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Cora Hale ([personal profile] impetere) wrote in [community profile] thepicketfencecliche2016-10-14 08:56 pm

peter & cora } { of feelings realized and singles awareness day



Cora: [so Cora's on shift, glancing up and seeing him and looks confused] I thought you had a date.

Stiles: Had being the important word of that sentence. [flops down at the barstool, putting his hat on the bartop]

Cora: She cancelled?

Stiles: Yup. She got a better offer apparently. [rolls his eyes] Can I get a shot of whiskey to ease the sting?

Cora: Sure. [and she will put the shot in front of him with a sympathetic look] Her loss, though.

Stiles: Thanks. [to both. He will lift it to salute her] Happy Singles Awareness Day. [and he will down the shot]

Cora: Cheers. [and she'll pull up a beer to go with it too]

Stiles: [leans over the bar and looks to see all the other faces in the place] So I guess you're stuck here on your own with Erica being off with Boyd?

Cora: Yeah, but it's good though. I'm glad they're really happy. And it could have been worse - I could have been stuck with a paramedic shift on my own, and the sub is a tool.

Stiles: Yeah, guess you made out on that. If you want, I can stay and help you clean up.

Cora: You sure?

Stiles: I got nowhere else to be. May as well help you get home at a reasonable hour.

Cora: [she smiles softly and nods] I appreciate that.

Stiles: So, what have I missed since I went back to base?

Cora: ... We may have gotten a dog.

Stiles: [laughs] Poor Kira, just keeps getting more and more outnumbered.

Cora: She gave us the dog! [smirks before pulling out her phone to show pictures of the chow] We're calling him Simba.

Stiles: You're naming the dog after a cat.

Cora: It was not my idea.

Stiles: ... Scott?

Cora: Erica.

Stiles: Ah.

Cora: But it stuck, so.

Stiles: Well, could be worse. Could be Scar.

Cora: True. But you gotta admit, he really does look like a Simba.

Stiles: He does.

Cora: [and she's getting signaled from down the bar so he steps to the side] Be right back.

Stiles: Sure thing. [and he's going to just... eat some bar nuts]

Cora: [and she'll bounce around to some different customers and be back and forth to chat a bit, but eventually it's last call and the patrons start heading out]

Stiles: [and he's totally going to sit there with beer and curly fries and beyond a few military guys coming over thinking him for his service, no one comes over to flirt with him. So he's got a nice beer buzz going by then]

Cora: Okay. I just gotta clean up and we can head out.

Stiles: What can I do to help? [tipsy grin]

Cora: Gather up the trash and dishes while I check the till?

Stiles: Yes ma'am. [and he will salute and go off to do that, because he's not fall down drunk, just happy. Happy enough to sing along with the music playing as he works]

Cora: [smiles a bit as she watches him and she will count up the money to take it over to the safe in the back, before taking the dishes and things back to the dishwasher so they can go in the proper place. and once that's done] Broom's over there to sweep up.

Stiles: Gotcha. [and he will go and do that, but in typical Top Gun fashion, You've Lost that Loving Feeling comes on and Stiles is going to use the broom as a mic and sing]

Cora: [laughs as she comes back up again, but is more than happy to watch him do his thing]

Stiles: [oh, well you're out there now, Cora. He's going to smile and saunter towards her as he keeps singing.]

Cora: [to which she will probably look away a bit because really, Stiles]

Stiles: [and he will drop the act a bit and look at her] Cora?

Cora: [glances back to focus on him] What?

Stiles: You look like I'm making you uncomfortable.

Cora: [she stares for a moment, before shaking her head and stepping away because he's made it pretty clear how he feels about her, and she doesn't want to turn it into a thing] No, not uncomfortable.

Stiles: Then what is it?

Cora: Nothing. I'm just ... tired. It's been a long day. [totally not making eye contact]

Stiles: You know you're a horrible liar.

Cora: It's not a big deal, Stiles.

