puppy love } { of second first dates and spy shenanigans

[impetere]

Stiles: [the last time he had worn a nice suit had been on a job. That suit had been destroyed by two slugs to the chest that had thankfully been blocked by Kevlar, but had given him a bruised rib and a concussion as he had fallen back. He really hoped this suit lasted longer. He drove his car over to Cora's and honked once, and then leaned against the passenger side as he waited for her to come down and join him. He had reservations at a beautiful French restaurant that had live music and a dance floor, and he was going to get this second first date perfect if he had anything to say in this.]

Cora: [has been fidgeting with her appearance for the better part of an hour, and it hasn't really done her any good. but when she hears the honk of his horn she's forced to stop and make her way out and down the stairs to meet him. She also wants to do this right, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't nervous, but for the moment, it's good nerves. She reaches the bottom of the stairs and rounds the corner, smiling when she sees him] Hey.

Stiles: [how that dress is not falling off her breasts is the first thing going through his head as his eyes open wide. She is hot. His girlfriend is very, very hot and he is totally out of his league. But he will then smirk and push off the car] Hey. You look beautiful.

Cora: [magic. that's how. and she smiles a bit at that before looking down] It's okay for where we're going?

Stiles: Oh yeah. Though I'm going to have to fight people off you.

Cora: [and that makes her blush, looking down as she gets closer] I doubt that. But thank you for saying so.

Stiles: [and when she is close enough, he is going to lean in to kiss her]

Cora: [kisses him back with a small smile]

Stiles: [and he will lean back and open the car door for her] So shall we?

Cora: [she nods] Let's go.

Stiles: [and now they are going to drive there and get shown to their seat and while Cora isn't dressed any more or less than the other women, there are a few men who are obviously taking notice and Stiles will just link his arm with Cora because HIS girlfriend, thank you very much]

Cora: [and she's totally oblivious because that hasn't changed at all since high school. still, she doesn't mind him taking her arm and follows his lead to their table, crossing her legs in front of her when she sits]

Stiles: [and the menu is completely in French. whoops]

Cora: [eyes it for a moment and looks back up at him]

Stiles: [and yeah, he knows French] Do you need help with the menu? I didn't know it wasn't in English.

Cora: [she looks at him some more before shaking her head] Menteur. [aka liar, but in French]

Stiles: [in French] I thought it was in both at least.

Cora: Mmm-hmmm.

Stiles: Or i just wanted to impress you with my sexy French accent.

Cora: [she laughs] That sounds more likely.

Stiles: [laughs, switching back to English but keeping the accent] You have uncovered my sinister plot, then. I guess I must find a way to keep you silent now.

Cora: [she smirks as she leans forward] Mmmm. And how will you achieve that.

Stiles: [leans in as well] One way will be to keep your mouth occupied. [and he will kiss her again]

Cora: [sighs softly into the kiss, sinking into his kiss as she inches closer because they're in a booth of some kind?]

Stiles: [yup, and doing the couply thing of sitting on the same side]

Cora: [yep, they're adorable, and will eventually get interrupted by the waiter, looking for their order]

Stiles: [and he will offer to order for them both]

Cora: [sure. this time she'll trust them]

Stiles: [so he will order, and it's nothing too weird - typical meat and veggies and an appetizer of brie and stuff. And wine. Once he's gone] Would you like to dance?

Cora: I would love to.

Stiles: [and he will slide out and hold out his hand. This is the kind of place they don't have to worry about and she can leave her purse and the wait staff will watch it for them.

Cora: [yep, and she will follow his lead and let him take her to the floor]

Stiles: [and they can dance to the band, all happy and smiling and flirty]

Cora: [yep, and she's pretty much oblivious to everything else, she's just happy to be with him]

Stiles: [and he's focused mostly on her, but his brain is just trained to take in everything around him. Which is why he sees something and he stumbles in the dance step a moment before he recovers. But it's enough of a clue that his focus is shifting to one of the darker corners of the restaurant]

Cora: [she looks up at him as he stumbles, before frowning] What is it?

