IMAGINES ⌲ stiles stilinski

oh yeah...

this is for MadisonGraceOBrien

  Madison's POV

My eyes fluttered open, my arms stretching above my head. My fist accidentally hit the head board of Stiles' bed and I whispered an 'oh shit', before pulling my knuckles to my chest.

I let out a yawn and looked around the room which was still dark. Why was waking up in the middle of the night a thing?

I sighed and sat up, running my hands through my hair.

"Mmm, yeah..." I heard a mumble from next to me. I quirked an eyebrow, looking at Stiles.

He had the smallest smile on his face and suddenly his eyebrows rose.

"Oh.. Me? Okay." He softly nodded, snuggling farther into his pillow.

  What was he dreaming about?

I let out a small laugh, leaning in to hear clearer.

"Oh, Madison..." He moaned quietly, puckering his lips slightly.

I covered my mouth, not letting my loud laughs escape.

Oh, Stiles...

"Feels so good..." He whispered. My eyes squeezed shut, I was laughing so hard. What made it even worse was I had to keep quiet.

I leaned back, holding my stomach as I continued I try to breath.

"Mmm.. say my name." He mumbled.

That's all it took.

I swung my hand off my mouth, letting out the loudest laugh. I threw my head back, making me top heavy. I felt my butt leave the bed and soon it hit the floor.

I heard Stiles sit up, stretching his arms. He leaned over the edge, looking at my laughing body on the floor.

"What's wrong with you?" He said, his tired voice taking over.

I shook my head, not able to speak. Words escaped, just like my ability to breath.

"Well have fun on the floor." He sighed, laying back down.

I finally calmed down, taking deep breaths.

Okay, okay. Calm down.

It's not like my boyfriend just dreamt about having sex with me.

I took one last deep breath before sitting up and crawling back on the bed.

"I'm good now." I breathed out, slipping back under the covers.

He shook his head.

"I'm sorry. Were you having a good sleep?" I said, smiling to myself.

"Yeah. It's fine though." He shrugged, turning to face me.

"You don't wanna hear me say your name?" I smiled.

His face tensed up, his eyes doing wide.

"W-what?" He stammered, getting nervous.

"Don't worry." I shrugged. "Stiles."

His face went red and let out a dry laugh.

"Very funny."

"No, come on Stiles." I whined, moving so I was straddling him now. His eyes shot open.

"Don't you want to." I whispered, leaning down as I kissed his neck.

He let out a soft moan.

"Ye-yeah. But, my dads here." He whispered, shaking his head.

"We'll just have to be quiet." I said softly, kissing his jaw now.

His hands placed themselves on my hips, holding me on him.

"Oh my god, I love you." He breathed out, sitting up slightly to kiss my shoulder. Then my neck.

And then dreams- became reality.