Stiles: [and he is going to trap her behind the bar, leaning forward] Cora, out with it.

Cora: [looks up at him staring in confusion for a moment. He's too close and this is too awkward and she doesn't want her emotions clouding this] Why does it matter?

Stiles: Because it does. [there's something in his eyes. Something almost desperate that he needs to know but can't put into words]

Cora: No it doesn't. [and she pinches her eyes closed for a moment] Because I'm like your sister, right?

Stiles: [his eyes widen a moment, because it is what he thought about. And well, he would blame the beer later if he had to.] Screw it. [and he is going to close the difference and pull her close and kiss her hard and needy]

Cora: [she barely has time to react before he's kissing her, sinking into his hold with a soft sigh. she's definitely kissing him back, though, wrapping her arms around his neck as he pulls her closer]

Stiles: [her response is all he needs to deepen that kiss. And he's going to maybe strip off his jacket at the same time]

Cora: [and while she is all for there being less clothing, she takes a step back and bumps right into the bar, and she jolts a bit as she pulls back] We can't ... can't do this here.

Stiles: [panting] Why not? No one else is here. [and he's going to try and pull her back]

Cora: Because the health inspector checks for that stuff. [she doesn't fight him, but she doesn't lean in for the kiss right away either] Do you have your car here?

Stiles: Yeah, of course. I drove back today and came here once I got the text I was replaced.

Cora: Then let's go there? [because it a) won't get her fired and b) won't have them going so far they lose their momentum] Just let me lock up?

Stiles: [whimpers, but he nods and grabs his hat, leaving his jacket undone. and follows her]

Cora: [and she will lock up everything quickly and then let him lead the way out to his car]

Stiles: [and he's going to last pretty much until they are at his car and she will then get pushed up against it as he kisses her again]

Cora: [yeah, she's good with that, her arms sliding around his shoulders again, doing her best to pull him in closer]

Stiles: [and he is going to press against her, the jeep against her back making her the middle against two hard things.]

Cora: [and she is good with being that middle, still leaning into the kiss eagerly, before moving one hand behind her to balance herself against the window, then stepping up on the foot rest so she can get a little higher and kiss him more easily]

Stiles: [he will grin, going to fumble and find his keys as he kisses her. He opens the door and tosses his hat onto the dashboard, and then takes off his jacket and tosses it in as well]

Cora: [and while he does that she will shift the passenger's seat forward and start to climb into the back seat]

Stiles: [and he's going to just stand there, looking at her a moment and running his hand along his head] Damn.

Cora: [suddenly feeling a little self-conscious] What?

Stiles: You look so hot in the backseat of my jeep.

Cora: [and then there's a slow smile] It'd be hotter if you joined me.

Stiles: [goes to loosen his tie] Oh, I plan on it.

Cora: Good.

Stiles: [tie tossed in to join his jacket, and he is going to crawl in with her, closing the door behind him]

Cora: [and she will lean in to kiss him again once he's close enough, before quickly shifting so that she's straddling his lap]

Stiles: [and he will shift along with her, his fingers going to start working on her shirt because she needs to start shedding some clothes too]

Cora: [she's not really wearing much beyond a low cut shirt and tight jeans, but she doesn't fight him when he tries to get her shirt over her head, resuming the kiss once it's falling to the seat next to them]

Stiles: [her shirt joins the pile of clothes before his hands go to massage her breasts, his hips lifting up to press against her]

Cora: [she moans softly as she pushes back against him, her fingers moving to the buttons of his shirts, while her lips start to move down his neck]

Stiles: [and he will lean his head back, one hand going to expertly remove that bra off her so he can really get at her breasts and tease her nipples]

Cora: [there are plenty of pleased noises that go with that, until she finishes undoing the buttons and slides her hands against the skin of his chest]

Stiles: [and he will have to let go of her breasts to get that shirt off the rest of the way, and then his hands will go to her hips, pulling her forward hard against his erection as he wraps his lips around a nipple]

Cora: [her fingers slide through his hair as she rocks her hips down against his, just closing her eyes and basking in the sensations needing more but not able to go there yet] Do you have a ... ?

