new york wolves } { of valentine's day and secret surprises

[impetere]

Cora: [so it's Valentine's Day. And between Caroline whispering in her ear and her own natural curiosity she did pick up a few things that she's been wanting to try and told Stiles about none of it. Because it's no fun if it's not a surprise right? So she finishes slipping into her dress for dinner and makes her way back into the bedroom] So ... I want to try something.

Stiles: [is straightening his tie and looks over at her] Oh? Like what?

Cora: Remember how after the elevator we were talking about finding ... other ways?

Stiles: [she now has his undivided attention] Yes...

Cora: [and she hesitates before holding up a small back remote with three purple buttons. one was clearly on/off, the other had a sound symbol on it, and the other regulates some kind of setting, with five LED lights surrounding it] You can't turn it on until we get to the restaurant, and you need to be ... discreet.

Stiles: [he will take the remote and look at it a moment before his eyes widen because he knows what this is] You realize you're giving this to me, right?

Cora: I am. That's kind of the point.

Stiles: [and he will bite his lip, teeth raking across it before he smirks] Alright. No takebacks. [and he will be putting this in his pocket.]

Cora: Good. I'm ready to go when you are.

Stiles: So am I. [he will slide his phone into his shirt pocket since the remote is in his normal pocket, and then smile] After you, beautiful.

Cora: [and off they go to the restaurant! which is fairly nice because Cora made the reservation so it was made before the pre-Valentine's day rush]

Stiles: [and lucky for Cora it will be a nice table to the side and not in the center of the room. When they are seated and have the tablecloth over their laps, Stiles will slip out the remote and just hold it in his hand under the table] So, should I ask how Caroline and you came up with this idea? [because he knows Caroline is always responsible for giving Cora the courage to do these things]

Cora: This one was mostly me, actually. I had the beginnings of an idea, and she pointed me in the right direction.

Stiles: Well, this is a very nice surprise. [and he will thumb the remote on]

Cora: [her breath catches, and since he's a werewolf, he can hear the low setting hum coming from her side of the table] I'm glad you think so.

Stiles: [there is a small smirk] I may have to grab you a different gift on the way home to go along with this.

Cora: Oh really?

Stiles: Yeah. I mean, I just went for simple and romantic. I didn't think about kink.

Cora: I still like simple and romantic you know.

Stiles: I know. That's why I went that way. [and his thumb is going to press the sound button.]

Cora: [well, the sound button's not going to do him much good right now, as the music is fairly low and melodic, but the pulse of the vibrator will change to match the slow tempo]

Stiles: [well, he will not turn it off because it's a pulse now instead of a buzz. But he will press the other button now]

Cora: [and there's a small eep as the speed increases, just as she's taking a sip of water, before her hips shift a bit in her chair]

Stiles: [and he will laugh, but then will turn it off as the waiter comes over with their wine]

Cora: [which allows her to smile and talk normally for the waiter to place her order, even if her cheeks are a bit flushed]

Stiles: [he may be a horrible person sometimes, but he won't let her be too embaressed in their fun]

Cora: [well he is a good husband that way. and eventually the waiter will leave to take their order back] But you do like your surprise?

Stiles: Oh, I like it. It gives me power, and I like power. [and he will turn it back on]

Cora: [she laughs, but that doesn't cover the way her heartbeat picks up again to his wolf ears] I figured you would like that.

Stiles: So is this something that just sits outside or...?

Cora: [she nods] You'll see later.

Stiles: Then I guess I'll have to use my imagination. [and he will sniff the air]

Cora: Guess you will. [and she's definitely enjoying herself, in a way that only he would be able to tell]

Stiles: You know, I think you want to see how close I can get you without you getting caught.

Cora: Maybe. Is that a bad thing?

Stiles: Not until the waiter tries to get in on things. [and that's another press of the speed button]

Cora: [her breath catches again, fingers of one hand curling around her silverware for a moment in response before she releases it] It also responds to your voice too. There's a mic at the top.

Stiles: I can hear it responding to the music.

Cora: Well, you can also talk into it and it will follow the pattern of your voice.

Stiles: [and he will go to scratch his nose and will be like] So you mean like this?

Cora: [and assuming that the remote is in his hand, he'll be able to hear the way the hum pulses with the rhythm of his words]

Stiles: [it is, and he does and he smiles at that] OH baby, you're in trouble now...