Stiles: I'm not sure, but my gut is telling me to get us off the dance floor right now. Come on.

Cora: [nods and lets him lead her again, because she trusts him]

Stiles: [and as they are getting back to the booth he hears the voice now, a few tables over talking about some kind of creature slave trade and he closes his eyes and switches to French] Don't look, but three tables over I believe has the slave runner Matt and Allison have been trying to run for weeks.

Cora: [she doesn't look but her eyes narrow and she continues, in French] What are you going to do?

Stiles: [he's torn, because this is HIS date night, damnit. But at the same time] I'm going to sit on the other side and keep an eye on him and see if Matt and Allison can get here. Better he not know who I am

Cora: [she nods because that is a good idea. and she leans back in the booth to stay out of view herself]

Stiles: [and he will text them both with the information, trying not to make it obvious that he's watching the guy] If we're lucky, they can get here and it won't ruin our date.

Cora: Fingers crossed.

Stiles: [but Matt and Allison are going to be a bit too far out as the slaver moves to get up] Shit.

Cora: [frowns] What?

Stiles: They're leaving. Matt and Allison aren't going to make it here in time.

Cora: What are you going to do?

Stiles: [licks his lips, because he could handle this easily. But he was with her and Cora was his priority]

Cora: [and will wait for him to answer because she doesn't know how spy things work, Stiles!]

Stiles: I can't let this guy get away. He operates a slave trade taking young wendigos and turning them into cage fighters.

Cora: Then go. It's okay.

Stiles: Stay here. I'll be back. [he goes to get up] Don't eat all the brie on me.

Cora: [she gives him a bit of a look at that, because don't judge her nervous eating habits - and she will keep her ears tuned to the sound of his gait]

Stiles: [and once he's moving away she will notice that yes, her boyfriend was packing even under that suit. He will manage to get the man's attention and they can slip out the side of the restaurant and then there will be the sound of a scuffle just as the door closes]

Cora: [and she won't get up and go to follow him but she will if it starts to sound like it's getting bad]

Stiles: [no, but she will hear her boyfriend swearing up a storm. Five minutes later Matt will be joining them and between the two they will get the guy taken down]

Cora: [and she is totally stress eating the brie]

Stiles: [and he will come back maybe fifteen minutes later a bit ruffled, his jacket buttoned and his tie missing, nursing his left arm a bit so that only she would really notice it, but smiling as he stands at the table] I told you to save me some brie.

Cora: Don't judge me. [and she'll wait until he's sitting and close] You okay?

Stiles: No judging, but I'm hungry now. [he will sit down carefully] Yeah, I just got thrown into a wall. Not the first time, but I'm going to need to put some icy hot on my shoulder later.

Cora: [she nods as she moves one hand to the crook of his arm, gently pulling the pain]

Stiles: [and he will close his eyes and sigh softly, leaning into her a bit] Thank you.

Cora: Of course. [leans in to kiss his cheek gently]

Stiles: [smiles] You should have seen the other guy.

Cora: [she wrinkles her nose] I'd still prefer to have a not beat up boyfriend. It kind of puts a damper on my evening plans.

Stiles: Oh, this won't keep your evening plans from happening. I'm good. I'm totally good for any and all evening plans.

Cora: Are you sure? Because I wouldn't want to cause you any discomfort.

Stiles: I'm absolutely sure.

Cora: Okay. As long as you're sure.

Stiles: I have never been more sure in my life. [he will make this work damnit]

Cora: I will hold you to that. [leans in and drops her voice] It would be a shame for me to have gotten into this dress and not have you take me out of it.

Stiles: [laughs, and turns his head to kiss her] I'll do my best to make sure you get to wear it a second time without having to repair it

Cora: I would very much appreciate that.

Stiles: [leans in to kiss her again as the main course arrives]

Cora: [and they will probably wind up eating that quickly]

Stiles:] Oh yeah, because sex is totally on the menu now]

Cora: [yep, so finish their meal, back to her place, Cora will let them in and close and lock the door behind her]

Stiles: [and he will take off his jacket and shoes, and then work to quickly remove the bullets from the gun he had stashed and move to put them in their hiding spots high up from children in separate rooms in locked cabinets.]