Stiles: Yeah, hand me my hat.

Cora: [she shifts a bit to go grab the hat and hand it back to him]

Stiles: [and he will pull back the rim liner on the inside and there are three condoms, just like any good military boy carries. He grabs one, and tucks it into the waistline of her jeans] There you go.

Cora: [she smirks a bit before leaning in to kiss him again, one hand wandering down to his belt to get it undone]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her back, going to put his hat on her so that it doesn't get damaged or crushed]

Cora: [she smirks a bit at that, before her hand makes her way inside his pants and wraps around him]

Stiles: [and he will groan against her lips, hips lifting to press into her hand]

Cora: [she continues to stroke him slowly, before drawing him out of his pants and reaching for the condom with her free hand, getting the package open to slide it on him]

Stiles: [and he's going to have to get his head back on long enough to go and get those jeans moving, but it's a bit hard with her straddling him like that and he's already at full mast]

Cora: [yep, Sorry Stiles, she's going to have to shift off you for a second, but it's really just to turn around on his lap, back pressed against his chest as she undoes the fly on her jeans and starts to wiggle them off her hips enough to give him access to her]

Stiles: [and he is going to take advantage of that, one hand on her breast, the other sliding between her legs to find her nub and start to rub it. He will kiss her shoulder, running his teeth along her skin]

Cora: [her head tips back a bit as he brushes against her, and while her jeans are still tangled around he'll ankles she'll lift her hips a bit easing her knees open enough to let him in, but too impatient to kick them off the rest of the way]

Stiles: Oh fuck. [and he will press up, thrusting to get nice and deep inside of her]

Cora: [there's an accompanying moan from her, arching back against his chest and rotating her hips a bit to get a better fit as he pushes into her]

Stiles: [fingers twist her nipple, run circles around her nub, and working on setting up a nice, slow pace between them]

Cora: [and she will just rock her hips against his thrusts, keeping that pace until she needs him to go faster gripping his hand as her hips start to pick up]

Stiles: [and he will groan, letting her set the faster pace and working to keep up with her. Hands clenching, fingers getting rougher and speeding up and his lips against her neck]

Cora: [she keeps panting, feeling the friction of his skin against hers, and she's so close, it doesn't take much longer before she falls over the edge, her body bending like a bow against him as her body clenches and releases around him]

Stiles: [her body tightening around him sends him over to join her, his hips thrusting up hard and deep inside of her as he explodes in his orgasm.]

Cora: [she collapses back against him as she finishes, her head tipping back to rest against his shoulder as she catches her breath]

Stiles: [and he's panting against her neck, smiling to himself a moment] I'm so going to need to get this suit dry cleaned now.

Cora: [laughs softly, before shifting a bit so that she can see him more] Sorry.

Stiles: No, don't be. I'm not.

Cora: Good.

Stiles: [and he's going to look at her a moment] How long?

Cora: [she glances down before shrugging] I don't know exactly when but ... it's been weird since you've been back.

Stiles: I've wanted you since I was thirteen.

Cora: [her eyes bug a bit] Really?

Stiles: Yeah. I mean, not like this... that wasn't until a bit later but yeah.

Cora: You never said ...

Stiles: You never let me. Anytime I tried back then... it was always made to feel that I was leaving Scott out. That being with me alone wasn't something you wanted. I stopped asking.

Cora: Stiles ... I didn't realize that was what you wanted.

Stiles: No offense, but you never really were good at the whole feelings thing. [smirks]

Cora: No shit. [she rolls her eyes] I thought you just wanted to do friend stuff.

Stiles: I did. With just you. Just you.

Cora: Then why didn't you say no when I talked about bringing Scott?

Stiles: Because I didn't want Scott to think I was stealing you away. Part of me... I thought you liked him more.

