peter & cora } { of vacations and supernatural politics

[impetere]

Cora: [they practically had to shove her out the door this year because of everything going on in town with surprise wendigos, but once she was in the car and they were a considerable ways down the highway, she slowly started to relax a little more, melting back into her seat. Part of her is still wary, but it's not like they're going incredibly far. right?]

Stiles: [totally not going incredibly far. Nope. Not at all in the rented convertible that he is driving them towards the PCH]

Cora: [glances back over her shoulder into the wind before turning back to him] Where are we going again?

Stiles: The beach.

Cora: I know that. Which beach?

Stiles: A surprise beach.

Cora: [squints at that] How far away is this surprise beach?

Stiles: San Franscisco wayish.

Cora: [her eyes widen a bit] That's like seven hours away.

Stiles: Yes. That's why it's called a vacation.

Cora: [and that's her worried face] What if something happens?

Stiles: Nothing is going to happen.

Cora: Something did recently happen. Who's to say something won't happen again?

Stiles: I say so. I say nothing bad will happen in the three and a half days we are going to be gone to take a weekend away to spend barely clothed on a beach during the day and having lots of sex during the evening. And IF anything does decide to break my standing rule, Scott will call. [but Scott knows it will be on pain of death by brotherly bitching]

Cora: [takes a deep breath and exhales slowly before nodding] Okay. [because that does sound like a pretty good vacation]

Stiles: We're going to have a good time. Crap can wait until we get back Tuesday. Right now it's you, me, beach, sex. Maybe food somewhere in there.

Cora: Food is probably important if we want to have all that sex.

Stiles: True. Fuel for the body.

Cora: Yes. Otherwise the sex won't last very long and we'll be passing out from hypoglycemia.

Stiles: That's also true. Plus if the beach gets boring, there are a lot of other things we can do. [and he will reach into the bag between them and pull out the flyer for the hotel he got them reservations at] Here, take a look.

Cora: [nods as she starts to look through them before her eyes light up a bit] Oooh, we can go see the redwoods.

Stiles: [grins] Yup. We have to go a bit more north for the actual ancient forest - it's another three hours - but I figured if you didn't feel beachy once we got there, we could go hiking in the woods instead.

Cora: [smiles a bit] That could be fun. And we probably shouldn't go to the ancient forest anyway - there are some faerie courts there that don't like to be bothered.

Stiles: [looks over at her because what?!] Fairy courts?

Cora: Yeah? [she tips her head back] I mean, San Francisco is loaded with overlap from the Fairer Courts.

Stiles: You're speaking a level of mythology I'm unaware about.

Cora: Well, if you had told me we were going to San Francisco, I would have told you.

Stiles: Do you not know the meaning of the word surprise?!

Cora: [she laughs] Then you can't blame me for not giving you fair warning.

Stiles: I wasn't blaming you! I was pointing out that I didn't know! [laughs as well]

Cora: [she shakes her head] Well, then yes. Faerie is a thing.

Stiles: So like, Tinkerbell kind of fairy?

Cora: Not exactly? I mean, pixies are a thing, but most Faerie are human sized.

Stiles: I'm going to have to ask you to get me a guidebook or something about all this.

Cora: [she laughs] The Fae are kind of a whole separate thing from we shapeshifters. They're from another plane entirely.

Stiles: But do they steal the first born sons?

Cora: No. Well, there was a First Born that stole children, but I think he's dead now.

Stiles: Cause you know, first born son here.

Cora: Yes, but you're an adult. He specifically took children.

Stiles: Well, still, good to know there's an age out limit.

Cora: There is. You're perfectly safe.

Stiles: And if anything, you'd totally fight them for me. Right?

Cora: No question.

Stiles: Good. [leans over to kiss her]

Cora: [and she will kiss him back, but] Eyes on the road, please.

Stiles: I'm watching the road. [which he is by side eyeing while kissing her]

Cora: [shakes her head and shoves him back as she turns her gaze back to the scenery again]

Stiles: [laughs with his smirky grin, and he will turn on the radio - which is totally the Top Gun theme - and he may speed up a bit so there is wind blowing through their hair.]

Cora: [and they have a very long drive but will stop off in San Francisco for dinner before they hit the beach?]

Stiles: [Yup. He will find a nice roadside diner place along the PCH that is on the beach. There's a bunch of "seating" on the beach that is really just fire pits with log seats that they can take their food to and hang out and watch the sunset]

Cora: [which is very nice and avoids running into complications with the local king of cats, but Cora will be texting with one hand while they eat to cover that]

Stiles: [has no idea what the king of cats is but he will be enjoying the sunset and watching the surfers] You know, maybe I'll try to learn how to surf. I hear it's like flying.

Cora: [she glances up at him before tipping her head to the side] You think so?

Stiles: Won't know until I try, right?

Cora: Just be careful.

Stiles: I'm always careful.

Cora: Your medical history begs to differ.

Stiles: Shush. [smirks]

Cora: Look, I'm just saying, you said you wanted this weekend to be about the beach and sex. We can't do either of those things if you get hurt.

Stiles: Oh, I'm not going to do it this weekend. On my days off when we get back.

Cora: Okay. But still be careful.

Stiles: I will. [looks at the fire] You'd think they'd give us marshmallows or something.

Cora: [she glances back over her shoulder] I think we passed a convenience store. They might have some.

Stiles: Yeah, but someone else could have the table by then. And anyway, we probably want to get going soon so we can get there and check in.

Cora: Okay. We could always come back with marshmallows.

Stiles: We could. [and he will notice the phone] So whatcha doing?