Cora: [which is fine, even if the children aren't here. and she'll put her clutch down on the counter and start taking off her jewelry]

Stiles: [and when he comes back, he will playfully use his tie to wrap around her as he pulls her close to kiss her]

Cora: [she laughs a bit at that, before leaning in to kiss him back]

Stiles: So what were these evening plans exactly?

Cora: [hums softly as she runs her hands up his shoulders] Mostly involved you. And me. In there. [nods to her bedroom]

Stiles: Well, I'm up for that, but these clothes are not invited.

Cora: [she glances down] They're not?

Stiles: Nope. I'm afraid they have a date with the floor.

Cora: [she nods, before her hands leave his arms and slide around to the zipper] Am I taking them off or are you taking them off?

Stiles: I'll take yours off if you take mine?

Cora: [she nods] I can work with that.

Stiles: [and he will release her from the ti, turning her and kissing along her shoulder as he unzips her dress slowly]

Cora: [closes her eyes as she tips back into him] This isn't really helping me undress you.

Stiles: We have allllll night.

Cora: [sigh] But I'm impatient.

Stiles: You're going to rip my clothes off again, aren't you?

Cora: I didn't say that.

Stiles: No, but you are already feeling impatient.

Cora: Well, you're wearing more clothes than I am.

Stiles: [and he will let her dress slip to the floor] But you look so nice out of them

Cora: So do you. Which means it takes longer to get you out of them than me.

Stiles: [tossing his tie onto the dress] There's one less piece.

Cora: [turns to face him, if he'll let her]

Stiles: [he will, smirking as his hands run along her hips while she turns]

Cora: [and she'll go to start unbuttoning his shirt] You're still wearing too many things.

Stiles: [holding his hands out of her way] Well, next time I could wear the dress when we go out

Cora: I wouldn't mind. I look good in a suit.

Stiles: Just as long as I don't have to shave my legs.

Cora: Well, it's either that or you have to wear stockings.

Stiles: Stockings and stillettos. Pretty sure I would get laughed out of CONTROL.

Cora: [and his shirt comes off and gets added to the pile] You don't have to wear it out there. Just for me.

Stiles: Just don't get jealous when my legs look so sweet in those heels.

Cora: Oh, I'll do my best.

Stiles: [and he will laugh and his hands are going to go to her bra, starting to work that off next]

Cora: [that won't be hard, considering it's simple and strapless, and she'll push his shirt off his shoulders, before leaning in to snag his lips, since he's not using them anymore]

Stiles: [yes she can totally use them, while his hands are going to be cupping her breasts as he presses her up against the doorway]

Cora: [she moans softly into the kiss, pushing up on her toes even though she's wearing heels, letting her hands wander over his skin as she pulls him in.]

Stiles: [and he is going to keep kissing her until she needs to breathe, and then kiss lower until he's sucking on her breast, his hand sliding to her hips to get her closer]

Cora: [which she is totally fine with, until she decides that there are better ways to do this and reaches for the door knob so that they can move into her bedroom for a more horizontal surface]

Stiles: [which he will follow, though he's going to work on getting his pants off because she's taking too long to get it done]

Cora: [well he keeps distracting her, that's not her fault. But she'll keep leading her way back until her knees hit the side of her bed]

Stiles: [and they can tumble into bed together and he will groan at his ribs reminding him to take it easy]

Cora: [smirks a bit as her hand moves over him gently, before starting to reach down towards her heels] You okay?

Stiles: Yeah. Just going to be a bit bruised in the morning

Cora: Okay. [And she catches his lips again as she fights with the strap because this position is not great for taking off complicated girl shoes]

Stiles: [and he is going to shift onto his side and laugh as they kiss] Need some help there?

Cora: They're more complicated than they look. [she looks back at him] Unless you want me to leave them on.

Stiles: You could. They do look so sexy on you.

Cora: [she considers for a moment, before shrugging. right now, being with him was more important] Guess they stay on.

