Run. Keep running Y/N. Don't turn around and look to see if you lost him. Keep going until you get to the school. You thought to yourself. The gang and yourself were trying a plan out to stop the nogitsune once and for all, which ultimately required you to run from your house to the school to give the gang enough time to set up the trap and work alongside Kira's parents to ensure the plan essentially ended up working and saving Stiles at the same time. As you ran, you began to think ahead and try to work your way through what may or may not happen once you got to the school, how could you manage to keep everything in place for the rest of the gang and manage to keep yourself alive at the same time?

As you approached the school you ducked behind the sign, momentarily catching your breath and looking for dark stiles, you couldn't see him. This was either a really good thing or a terribly awful thing and one of y'all was about to hardcore die. You took as the former and ran into the school building, catching your breathe and walking cautiously around the halls, just to be in the safe side. Didn't want an Oni blade in your gut today. Well, at least it wouldn't be convenient should there be victory celebrations afterwards. You rounded the corner and saw him. Perfection. A fallen angel.

"Well. That was quite the marathon girl. I didn't particularly enjoy it, however, watching that cute ass of yours prance through the woods and up those steps was quite the sight to see." He said. He smirked at you, revealing his blatant disregard of the scowl that slowly crept onto your face. "I'll have you know Stiles would never speak to me that way." you retorted sassily. You still weren't sure what to do but you had to think quickly because you could feel that he was getting bored with the banter and it hadn't even become witty yet!

"Well sweetheart, I'm not Stiles. I'm the Nogitsune and you cannot beat me." Suddenly you had an idea, not exactly your greatest idea but something that would have to suffice. "You know, I've always been attracted to Stiles, but this new darker side, turns me on so much more. Personally, I like it kinda rough" You say slyly. You walk to the nearest classroom door and nodded to it, hoping he understood the gesture. He walked into the room, grabbing your wrist, pulling you inside the room in his arms, crushing his mouth to yours.

The kiss began quite passionate and needy. You both needed this. You because you rarely get any action anymore and him because what guy doesn't wanna get laid? His hands moved from your was it to your thighs, him bending at the knees slightly to lift you up so that when he sat on the desk, you were straddling his waist. As the two of you sat down, your hands immediately went to his hemline of his shirt and lifted it over his head. You wanted to make quick work so you weren't caught in the whole "killing Nogitsune" thing and all. As you kissed him, you unbuckled his pants and he did that same to you, pausing to feel your clit and hole momentarliy before he sat you down on his cock, now hard and ready for fucking you. As he sat you down, you let out a moan; rocking back and forth to get you going. Dark Stiles wound his hand up your back, into your shirt and unhooked your bra. He palmed your breasts, feeling and pulling at the erect nipples, making you screech in pleasure. This was then followed by a prompt and hard crack. He slapped your ass. He pulled your hair. Hr bit at your neck, leaving bruises for days to come. And it hurt like a bitch. But boy did it turn you on. You rode Dark Stile's dick until the two of you were cumming all over one another, which may be a bit of a hassle to clean up. As soon as the two of you had finished, You cleaned off a bit and began to stare each other off, and yell at each other once again, waiting for the others to arrive and hoping they did so quickly before things turned hella awkward. But one things for sure, you would never be able to have "vanilla sex" ever again.