Cora: [glances down and sighs] Texting one of the local fair folk and letting them know that I'm going to be around and not actually looking to stage a coup.

Stiles: .......Is this going to be required of you any time you step out of Beacon Hills?

Cora: Pretty much. [she shrugs a bit] Think of it like me being a foreign dignitary. Its generally polite to let the other leader know you're coming so that you can do all the polite diplomacy stuff. Especially with werewolves - they're pretty territorial, as I would be with anyone who showed up in Beacon Hills unannounced.

Stiles: So me taking you for surprise vacations is going to not be a thing then?

Cora: Well, you can. So long as you let Scott know where you're going so he can make the call for me. Or you give me enough of a surprise notice that I can call them on the way.

Stiles: [nods, but he gives a sigh because that takes the fun out of it in a way] Alright, I'll tell Scott.

Cora: Sorry.

Stiles: Hey, it is what it is.

Cora: Yeah, I know. Still, being an alpha can suck sometimes.

Stiles: [just nods, and then pushes himself up] Alright, let's get going. Muir Beach isn't going to drive itself here.

Cora: [she nods and gets up to follow him] Okay. Let's go.

Stiles: [and he will grab their garbage to toss out before heading back to the car and on the road they go!]

Cora: [yep, off to this beach place where they can properly settle in for the night, as it's getting late, but at this point Cora is a bit more relaxed than she was when they left]

Stiles: [and he is tired from the long drive and is going to climb into the bed next to her] Hey Beautiful.

Cora: [smiles as she turns to face him] Hey, yourself.

Stiles: I'm exhausted.

Cora: I can see that. Maybe you should get some rest.

Stiles: I know I should, but I want to do naughty things to you. [whining. so tired]

Cora: [she laughs before leaning in to kiss him] Well, if you go to sleep now, you can wake me up with naughty things.

Stiles: See if I can wake you up by doing the naughty things?

Cora: I definitely wouldn't mind waking up that way.

Stiles: Mmm, now I'm forming an evil plan in my head.

Cora: [she laughs] Oh really?

Stiles: [rolls onto his back, grinning that evil Stiles grin] Oh yes, many evil plans.

Cora: [she laughs] Well, I am going to shower before bed. You get some sleep.

Stiles: Hey, come here. [and he will tug her down to kiss him before she leaves]

Cora: [goes easily and leans in for a good long kiss]

Stiles: [yup] Good, now I'll have sweet dreams.

Cora: [smiles] Good. Night, Stiles.

Stiles: Night. [and he will be passed out when she gets back]

Cora: [and she will go off to shower off the car ride, before wearing something nice and loose as she climbs back into bed, probably just one of his shirts and her underwear. she is here to make your life easier, Stiles]

Stiles: [and since he can't do those dirty dirty things he wants to while we're at work, where shall we skip for now?]

Cora: [and we are home, so it's your play, Stiles]

Stiles: [well, he will wake up around 3am because nature calls. So he will slip out of the huge bed to go pee, and then when he comes back, well, he's standing with the bed that high he can just go onto her side and let his hands gently roam her body, going to softly tease her sex]

Cora: [hums softly at the familiar touch and scent, but doesn't wake up completely, feeling safe enough not to stir]

Stiles: [and he will crawl up to kiss along her neck as his fingers go to move into her, gently thrusting as his thumb plays with her nub]

Cora: [and with that her breath catches, her body arching a bit in time with the thrust of his fingers]

Stiles: [and he is going to be nice and hard, kicking free of his boxers but he won't enter her while she's sleeping. It's a consent thing and even if they were married he wouldn't do it unless she made it clear she was okay with sex while she was asleep. So instead just fingers thrusting]

Cora: [it takes a bit before she wakes up enough to realize that she's not just having a sexy dream about her boyfriend, her boyfriend is actually touching her, and eventually her eyes open, searching for his face in the darkness] Stiles?

Stiles: [and he will leave her neck and go to kiss her as his response]

Cora: [sighs softly into the kiss, one hand coming up to rest against his neck gently]

Stiles: [and he will crawl over her, going to pull her panties away before grabbing a condom from where he stashed them under the pillows]

Cora: [and she'll shift to let him settle over her, sliding her legs around his hips so that he can move closer]

Stiles: [and he will slide home, pressing deep into her since she is nice and ready for him]

Cora: [she moans softly at the press of him, her fingers tightening against his back as she pulls him closer]

Stiles: [and he will groan and start to thrust into her, taking his time and making love to his sleepy girlfriend]

Cora: [and she slowly wakes up with this thrust, taking her time to enjoy the press of him above her]

Stiles: [and he is going to slide a hand between them to get her going as he kisses her and keeps going a bit harder]

Cora: [and she slowly starts to climb getting closer to the edge with each stroke]

Stiles: [and he will get there soon too, falling over the edge with a hard final thrust deep inside]

Cora: [she collapses back against the bed over him, before looking over at him with a smile] This is not morning.

Stiles: It is in the am. [collapses on his side, pulling her close to him]

Cora: [she laughs as she curls into his side] Technicality.

Stiles: I woke up and you were laying there all sexy and beautiful and I couldn't resist.

Cora: Hmmmm. [she drapes her arm across her chest] It was a nice way to wake up.

Stiles: And a nice way to snuggle up before going back to sleep?

Cora: [she nods with a sigh] Definitely that too.

Stiles: [yawns] Good. Sleepy times.

Cora: [she nods as she closes her eyes to curl up with him]

Stiles: [and he will hold her as he drifts back off to sleep, warm and sated]

Cora: [drifts off as well, back to happy vacation sleep]