Cora: Well, you shouldn't have assumed.

Stiles: I was thirteen!

Cora: And so was I! I wasn't even thinking about that stuff then, I was just trying to learn how to make friends again.

Stiles: Well, I know one thing... we aren't thirteen now.

Cora: Definitely not.

Stiles: Which I'm happy for.

Cora: So are we ... okay?

Stiles: Yeah, yeah, we're ok.

Cora: [relaxes with a nod] Good.

Stiles: You um... want to come back to my place?

Cora: At Fort Irwin?

Stiles: No, dad's house. I don't have to be back to base until tomorrow afternoon.

Cora: Is your dad going to be okay with that?

Stiles: He's out with Ms. Martin tonight, and he's got morning shift. I told him I would meet him for lunch before I left but I can't promise him I'd be home or awake for breakfast.

Cora: So ... we'd be able to do it again without bothering him? [because she definitely wants to do that again, but this time with more room and less rushing]

Stiles: Oh yeah. My dad sleeps like the dead and unless I'm screaming makes it a point not to come into my room after ten.

Cora: Then okay. Let's go.

Stiles: You're going to have to move first.

Cora: Right. [and she will slowly shift herself off his lap and then reach down to pull her pants back on again, before reaching for her bra and her shirt]

Stiles: [and he's going to remove and tie off the condom, and tossing it into the empty soft drink cup he had on the floor before straightening himself out]

Cora: [and once she's done, she'll go to readjust and slide into the passenger's seat]

Stiles: [and he will climb out of the car and climb in the right way, and looking over at her before smiling] My hat looks good on you. But it really doesn't go with that shirt.

Cora: [she glances up before shaking her head and putting it back on his] Better?

Stiles: Better. [and he will start up the jeep and head back to the Stilinski house. Sheriff is home, but the sound of his snoring will be heard by both of them]

Cora: [then they will be very quiet as they make their way back to his room and close the door behind them]

Stiles: [and he will fold his jacket across the back of the chair and put the hat on his desk] So... what are you thinking?

Cora: [she considers for a moment before making her way closer] Maybe slower this time?

Stiles: I can do that. [and his fingers are going to reach up to trace along her cheek]

Cora: [tips her fingers into his hand a bit before leaning in to kiss him again]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her back, leaning down to meet her and savor the kiss this time]

Cora: [as strong and powerful as she is, she's still short, but she pushes up on her toes to meet him, moving her hands to steady her against his shoulders]

Stiles: [and he will hold her hips, keeping her nice and close as they kiss until he needs to stop for a breath] May be better if we go to my bed.

Cora: [she nods before waiting for him to lead the way] Okay.

Stiles: [and he is going to take her hand, guiding her to the bed and to sit down. He will stand over her, smiling down before going to remove that shirt of hers again, as well as his, before leaning down to kiss her]

Cora: [And she will lean back as he kisses her, shifting so that she's lying down more giving him space to move over her. eventually they'll probably slip but for right now, she wants to see how he feels over her]

Stiles: [he will lay on top of her, but he's not going to stay still for long, He's going to take his time, kissing her, his hands massaging her body before he starts to kiss his way down to her breasts]

Cora: [her head tips back as she lets him take his time, dragging her hands over his back and sides as her legs shift to frame his hips more]

Stiles: [and while he is working on her breasts with his lips, sucking and teasing her nipples, his hands and groping to work on getting those jeans off her again, this time taking them off all the way]

Cora: [her legs draw up against his hips once they're free, her hands starting to wander down and undo his belt]

Stiles: [his hands are going to go and still hers, looking up at her] Not yet. [and he is going to start kissing down her stomach, sliding down her until he is kneeling on the floor, guiding her legs over his shoulders]

Cora: [shifts a bit and frowns at his stopping her but as her legs shift over his shoulders she starts to get the picture and just leans back, her fingers brushing into his hair]