Stiles: [but he will quickly get rid of the rest of the clothing between them, and then crawl on top of her to kiss her as his hands play along her body again]

Cora: [she leans back into the bed, letting her hands wander as well and deepening the kiss as they go]

Stiles: [and when they need to breathe, he will move down her body slowly, kissing along every inch of her jaw, neck and shoulders, then down to her breasts]

Cora: [she keeps her eyes closed and lets her head tip back against the pillow, her hands sliding over her back and into his hair]

Stiles: [and he will keep getting lower and lower until his fingers are pulling her panties off and flinging them to the floor before setting between her legs]

Cora: [and it's a little awkward with the shoes, though probably easier for him once they get settled, with her hips tilted up at just the right angle]

Stiles: [yeah, and those legs can wrap around his shoulders and get out of the way while he kisses her down under]

Cora: [which is always very nice and she can't help but rock into his lips, relishing every sensation of his touch]

Stiles: [and he's going to keep teasing her with his tongue and fingers until he's sure she's peeked at least twice]

Cora: [well, he's definitely succeeding, and he knows her body well enough by now to tell - eventually she has to push him away gently so she can catch her breath]

Stiles: [and he will perch himself there, his fingers playing along her legs] You make the cutest noises

Cora: [laughs a bit as she opens her eyes to look at him] Well, I'm glad you think they're cute.

Stiles: Just as adorable as the rest of you.

Cora: You're pretty adorable too.

Stiles: It's been a long time since someone called me that. [smiles]

Cora: [she laughs] Well, it's probably a me exclusive thing.

Stiles: I think I can handle that.

Cora: Good. [and she gently pulls him in for a soft kiss]

Stiles: [and he will lean up to kiss her, sliding his naked body along hers]

Cora: [and she hums softly, before her hand starts fumbling for the condoms in her nightstand]

Stiles: They need to invent birth control for werewolves. [kisses along her neck as she does that]

Cora: [she hums, tipping her head] Oh yeah?

Stiles: Yeah. We wouldn't have to spend money on condoms.

Cora: [she finally grabs one and pulls it out, handing it to him to put it on] And it would definitely save time.

Stiles: It feels different. [he will do that] Nicer.

Cora: [and she can't help but feel a small flare of jealousy at that] You've done it with someone else?

Stiles: Yeah, times when I feel lonely. Nothing serious though. And it was never the same as it was with you. [and he's not lying at all] No one ever compared to you.

Cora: [she can tell that he's not lying but there's still the idea that he was that intimate with someone else, no barriers, and she wants that with him, because it's something you're supposed to have with your mate. but they're not there yet, and she knows that] That's not what I meant. I mean, I knew there were other people I just didn't realize it was ... like that.

Stiles: Some girls don't like condoms when they are on birth control. And when you're a horny teenager in college, you don't think about it much.

Cora: [she nods a bit] I just ... we were always told that it was a mate thing. I know with humans it's different.

Stiles: Oh.

Cora: [she shakes her head] It's okay. It's fine.

Stiles: [he leans up and kisses her] It just would also be a time where we'd risk giving Ben a sibling

Cora: I know. It's not a good idea right now.

Stiles: But one day... one day we'll get back there.

Cora: [she nods as she looks back up at him] I know we will.

Stiles: But for now... [and he will guide himself inside of her as he kisses her]

Cora: [she moans softly as he enters her, shifting her hips to better accept him and kisses him back eagerly]

Stiles: [and he won't be able to say anything as he just kisses her deeply, slowly moving in and out of her]

Cora: [and she'll keep moving with him, her fingers digging into his back as she keeps him close]

Stiles: [and when he is close, he will move faster, wanting to feel her join him as he gets nice and deep with each hard thrust]

Cora: [she's right there with him, feeling herself build closer and closer to the edge until she tumbles over it and as she does her teeth find purchase against his skin, nipping at his pulse point as that wave of possessiveness hasn't quite passed]

Stiles: [and he will gasp at the feel of her teeth, thrusting just a bit deeper inside of her as he falls over the edge with her, his head tilting to give her more access - and permission]

Cora: [her eyes glow a bit in response, but she reigns it in for now, pulling her head back as she drops down against the bed and tightly closes her eyes]

Stiles: [and he will collapse on top of her when he is done, exhausted by sated for now]

Cora: [and she'll need a minute, one hand coming up over her eyes as she tries to calm down]

Stiles: [and after a minute] You gave me a hickey.

