potus } { of late night pizza and distractions

[impetere]

Cora: [okay so, Cora is all dressed up again and this time Stiles knows she's coming. She's brought a pizza as promised and lets herself into the building, before making her way upstairs to knock on his door]

Stiles: [and he ended up getting caught late at school and he's rushing to try and clean things up because it's been crazy and there's clothing and just stuff everywhere and when there is a knock at the door it startles him and he stumbles backwards and his foot hits the box on the floor and all Cora is going to hear is a loud crash followed by a "give me a second!"]

Cora: [oh no!] Are you okay?

Stiles: Yeah, just... trying to clean and failing. [and a minute later he will be opening the door and rubbing the back of his head] I'm not the most graceful person if you haven't guessed yet.

Cora: [looks concerned] You sure you're okay?

Stiles: Oh yeah, I'm good. Come in, and sorry about the mess. I got help up by my professor and just got home like ten minutes ago.

Cora: It's fine. Really. [she makes her way in and holds up the pizza in her hand] I brought dinner.

Stiles: Thank you. I'm starving. [and he will close the door] So how was your day?

Cora: Good. The event was actually one of the fundraisers I actually like.

Stiles: And you're still all dressed up.

Cora: Well the pizza would have gotten cold if I had gone home.

Stiles: Good point. If you want, I've got sweats you can change into for now so you don't get dirty.

Cora: You sure? [she assumes it's going to come off anyway but there's a chance he won't get his clothes back]

Stiles: Yeah, totally. Unless that looks way more comfortable than I'd think it would be on me.

Cora: [shakes her head] It's not really. Something to change into would be great.

Stiles: [smiles] Thought so. Not that I don't appreciate what it shows but yeah, I'll be right back. [and off he goes to find a pair of sweats and a Beacon Hills HS Lacrosse hoodie]

Cora: Thanks. [and she'll trade him the pizza for the sweats before heading into the bathroom to change]

Stiles: [and he will shout after her] What do you want to drink?

Cora: Whatever you have is fine. Do you have a hanger? [she's good with taking the dress off but she should probably hang it up while she's not wearing it.]

Stiles: Yeah just grab one from the closet. [and he will grab two beers from the fridge and set them on the coffee table in front of the couch]

Cora: [and she will wander out in his sweats, her dress draped over her arm, and she'll fish out a hanger to hang it up, before coming back to join him on the couch. She tucks her legs under her before looking over at him with a small smile, even if she's also swimming in his clothes] Hi.

Stiles: [and he will go to sit next to her, smirking] Hey beautiful.

Cora: I really do like the fact that after I get out of all of that stupid political bullshit I can come hide out here, by the way.

Stiles: I am completely okay with being your special hideaway.

Cora: Good. Because it's nice to just feel normal for a little while.

Stiles: [laughs] the fact you think I'm normal still amuses me.

Cora: Your life is way more normal than mine.

Stiles: Well, that is true.

Cora: I honestly can't wait until my mom is out of office and I can make decisions for myself again.

Stiles: It really kinda sucks that you can't have that now. I mean, if you were 12 I'd get it, but you're so not 12.

Cora: A lot of it's just ... security. I'm a public figure, and they need to make sure I'm safe. But at the same time, it kind of makes me feel like less of a person.

Stiles: Well, Boyd at least treats you like a person. It could be a lot worse.

Cora: That's true. Isaac is pretty good too. But they've been with me since I was fifteen.

Stiles: So they know how your mind works.

Cora: [she nods] And they're slightly more willing to recognize when I'm having a panic attack versus when I'm annoyed or uncomfortable and otherwise fine.

Stiles: And willing to realize you're a grown woman who needs time alone.

Cora: That too.

Stiles: Your mom should give them a raise. I'll pay two cents more in my taxes.

Cora: [she smirks] She would, but the budget isn't really up to her, unfortunately.

Stiles: Well, I'll just have to call my local politician and tell him why without giving any details. Or just like give Boyd and Isaac a really good Christmas present.

Cora: The latter is probably the more effective choice.

Stiles: Then I'll go with that.

Cora: Good. I'm sure they'll appreciate it.

Stiles: Maybe send them off to the bar while I have you to myself.

Cora: That, not so much. Not unless it's their night off.

Stiles: [sighs] I'm always worried they're going to hear us.

Cora: [she laughs] They're not listening that hard.

Stiles: Good. Because if you start screaming in passion, I don't need them breaking down the door.

Cora: [she shakes her head] They try and give me my privacy as much as they can.

Stiles: Good.

Cora: [she shifts a bit closer, so that she's resting against his side] So while you have me here, what do you want to do?

Stiles: Well, that's a very long list I could pick off of, but I'm going to stick with maybe eat, watch a movie, and see what happens from there?

Cora: Works for me. [and she'll hand him the remote so he can pick a movie]

Stiles: [and it will be some interesting fantasy movie]

Cora: [and she'll try to follow but she'll mostly be focused on the snuggling. and the pizza]

Stiles: [that's fine because he'll be more focused on that too, the former more than the latter even]

Cora: [well, the former is very important]

Stiles: [very important for a budding relationship]

Cora: [and Cora really likes cuddling with him a lot]

Stiles: [he happens to be fond of cuddling with her too]

Cora: [good. She's glad they're on the same page]

Stiles: [which is a page they will eventually get to and move to the bedroom because the couch is lumpy and will try to eat them]

Cora: [good plan. And his sweats will probably wind up on the floor of his bedroom]

Stiles: [along with about half his wardrobe so that's fine]

Cora: [and they will do some more intimate cuddling]

Stiles: [and he will totally trace designs on her arm] So crazy question - the holidays are coming up.

