potus } { of going home and sibling revenge

[impetere]

Cora: [her phone rings during one of the breaks where Stiles actually has to do homework, and she answers it, chatting for a moment, before running a hand through her hair] So ... that was Freya.

Stiles: [and he will look up from his notebook to her] Oh?

Cora: Everything's calmed down so I can go back to my house now.

Stiles: Oh. [and that sounds a bit sad]

Cora: [yeah, she's a little sad about it too. She shifts before turning to face him more] I really liked this, though.

Stiles: Well, I do try to be a good host. [he'll smile at her, putting his pen down]

Cora: [she grins] You definitely went above and beyond there.

Stiles: You’re just lucky I like you.

Cora: Anyway. I would like to do this again. But maybe at my place next time?

Stiles: That'd be nice. But what would that do about keeping me a place that the press can't find you?

Cora: Well, the press doesn't hang out around my house all the time. And if I keep coming here all the time, they'll figure out where it is.

Stiles: [nods his head] Yeah, that's a good point. [he looks at her] So, I guess this means... we're dating then?

Cora: [oh. that was a little presumptuous, wasn't it] We can be? If you want to?

Stiles: I'd like to. [because he's a good boy and a gentleman like that] Would you?

Cora: Yeah, I would. It's just ... gonna be a little complicated?

Stiles: How so?

Cora: Well, my life isn't exactly private, even when I want it to be. I don't know how much ... attention you'd want, at least when we're still figuring this out.

Stiles: Well, I figured that part out, but how bad does it get?

Cora: [she sighs softly] It depends on what's going on? But it would mean things like attending state events and always being aware of the press all the time, and meeting my mom before you're ready to meet her ...

Stiles: ... Oh. [because yeah, he hadn't thought about some of that.] I keep forgetting your mom's the president.

Cora: Yeah. So ... if you don't want to be publicly out as my boyfriend right now, we should be ... careful.

Stiles: Well, what do you want? I mean, I wore a uniform for four years, so suits can't be that bad and I know how not to say stupid things when it matters. But if you want to keep this as just something that's ours until we have to reveal it, I'm not going to complain. I just don't want you to get in an awkward position where your family learns about me from a page six and not you, you know?

Cora: I know. And I don't want that either. If Allison and Derek can keep themselves off page 6 for four years, I think we can too.

Stiles: Alright, so what else do I need to know?

Cora: My mom gets dibs on plans with me most of the time. A lot of our dates might be me bringing over pizza while still in a fancy dress late at night. Public dates are ... complicated and might not be a thing for a while.

Stiles: I'm good with late night pizza dates. But I may have to give Boyd a key to the downstairs door so you don't have to wait on the stoop in that fancy dress. It gets cold at night.

Cora: Boyd would appreciate that. He doesn't really like me waiting anywhere.

Stiles: I guess I'll have to stop at a locksmith and get one made.

Cora: You've already been vetted so you could also go to my place when I'm not there and be there when I get home.

Stiles: I could. Though Boyd probably would not look forward to me being naked waiting for you in bed while he's checking the place out to make sure it's safe.

Cora: Probably not, no. He'd prefer if you were clothed.

Stiles: I'll keep that in mind.

Cora: Good. Because he is a really good bodyguard, I'd hate to make things weird.

Stiles: He's not really my type.

Cora: Am I your type?

Stiles: [leans closer] You are totally my type. If that wasn't obvious already, I can take you back to the bedroom and prove it?

Cora: [smirks as she leans in to kiss him] Just double checking. Though I may still take you up on that.

Stiles: Just because Freya says it's safe doesn't mean you have to leave right now, right?

Cora: [she shakes her head] So long as you're not sick of me after being stuck with me all weekend.

Stiles: No, I actually kinda liked it. It's going to be weird and quiet without you.

Cora: It's not like you won't see me soon.

Stiles: Yeah, I know. But it won't be the same at first. [spending the night cuddled together]

Cora: I know. But we'll figure it out.

