass in the air as you palmed over his cock. His cock twitched beneath the restraints of his boxers, moving with every stroke you placed over it. “You feel so good baby.” You cooed, your voice soft, a giggle lilting through every word.
“You feel even better.” He groaned, his hips bucking against your hands as you placed kisses on his thighs, his hip bones, any expanse of skin you could see. Fingers delved beneath elastic waistbands as his cock sprung up, precum already glistening on the tip of it. “You’ve been so patient Scott. How about I pay back that favor now?” You cooed, your lips coasting over his head, a shaky moan leaving his lips. “You can do whatever you like to me baby, i’m at your mercy.” He breathed, his chest rising and falling heavily in sync with your own. Your eyes closed as your lips wrapped around his head, your tongue rolling over his head in it’s slow languidity. “Fu-” Scott stammered as you bobbed your head, your tongue moving over the vein on the underside of his cock. You smiled as you slowed, pulling your head back as Scott’s hands palmed over your shoulders. His nails dug into your skin as he fell from your mouth, your tongue rolling over his head before you took him in your mouth again, your cheeks hollowing as you took him to his base.
Groans ripped through his body as you bobbed your head, your tongue tracing figure eights over him as you moved, your nose hitting the curly hairs at the base of his cock. Scott’s hands moved over your skin, every touch exaggerated as your head swirled, your eyes drooping closed as he set every nerve on fire. You swayed your hips as you sped up, your mouth slamming on him as you took him to the back of your throat, your heartbeat slowing as you pulled back. Curses and moans filled the air in a prayer, his hips thrusting up to meet your mouth as you smiled. You raised your eyes, catching him as a moan escaped his lips, eyes screwed shut as his legs tensed. “Lee, I can’-” He moaned, his hands finally finding your head as he pushed you down. You breathed slowly, pushing him centimeter by centimeter until he disappeared his lip caught between his teeth. You moaned as he gripped your hair, yanking you back as he pulled you from him. “I need to feel you Lee, I need to know how that pussy feels. I want to fuck you till you can’t walk, till I can’t walk. Till I can’t remember my own name.” You smiled as he pushed you over, your arms catching you before you hit the bed.
“Scott-” you moaned as his hands left your hair, rough fingertips trailing down the center of your spine, his nails only touching the surface as your breath ran ragged. He smoothed over your hips, his hands roaming your ass before he slapped it, the skin stinging before he kneaded the reddening area. You moaned as he rubbed, his fingers tantalisingly close to where you were throbbing, desperate to hear moans of his, desperate to lose yourself in his touch. He bent you over his knee, his shirt coming off somewhere in the process, before his hands returned to your skin, ready to set you alight, to make you feel like you were flying. “Fuck baby, you look so good bent over my knee like that.” He sighed, his touch roaming your body as you squirmed for more. “If you like what you see then you’ll love what you hear.” You moaned, his hand slapping against your ass again. “Oh will I?” he breathed, his hands drifting over your inner thigh as you bucked back against his hand. “You will. I promise.” You choked as his hands moved further towards your cunt.
He paused, his lips pressing against your spine before his fingers teased over your entrance, your body jerking back against his touch. You mewled, your eyes closing as the coil within you tightened slowly, not recovered from the antics in the pool. “Please-” You begged as Scott’s hand stilled, before slipping two fingers between your folds. You cried out, your legs kicking as you bucked against him, your chest heaving as his other hand anchored you across him. “Fuck baby, you’re so wet.” He whispered, taking his fingers from you, a moan of protest leaving your lips. He flipped you, your eyes connecting with his as he raised his hand to his mouth, his tongue licking over his fingers, cleaning them of your juices. “You’re so sweet, you should taste baby girl.” He spoke, his eyes trailing over your chest as you squirmed, your hands searching for your clit, desperate for any sort of release.
His hand dipped between your thighs, his fingers quickly pumping, stroking against your walls as your breathing stopped, your fingers gripping onto his arms. “Taste yourself baby. Do it for me.” You opened your eyes, your mouth falling open as you whispered. “Yes sir.” His fingers traced over your lips as you licked, your head bobbing to suck his fingers clean. “Good girl.” He spoke as he traced his fingers over the swell of your chest, his head dipping to take your nipple between his teeth, his tongue rolling over the sensitive peaks as his hand moved between your thighs once more. You mewled as his thumb circled your clit, every movement slow and deliberate before his fingers plunged into you, stroking at spots that made you see stars. You cried out as his thumb left your clit, your own hand seeking it out, desperate to fall off that edge, to let go. “Sco- either fuck me or something cause I can’t handle this anymore. I need you.” You choked out, your index finger lazily rolling over your clit as Scott pistoned against you, his fingers curling in a way that made your muscles tense and your vision blur.