Cora: Yes they are.

Stiles: I talked with my dad and I'm not going home for Thanksgiving, but I'll probably head back for a week somewhere around Christmas.

Cora: Okay.

Stiles: Do you... want me to come to anything you have to for the holidays?

Cora: [oh that's a big question. She pauses for a moment because she's not sure if there is wiggle room, really] Uh. Thanksgiving is kind of packed because there's the turkey pardoning and then the state dinner, but if you want, my mom usually does a smaller thing for just us after that's all done - usually just drinks and dessert, but it's nice. It would involve meeting my parents and Peter though.

Stiles: Which I'm not opposed to doing.

Cora: [she feels a little on the spot because inviting people to things is complicated, but she doesn't want him to feel alone over Thanksgiving either so ...] I'll talk to them. See what they say. I can't promise anything though.

Stiles: Okay. And if you'd rather escape here after the big state dinner, you can do that too.

Cora: [she smiles] I would definitely be interested in that.

Stiles: Good. I'll find a pie then that week so we can have it here. Maybe with some whipped creme...?

Cora: [her eyebrows go up at that] Maybe. It wouldn't be pie without whipped cream.

Stiles: And I'm sure we can find things to do with the extra whipped creme if we're bored.

Cora: There are lots of ways to use whipped cream. Or so I've heard.

Stiles: We may just have to experiment.

Cora: Guess we will. There are probably a lot of fun things we could try.

Stiles: Oh, I'm certain there are. But that depends on just how kinky you are.

Cora: [she gives a small shrug] I'm not into like ... pain or anything like that, but it's hard to discredit something I haven't tried. [smirks] I'm a scientist. I don't know what works until I do it.

Stiles: I've been in pain. Pain isn't fun. Also, I like breathing. [smirks]

Cora: I like you breathing too.

Stiles: No, there's this thing some people are into... you know what, never mind.

Cora: [blinks then] Oh! [a beat] Definitely not into that either.

Stiles: I'm actually thinking we're getting pretty good at what we're doing now.

Cora: I agree. But if there's anything you want to try ... I'm not opposed to exploring.

Stiles: Right now I can't think of anything, but I'll let you know. [thinks] What about you?

Cora: [there are, but they're not really feasible right now. Too risky] Same. I'll let you know though.

Stiles: Sounds like a plan. [and he will lean over to kiss her]

Cora: [and she will kiss him back, curling into his arms]

Stiles: [and like the young adults they are, another round before bed]

Cora: [yep, it's healthy, really]

Stiles: [yup, it's like, exercise.]

Cora: [exactly. they're burning so many calories]

Stiles: [she does need to be able to fit into those dresses after all]

Cora: [exactly. lots of good cardio]

Stiles: [keeps his abs all nice and tight. no freshman 15 on him anymore]

Cora: [win win for everyone]

Stiles: [yup, and especially for the condom industry]

Cora: [yep, they are definitely funding them]

Stiles: [and once that round is done, he will curl up behind her, holding her close]

Cora: [and she'll happily be the little spoon, playing with his fingers as she does]

Stiles: [kissing her shoulder] I'm so glad you came over tonight.

Cora: Me too. I like coming here.

Stiles: And it's less likely to have your brother walk in on us.

Cora: That is also true.

Stiles: I do kinda like waking up to see you too.

Cora: Yeah?

Stiles: Yeah. [smiles]

Cora: [she smiles at that] It is way better than waking up alone.

Stiles: Though I tend not to get enough sleep.

Cora: That's not my fault.

Stiles: Well, no when you're here. I get too distracted.

Cora: That's still not my fault. You could just say, "I have to get some sleep, so we can't get naked tonight," and that would be the end of it.

Stiles: [laughs] But that would be crazy.

Cora: Why would that be crazy?

Stiles: [he wants to try and think about an answer to that carefully]

Cora: [she glances back at him for a moment, after the silence, before rolling over so that she's facing him more] You can speak freely.

Stiles: I'm trying to figure out how to say that anytime I see you I want to pretty much rip your clothing off, but in a way that doesn't make me sound like a hormone driven primitive that only wants you for your body since that's not what I mean.

Cora: Ah. [but she can appreciate the nuance there] And that's fine, but you're going to have to learn a little bit of willpower. Because there may be times when we can't do that through no fault of either of us. [because she is a girl, and has to deal with girl things] So I think, if there are more important things to deal with, you should be able to tell me. I will still be there to get naked when you're finished.

Stiles: What is this willpower you speak of? [he smirks a bit, but nods] I can miss a little sleep and be fine, but I know what you're saying.

Cora: Okay. [as long as her point was clear] But I'd feel bad if you're all worn out because of me.

Stiles: That's what Starbucks and Red Bulls are for. [smiles and kisses her]

Cora: [laughs as she kisses him back, sinking into his arms again]

Stiles: [and there will be some kissing before he looks at the clock] We should actually go to sleep now.

Cora: [nods a bit in agreement, she doesn't have another round in her anyway] Okay.

Stiles: [and he will shift to a more comfortable sleeping position, keeping her curled up against him]

Cora: [and it won't be long before she drifts off to sleep, comfortable and happy]