Stiles: [nods] Well, so should we... you know? [before she leaves]

Cora: [she laughs a bit before leaning in to kiss him] If you want to.

Stiles: Oh, I totally want to. [kisses her back, slowly getting up and the homework forgotten]

Cora: [and off they will go back to his bedroom to get in one last time before she has to go home]

Stiles: [yup, and then he will try and go back to do his homework but the place feels empty now ;;]

Cora: [and her house feels very, very big and lonely, but she will arrange for him to get a key for her house since he's doing that for her. and have Beks come over for a girl gab session, sorry Stiles]

Stiles: [nope, that's fine because Scott will end up calling because Stiles hasn't been online all weekend and wanted to make sure he wasn't dead and Stiles will tell him about this girl he met, but not give him the details about who she is]

Cora: [and her mom may ask about where Cora hid out because there were no hotel charges, and she wasn't in Freya's office, but she's also very vague about her "friend"]

Stiles: [and god help Stiles the day Derek finds out]

Cora: [Derek no]

Derek: [Derek yes. Because Derek sterotype]

Cora: [well how bad do we want Derek finding out about this to be]

Derek: [if Cora tells him, it'll go fine. If he finds out from gossip... not so fine]

Cora: [well, Cora's not going to tell him until she's sure it's actually going somewhere, same with everyone else in her family, but if he comes home and surprises her again on a night when Stiles was going to spend the night ...]

Derek: [.......... he rolled a 6 on this happening]

Cora: [does that mean a yes or no?]

Stiles: [he rolled a 15 so at least he's not naked when Derek rings the doorbell and goes to open the door]

Cora: [nope but that does mean Cora might be in his lap and she pulls away from kissing him when she hears the doorbell] I'm not expecting anyone.

Derek: [and because he's walking in] Cora, you home?

Cora: [oh crap scrambling off Stiles lap] Living room.

Stiles: [shit, yeah grabbing book to cover his lap because nope]

Derek: [and yeah, he has no idea but he comes in and sees them on the couch, a book, and while he can see the obvious evidence of flushed cheeks and rumpled shirts, he will just.... choose to ignore it] Hey, sorry I didn't mean to interrupt a study session. Stilinski. [and that is the look of a commanding officer who knows exactly what his underling did, Stiles]

Cora: It's fine. I just didn't know you were coming. [tries to smooth down her hair casually] What are you doing here?

Derek: Well, I was coming to see if you were free to have dinner...

Stiles: We're just studying. Cora's helping me with some of my math, but if you two...

Cora: I can order a pizza or something?

Derek: Pizza would be nice.

Stiles: [looks at Cora] I can go if you want time with just your brother. I mean, don't you head to Lajune soon?

Derek: Few days.

Cora: [she does but she also wants Stiles time, and she really wishes Derek had texted first. She also doesn't want to put Stiles in an uncomfortable position, though, so ...] Up to you.

Stiles: [he'll look at what his book is covering and yeah, it's down enough that he won't be obvious and nods] Yeah, we can come back to this chapter later. It's not like there won't be math tomorrow.

Derek: You don't have to go, Stilinski.

Cora: No, it's okay. I'll walk you out. [probably for the best]

Stiles: Yeah, let me just grab my backpack. [Which he will artfully maneuver in front of him to put the book in and just carry it by the handle in front of him as he and Cora head for the door]

Cora: [and she will follow him out and stop him just outside the door] I'm sorry.

Stiles: Hey, it's fine. It's your brother and you should have time with him. I'm not going anywhere. [and he will lean in to kiss her]

Cora: [smiles as she kisses him back before nodding] I'll text you later.

Stiles: I'm sure I'll be out of the cold shower by then. [smirks and goes to head back home]

Derek: [waiting patiently, because he knows what he really interrupted but he can't really say anything about it because both he and Laura both have been there and done that. In fact, he's trying not to smirk]

Cora: [and she'll make her way back, pulling out her phone so she doesn't have to make eye contact] What kind of pizza do you want?