Cora: [she laughs as she reaches for her wine] Am I?

Stiles: Wait until I get home and put my club music on.

Cora: I'm looking forward to it.

Stiles: [and he will put the mic near his mouth and will make a few beatbox noises]

Cora: [snorts a laugh at that but it also feels good and her hips lift a bit against the seat - he can't see it, but he can hear the creak of the chair]

Stiles: [and he will chuckle] Somebody is getting turned on...

Cora: That's also the point. [her foot slips out and brushes against his calf] Are you saying it's not working on you?

Stiles: Oh, it is. But I don't have anything stimulation me beyond my imagination.

Cora: Mmmm. [and she slides her foot up higher, brushing against his knee] I guess we'll have to hope the food comes fast.

Stiles: But what about dessert?

Cora: Oh that's right. I guess we will have to wait for dessert. [teasing]

Stiles: Unless we take it to go.

Cora: We could. If you want to play with your new toy less discreetly.

Stiles: We could.

Cora: And you did say you wanted to pick something up.

Stiles: I did, but now that I think about it, I've got enough to play with right here.

Cora: [and their food arrives, and once the waitstaff is gone] I guess we'll have to see how creative you can be.

Stiles: I guess so. [and he will be good and turn it off so she can actually eat]

Cora: [thank you again husband. But they will both probably eat at a pretty good clip]

Stiles: [yup, and when she is about done, he will give her no warning but wait for her to swallow her bite and then turn the toy on]

Cora: [yeah, there's a definite small jump there and an eep of surprise]

Stiles: [and he will just smile as he takes a bite]

Cora: [and he will get a small look as she reaches for her glass of wine]

Stiles: [and nope, innocently turning it up a speed level]

Cora: [and then another small gasp, this time quieter, but enough for her to curl her hand into a fist under the table cloth]

Stiles: So what are you thinking of having for dessert?

Cora: [glances down at the menu] The chocolate cheesecake is very good.

Stiles: It does look delicious.

Cora: We could get two slices, or we could get two different things and share them. [and there's a small shift of her hips as she tries not to draw too much attention to herself]

Stiles: We could. Though honestly, all I really want for dessert is right in front of me.

Cora: [eyebrow raise] Well, there is ice cream in the fridge. We could forgo desert entirely.

Stiles: I have whipped creme in the fridge.

Cora: So it sounds like home may be the better option.

Stiles: I think so. [and up another notch]

Cora: [and her hips hitch just a little, as the hand that's facing the wall moves down to grip the side of her chair]

Stiles: [he'll only let it stay there a moment before lowering it down to the first level]

Cora: [and she relaxes, tilting right on the edge but letting him pull her away again]

Stiles: [and he can smell her arousal and he will shift in his seat a bit as his body responds to hers]

Cora: [swallows and reaches for her glass to finish her wine] We should probably get the check.

Stiles: I'll do that. You just relax. [level 2]

Cora: [she's starting to get close and it bumping up again has her giving a soft hum of a moan that she tries to pass off as her just agreeing with him]

Stiles: [and he will get the check, thanking as he pays, and lowers it back to 1 as he stands up] Shall we?

Cora: [she nods and gets up herself, ready to follow him out]

Stiles: [and he will hail them a cab and when he hears that the driver has club music playing, he will look at Cora with a sly grin as he holds up the remote and presses the button when the driver starts driving]

Cora: [and she rolls an excellent will save to keep from making any noise, but she will bury her face into his shoulder a bit as the vibrator begins to pulse against her hard and fast]

Stiles: [whispering in her ear] You like that, huh?

Cora: [she nods a bit, trying to control her breathing as she gets closer]

Stiles: Do you want to come in the back of this dirty cab, baby?

Cora: [her nose wrinkles just slightly, because why does he have to put it like that, but she nods still, because he's been teasing her all night]

Stiles: [he thinks, then turns it back down] Nah, I think I want to save that for when we're home and there's no one to hear you scream.

