. You're lecture was amazing, as always." Mr. Harris smiled at me as I took a seat in the student teacher's desk at the side of the room. I was helping Mr. Harrison in his class over the summer.

"Can you excuse me from class? I didn't do my speech." Stiles turned to look at me as he spoke. I rolled my eyes.

He asks me this every presentation he's had in Harris' class. "Maybe if you weren't out all night, again, you might have gotten it done on time." I growled as I went back to drawing in my notebook, shading in the details of my latest drawing that was just as terrifying as the rest. It helped me though, like my own form of therapy.

Stiles ignored my comment, instead he looked at my book. "What are you drawing?"

I covered the page with my hands. "Nothing." I spoke quickly. If he looked at this he'd think I was crazy, I am currently drawing something I saw in a dream. I'm drawing a man/wolf thing. It's completely terrifying, with red eyes, pointed ears, claws, and sharp teeth.

Stiles grabbed my book, looking over the drawing with big eyes. He began to flip through the pages, looking at all my weird drawings I got from dreams. Agh, he's gonna tease me for ages. I groaned in a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment while sinking back in my seat.

"Where'd you come up with all of this?" He spoke to me in all seriousness, taking me by surprise but, I ignored the worry in his tone and instead shook my head.

I sighed. "Look, I know its weird and... slightly insane, but, I've been having dreams and all of this, is in those dreams." I feel crazy right now, my brother loves to tease me and mess with me, it's like his favorite pass-time activity, and I can't deal with yet another thing he can tease me about.

"Oh. Okay, weird." He let out a nervous chuckle, handing me back my journal. Oh-kay then.

I sunk back into my chair, when Stiles wasn't talking to me, its as if I become completely invisible to the whole school. No one notices me, and no one spoke to me, except for my brother and Scott.

Scott is my brothers best friend....my brothers super hot best friend, who I've been crushing on since kindergarten. I wouldn't say I'm obsessed, but I do tend to think of him and his body quite often. He just has this effect on me, an effect that makes me want to rip of all his clothes and--

"Miss Stilinski, I know you enjoy my class, but schools out and I would like to go home now." Mr. Harris jolted me out of my thoughts. I stood up, gathering my things quickly.

"uh, yeah, of-of course."I ran out of the room as quickly as possible. I can't believe I zoned out while thinking of Scott yet again. Ugh, why do I have to like him? Out of all the people in the world, why him?

I sighed as I left the school, it was pouring rain and Stiles left town to do god knows what with god knows who. Looks like I'm walking. I let out a sigh as I began walking home.

The rain had soaked through my clothes, causing them to cling to my body. And my hair? It was a freaking mess, my brown locks were soaked and completely messed up. Good thing I don't wear makeup, if I did id be totally screwed. And why the hell is it raining in the middle of the summer?

I walked up the front porch to my house and went to get my key out of my bag.

Huh, weird my key is usually right here... I let out a groan, great. I'm locked out.

I leaned against the door and banged my head against it. "Why am I so stupid?" I sighed out.

There's only one option. Scott McCall's house, he lives two blocks down and he probably isn't home. So, I'll just chill with Melissa until Stiles gets back. Yeah, it'll work out perfectly.

I smiled as I walked down the streets, slowly making my way to Scott's house. When I finally reached it I noticed Melissa's car was gone. Oh, no.

I trudged up the steps, my heart pounding. Why am I so nervous? I've been to his house many times, there's no reason to get nervous.

I knocked on the door, letting my hand fall to my side. Why do I want him so badly? Why do I crave his touch, his lips on mine. Why do I like him so fucking much? Stiles would never approve of this, so there's no point in pining after someone I'll never have.

Ugh, whats wrong with me?

The door opened, and I became completely frozen as I looked into his sparkling eyes. I love his brown eyes, they're the perfect mix of chocolate and honey.

"Victoria? Are you okay? What are you doing out here?" He put his hand on my shoulder, causing my heart rate to pick up and my cheeks to tint red.

"Oh. Uh...I-I'm locked out of the house.....and, I don't want to bother you, but could I stay here? Only until Stiles is back?" I rambled on and on, feeling flustered. I mentally curse at myself, really Victoria? I can't even get out a sentence without becoming a stuttering mess.