Cora: [sighs when she finally feels calm enough to look at him] Yeah. Sorry.

Stiles: At least this kind of bruise I like getting.

Cora: Yeah. [and she'll shift out from under him a bit, so she can get her shoes off]

Stiles: [and he will flip onto his back and nestle into her pillows, watching her]

Cora: [and she'll just be quiet while her back is to him, getting the shoes off and trying not to seem like she's being broody but she is, a little bit]

Stiles: [and he will notice. It's a spy thing] What's wrong?

Cora: [she glances back at him as she gets her second shoe off before shaking her head] Nothing.

Stiles: [and nope, that will just make him tilt his head more] Cora, you can tell me.

Cora: It's just a weird werewolf thing. I'm fine. [she doesn't think they're ready for this conversation]

Stiles: [he's concerned, but he can tell she doesn't want to discuss it, so not wanting to ruin the moment he will stay quiet]

Cora: [she takes a deep breath as she moves to slide back into bed next to him] It's just ... stuff it's probably too soon to talk about.

Stiles: [and he will side up next to her, gently wrapping his arm around her hip] Like what?

Cora: Like ... mate bonds.

Stiles: Oh. [his eyes widen and his hand goes to his neck to rub a bit] OH.

Cora: Yeah. [And her eyes drop because that wasn't even about that]

Stiles: So... your instincts are wanting that?

Cora: [she shakes her head] That was more me being possessive. But ... we can't, Stiles. Even if I did really want to.

Stiles: Because of how dangerous my job is. [it's a statement, not a question]

Cora: [she nods] And how dangerous being a wolf is. I can't risk leaving Ben without a parent in either case.

Stiles: I understand that. [he kissed her shoulder] When we are working on taking down criminals that have a mate bond type link, we make sure we verify any bond like that. We want criminals off the street, but we don't want innocent mates killed or children orphaned.

Cora: [she sighs] They're not going to be as careful with you.

Stiles: That's why I wear vervain laced Kevlar. [smirks] But i know what you mean.

Cora: [she nods] Besides. We just got back together. It's too soon for that.

Stiles: But I'm going to take it as a good sign if your instincts want to keep me forever.

Cora: [she looks up at him with a small smile] I always wanted to keep you forever.

Stiles: You know, one day about a year after you left, Dad and I were hunkered down after one of the turf wars and we kinda got a bit drunk and I told him about how I had wanted to go with you.

Cora: I bet he took that well.

Stiles: He told me I was an idiot for staying and letting you go, actually.

Cora: Really?

Stiles: Yeah. He told me that when you know you’ve found the girl you want to spend the rest of your life with, you don't ever let them go. He knew that eventually Laura would settle down. Everything that was going on was being done out of fear, with no knowledge of the future. But Dad knew that eventually I'd get back in touch somehow. He just wanted me to be happy, even if it meant letting me disappear

Cora: [she looks down] Things would have been a lot different.

Stiles: I know. Our whole world would be different.

Cora: [she nods, letting her finger trail against his chest. she isn't really sure what to say after that]

Stiles: [he will look at her hand a moment, then up at her] I'm just glad we found each other again. To me, that just means that this... you and me? we're meant to be.

Cora: [she looks up at him, and nods a bit before she leans in to kiss him] I think so too.

Stiles: [kisses her back] Though let's be real, I'd probably be a lot fatter and geekier if I had gone with you.

Cora: [she laughs] I wouldn't have cared.

Stiles: I know, because you wouldn't have known just how awesome my abs could be. [grins]

Cora: [she laughs] You're still pretty geeky.

Stiles: You can take the boy out of comic-con, but you can't take the comic-con out of the boy.

Cora: And I wouldn't have you any other way.

Stiles: Good. [kisses her again] I love you, so much.