Derek: Mushroom and Meatball. Unless you're really hankering for some sausage. [yeah, he's teasing]

Cora: [and that gets him a look, because she knows what he's doing, before she turns to head towards the kitchen] Want a beer?

Derek: Yes, please. [laughs and follows her]

Cora: [no why are you doing that, she was going to the kitchen to get some space, but she won't actually say that, and just put the phone to her ear to order the pizza as she opens the fridge]

Derek: [and he will be quiet as he grabs beers for both of them while she's on the phone, and opens one for her before he gets his own]

Cora: [and she'll hang up and reach for her beer] So. What's up?

Derek: Not a lot at the moment. Just trying to make sure I get in some time with everyone before I leave again.

Cora: [she nods] But you're coming back soon, right?

Derek: Yeah, I'll be back before Christmas, and I'm getting a DC placement for a while. I just got confirmation on it, and I'm pretty sure Mom and Peter had a bit of a pull on that but I'm actually fine with that.

Cora: That's good. I'm sure that will make everyone happy, not just them.

Derek: Oh yeah, it will be nice to actually spend a good chunk of time back home and not a few weeks hit or miss. Though I'll need to remind Klaus that if I'm on duty here, I can't party like I do when I'm on leave.

Cora: I'm sure he'll be very disappointed.

Derek: Yeah, he's already put out that I have to split my time at night between him and Allison. It'll only get worse until he's completely insufferable.

Cora: He just misses you.

Derek: I know. And he doesn't like to share. But that's Klaus and he's still like a brother to me, even when he's whining.

Cora: If you're around more, it'll be less of a competition and he'll get over it.

Derek: [and he will sip his beer, with that 'but wait there's more' face but he's not going to say anything about it.] I hope so.

Cora: [squints at him] What?

Derek: What? [innocent eyebrows]

Cora: There's something you're not saying.

Derek: [sighs] Yeah, but it's something that's still in the works and I don't want to jinx it.

Cora: Oooookay. [dubious look]

Derek: So you and Stilinski? [totally changing subjects]

Cora: [well good job, because she's just going to take her beer and move to sit at the counter] What about us?

Derek: [and he will lean against the fridge] You don't remember all the times you came into my bedroom back when I was having study sessions with my "lab partners" do you?

Cora: [she squints at him before shaking her head] No. Should I?

Derek: God no, because I'm pretty sure my face matched Stiles to a t, including the book coverage. [smirks]

Cora: [and her head ducks with a bit of a blush as she tries to recover a bit] Okay, gross, no. I was ten.

Derek: But to be fair, I also did that to Laura until she got a lock for the inside of her bedroom. [laughs] It's pretty much a rite of passage - to have a sibling walk in on you making out.

Cora: Yeah, well, I was hoping to avoid it.

Derek: Well, I am sorry. I didn't know you were actually dating anyone. Laura and I were thinking you were asexual and not interested.

Cora: Not that, just ... picky. [and the guys hanging out around her have been trashcans] And it's new. We're still figuring things out.

Derek: Well, I'm happy for you. Stilinski is a good guy and I know he'll treat you right. [or Derek will kill him.]

Cora: Don't tell anyone else yet, okay? Rebekah already knows but I don't want to be on the Mikaelson-Hale gossip tree quite yet.

Derek: I won't. [and he makes a little lips are sealed motion]

Cora: Thank you.

Derek: No problem. [and he will debate a moment] Want to trade secret for secret?

Cora: [she considers for a moment before shrugging] Sure.

Derek: Klaus and Freya already know because they are helping me, but if everything goes well, I'm going to ask Allison to marry me when I get back from North Carolina.

Cora: [her eyebrows go up] What?

Derek: Well, more like when I get back from NOrth Carolina, I'm going to propose. Not like, having a wedding at Christmas. That would be insane. And I figure we should have some time with me around all the time to make sure we don't kill each other when she has to deal with me for a longer period of time. But I really love her, Cora.

Cora: [and she's still a little stunned, because while part of her knew it was coming, on the other hand, it's still catching her by surprise] Oh my God.

