《Stiles Pairings {BoyxBoy}》Stackson{Smut}
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I glared at him and he just smirked "No Jackson I don't want to watch a movie with you." I denied him and went back to reading my comic book.
The comic book was snatched out of my hand when I was mid sentence and I let my head fall back onto the pillow."Go away!" I groaned and covered my face with my hands,I counted to 60 and peeked through my fingers to see he's still here.I gave an irritated huff escape my mouth as I thought up ways to get rid of him.
Well I could hit him in the head with a really heavy book but where would I hide the body?Derek's old house seems like a good option,I was brought out of my thoughts by Jackson.He snapped his fingers in my face snapping me out of my thoughts.
I glared at him pulling out a second comic book before I started reading it.He snatched it out of my hand and tossed it across my room before connecting our lips together in a lust filled kiss.Fuck it.I moved my lips against his and felt his tongue lick my bottom lip asking for entrance which I denied.
He nipped my bottom lip and I decided to stop teasing him.Parting my lips for his tongue to snake its way into my mouth and twist with mine.I pulled away for air after about a minute.Jackson moved to my neck placing soft kisses until he found my sweet spot.I whimpered when he placed a gentle kiss on it and he smirked before sucking a hickie on my sweet spot.
He ripped off my shirt and I pushed him away so I could take his off the correct way.After we took off our shirts he continued his assault on my neck leaving multiple hickies and love bites in his wake.He moved down my chest and to the waistband of my jeans.Tugging me toward him by my belt loops before he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down with his teeth.
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After I was reduced to just my boxers I pushed him off of me so that I was on top now.I slowly unzipped his jeans with my teeth before tugging them off.I smirked and began palming him through his boxers.Watching his facial expression as he threw his head back and moaned.
I slowly pulled down his boxers to expose his lower half inch by perfect inch.I took in his V-line and happy trail leading to his erect cock.Damn.He's big.I squeezed his base to prevent him from cuming.I don't want him release just yet.
I pulled the lube from my pocket and yanked off my boxers before I lubed up my fingers.I carefully slid one lubed digit inside his now no longer virgin hole.He gasped and wiggled his hips as he adjusted to the foreign feeling.I pushed it in and out of him slowly just getting him used to feeling before I added a second when I deemed him ready.
Curling my fingers I smirked at the moan that slipped past his lips.I scissored him for a bit spreading my fingers to stretch him while twisting them around and ramming them into him.After he was ready I added the third finger just to make sure he was fully prepped.So I don't hurt him when I go in.
Sliding out my fingers he made a small whining noise causing me to smirk.I lubed up my cock and aligned it with his hole looking in his eyes."Are you ready baby?" I asked and he nodded.I pushed in watching his face for any sign of pain of discomfort but found none.
So I kept going starting off with slow even thrusts.But as I keep going my thrusts got faster and rougher as I stared at the whimpered mewling mess beneath me.He clawed at my back leaving scratch marks as I pounded into him.As I reached my climax my thrusts became rougher and sloppier.
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"Stiles ngh I'm about to-" I cut him off before he could finish his sentence.
"It's okay babe,I know.I am too~" I purred and soon we both came.I slowly pulled out causing him to moan.I laid next to him as we came down from our high together.
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