Cora: [kisses him back with a small smile] I love you too.

Stiles: So, you were teasing me with these evil plans you had for tonight. You going to share them yet?

Cora: [her eyebrows went up] Were my plans not enough so far? Because I thought they were pretty good. [her plan was literally only to get home and back to bed]

Stiles: See, I was thinking you were going to tie me to the bed and have your wicked way with me.

Cora: Well I could, if that's really what you want.

Stiles: How possessive would you get if I said it wouldn't be the first time? [totally teasing]

Cora: [smirks as she shifts over him, pinning him under her] Depends how much you liked it.

Stiles: [wiggles a bit] I may have liked it a bit.

Cora: [hums as she leans in to kiss him again, but pulling back before she actually gets there to whisper against his lips] I bet I'm better.

Stiles: I'm really good at getting out of tight spots.

Cora: We'll see. [and her hands slide down over his wrists and pushes them up over his head]

Stiles: [and he will playfully resist, trying to get his wrist free]

Cora: [nope, she's stronger than you, and it doesn't take her long to use her bathrobe sash and wrap it around his wrists before tying him to the headboard, if he'll let her]

Stiles: [well, she does have the werewolf strength, so as long as she has him in her grip, he can't really break free. When she lets go of his wrists, though, that will be a different thing]

Cora: [she does, once she's sure he's secure against the headboard, letting her fingers run down over his arms] Are you sure about this?

Stiles: [nods] I trust you.

Cora: [nods and then she leans in to kiss him deeply, letting her hands wander to touch whatever she wants]

Stiles: [and he will close his eyes and kiss her back, his body arching into her hands as his hands slowly work on the sash]

Cora: [have fun with that, Stiles, she tied those pretty tight. either way she's oblivious to that, just focusing on what's in front of her, eventually breaking the kiss and moving down his neck and to his chest]

Stiles: [he is trained in this. Just needs time and to distract her from paying attention to his hands. Her kissing is distracting though and he will lean his head a bit to give her more access]

Cora: [and she will just enjoy having this control a little too much, maybe. But she tries not to abuse it, just wanting to make him feel good. As her lips reach his sternum, her hand slips around him, dragging it against him in slow strokes]

Stiles: [and he will groan loudly at that, his hips pressing up against her hand] Fuck, Cora.

Cora: [he can probably feel the way she smiles at that response, slowing the rhythm of her hand as she continues to make her way lower]

Stiles: [yes, he knows that he does the same torture to her but his hands aren't able to join in and he may pull himself a bit higher to the headboard to get a bit of slack around his wrists]

Cora: [and if she feels him moving her fingers move to his hips, gripping him a bit to hold him in place with a bit of a look. That time she caught him] You want me to keep being nice, you better be good.

Stiles: Oh baby, I'm always good. [smirks]

Cora: Uh-huh. [and before he can argue with her further, her mouth slips over him]

Stiles: Oh sweet Jesus. [he'll end up gripping onto that sash to hold on to]

Cora: [that's what she thought. she keeps going, one hand moving to his hip to steady herself]

Stiles: [and he's going to probably try and thrust a bit into her mouth if she lets him]

Cora: [she will, a little, but if when he catches the wrong angle her fingers will tighten against his hip so that she doesn't choke]

Stiles: Sorry. [his fingers are getting the sash fabric stretched to be able to start getting one wrist to start slipping free]

Cora: [she shifts a bit to get a better angle, and goes back to what she was doing, not notice him slipping out above her]

Stiles: [he's going to get loose, but not free so that he can enjoy her evil ways ad not ruin their fun]

Cora: [and she'll keep going, right before he gets to the edge before she pulls back]

Stiles: Oh now that's just cruel.

Cora: [smirks as she crawls off the bed, moving towards a comfortable chair that was resting opposite the bed] Well, that is part of it, right? Dragging it out?

Stiles: And then leaving me?

Cora: I'm coming back. [she shifts a bit to get comfortable, one hand dragging down the side of her throat towards her breasts] But since you can't touch me, I thought that I'd touch me. Just for a little bit.

Stiles: [groans] You don't have to touch yourself. I can find ways still to help you along.