Derek: What? [smiling]

Cora: I just didn't think you'd actually do it.

Derek: Yeah, well I don't always want to be drifting from place to place. I'm actually also thinking about not reenlisting when my time is up.

Cora: Really?

Derek: Yeah. If I want to get married and start a family, I can't ask Allison to give up her career to be the wife of a career solider. And I don't really want to be a career anyway. I think I'm ready to try this real adult life thing.

Cora: Wow. You're all grown up.

Derek: [laughs] Aren't you proud of me?

Cora: I am, a little bit. It's good, Derek.

Derek: Thanks. [sips his beer] If you want, after pizza I'll drop you off at Stiles' place so you can pick up where I interrupted and I'll go crash at Allison's?

Cora: [she gives a small shrug] I think the mood is kind of dead at this point. It's okay.

Derek: I'm sorry.

Cora: It's okay. Just ... text me the next time you want to drop by and surprise me.

Derek: But I would have to use my phone to do that. [he's well aware of everyone's annoyance of him and his lack of phone use]

Cora: Yes. You would. But think of how much worse it would have been if you were ... maybe twenty minutes later.

Derek: ....... You have made the most convincing case for me to use my phone ever. And to stop at a Costco and buy you a shitton of condoms for Christmas.

Cora: [she laughs] I've got those covered, don't worry.

Derek: Good. [because nope, the Hales are totally okay openly talking about their sex lives as long as there are no details, right?] I'm happy for you though. Really.

Cora: Thanks. [yep. no details, but we're all adults here, right? let's just not take it back to mom and dad]

Derek: [NO NEVER TO MOM AND DAD. Plus mom only cares about Peter's sex life, right?]

Cora: [and Laura's but that's mostly because she wants her to stop sleeping with her secret service agents. >.>]

Derek: [yup, Laura gets to be the problem child for the first time in a verse!]

Cora: [yep! but anyway the pizza arrives and they will venture away from the topic of their love lives]

Derek: [yup, and into Derek thinking about jobs he could maybe do when he's out of the Marines and stuff]

Cora: [and she will try and offer helpful suggestions]

Derek: [and they just have a good sibling time]

Cora: [yep. and eventually she will release him to go back to Allison and text Stiles after cleaning up] Still up?

Stiles: [he will be stretched out on his couch watching tv when the phone buzzes. He'll smile and text her back] Yeah, just watching crap on tv.

Cora: Can I call? [she actually likes talking to him better than texting]

Stiles: Sure. [and he will mute the tv and get up to find something to drink]

Cora: [and a few seconds later his phone will ring as she flops back on her bed]

Stiles: [and he will answer it] So how dead am I?

Cora: Not at all. He was actually fairly cool about it.

Stiles: Oh, really? That's... that's good then.

Cora: Apparently I did the same thing to him when he was sixteen without realizing it so he saw being a cockblock as revenge for that.

Stiles: [laughs] I'm glad to know that he's cool with us though.

Cora: Yeah, it was good. I just haven't really told anyone but Rebekah.

Stiles: I've only told my friend Scott, but left out who you were.

Cora: [she both appreciates it and it bothers her at the same time. what a weird feeling] I wish you didn't have to.

Stiles: Well, we talked about keeping it to ourselves and my bud Scotty can't keep a secret to save his life, so it was for his own good.

Cora: Got it. But I'd still like to actually meet him one day.

Stiles: Well, we'd have to go to California for that.

Cora: He'll never come here to visit you?

Stiles: Can't really afford to. He kinda lives paycheck to paycheck with his mom.

Cora: Oh. [a pause before] Well, if you ever wanted to fly anyone out for your birthday or something, I can do that. I mean, they wouldn't be getting Air Force One, but I wouldn't mind springing for the ticket.

Stiles: Thank you, but maybe it'd be more fun for us to go to California. Spring break maybe?

Cora: I'm not ruling it out but that would be a lot of planning, so we'd have to start like ... now.