Scott let his hand fall from my shoulder down to my fingertips, as my heart raced and I watched as he began to smile. "Yeah, come on in, you're going to catch a cold."

I stepped into the warm house, my wet body was shaking slightly from the cold. "You should change, let's go upstairs and I'll get you something." He grabbed my hand and led me up the steps.

In my dreams, he led me up the stairs but with wayyy different intentions. I probably shouldn't be thinking about that right now...

Scott led me into his bedroom. It was clean. Cleaner than I had expected. He began going through his dresser, looking for something. Finally, he handed me a lacrosse sweatshirt and a towel.

"This is all I have, I hope it's okay." He scratched the back of his head, nervously. I smiled. "This is perfect, thanks by the way. Imma go shower now.." I trailed off nervously as I walked to the bathroom that was directly off of his bedroom.

I began to get undressed, forgetting to close the door all the way. I got down to my undergarments before I noticed Scott watching me. I looked into his eyes.

We made eye contact and he looked away nervously. I bit my lip, he was looking at me.

I continued to get undressed, not breaking eye contact. I want him so bad, but I know I shouldn't have him... He was surprised that I hadn't shut the door, shocked even.

I let my bra fall to the floor, revealing myself to him completely. I don't know where this sudden confidence is coming from, but it seems to be a turn on for him. Scott took a few steps towards me, unsure. I opened the door further, a sign that It was okay.

My heart raced with anticipation, and my body throbbed with need as he stopped right in front of me. He towered over me, quite literally, with him being a good six inches taller than myself.

I placed my hands on his chest, undoing the buttons on his shirt one at a time. Once the last one was undone, I peeled the shirt off of him, revealing his incredible body. His tanned skin was defined with muscle. My heart picked up once again, and if I didn't know better I would say he noticed.

My eyes followed my fingers as I slowly traced down his abs, biting my lip as I felt his breath fanning over my bare shoulders. My fingers moved down to his jeans and I quickly undid the button and pulled down the zipper. Scott's hands went to my bare waist, pulling me closer to his body.

Scott placed his lips against my ear, whispering into it. His breath sent chills down my spine as my eyes fell closed. All I could do was nod, my body was weak with anticipation. I opened my eyes and met them with Scott's chocolate ones, his eyes were misty with something akin to lust.

I moved my hands back up his chest, rounding my arms around his neck and fixing my fingers in his hair. His brown hair was soft against my fingers as I tugged slightly on the locks, pulling myself up on my toes I hovered my lips on top of, brushing them together slightly.

His hands went from my hips to my lower back as he pulled me flush against him. My nipples went erect at the feeling of his chest brushing against them and I could feel my breath hitch at the sensation.

As if in slow motion, his lips pressed against mine in a soft kiss. I savored the feeling of his lips against mine, pulling him closer to me and breathing in his scent when he pulled away. Our eyes met for a moment, a single heartbeat before his lips were on mine again.

The second kiss was anything but slow and soft, it was hard and fast, filled with need and driven by lust. Our lips moved in sync with our hands, his finding the waistband of my panties while I put one hand between us, gripping him through the cloth of his jeans.

Scott groaned into my mouth and nothing was sexier than the feeling of him growing hard against my hand. I broke the kiss to take a step back and push his pants down, which he quickly stepped out of and connected us again.

He backed me up with his hands at my waist until I hit the bathroom counter. Suddenly he grabbed my hips and lifted me onto the counter, the cool surface against my ass made goosebumps arise on my skin.

In a swift movement, he spread my legs and pressed himself between my legs. The cloth between us rubbing against me in a teasing manner. His lips brushed against my neck, sending chills down my spine. I closed my eyes as he moved one of his hands between us, the other tangled in my hair, his thumb ran over my sensitive bundle of nerves.

A gasp left my lips as a sensation I'd never experienced was sent through me, throbbing between my legs as he teased me. I could feel him smirk into my skin as he moved his lips against my jaw before meeting his lips with mine once again.

