new york wolves } { of downtime and relaxation

[impetere]

Stiles: [blinks as he hears the door locked] Is she allowed to do that?

Cora: [doesn't look happy about it either] She's the alpha.

Stiles: Yeah, but I’m the second. This is a bad idea. She's supposed to listen to my opinions, isn't she?

Cora: Not if they're about you. She never let Peter make his own choices either.

Stiles: I'm also sure Peter didn't tell her about things he was making choices on half the time.

Cora: He told her to leave him when he was covered in burns and lying in a hospital bed in Beacon Hills, and she told him to suck it up because she wasn't leaving him behind. When it came to Peter's well being, his opinion didn't count.

Stiles: [nods] So we're pretty much trapped.

Cora: Yep.

Stiles: We're going to go through withdrawal. I have a Warcrack mission scheduled tonight!

Cora: I have two papers due next week.

Stiles: I could pick the lock?

Cora: That might just make her mad.

Stiles: [puppy whimpers] It's not that I'm complaining about being locked in a room with you. I mean, that part is awesome. But my laptop and phone...

Cora: I know. I'm not happy about it either. But when she's got something in her head, she ... doesn't really take no for an answer.

Stiles: [sighs and goes over to flop on the couch with her] So I guess we just need to see what's on Netflix.

Cora: [sighs as well, and goes to curl up next to him, letting her head nestle into his shoulder]

Stiles: [thinks] I wonder if she will regret this. We could totally just have sex here and it would be her fault.

Cora: She did want us to relax.

Stiles: She did. And she said nothing about keeping our clothes on.

Cora: [grins] All we would need is ... [and she will awkwardly shift so that she's leaning over him, shoving her hand into the couch behind him, feeling around between the cushions until a frown crosses her face]

Laura: [passing by the door] I found Malia's couch condoms. Just F-Y-I.

Cora: [and her head flops into Stiles’ shoulder]

Stiles: [loudly] Well then, if you get pregnant, it's Laura's fault? [smirking at Cora in amusement]

Laura: Uh-uh. You're not laying that on me, Stilinski. You knock her up, and Peter and Derek are still going to kill you slowly.

Stiles: ... Point. Okay, oral only. [yes, he is that little shit. you took his laptop away]

Cora: [is just laughing against his shoulder]

Stiles: [is laughing as well, and then bends down to kiss her gently]

Cora: [kisses him back, shifting so that she's settling a little more comfortably on top of him] We haven't exactly had time to ourselves in a while.

Stiles: No, no we haven't. Junior year is psycho.

Cora: [nods as she curls up closer] I missed you.

Stiles: [pushes her hair out of her face, smiling at her] Missed you too. Summer will get here soon and we'll have more time.

Cora: [sighs and nods] If finals don't kill me first.

Stiles: I will come and totally CPR you back to life.

Cora: Awww. So sweet.

Stiles: You know, when we finish finals, we should totally just party for like a day.

Cora: I like the sound of that. Should we go somewhere not New York?

Stiles: I'd suggest California but I'm sure that's a bit too soon, huh?

Cora: [hesitates a little before shrugging] I don't know. I know you probably want to go home but ... for me there's so much bad there.

Stiles: No, I'm not going to force you to come home with me, Cora. I uh... I'm pretty sure I'm staying here after college anyway.

Cora: [her smile widens a bit because she hadn't been sure. She was hoping, wishing, even, but not sure] Yeah?

Stiles: Well, yeah. I mean, I've got everything I need right here. And Dad gets it. He kinda figured it.

Cora: I don't want you to think you can't go home ever though.

Stiles: Oh, I think my dad will get very vocal if I try. [he smiles at her] But I've got my girl, and my pack now. And Dad needs to start using his vacation time, so he can come here to visit.

Cora: We can take him to all the sightseeing stuff he didn't get to see the last time he was here.

Stiles: I'm sure he'd like to visit at a time where I'm not dying. [nods]

Cora: Yep. We should make him do that.

Stiles: Scott and Allison too. I mean, with Lydia here now, it'll be super easy to get them out here.

Cora: [she nods] I want to get to know them all better.

Stiles: [smiles] I want you to know them too. I know Lydia is probably going to be a bit much, but that's Lydia.

Cora: [makes a slight face at Lydia but she doesn't say anything] Yeah. I figured.

Stiles: She's changed a lot since she got bit.

Cora: I know. And it's not ... her. She just makes me feel ... possessive, sometimes.

Stiles: I'd say we could always have a threesome with her. It helped me with my issues with Tyler. [smirks just a bit]

Cora: [snorts, before looking down and shaking her head] That's different. I didn't love Tyler and Tyler didn't love me. [there was no emotional claim to go with the physical one. Stiles and Lydia were far more tangled and complicated] If we tried, I would probably try and claw her face off.