Cora: [and there's a very quiet whimper at that but he's the one in control so she has to deal with it]

Stiles: [and he will tip her head up a bit to kiss her]

Cora: [kisses him back, sinking into it so that he can tell just how much he's been driving her crazy]

Stiles: [Oh, he knows. He's also pretty sure he's going to pay for it all later but he will enjoy her kiss and let the driver enjoy watching the young couple making out in the backseat]

Cora: [and it's not long before they get back to their building and make their way to the elevator]

Stiles: So, ice cream?

Cora: Ice cream sounds great.

Stiles: [and when the door closes and there is no one with them, he will be horrible and turn that back on, going right to five]

Cora: [and she bombs that will save so there's a full body shudder, one hand moving to grip the rail as a loud moan escapes her lips]

Stiles: [and he will slide up to stand in front of her, kissing her as his hand slides down to pull her dress up and cup her mound, pressing it against her harder] God you're soaked.

Cora: [and she moans again at the feel of his fingers, whispering back against his lips] I'm so close.

Stiles: I know. We're almost home.

Cora: [there's a small whimper because if he keeps it on the max setting she may not last until they get there, and her head tips forward against his shoulder a bit]

Stiles: [and he will thumb the remote to slow it back down as they get to their floor]

Cora: [and she sags a bit, part disappointment, part relief, and it's not long after that that the elevator dings for their floor]

Stiles: [and he will take her hand, guiding her out and to their place and getting her inside quickly]

Cora: [and she will follow his lead, not straying far from him even once they're inside the door]

Stiles: [and when they are inside he will pull her up against him so that her back is to his chest, and he will turn the vibration up to high before tossing the remote onto the couch] No more teasing, Cora. Ride it. [his hands will go to cup her breasts as he kisses her neck]

Cora: [and her head falls back against his chest, hips grinding a bit against him as she feels it hit the max vibration. one hand moves to the back of his neck to hold on, but it doesn't take much longer than that before she falls over the edge, shuddering against him as she finally feels that release]

Stiles: [and he will hold her, keeping her up and maybe grinding back against her because he's been hard since the restaurant]

Cora: [and she sighs as she starts to come down, her free hand moving to his hip and pushing back against him to keep up the slow rhythm and pressure against him]

Stiles: [and he can feel the vibrations when she presses back, groaning as he continues to kiss along her neck]

Cora: [hums softly and her hand moves up to find his shirt and start to tug in out, still rubbing her hips back against him]

Stiles: You know, if you want to turn it off, we need to move to the couch.

Cora: Or you could just take it off.

Stiles: I could. [his hands will inch her dress up] How difficult was it to put on?

Cora: [she shakes her head] Not very. Just take the panties off.

Stiles: [and he will kiss her, and then slowly go to his knees so that he can easily remove the panties from her]

Cora: [shifts to lean back against the nearest wall, sliding her fingers through his hair]

Stiles: [and he will lift one of her ankles to remove it from her, and then guide that leg onto his shoulder as he leans in to kiss along her thigh, leading up to her waiting sex]

Cora: [she sighs softly as she leans back against the wall more, shifting her weight so that Stiles can have better access to her]

Stiles: [and he will be giving her a lot of attention, helping clean up the "mess" that she made with the vibrating panties]

Cora: [and she will be enjoying all of it, her fingers tightening in his hair as she starts to get close]

Stiles: [when she does that, he will shift and bring his fingers up, plunging deep inside of her with two of them as his tongue zeros in on her nub]

Cora: [gasps because that isn't the route she expects him to take, but it does the trick, pushing her closer and closer to that approaching orgasm]

Stiles: [and he will smile, sucking that little nub into his mouth and then starting to hum as his fingers speed up]

Cora: [it won't take much more than that to drag her over the edge again, and she'll gently push him away, needing a break and feeling a bit oversensitive]

Stiles: [and he will lick his lips from where he's kneeling, and then smirks] Well, I got the dessert I've been looking forward to.

Cora: [she laughs before yanking him up so she can kiss him]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her back, sliding his arms around her to keep her nice and close]

Cora: [she hums as she feels him press against her, and after a minute she pulls back] Is there anything you want to try for Valentine's Day?

Stiles: Honestly, I'm not feeling creative. I was imagining tonight being about a nice, classic lovemaking all night with romantic music and some candles.

Cora: Guess I kinda threw that out the window a little.

Stiles: I don't mind. I can still stay on my toes.

Cora: Well, we can course correct now if you want.