His thumb moved over my clit slowly, teasing me through my panties. I moved my hands from the lip of the counter and opted to wrap them around his neck and pull him closer to me. I dug my fingers into his shoulder as he sucked on my lip, the feeling of his kiss mixed with the teasing movement of his hand was enough to have me wanting more.

I broke the kiss, my breathing slightly heavy as I spoke. "We should...." I sucked in a breath as he nipped at my shoulder. "Go to your...bed." Scott nodded, moving his lips and, unfortunately, his hand way from my body. "Good idea."

He picked me up, with my legs wrapped around his waist, and carried me to his bed. He laid me down on the soft sheets and began kissing down my neck to my breasts. I let out a soft moan as his hand began teasing my clit again, this time moving my panties out of the way. I could tell I was wet by the way his finger easily slipped inside me.

I moaned out softly as Scott rolled my nipple in his mouth before releasing it with a slight 'pop.' He pulled his finger out of me and roughly pulled my panties down my legs and tossed them across the room.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, I shook my head, sitting up on the bed so we were at equal height. "No. Do you want to stop?" I asked, my voice slightly breathless from all that was happening and I could tell that the last thing I wanted was for him to stop.

Rather than responding right away, Scott brought his lips to mine again in a soft kiss. "No." After the word rolled from his mouth he pushed me back on the bed. His lips kissed down my bare stomach and across my hip bone, his mouth pausing to suck and bite in certain areas.

I could feel myself throbbing, begging for attention 'down there'. My tongue flicked over my lips, wetting them as I felt his hot breath fan over me. As soon as his tongue met with my wet entrance, flicking up until it hit my clit, my eyes fell closed and a gasp left me.

Scott sucked lightly on my clit while he pushed a finger into my entrance, earning a whimper from my lips. I'd never felt sensations like this before, it was.... incredible. "Scott..." I moaned out his name. He continued to work me, his finger pumping in and out while his lips and tongue pleasured my clit. I could feel myself coming to the edge, as I bucked my hips against his face.

It was like I couldn't control what I was doing, I was in a trance full of pleasure. Right as I was about to come, Scott completely detached himself from my sex, instead he moved to hover above me. My eyes opened and I let out a frustrated whine to which he smiled at. "Not yet." His whispered, bringing his lips to mine again.

I nodded into the kiss, trying to distract myself from the almost painful throbbing of my sex. "I want you." I breathed out as Scott trailed kisses down my neck and across my collarbone. "Now." I begged slightly, wanting to finish what we were doing and feel the other senses of pleasure I was sure he could bring me without his mouth.

With strength I didn't know I possessed, I turned us over so the I was straddling Scott's waist with my hands on his abdomen. I moved down so that I wasn't straddling him but, kneeling beside his legs and my fingers hooked on the waistband of his boxers.

I pulled the fabric from his body, my eyes immediately taking in the size of his penis. It wasn't huge, but it wasn't small either, he was probably a little over average in size and I was happy about that. I don't know what I'd do if he was eight inches.

My tongue wet my lips as I grabbed his erection and bent forward toward it. As I was about to connect my lips with his head, I felt Scott stop me. "You don't have to if you don't want--" I cut him off with a shake of my head. "I want to, Scott."

Without any prior experience, I decided to do what felt right and go off of his response. I lightly brought my tongue to lick the underside of his head. A quiet gasp left his lips, which only furthered my want to please him.

I slowly brought the tip of him into my mouth while I began stroking the base of his cock with my hand. I took my time in getting used to having him in my mouth and it wasn't long before I was able to suck him fully, the feeling of him hitting the back of my throat made my eyes water but, the groans that left his lips was enough to make me keep going.

His hand fisted my hair as he guided me, "shit, Victoria." I could feel myself throbbing at that reaction, hearing him say my name like that was, in all honesty, such a turn on.

I pulled my mouth away from his cock, saliva dripped from my lips and I felt kind of grossed out by what he was probably thinking. But instead of being grossed out like I thought, he brought my face to his and kissed me hard.

A moan left my lips as he rolled over on top of me, using one of his hands to spread my legs and the other to hold himself up. He broke the kiss and looked at me. "Are you sure you want to?" He asked.