Stiles: And I've moved past the point where I'd gladly let you. [he looked at her, and just kissed her deeply, shifting to move her so that he was on top of her, grinning down at her] However, you're the only one who holds my heart, and I'm perfectly happy with that. And you. Forever.

Cora: [she sinks into the kiss easily, almost letting her forget for the moment what they were talking about and just focusing on Stiles being there with her. As she settles under him and he pulls back, she can't help but smile at what he says] Me too. It's only ever been you.

Stiles: [the smile on his face is pure happiness. That's the best thing he's ever heard, and loves hearing it] You know after we graduate, I'm totally up for prioritizing a wedding. Just to make this bond all legal and stuff.

Cora: [her eyebrows go up a bit] Is that how you're going to propose to me?

Stiles: Oh no, I totally have a whole plan in the works. But I don't have a ring yet. Just consider it fair warning. [smirks]

Cora: [she laughs] I'll make sure I'm prepared.

Stiles: [he leans down to kiss her again, and then nuzzles his cheek] I'm going to spend the rest of my life making sure you're always happy.

Cora: I just need you for that.

Stiles: Then it will be an easy goal to accomplish.

Cora: Exactly. Plenty of time to make yourself happy too.

Stiles: Well, right now - beside the whole locked up away from the world - I'm pretty happy just like this.

Cora: Then just stay with me for a while.

Stiles: Not that I don't have much of a choice, but I'd do it anyway. [and he's going to lean down and just start kissing her again]

Cora: [and she'll kiss him back, shifting under him so that he can settle comfortably on top of her]

Stiles: [and makeout times are a go!]

Cora: [yep. lots of makeout times. Though probably not more than that until she can sneak back to her room and grab some condoms. Because they haven't done that in a while and if her sister wants her to relax, then ...]

Stiles: [he also has them in his bathroom. HA! You're going to be out-tricked, Alpha. There will be sex on that couch. SO MUCH SEX]

Laura: [you laugh now, but the cleaning costs are so coming out of both of their allowances.]

Stiles: [money well spent]

Cora: [agreed]

Stiles: [but for now, after awhile...] You know, we should probably eat that pizza.

Cora: [nods] It's probably cold by now. And not the good kind of cold.

Stiles: And I’m sure since it's our fault, she's not going to let us out to reheat it.

Cora: Nope. [she doesn't reach far, so that she's still nestled next to him as the little spoon, before pulling out a piece of pizza and taking a tentative bite. She chews for a moment, before shrugging] Not as awful as I thought.

Stiles: [and he will reach over her, eating as well and trying not to drop food in her hair]

Cora: [she will shift just enough that he can avoid doing that. if anything they'll probably land on her chest.]

Stiles: [and it's not like he won't lean over and suck it up off her neck or chest if he does]

Cora: [it's very true. though that will probably just lead to ... more sex again because she likes his tongue on her skin]

Stiles: [and he likes the taste of her skin, which is why his tongue is always playing against it]

Cora: [her head tips back as his tongue moves back to her neck, pushing the pizza away again and pulling him closer]

Stiles: [he'll press closer, his tongue and lips playing over that spot of her neck as he smirks against the skin.]

Cora: [she can't help it. She loves his lips there, mostly for the promise of what will be there one day, even if they're not ready yet]

Stiles: [they weren't ready yet, even if they felt the impulse. Which was why Stiles' human teeth scraped gently along the skin there, playfully nipping right where he felt her pulse beating]

Cora: [and that makes her arch, shivering against him as her hands slide over his back]

Stiles: [he grins, then nibbles on her ear as he barely whispers] So do you want to fake a bathroom run for condoms, or should I?

Cora: [hums] I guess that depends on who wants to get dressed.

Stiles: Technically, I just need pants.

Cora: I need pants and a shirt. It'd be faster to get you undressed again.

Stiles: Then pee break for me. [kisses her as he goes to reach for his pants] You stay right there.

Cora: [nods as she stretches a bit, letting her back curve up off the couch as she does] Hurry back.

Stiles: [and he's going to knock on the door] Jailer, I need to use the facilities.

Laura: [and the door will open a crack because she does not want to know if her sister is still naked in there, which she is]

Stiles: [and he has his pants on, grins and takes off running for his bathroom which is thankfully on that floor. And he does his business, and while he's washing his hands, he's going to get that box of condoms and pull the strip out, put it in his underwear so it's not visible in his pockets, and then head back to the room]

Laura: [is just glaring at him for defiling her baby sister where she can hear it and waiting to lock him up again]

Stiles: Oh come on, you really thought putting us in a locked room wasn't going to go there? [innocent face]

Laura: [there's a look that says she was well aware it would, but she had hoped that they would just spend time together] Just keep it down?