Stiles: Okay, then we start now. Spring break in California. We can either stay in LA and go up to see my family, or we can stay in Beacon Hills.

Cora: Where would a flock of secret service agents be less noticeable?

Stiles: Um... probably LA since there's enough celebrities that bodyguards are common. But if they dress like Boyd does at school, Beacon Hills would not go too crazy.

Cora: I can arrange that. I also have to check with Peter that I don't have any events that I have to be at that week.

Stiles: Think he'll be good with six months notice?

Cora: I hope so? But Spring Break and other school breaks is usually when I travel with Mom doing women's conferences and girl groups and stuff so he may already have it booked.

Stiles: Well, if not then maybe just a long weekend.

Cora: Maybe. We'll see. I'll talk to him about it when I see him next. [which will probably be soon but also awkward because that might involve divulging her relationship status]

Stiles: And if not, maybe summer? LA is fun in the summer. Hot, but fun.

Cora: I don't mind hot. We're from California originally, remember?

Stiles: Yeah, I remember

Cora: So yeah. I can handle a little heat.

Stiles: Alright, then summer break if not spring.

Cora: Sounds good. [a beat] And I am sorry, that we got interrupted before.

Stiles: Hey, it's fine. Though.... [he sits back on the couch and sips his beer] We could try something else...

Cora: [she straightens a bit] Like what?

Stiles: Well, have you ever heard about phone sex?

Cora: [rolls her eyes a bit] I know I'm the president's daughter, but I haven't been living under a rock.

Stiles: Hey, just asking!. [there's laughter to his voice] Do you want to try?

Cora: [she tips her head back against her pillow for a moment before nodding] Okay. No pictures, though. [people keep getting hacked, it's a risk she's not willing to take]

Stiles: Hell no. that's why I'm not suggesting we skype either.

Cora: Okay. Then yeah.

Stiles: So I think when we left off, I was starting to get my hand under your shirt, running up your soft stomach so I could cup that beautiful, perfect breast.

Cora: [she closes her eyes a bit and nods, her hand slipping under her shirt a bit. She hesitates before she actually speaks, and reminds herself that she's done all these things already so saying them won't be hard] And I was in your lap, and I could feel you getting hard under me.

Stiles: Mmm, yeah. I remember how you were grinding yourself down on me. Trying to push me up against you.

Cora: We were wearing too many clothes, so we couldn't get too close yet. [she shifts up a bit as she puts him on speaker, so she can pull at the layers she's wearing] I would have gone for your shirt first.

Stiles: Want me to take it off for you now?

Cora: Yeah. [and he might be able to pick up the zipper of the hoodie that she was wearing going down]

Stiles: [and he will put the phone on speaker as well as he pulls his shirt off] I'm going to push yours up too, because I want to be able to play with those breasts and you have too many layers between them and me.

Cora: [her hands move up over her stomach once the hoodie is off, pushing up the tank top and sliding her hands against her breasts] Play with them how?

Stiles: Cup them both, massaging them before I let my thumb and forefingers play with your nipples. [he's going to rub at himself through his pants, feeling himself getting turned on by this]

Cora: [and she does as she says, closing her eyes as she does, trying to imagine them as his hands. She moans a bit as her fingers roll her nipples, her hips pushing down against the bed a bit]

Stiles: [and he hears her moan and smiles] You like that, baby?

Cora: Mmmm-hmmm. I love your hands.

Stiles: Even when I go and twist your nipple?

Cora: [and she'll do that, and her back will arc as she cries out a little] Yeah. Even then.

Stiles: Oh baby, I'll kiss it and make it better. Oh god, right now I want to suck on those beautiful breasts, teasing those hard nipples with my tongue.

Cora: [that's a little harder to do on her end of things, but she tries her best to mimic it, licking the pads of her fingers and bringing them back down to her nipples again and rolling them between her fingers with another moan] I like that better.

Stiles: And while I'm doing that, I'm going to slip one hand down your stomach and into your pants, rubbing against your soft mound.