"I'm sure." I nodded, biting my lip before kissing him again. It was... intense. As Scott pushed himself into me I gasped and felt a sharp pain and discomfort. He was slow and gentle as he eased himself in. "Fuck... you're so tight."

It didn't stop hurting, but the pain did ease as he began to rock himself in and out at a steady pace. Scott lightly kissed on my shoulder, sending pleasure through my body and distracting me from the pain. I gasped as I felt his nails dig into my back. He began to quicken his pace; going faster and harder, causing moans to leave my lips in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

It went like that for a couple minutes until I could feel a pressure building inside me, something I'd never felt before. Scott began using one of his hands to rub my clit while he fucked me and it instantly seemed to block out the slight pain, instead overpowering it with an intense orgasm. "Scott" I gasped out as the pressure broke, leaving me with an incredible feeling.

I could feel myself tighten around him, causing him to curse and work faster, riding out my orgasm and falling into his own. I could feel a warm liquid fill me up before he fell on the bed beside me.

The room became almost silent, nothing could be heard besides the sound of us catching our breaths. I turned my head to him, unable to process what had just happened. The aftershock of my orgasm was intense.

"That was...." I trailed off, unable to put what we just did into words. My voice was still breathless as I spoke. "Incredible." Scott finished for me, his voice was husky and deep.

I suddenly heard the door opening down stairs and the sound of my brothers voice. "Hey, Scott!" He yelled. Scott sat up quickly and pointed to the bathroom as he began getting dressed. I nodded and ran into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door.

"Have you seen my sister?" I heard Stiles ask from outside the bathroom door.

I quickly pulled on the lacrosse sweatshirt and then put on some sweatpants. I looked at myself in the mirror, my cheeks were red and my hair was knotted and partially wet. Luckily there were no marks visible on my skin. I licked my lips and splashed water on my face to cool me down.

"Yeah, she showed up an hour ago soaking wet, I let her take a shower." Scott spoke, acting totally normal. Good, now I have to act normal...

I stepped out of the bathroom, a towel in my hands. "Yeah, loser, you left me to walk home in the pouring RAIN!" I spoke with slight anger in my voice, that was thankfully back to normal and not all rough and breathless.

Of course, without him ditching me I wouldn't have had sex with Scott. Oh my god... I can't believe I had sex with him. I mean, granted it was incredible and probably will be the best sex of my life but, still. He's my brothers best friend... how could I do that?

Now, don't get me wrong, I knew what I was doing the whole time... it was 100% consensual and wanted but, I feel bad for now putting my brother in a position where, if he were to find out, he'd be faced with a very awkward situation.

Guilt pooled in my stomach and I decided right then that, Stiles would never find out.

"Tori? Hello..." My brother waved a hand in front of my face, "I'll be in the car let's gooo. Scott, I'll see you later." he left the room as I gathered my things, finally snapping out of my thoughts.

I heard the front door close. My eyes snapped to Scott. I didn't know what to say or what to do. My heart thumped hard and fast in my chest.

Scott stepped towards me and placed his lips on mine. The kiss was short and sweet. It was a goodbye kiss. A kiss that said, although it was enjoyable, this will never happen again... it can't Sadness filled me instantly at such a bitter thought. "Bye." I waved as I left, leaving his room.

I climbed into the jeep, fastening my seatbelt over my lap. A sigh left my lips as I tried to get tonight out of my head. I mean, it was amazing but, I still can't believe I let myself get so carried away.

I'm so so stupid. I leaned my head back on the seat. I like this boy but, did I like him enough to give him my virginity? Yeah. I definitely did. I don't regret it for a second.

"You okay?" Stiles spoke as we pulled up to the house, dads car was in the driveway and his office light was the only one turned on. He must be working at home again.

I forced a smile. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" I am fine, I'm just processing the events of tonight.

He seemed unsure of my response but, nonetheless, he nodded and let out a sigh. "Alright well, I'm supposed to be going with Scott to get his tattoo. Do you wanna come?"

I shook my head. "No, I gotta go finish up a project for school." I undid my seat belt and got out of the truck.

"Hey, Tori?" Stiles grabbed my arm. "Yeah?" I responded, looking at my brother.