“I’ll make you feel so good baby girl, just be patient.” He purred, his voice dark and gravelly as his hand sped up, your toes curling as he hit the spot that made the coil tighten, the first waves of pleasure ebb through your body. “S-” You barely managed to moan as your orgasm crashed over you, so strong that your body arched against his touch. “I-” His hand smoothed over you, pushing you down as his other hand didn’t relent. “Again baby.” He cooed, his eyes trained on your face, the way your hair stuck to your face. “I can’t- I need more.” You reached for his wrists, your body tired as you came down from your high, only for more pleasure to wash over you as his thumb grazed your clit. “Baby, I said again.” He demanded, his tone deep as he pushed harder, your body crying out as you hit your peak again. Your heart hammered in your chest as you fell back against him, your breaths coming in spurts as you lay there, your fingers placed on his skin, your body too tired to grip on. He pulled his hands from you, licking one finger clean before placing the other in your mouth, your tongue lapping away as he smiled.
“Good girl.” He coaxed as you sat up, your muscles shaking. He gripped you closer, adjusting you till you straddled his body. “Now hold on.” He spoke as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. He flipped you, soft downing hitting your back as he situated himself between your thighs. “Do you want sir to make you feel good?” He asked, his fingers pulling your head till you looked him in the eye. “Yes please. Please Sir.” You spoke, your voice small as it cracked. Scott paused, reaching down between you, pumping himself in his hand before placing his hands on your elevated knees. He surged forward, his cock slipping against you, hitting your over sensitive clit as you cried out. He pulled back, pushing against your entrance, his hips cantering forwards as he buried himself. He groaned, the sound guttural as he bottomed out within you. “You weren’t lying Lee, fuck you feel so good baby.” He stuttered, his arms falling till they were either side of your head. He paused, burying his head in the crook of your neck, his lips peppering kisses as he began to thrust, his hips rolling against yours as you moaned.
You reached for the sheets, gripping them between your fingers as Scott bottomed out within you, his hips gaining speed with all the kisses he left on your skin. You hitched your leg higher on his hip, his cock hitting deeper spots as curses and moans filled the air. “Don’t do that baby girl. I don’t want this to end so soon-” Scott cut off as he paused, slamming into you as you jolted on the bed. “I want you to cum Sir, please cum.” You cried, your head rolling to the side as his teeth bit into flesh, your legs wrapping around him. You clenched your muscles, your own orgasm building with each passing moment. “Please Sir. Cum for me.” You whispered in his ear, your walls tightening around him as he stammered. “Le-” Words spilled from his mouth, muffled by your skin as his hips canted forward, his orgasm crashing over him. He bottomed out within you, your own orgasm crashing over you as you cried out, your nails raking in his skin as he slowed to a stop. He breathed heavily, his heartbeat loud enough that you could hear it as he pushed himself away, rolling off you as you lay on the bed.
Moments passed in silence, heavy breathing and the sound of the tv passing in quiet peace. You battled your heart rate, your body too heavy to move as you traced over Scott’s skin, your own skin soft against his hands. You don’t know how long you lay there, your bodies eventually mingling together, a mess of tanned limbs and wandering hands. “Worth the risk?” You quipped, your curiosity peaked as Scott stared at the ceiling. “Most definitely.” he rolled, taking you in his arms, your bodies rolling into a mess on the duvets.
You woke hours later, disoriented to a banging on the door. You untangled yourself from Scott, stumbling bleary eyed to the door, shoving his jacket over your bare body. You swung the door open, your dorm mate stood stricken, her eyes wide. “Leah, I need your help. I’ve done something, something I shouldn’t have done.” You beckoned her in, double checking Scott was covered, pulling his jacket tighter over your body.
“It’s Theo, we were out drinking and there was this guy and next thing I know I’m running. I don’t know what to do Leah, I think he killed someone but I was so fucked I can’t remember. Why can’t I remember?”