Cora: [hums softly, before shaking her head] I think I like my idea better. [her fingers trail lower, one hand moving to cup her breast] But you can watch.

Stiles: Such a cruel woman.

Cora: [she smirks, eyes closing as she rolls one nipple between her fingers. Her head tips back against the wall as she sighs] Sometimes this is all I had to keep me from going crazy.

Stiles: Thinking of the two of us while you do that?

Cora: [she nods as her back arches a bit, her hand moving from her breast to trail lower] That first time you touched me, in your room when your dad wasn't home.

Stiles: [smirks] When you borrowed Lydia's dress?

Cora: [she shakes her head] No, before that. But we can go with that if you want.

Stiles: You were so worried about that stupid dress.

Cora: She would have killed me if I had ruined it. [her fingers trailed back up again, tracing her sternum]

Stiles: But it would have been fun.

Cora: What would have been?

Stiles: Getting you all hot and bothered while in the dress.

Cora: Who says you didn't?

Stiles: Did I? I don't think I remember innocent teenage Cora being big into masturbation back then.

Cora: I wasn't. [and back down again, sliding over her stomach] But I'd pretend when it was just me, that you're talking me through it. Telling me where to touch.

Stiles: Like making you twist your nipples with your fingers?

Cora: [she nods, her fingers idling for a moment] Should I do that now?

Stiles: I think you should.

Cora: [and she'll do as she's told, her hands moving back over her breasts again, sliding gently over her skin and then twisting the peaks in question, making her arc up from the chair with a soft, pleased noise]

Stiles: [settles back, his right wrist now fully free, but he's going to not move them to let her know that] Mmm, yeah, just like that. Flick them, like it's my tongue.

Cora: [and she does as she's told, her hips rotating slightly against the chair as she does]

Stiles: Baby, I think your clit needs some attention. Why don't you reach down and rub it a bit.

Cora: [one hand starts to travel lower, dragging against her skin before slipping between her thighs]

Stiles: Run your finger around it in a circle slowly. Don't want to rush it.

Cora: [she shifts down in the chair a bit, one leg coming up over the arm of the chair so she has better access, before letting her finger slowly circle it, as ordered]

Stiles: [and he will smile at that] I can see how wet you are, Cora. Someone's really wanting to get a hard cock inside of her again

Cora: [she arches a bit as she sucks in a breath, keeping her finger moving in slow circles]

Stiles: Yeah, yeah you are. It's not the same, but slide that middle finger in you and get it nice and deep. Getting you ready for me.

Cora: [her fingers curl a bit against her skin, before sliding her hand lower and slipping it inside her with a soft moan]

Stiles: [he's so hard, and he really wants to give up the ruse and go over and fuck her, but he wants to see how far she'll go] How do you want me to take you, Cora?

Cora: [her eyes open for a moment as her finger pumps inside her, there are so many different answers to this question and all she wants to say is she just wants him, but that's not the game. so she tries to focus and think about what she actually wants] From behind. Pulling me up against you.

Stiles: Bent over the bed or chair?

Cora: [she shakes her head] Kneeling on the bed, against the headboard.

Stiles: Maybe it's your hands tied to the headboard and I'm fucking you hard through orgasm after orgasm.

Cora: [there's a soft moan at that, her hips lifting off the chair to meet her hand]

Stiles: Come over here, Cora. Put your hands on the headboard and do that right over me.

Cora: [she glances over at him for a moment, before she follows his directions, moving back over to the bed and moving to straddle him]

Stiles: Put one hand on the headboard, close your eyes, and keep fingering yourself like it's me.

