Teen Wolf Imagines

Malia x Male!Reader (SMUT)

Requested by Haayyyyyeeeeyyyyaa
I hope y'all appreciate this cause I did this in school :)

I dropped my bookbag to the side with a sigh, "mom are you here?" there wasn't a response so I peeked into the rooms she typically could be found in but didn't see her so I headed up to my room. I shut the door and kicked off my shoes along with my shirt and laid on my bed. I reached over to my bedside nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube from the second drawer. I opened the lid with a 'click' and rubbed it with my fingers for a moment to warm it up a little bit before undoing my pants with my other hand.

I pulled down the restrictive garments letting out a slight sigh of relief. My boxers were slightly damped by precum that had already accumulated and I swiped it away with my thumb and started with a slow, almost teasing like, pace letting my mind drift to how Malia was wearing a tight leather skirt that clung to all the right places and a low cut shirt that allowed me to see the curve of her breasts.. I pictured having her bent over my desk pounding into her at a brutal pace with her leather skirt bunched around her waist and panties pushed to the side lifting her leg.

I'd hit that one spot that had her a mumbling mess I'd grab her neck putting light pressure, "ngh fuck." I sped up the pace slightly as the picture changed. She was kneeling in front of me with my hands tangled in her hair as I fucked her throat enjoying the choking sounds that came with it. I began panting and I clenched the bedsheet as my toes began to curl, "uh Malia." My cock was throbbing as I slowed down attempting to draw out the feeling. I let out a breathless moan followed by a slight whimper and I jumped as my door slammed open.

I rushed to cover myself as I saw it was Malia, "o-oh my god sorry." she swiftly closed the door and I rushed to zip up my pants wiping off my hands on my discarded shirt. She stood in the living room with her face bright red, "I'm so sorry I just heard you whimper and I thought you were hurt so I rushed in and-" I shushed her, "it's alright shit happens right?" I tried to play it off to help make her less embarrassed, "I'll just y'know." She pointed her thumb to the door but I blurted, "no!"

She turned back to me and lifted a brow, "no?" I rubbed the back of my neck a little sheepish at the burst, "I mean if you don't want I don't want things to be awkward or anything." She nodded and just stood there for a moment before going to sit on the couch. I could hear her heart pounding and I had to fight back the urge to smirk as I realized why, "no need to be nervous Malia." I faked a stretch, running one hand down my toned stomach and her eyes briefly flickered to it.

She gulped and I turned to the kitchen to hide the grin that appeared on my face, "want anything?" I grabbed a bottle of coke from the fridge and turned to offer her one. She shook her head and I closed the fridge door and opened the coke. I purposely let some of it drip past my lip and let it trail down my chest before setting it aside and muttering, "shit." I grabbed a paper towel wiping up the sticky trail of soda (that feels wrong) when I looked up Malia was staring at me.

I grinned at her, "see something you like?" I waggled my brow at her and she flushed red again and I couldn't help but chuckle. I walked closer and sat right next to wrapped my arm around her shoulder and I leaned closer, "you were such a tease today." I slowly let my hand run down her side from her shoulder, "that damn skirt." I let out a breath, "had me so hard I could barely wait to get home, almost had to take you right there." I let my lips brush against her ear, "you'd like that wouldn't you? Being my little whore in front of everyone, letting me wreck that sweet little pussy of yours."

She finally caved and turned her head, pressing our lips together. It got heated fast and she pushed me back and straddled my thighs. She pulled back breathlessly, "sure you can handle me?" I flipped us so I was hovering over her, "oh trust me." I ran my thumb along her bottom lip as I maintained eye contact, "I'll have you begging in no time." I ripped her shirt clean and her eyes widened but before she could argue I leaned down taking her nipple between my lips. I swirled my tongue around the bud and her hand clutched my hair as a soft breathless moan left her lips.