Stiles: Yes ma'am. [and he's going to duck back into the room]

Laura: [and the door will lock and she's going to go watch a very loud movie. Loudly.]

Stiles: [and he will all but jump over the back of the couch and laugh, pulling Cora back into his arms and kissing her]

Cora: [kisses him back eagerly, pulling him closer and shifting so that he can settle on top of her comfortably]

Stiles: Your sister is pissed at me.

Cora: For me wanting to have sex with you.

Stiles: For me giving into your wanton ways.

Cora: How dare you be seducible.

Stiles: I'm sorry. You're too sexy for my own good. I have underwear full of condoms though so we can go all the way now.

Cora: Be still my beating heart. [teasing, before pulling him in to kiss him again] And I just can't help myself, really. You're just too damn cute.

Stiles: The Stilinski cuteness. We lure women in without even trying.

Cora: You better not be luring in any more.

Stiles: Nope. It is all focused on you. Totally more than you probably ever want, but you're stuck with me now, even when I stop being cute. [you've seen his dad. he's only going to get better with age]

Cora: I don't think it's possible for you to stop being cute.

Stiles: See, this is why I love you. [and he will kiss her again, working his pants back off, and then handing her the strip of 10 condoms as he works his underwear off next]

Cora: [and she will pull one off the strip and let the rest drop to the floor, kissing him back as she hooks a leg over his hip to pull him closer]

Stiles: [oh, he's coming closer. And he's getting nice and hard as he grinds against her hips playfully]

Cora: [notices that, and gets comfortable as her hand slips down to wrap around him]

Stiles: [and he's groaning] Okay, we really need to add regular sex to our schedule.

Cora: [nods as she tears the packet open with her teeth] Definitely been way too long.

Stiles: Friday nights. Friday night sexing from now on. [and that was just way too sexy, tearing that packet open. His fingers slid between them to play with her clit, even if he knew from their long oral session she was more than ready]

Cora: [her eyes close for a moment, before nodding and sliding the condom down over him] Deal.

Stiles: Good. [and he's going to pull her up into his lap, sitting on the couch and getting her on his lap, smirking at her]

Cora: [she smirks back for a moment, before leaning in to kiss him as she shifts down and starts to slide over him]

Stiles: [he's really come to appreciate this position. It's not as deep as he likes, but it gives them both free hands and mouths and able to reach and touch each other. And they can last a long time like this before needing to shift and get to their edge]

Cora: [she's pretty fond of this herself, though she's still partial to him over her too. She only really likes it when they're on something like a couch or him against the headboard because he doesn't seem so far away. She kisses him deeply as her hips slowly start to move, wanting to take her time and make it last]

Stiles: [he's going to match her pace, his hands sliding up to massage her breasts as he kisses her deeply - see, Laura, they stay quiet by kissing!]

Cora: [yes. nice and quiet with soft muffled moans into the kisses as he finds those spots inside her that he knows well, which adds a soft tremor as she moves]

Stiles: [and eventually he will pull his lips away to suck on her breasts, wanting to hear those little moans.]

Cora: [which she will let him, though still trying to keep quiet, fingers threading through his hair as she pulls him closer and keeps rocking her hips down against his]

Stiles: [and when he knows she's close, he's going to roll a bit, sitting her into the couch and leaning over her, kissing her again as his hands wrap her legs around his waist and he starts to go harder and faster]

Cora: [there's a sharp cry into the kiss as the speed picks up, her nails digging in and drawing lines against his back as he pushes her closer and closer]

Stiles: [and that's only going to spur him further, his eyes glowing as he finally hits his peek, all but jumping over the edge]

Cora: [her body tenses and she falls over with him, her eyes matching his with a glow of her own as she drops back against the couch, burrowing in and nuzzling against his cheek]

Stiles: [nuzzles her back, keeping her close and curling around her, encompassing her] God I love you.

Cora: I love you too. [burrows into him, one hand coming up to take his] Always.

Stiles: And forever. [squeezes her hand]

Cora: [sighs as she looks up at him] So maybe this wasn't Laura's worst idea.

Stiles: She's probably regretting it, but I'm warming up to the whole plan if this is going to be three days of this.

Cora: I think it should absolutely be three days of this.

Stiles: Best holiday weekend ever. [grins and snuggles closer]

Cora: [grins in return, curling into him and closing her eyes] You are also a very excellent pillow.

Stiles: And you are a nice, warm blanket. [nuzzles her again] Sleepytime.