Stiles: [he can feel her fingers along his scalp since his hair is military short, but he likes it just the same. He's going to kiss her mound, and then he will guide her legs to part a bit more so he can slide his tongue along her lower lips]

Cora: [and she will moan as her head falls back against the bed, closing her eyes and just sinking into the sensations]

Stiles: [his fingers will spread her lips for him, and he will get to work tasting her, his tongue playing with her nub before sliding inside of her]

Cora: [and she will respond accordingly, riding the motions of his tongue one hand eventually moving to brace herself on the wall behind her as she starts to get closer and closer to the edge]

Stiles: [and he will be able to tell she's getting close from how her body is responding to him, so when he is ready he is going to slide two fingers inside of her, going deep and curling up to try and stimulate her g-spot]

Cora: [she cries out when she finally hits that edge, fingers curling against the wall as she falls over and drops back against the bed with a satisfied sigh]

Stiles: [and he will take the moment to clean her up with his tongue before going to slide back up her body]

Cora: [and she will pull him in to kiss her once he's close enough, slow and deep]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her back, shifting now to lay on top of her as he works his pants off, just in his tighty whities]

Cora: [and then she will shift and flip them so that he's lying under her and she's settled over him]

Stiles: [laughs at that, leaning back and looking up at her] Hey.

Cora: [smiles as she leans over him] Hi. Still have those condoms?

Stiles: Yeah. Just pull back the rim of my hat and there's two left.

Cora: [nods as she goes to do that, before coming back to him and they're back to kissing and getting this going again]

Stiles: [and he watches her, admiring her naked body before she's climbing back on top of him again, his hands sliding along her arms as they kiss]

Cora: [and she will sneak one hand to pull his underwear off his hips before going to slide the condom onto him]

Stiles: [he will shift to help her, and then groan happily when he feels her rolling the condom on]

Cora: [and not much longer before she's sliding down over him, moving her hips slowly against him as she adjusts to the feel of him]

Stiles: [and his back will arch, hands going to her hips to try and get himself deeper inside of her]

Cora: [she moans at his touch, rocking her hips gently as she starts a slow pace and is just savoring the feel of them moving together]

Stiles: [and he's going to just look down and watch her, watch his shaft disappearing into her, and then up to her face and just taking it in]

Cora: [and she will keep moving with slow steady strokes, before leaning in to kiss him again, brushing her fingers over his arms]

Stiles: [he will kiss her back, his hands squeezing her hips as he moves with her.]

Cora: [she keeps moving, eventually picking up the pace as she gets closer and closer to the edge, before she's falling over it, hopefully bringing him with her this time]

Stiles: [oh no, he's already come once tonight, so he has some staying power. When he feels her going over, he'll take over and start to thrust into her to prolong her orgasm]

Cora: [she moans as she feels him start to take over, burying her face in his shoulder as she rolls through the waves of pleasure]

Stiles: [and he will roll them, laying on their sides as he guides her leg up to his hip and he will keep thrusting into her, his hands sliding up her body to caress her breasts]

Cora: [and she will keep moving with him, staying tangled in him as she lets him touch her more]

Stiles: [and as he gets close to his peak, his hand will slip down to her nub and start to rub it, teasing]

Cora: [her fingers curl against his shoulders, gripping tightly as she starts to climb again]

Stiles: Come with me, baby. You can do it... [whispering in her ear, kissing her neck as he speeds up]

Cora: [she whimpers a bit at the press of his fingers and she isn't entirely sure she can, but a few more minutes of the right pressure in the right places and she's tightening around him again]

Stiles: [and when he feels her do that, he is going to thrust in hard and deep] Oh fuck... fuck... yeah... [and he's going to just explode, holding her to him tightly]

Cora: [burrows her face against his shoulder as she comes down herself]

Stiles: [and he is going to reach up and tuck her hair out of her face as he looks over at her] Better?

Cora: [she looks up at him before nodding a bit] Yeah.

Stiles: Good.

Cora: [nuzzles his neck as she curls in closer] Kinda sucks that you have to leave tomorrow, though.