Cora: [her hand reaches forward, resting near his and she uses it to balance herself as her finger slips back inside her again, using her thumb to graze her clit every so often]

Stiles: [he watches her for a moment, getting harder at the sight. Then he moves quickly, freeing himself and ensnaring Cora's hand to tie it to the headboard in seconds. His hand instantly goes to join hers, thrusting a finger inside of her wetness with her own]

Cora: [all of it catches her by surprise and she starts back against him, her fingers faltering a bit as she startles at the change in power dynamics - not that they're all that different - even tied up, Stiles was clearly in charge]

Stiles: [he's going to slip out from under her, his free hand going to grab another condom while he leans over to kiss along her neck] You ready for that hard fucking I promised, Cora? [and he will nip her neck]

Cora: [and she closes her eyes, leaning back with a nod as she shifts to get into a comfortable position]

Stiles: [and he is going to go and get behind her, and guide her hips into the right position before moving her hand away from her sex before he thrusts in hard and deep]

Cora: [and there's a sharp moan as her now free hand goes to rest against the headboard to help her steady herself and keep herself upright]

Stiles: [one of his hands goes to hers, lacing his fingers with hers on the headboard as his other hand grips her hip. He wastes no time and just starts to fuck her hard, his hips pounding into her as he plans to screw her as hard as he can]

Cora: [and she just hangs on for the ride, riding each wave until she tips over the edge, tipping back against him]

Stiles: [but he's so not ready to go yet, so he's going to slide his hip hand to her clit to play with her as he keeps fucking her. His lips nip on her shoulder, his own attempt to give her a hicky]

Cora: [sadly it doesn't last, the red mark stays for a moment before fading back into sweaty pink skin, but she does tip her head back to give him better access]

Stiles: [and he will go to nurse her neck as she gives him more access, and he is going to shift his angle to try and find a deeper angle]

Cora: [her hips stutter at the shift, and she's back to just holding on again, feeling things build and crest again without her even realizing it]

Stiles: [and he will nibble in her ear] One day when we're ready, maybe I'll take you like this again only for us to make another little baby that we're ready for. You want that one day, Cora?

Cora: [she gasps as she tries to catch her breath to speak, and even then she can't so she just closes her eyes and nods her agreement]

Stiles: Yeah, me too. When we're ready. But right now the only thing I'm ready to do is fuck you until you can't walk straight. [and he will widen her hips a bit so he can get that much deeper inside, and then he will playfully spank her]

Cora: [she squeaks a bit in surprise, followed by a moan as she braces against the headboard, so close to falling over again that it doesn't take long before another orgasm hits her]

Stiles: [and he is going to get a few more thrusts and then he is going to give a cry as he cums, thrusting into her as deep as he could]

Cora: [and her knees are shaky as she leans forward into the wall, sensitive and sore, and she gently pushes him away from her gently - not far, just enough so that he dislodges]

Stiles: [and he will let her, and go to untie her so that she can lay on the bed with him] Come here, baby.

Cora: [and she goes to do as she's told, curling up in his arms]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her deeply]

Cora: [she kisses him back, staying close but too worn out to really do anything else]

Stiles: [and he will pet her hair after a bit] I love you.

Cora: I love you too.

Stiles: And you are way kinkier than I remember. [smiles]

Cora: [she laughs] Oh really?

Stiles: Yes. Totally.

Cora: Well, I had a lot of time to myself where I was feeling ... lonely.

Stiles: You don't have a vibrator you named after me in your drawer, do you?

Cora: I did not name a vibrator after you. I just got ... bored with the same thing after a while so I ... googled.

Stiles: That's dangerous.

Cora: Yes it was.

Stiles: You didn't go to the tentacle side of the porn, right, because I don't come with those attachments.

Cora: [wrinkles her nose] No.

Stiles: Good.

Cora: I didn't even really look at porn that much, I just ... needed a different image.

Stiles: Oh kay?

Cora: Like ... there's only so many times that thinking about you worked without you here. So I just needed to ... create a new scenario.

Stiles: What other kinds of scenarios dd you put us in?

Cora: [she gives a small shrug] They were pretty vanilla. Mostly just different positions.

Stiles: Any you want to try in real life?

Cora: A couple. But not tonight.

Stiles: No, I think I'm done.

Cora: Good. Because me too.

Stiles: Then why don't we get some sleep so we aren't exhausted when we go to get Ben.

Cora: [she nods as her eyes close] Sounds good.

Stiles: [and he will hold her close as he goes to sleep]

Cora: [and she drifts off quickly after]