Stiles: You sure you're okay going to classic when you've been all innovative and adventurous tonight? Because I do have an idea but I was going to suggest it as something we do with Caroline and Tyler one night.

Cora: It's up to you. You're the one who's been patient and waiting.

Stiles: Well, I'd have to wait longer. [he takes her hands, leading her to the living room] There's a swingers club that just opened in the village for couples only.

Cora: [her eyebrows go up a bit] A swingers club?

Stiles: Yes. It's all about consent though - but I was reading about this one room they have. There's a bed in the center of the room where people can go to have sex, and the walls have one way mirrors around it so that other people can watch what's going on in the room without disturbing the people in the room. I thought with your semi-public kink you have going, it'd be fun.

Cora: Would you be okay with that?

Stiles: It would only be you and me in the room. Let them watch. We can wear masks if we don't want them to know who we are.

Cora: Let me think about it?

Stiles: Alright. I thought we could have Caroline and Tyler come with us so we have other people we know in the room.

Cora: And that'd be good. It'd just be a big jump from people may be watching to people will definitely be watching.

Stiles: Well, it was just a thought. Think on it.

Cora: I will. [she smiles as she leans in to kiss him again] But that doesn't really settle right now.

Stiles: Then I will leave right now up to your creative mind.

Cora: [she grins at him, before leaning in and kissing him deeply, shifting her skirt so that she can climb into his lap]

Stiles: [she's going to end up sitting on something hard and really wanting to be freed]

Cora: [she knew that much. One hand will slip between them, moving to the belt of his pants and looking to free said hard thing]

Stiles: [and his hip will just push up against her hand as she does that, and he will kiss her a bit harder]

Cora: [she'll give him a few tentative strokes, before shifting her hips forward and sliding down over him with a soft groan]

Stiles: [groans, and does he point out the whole condom thing? No, no this is too fucken good to stop]

Cora: [it's not the first time, they didn't use one after their wedding either. they have been trying it just hasn't happened yet - and she wasn't going to stop and look for one either. She just grinds her hips down against his as she leans in to kiss him again]

Stiles: [and he has been hard since they left for the restaurant, so he's greedy and rushing quickly to his peek, trying to get in hard and deep]

Cora: [she's okay with that, just letting her hips roll against his, fingers digging into his shoulders as she listens to his heartbeat start to pick up as he gets close]

Stiles: Cora, I'm going to... [he's panting against her lips as he explodes into his orgasm, his words turning to almost a growl as his wolf all but demands him to claim her, but he manages not to bite her this time, pressing his forehead to hears instead, his fangs poking past his lips as his eyes glowed]

Cora: [ and she groans as she drops a bit against his shoulder neck bared as he does so he can take her if he wants to. She's his wife. She's his already]

Stiles: [nope, that submission makes his wolf take over, and he's going to bite into her shoulder as he's still riding the high, prolonging the orgasm and feeding that lovely mate bond circle of pleasure into her]

Cora: [she shudders under him, letting the feelings wash over her, and waits until he withdraws his teeth to lean in to kiss him]

Stiles: [and he will kiss her back, his hands just gently running along her arms, his hips still moving to stimulate her as he is still hard inside of her]

Cora: [hums softly in appreciation, though she's gotten off twice already. she's good as far as orgasms go]

Stiles: [and after a bit longer] Maybe we should go to the bedroom

Cora: [looks up and tips her head to the side] We can.

Stiles: Unless you have more creative plans to use me for?

Cora: [she shakes her head] Let's go to bed.

Stiles: [and he will stand up and his pants will fall down and he will just laugh]

Cora: [she shakes her head, before pulling him with her] Leave them. We'll clean up in the morning.

Stiles: Yes ma'am. [however this is Stiles and he rolled a six, so he is going to stumble trying to walk and step out of the pants]

Cora: [which will make his wife laugh and then help him out of them, and then eventually they will get to the bedroom and be sans the rest of their clothes, and she will climb under the covers]

Stiles: [and he will slide up behind her, still hard but he's wilting a bit from inactivity] I love you.

Cora: I love you too. Happy Valentine's Day.

Stiles: Happy Valentine's Day.

Cora: [turns into him more to get comfortable] Pancakes tomorrow?

Stiles: Naked pancakes.

Cora: Sounds perfect. [and with that they will drift off to sleep]