Cora: [one hand slips downwards, undoing the button of her jeans and sliding under them, letting out a soft gasp as her fingers brush her clit] Would it be easier if I turned around? So I can grind down against you better?

Stiles: Oh yes. I'll miss sucking on your nipples, but I'll just kiss that spot on your neck you love instead.

Cora: Mmmmm. [and it's easier for her to mimic the angle with her hand] And as you touch me, I'll push my hips back down against you.

Stiles: Oh yeah. [and he's going to just reach into his sweats to rub himself] I love it when you do that.

Cora: What else do you like for me to do?

Stiles: Well, now that we're like this, I'm going to get under your panties and find that little clit with my fingers and start teasing it.

Cora: [she moans softly at that, her fingers moving in small circles] God, I'm so wet. [was that too cliche or porn-y? she can't tell, but it's too late, she's said it]

Stiles: Mmm, just means you're ready for something nice and hard inside of you. God I'm so hard right now.

Cora: [he isn't wrong there. her eyes open after a moment and she starts to fumble with her free hand for her nightstand] Are you going to put it in me?

Stiles: Oh yeah. Gonna need to get our pants down, just enough so I can slide up deep inside of you. [and he'll groan as he pulls his shaft out from his pants and starts to masturbate in earnest. She'll be able to hear the squishy sounds his hand makes as he strokes himself near the speaker]

Cora: [she uses one hand to wiggle out of her jeans and panties, kicking them to the floor, while the other reaches for one of her toys. once she manages to get her fingers around the one she's looking for, she shifts her hips a bit, and he'll hear her moan as she slides it deep inside her, just as he said]

Stiles: [smirks at that sound] You like that, Cora? Feeling me deep inside of you?

Cora: Yeah. [her voice is soft and breathy as she begins to thrust the toy in and out of her slowly] How hard are you going to fuck me?

Stiles: Right now, just nice and slow. After all, you're on top of me so I can really only do so much. But now that I'm in you, I'm going to go back to holding your breasts to keep you against me as we fuck

Cora: [her hand goes back to one of her breasts, massaging the skin softly as she continues the slow thrusts] You feel so good like this.

Stiles: So do you, baby. You always feel good, especially when you're nice and tight around me.

Cora: [and she'll keep with the slow thrusts for a bit, before her finger will move down and find the setting for a nice low vibration, that makes her moan a little higher as she picks up speed] Harder, Stiles.

Stiles: I'm going to have to move us then, baby. Gotta lay you on the couch and get back into you so I can thrust in harder and faster. [his hand is going to speed up, moaning as his speed makes the squishy masturbating noises louder on his end as he listens to her moans and the sound of the vibration from her toy]

Cora: [and she'll move her hand harder and faster, moving her hips in time with the toy, closing her eyes and imagining that he was there on top of her. It's not quite the same, as she can't feel his weight over her, but she's getting closer as she kicks the vibration up a notch] Stiles, I'm close.

Stiles: So am I. Come with me, Cora. Rub your little clit and come with me. [he groans, almost there, stroking faster]

Cora: [her hand slips down, doing as she's told, and it's not much longer before she crashes over the edge, and he can hear her soft moans as a wave of pleasure hits her]

Stiles: [and hearing her go makes him groan her name as he joins her, his free hand covering his shaft head to keep from making too much of a mess] Oh god, Cora.

Cora: [her hand continues to slowly move the toy inside her as she comes down slowly, before she turns it off pulls it out of her gently]

Stiles: [and his breathing slows down] Fuck, I'm tempted to just hop and uber and go back to screw you senseless right now.

Cora: [she laughs a bit at that] Well, I certainly wouldn't complain if you did. But it's getting late.

Stiles: I know, and I have a test in the morning. Next time, though.

Cora: Next time, definitely. [smirks] But hopefully you'll still sleep well.

Stiles: Same with you. See you tomorrow?

Cora: Yeah. See you tomorrow. [And with that she will hang up and clean up, changing into pajamas and curling up to go to sleep]

Stiles: [as will he, and /scene]