Stiles: I don't get to make the rules. It's pretty much the way my days off have been the last four years.

Cora: [she sighs] I know.

Stiles: But I'll get another weekend off soon.

Cora: Okay. I'll just have to deal until then.

Stiles: Not like you don't have four to five roommates, and a new puppy, to distract you.

Cora: Yeah, but I can't do the stuff with them that I do with you.

Stiles: Well, I'd hope not. Not after we went through all of this.

Cora: So not quite the same.

Stiles: You'll just have to tease me with texts and sexy photos.

Cora: Maybe I will.

Stiles: Maybe I'll reply too with some of the same.

Cora: Can you do that where you're staying?

Stiles: Yeah, I've got a private room. Well, I have a roommate, but it's not a bunkhouse anymore. Roommate and I are making a deal for private times anyway.

Cora: Good. Because it's only for you.

Stiles: So I take it I'm now a taken man? [smirks]

Cora: [she laughs before ducking her head a bit] If that's what you want.

Stiles: [and he is going to tilt her chin back up to look at her] Oh, trust me, for you I'd pretty much do anything. I want it.

Cora: [she looks up at him and smiles softly] Good.

Stiles: [and he's going to just kiss her for a while, lazily]

Cora: [which she is good with, snuggling in closer]

Stiles: Come on, let's get some sleep.

Cora: [she nods, curling up with him with her head against his shoulder]

Stiles: [and to sleep they will go]

Cora: [yep, in a good and happy cuddle pile]

Stiles: [and Sheriff doesn't come in, just leaves for the morning and reminds Stiles to clean his room before he leaves. Left on a post-it note at the coffee machine]

Cora: [and she will rouse eventually humming softly as she wakes up, and burrows into him more]

Stiles: [and he's on his back, arm reflexing to hold her close, still out cold]

Cora: [smiles softly as she watches him, but she doesn't want to wake him]

Stiles: [finally his phone alarm will go off and he opens his eyes to look for it. Then he sees Cora and he smiles sleepily] Hey.

Cora: Hey. Sleep well?

Stiles: Yeah. Pretty worn out. You?

Cora: [she nods] But I should probably head back before they start calling me.

Stiles: Do you want to take a shower first? I remember what Scott told me about scents.

Cora: [she nods] Yeah, that'll be good.

Stiles: You go do that, I'll make breakfast.

Cora: Okay. [and she will kiss him before climbing out of bed to get clean]

Stiles: [he will kiss her back, watching her go before going to his dresser and pulling out a pair of military sweats and then heading down to make coffee and pop-tarts. Because he can't actually cook]

Cora: [she is not surprised. thankfully, she loves poptarts]

Stiles: [luckily he has his cameo to wear back to base, since he will need to get his uniform cleaned when he gets back. But he will need to clean upstairs. And his jeep. before he heads back]

Cora: [yep, they did make kind of a mess]

Stiles: [not complaining. he will just have her poptarts toasted and ready for her when she gets downstairs]

Cora: [and she will finish cleaning up and make her way downstairs] Smells good.

Stiles: I couldn't decide if we should have chocolate fudge or frosted strawberry, so I made both.

Cora: Both is good.

Stiles: Well, breakfast is served. [and he will pour her a cup of coffee]

Cora: [and she will settle in and reach for one of the chocolate fudge ones first]

Stiles: So do you smell less like me that Scott won't figure it out?

Cora: [she nods] They'll probably figure something is up but they won't connect it to you directly.

Stiles: If anything, you can just say I got stood up, you drove me home and crashed on the couch.

Cora: That sounds like a good option.

Stiles: And you're not even lying. Not really.

Cora: Nope.

Stiles: So there you go. Cover story set. [holds up his coffee mug in salute]

Cora: [does the same as she digs into her poptarts]

Stiles: [and when they are done] You need me to drive you home?

Cora: If you have time. Otherwise I can walk.