something immortal. (dylan o'brien)

18.

[Warning: sexual content at the end of story!]

My eyes fluttered open as I felt the soft sunlight against my face. I smiled weakly when I remembered the events from last night, and I slowly glanced over beside me. Seeing Dylan passed out into the pillow. I smiled even bigger, feeling cheeky and I sat up and kissed him on the cheek before getting out of bed and walking towards the bathroom with only a large t shirt on my body. 

When I closed the door behind me, I looked in the mirror and wondered what I could do to make myself look good, but it looked like I had just woken up. I applied shiny lip gloss onto my plump lips, I applied moisturizer onto my face, and I curled my lashes, and before I walked out of the bathroom, I put a little blush on my cheeks. 

Today we had to go back to filming The Maze Runner, which I was pretty excited to be back on the set, even if it has just been a few days. I tip toed back into the bed, pulling the covers on top of me, and I just watched Dylan sleep. 

He snored faintly, he seemed so peaceful. His long eyelashes cast a shadow as they fluttered ever so slightly. I smiled gently, wondering why I wasn't with him this whole time despite everything in the past. 

"Stop staring. It's creepy." He muttered suddenly in the pillow, his morning voice was a bit muffled when his lips were almost fully in the pillow. 

"Im gazing. It's romantic." I spoke softly, holding back a laugh as I continued to gaze at him. 

His eyes opened slowly, looking at me immediately. He smiled and inched his way closer until his head was under my chin, the tops of his fluffy hair tickling my nose.

"No, it's creepy."

[If you didn't notice, this was a reference to The Vampire Diaries with Elena and Stefan]

"We have that Teen Wolf interview today." Dylan reminded me suddenly, his muffled voice having a sense of caution in it. My smile dropped, I had completely forgotten that it was today. It was originally supposed to be a different day, but of course they made it earlier. 

"The Grammy's is in three days." I changed the topic to a more exciting one, looking forward to even just attending it. I feel Dylan's lips purse into a smile against my neck. 

I gently ran my fingers through his fluffy hair, loving the feeling of him cuddling me, I never wanted this to end. My life was just starting to get a little better. I was with friends more often now, I was out of my house more, I was doing better. And its all because of Dylan.

"Thank you..." I whispered the words so softly, they were hardly audible.

"For what?" He muttered, confusion and amusement in his voice as I gently felt his fingers caress my leg under the blanket, causing me to lose focus a bit on what I was wanting to say.

"Well just for everything.." I trailed off as I glanced down at him, seeing him look up at me. 

"When we broke up filming Teen Wolf, I never went outside. I was horrible in social situations, I had almost no friends, I didn't care about anything." I explained, my voice soft, I hated sharing my feelings with other people. Vulnerability doesn't sit well with me. But Dylan made it so easy.

"But now... all of that is gone. I have friends, I leave my house, I do care. That's all because of you." 

His lips quivered in a smile, then he suddenly jumped up, almost hitting me in the jaw, but he looked down at me as I laid underneath him. 

He smiled a bit bigger now, showing no teeth though, and he pecked me on my nose cutely. I scrunched my nose as I smiled up at him, feeling my body tingling everywhere. Dylan smiled before he got out of the bed, only wearing his boxer shorts. 

I tried to drag my gaze away from the sighting of him reaching to grab his shirt, exposing his muscles. I looked away finally, taking a deep breath before I got out of the bed myself and got ready for the day. 

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"That's a wrap!" 

Once the director dismissed everyone, I realized that we only had a few more scenes to film until the movie was finished. I was torn between feeling disappointed that it was all going to be done, but then incredibly relieved and accomplished. 

As I made my way to my change rooms, strong arms wrapped around my waist suddenly, hugging me tightly, yet protectively. My mouth stretched in a big smile as I glanced at Dylan who gave me soft and gentle kisses across my neck.

Once I started to feel him wanting more, I pulled him away with a quiet laugh. Shaking my head at him as I walked backwards into my dressing room. For the past couple months Ive never felt this happy, possibly happier than we were dating in Teenwolf. I didn't mean to go all corny, but I couldn't help but think it was all because of Dylan. 

As I peeled off my shirt for the film and then slowly peeled off my cargo pants, I reached over to grab my outfit for the day, in nothing but my bra and underwear. I left the door unlocked, knowing that the lock on the door has been giving me issues lately, and because I didn't want to get locked in again, I had to keep it locked, praying no one would come in as I would be changing.

Just as I was about to stand in front of the mirror that rested on the desk for hair and makeup, I began to feel long hands slowly wrap around my exposed waist. I turned to face the mirror finally, seeing as Dylan was looking down at my body, as I felt his front body press against my ass, I felt chills running up and down my spine.

"You ready for the interview?" He mumbled so soft as he continued to plant kisses down my neck, where ever his lips landed left trails of tingles all throughout my body, each one stronger than the last.

"Mmmm" I hummed quietly, leaning  my head back a bit, exposing more of my neck. I was so distracted by his touch I wasn't able to answer the question, and it was a simple touch he was doing. 

I had barely noticed his fingers that were now trailing down the side of my body, until it reached the silk of my panties. My breath caught as I tensed myself in preparation for what he was going to do, I felt my stomach churning in anticipation. I couldn't wait any longer, he was teasing me with his slow movements, wanting me to beg for him. 

"Wha-what if someone comes in?" I whispered just as his fingers slowly and slightly went under the fabric of my panties, but didn't do anything else. I couldn't think about the interview today, I wasn't able to think about anything, my mind was completely blanking. 

Dylan didn't even answer me, instead he grabbed my air and gently pushed it to the side before he started to suck my neck all the way down to my collarbone, leaving a trail of hickeys. I let out a soft moan, beginning to feel his cock pressing against my ass. 

I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't handle the slowness, I needed him right now.

Abruptly I spun around and smashed my lips onto his passionately, and swiftly his arms wrapped around my waist tightly before trailing down my ass. I moaned into his mouth as the kiss deepened, our tongues dancing together. 

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some smut next chapter ladies and gents ;)