𝐃𝐘𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐎'𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 - 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃

- ᴍɪsᴄʜɪᴇғ ɴɪɢʜᴛ · s.s · sᴍᴜᴛ -

This chapter contains sexual content. If you are uncomfortable reading intimate actions, go back to a fluff or gif

warnings: NSFW, oral (Male receiving), hair pulling

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Mischief Night was a tradition for me and my boyfriend, Stiles. We would always play a trick on Coach and would always somehow get away with it. Coincidentally, it was Coach's birthday as well as Mischief Night. Double kill.

"What are we doing tonight?" I asked as me and Stiles entered the locker room "Basically, he's gonna end up pulling a string and the whole of his office is gonna come down." Stiles told me, a smile permanently on his beautiful face. I giggled and opened Coach's door, flicking on the light on. "You got the stuff?" I asked and Stiles replied by placing his bag on the desk and opening it to reveal string, tape, wrapping paper and all sorts. "Where do you get these ideas?" I asked, jumping up and sitting on the desk "You know me, babe. I have my ways." He smiled, pulling out all the stuff and putting it beside me "so you're disguising it as a present? That's a little mean, Sti." I pointed out "It's mischief night and his birthday. Perfect opportunity to be evil." He said, grabbing a bag of nails from his bag. I furrowed my eyebrows I'm confusion as I watched him dump the nails into a box

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After watching Stiles make a weird contraption with a string and all the things in Coach's office, I decided to clean up so it looked less suspicious. When I stood back up, I felt Stiles's chest hit my back. "Stop creeping. I know what you want and you're not getting it." I said, turning around and patting his chest. And I hate to get personal, but me and Stiles have sex a lot. Both of us were stressed about all the supernatural creatures and villains around us, and we were quiet busy with protecting the town - so, any chance we got, we did it.

"We haven't done it for-" he started "2 days, Stiles." I finished, swerving around him and he sighed "48 hours without sex. Princess, you know I can't survive like that." He whined, following me "Not in Coach's office, baby. No." I declined, walking back over to the desk and leaning over it to grab the tape when I felt his hands grab the sides of my things. I held the tape out to him and heard him huff, his hands removing themselves off of me and grabbing the tape. "I can't believe you wore a fucking skirt," I heard him groan behind me and I turned to face him. I trailed my hands up his chest and around his neck "Give in." he tried

I bit my lip. A part of me desperately wanted to let him do things to me, but the more logically part of me said no. "For fuck sake, Stiles. Fine." I smiled and his face lit up. He grabbed my hips and connecting his lips to mine. I pulled back for a second to pull my crop top and his off, his hidden biceps flexing as he turned me around so I was bent over the desk once again. He ran his hands over my ass "This is so wrong. We shouldn't be doing this, what if we get caught?" I asked "We won't. It's one o'clock in the morning, no ones gonna catch us." Stiles reassured me, hooking his fingers into my underwear and pulling them down my legs. I reached for the zip on the side of my skirt but my hand was slapped away "Keep it on." Stiles growled and I smirked "What are you gonna do if we get caught?" I asked, a quiet moan interrupting me as his lips pressed against my neck "Tell them to leave and carry on fucking you." He replied "But-" I started but my body was spun around "I'll tell you something, angel. Why don't you put your mouth to some good use instead of worrying?" He suggested. I bit my lip and chuckled "As you wish."

I dropped to my knees and unbuckled Stiles' belt, pulling his jeans and boxers down. His cock slapped against his stomach and I heard him groan above me. I smiled up at him and licked the slit lined with precum. I wasted no time in taking him in my mouth. Stiles moaned as I began deepthroating him and bopping faster, the ache between my thighs beginning to get unbearable. Stiles' hand wrapped its self in my hair and pulled me off of him "Tongue out." He ordered and i obeyed, slipping my tongue out of my mouth. Stiles wrapped his hand around his cock and began pumping himself, placing the tip against my tongue and letting go, his cum running down my throat. I stood back up and smiled at my boyfriend as he wiped the excess cum from the side of my mouth. He grabbed my hips and spun me around once again, his hand against my back making me bend over. His fingers played with my sex, covering them with my arousal

"Please, Stiles." I begged. I heard him chuckled behind me "I can't hear you."

"Fuck me!"

without any warning, he pushed into me and started drilling relentlessly. I moaned loudly, clawing at the desk I was pressed against. The desk that scraped across the floors whenever Stiles thrusted. I knew I wasn't gonna last long. Stiles lifted my right leg and laid it on the desk beside me, leaning down so his chest was against my back "You look so pretty bent over for me," He coped in my ear, pressing his lips to my neck "Does it feel good?"

I managed to nod, a drawn out moan escaping my mouth. Displeased with my response, he grabbed my chin and turned my head to the side enough for eye contact "Answer me." He growled "it feels fucking amazing, Stiles. I'm close." I finally answered, my hands gripping onto the edge of the table, careful not to knock the box as he stood up straight again and pounded into me harder and deeper, if that was possible. I clenched around him as my orgasm washed over me, crying out as it happened. Stiles groaned, releasing inside me.

As my breathing evened out, Stiles pulled out of me. I turned myself over so my back rested on the edge of the table and watched as my boyfriend got himself dressed. Once he had buckled his belt back up, he smiled at me and pressed his lips to my own "I love you." He said, pulling away "I love you too, babe." I repeated, finally beginning to get myself dressed.

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I'm so sad that the teen wolf reunion got pushed, but it is for a good cause.

also, I can kind of predict that people with read this chapter so I'm just gonna say that if you have a problem with the Black Lives Matter movement then I would politely ask you to leave

I hope you're all staying safe if you go to the protests and keeping your distances