chapter 16: miles

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hey guys so here is another chapter for you, so I've written Aylee's visions in italics so that its easier for you to tell the difference which is important later in the chapter and Stile's vision is in bold just to make them different.I know that episode one of season 5 said that nobody had tried to kill them for six months but I'm kind of ignoring that for the sake of developing my plot. So let me know what you think of it. Thank you all your reviewing/following/favouriting or by sending me pms so please keep that up, I like hearing what you think good or bad . You can also see Aylee's outfits via the link on profile, its named after the story and feel free to follow/ comment or send me on pm on Polyvore

chapter 16: Miles

Stiles and Aylee's reunion was far from short and sweet as it more like long and lustful as they spent the most of the day hide from the others so that they could be together and make up for lost time since they knew that Derek most of all would be determined to stop them from doing so, although he didn't object when they both went into Aylee's bedroom for the night after dinner since the events from the night before were still fresh in his head. The next morning since Aylee woke up before Stiles she silently watched him sleep before eventually getting out of bed as quietly and carefully as she got due to the fact that she suddenly got an idea of what to do while he slept. Aylee picked up Stiles's red and blue plaid shirt to put on top of her rose pink lace bra and underwear set as she slipped on a pair of floral pyjamas shorts. She messily threw her hair into a round bun as she grabbed her glasses to wear, the only piece of makeup she wore was a slightly tinted lip balm since her lips were feeling a little chapped. Aylee placed a fresh canvas onto her easel so she could begin to sketch the sleeping body in her body before to paint it adding colour and bringing it to life, while she was in the middle of painting the background of her painting the object of her painting began to stir. Stiles still half asleep reached an arm out to Aylee's side as if absently looking for her

" I'm over here, sleepy" she said with a chuckle since she knew that he was a minute away from waking up and begin to panic about her absents from the bed as he turned to the side and leaned on one arm as he began to run a hand though his bed hair

" what? did you get a sudden hit of inspiration?" he asked with humour in his voice as he took in very single detail of her from her messy hair to her slightly sun kissed skin that was exposed as well the fact that her hand were covered in paint

" something like that...hey no peeking, its not finished" she said moving the canvas away from him as he grabbed her bed sheets to cover him as he tried to see what she was painting

" are you really going to make me wait for the grand opening?" he said as she turned it to face the other way as he creeped up behind as he laced his arms around her waist and began to kiss her neck which he knew from experience was her weak spot

" yeah I'm pretty sure that you'll want to add this one to your private collection" she said giving him a little hint that whatever she was painting was more revealing than her other work, he knew she had a policy on people seeing her work before she was ready

" do you want me to leave you to finish it or..." he said gently pushing the shirt off one of her shoulders as he began to kiss it before pushing off her bra strap so that he could kiss more of the exposed skin to lure her away and tempt her

" maybe later, right now I think I have something else in mind" she said leading him away from the easel and her make shift painting areas as they kissed while walking towards the bed before falling over causing them both to laugh

" you know I've thinking about the whole us distance thing" he said as they both sat up a little as he reached over towards her bedside table to grab her makeup wipes to remove the paint of her hands while she took her hair out of the messy bun

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