darkest timeline } { of first times and talking about feelings

[impetere]

Cora: [for a while, it was sweet. she would never admit it, but part of her liked the simplicity of it, with the snuggling and the kissing and what not, but eventually she started wanting more. And every time she tried to initiate the more in the usual fashion, Stiles would back off or redirect or do something so that they don't wind up going there and for a while she wasn't taking it personally. But now, she's starting to get frustrated because she knows she's new to this whole dating thing, but she's pretty sure sex was supposed to be part of it. So when he diverts her hands away from sensitive areas again, she can't help but whine softly as she breaks the kiss] Am I doing something wrong?

Stiles: [and he will blink, looking up at her] No, why do you think that?

Cora: Because every time I try and touch you, you don't seem to want me to.

Stiles: I do--trust me I really do--but I don't know if it's right yet.

Cora: If what's right?

Stiles: If we're doing this because we want to do it with each other, and not just because we want to have sex.

Cora: I'm here with you, though? [totally confused]

Stiles: [and he shifts to sit up, because he really has been trying to get her to see his point of view on this] But if it wasn't me... if it was just some stranger at a club, you'd still want to have sex, right?

Cora: No? [because ... no.] I don't know them.

Stiles: It's just that when we first started making out, it felt like you just felt it was something that was a part of the package. Like your partner expected it from you.

Cora: I've never had a partner? [feels like she's getting wires crossed somewhere] It's just ... it's a way to relax. [so yes, she is missing the emotional component to it, and she doesn't understand why it would be a big deal, but she doesn't have a sordid sexual history] I had a friend who I would sleep with when I needed to.

Stiles: I get that. I don't do it that way. [he takes her hands, his thumbs running over the backs of them] If I sleep with someone, it's because I like them. Romantically. Not just to relax, but to show them how much they mean to me.

Cora: [she's quiet as she weighs that for a moment, because she doesn't really understand the difference] And do you not like me that way?

Stiles: I do. [but he doesn't know how she feels] I just worry you don't. You hide your emotions so well...

Cora: I don't know how I feel. All of this is really new to me, so even if I did feel it, I wouldn't know how to tell you if I did. [she looks at their hands] But I do want this.

Stiles: [he licks his lips, and then pulls her onto the bed] Close your eyes.

Cora: [lets him pull her and does as she's told]

Stiles: Keep your eyes closed, and just tell me how you feel inside. Not what you feel, but how. Got it?

Cora: [nods and there's a pause as she's waiting for a qualifying question before saying] Just ... in general?

Stiles: Whatever comes to mind. [and with that he is going to kiss along her shoulder]

Cora: [she feels his lips on her shoulder and ... oh. there's a soft happy hum as she leans back into the bed to give him better access] Warm. Safe.

Stiles: [he will smile at that, and his kisses lead towards her neck and that little spot she likes having kissed. Meanwhile, his hands are starting to work on getting her shirt up so they can play along her stomach]

Cora: [and she arches up a bit at that spot being kissed, her fingers tightening against his arms] Want. [she doesn't know what feeling that is, but that's what it feels like]

Stiles: [eventually he will leave her neck, and his hands will get that shirt up and off her. His lips return to her body just above her belly button as his hands cup her breasts]

Cora: [and the words will drop off for a moment, in favor of enjoying his hands on her, fingers moving to trail through his hair gently]

Stiles: [his lips will trail up, and his fingers will pull her bra up and out of the way so that he could suck a nipple into his mouth]

Cora: [and there'll be a soft pleased sound as she presses up towards his mouth, one hand reaching around to try and find the clasp of her bra] Good. [because she's supposed to be talking about what she's feeling and this feels good]

Stiles: [she's doing great. Though he's going to tease her and pull on her nipple with his teeth a bit]

Cora: [gasps, the fingers of her free hand tightening in his hair at that, and her bra falls away from her body]

Stiles: [he will groan at the hair pull, his lips still wrapped around her nipple. He will switch breasts as he shifts, putting himself between her legs and guiding them around his waist]

Cora: [her legs will go easily, opening a bit and giving him space to press against her, humming and pushing her hips back up against his]

Stiles: [which he will push his hips down on hers, his hardness searching for the well between her thighs that he can fit against and rub]

Cora: [which gets a moan out of her, doing her best to have her hips respond in kind, while her hands move to pull at his shirt]

Stiles: [he will give another press, his lips going to nibble on her ear] How do you feel now?

Cora: [she glances over to him, eyes dark and wanting] That if you worked me up just to tease me, I may kill you.

Stiles: [he will laugh at that and then kiss her, helping her get his shirt off]

Cora: [kisses him back eagerly, pushing his shirt off his shoulders and letting her fingers run down over his back, trailing over every plane she can find]

Stiles: [there's a few scars along his body from the rough and tumble life of a Price, but he is otherwise toned. There is a hum against his skin as he gets excited. It's not a current, but more of a warm, tingly feeling of happiness that can be infectious if she lets his magic in]

Cora: [which she does, because she likes the feeling, even if it's not her own. warm and tingly is a bit how she's feeling right now, and she deepens the kiss as it starts to wash over her, her hands stopping at the small of his back to pull him in closer]

Stiles: [which he will come in closer. He can feel that opening into her and that was something he didn't know he was looking for. It was a permission of sorts, and there's going to be no more teasing as his hands go down to work on her jeans]

Cora: [she shifts a bit to help him, pushing her hips up so that he can peel them off her easily and she can move her hands to do the same for him]

Stiles: [he will toss her jeans and panties away before helping kick off his own. A hand will slide between them, exploring her folds and finding that little hard nub to start rubbing]

Cora: [her breath catches and she moans, her hips pushing up to meet the press of his fingers, while her hand slide down to wrap around him gently]

Stiles: [he will groan louder because it's been awhile. So long, in fact, that the mice poke their heads in to make sure their god is ok before going back into hiding]

Cora: [doesn't even notice the mice, and she's just going to keep her hand against him, moving in gentle strokes and enjoying the change in his scent as her hips continue to move against his hand]

Stiles: [and he's only going to be able to take a bit more of that before he holds out his hand towards the dresser and the drawer opens as a condom goes flying into his hand]

Cora: [she glances over as he does that and laughs, for lack of a better reaction] Fancy.

Stiles: Magic does come in handy. So, how are you feeling?

Cora: Good. You?

Stiles: Good. Real good. [and he will lean in to kiss her as he presses the packet into her hand]

Cora: [and she will take the lead as she kisses him back, working the packet open and moving to slide the condom over him]

Stiles: [and he will shift to give her room to work, and then once he's covered he will press himself inside of her slowly, feeling the way her body accepts him]

Cora: [moans softly at the press of him. it's slower and more controlled than Addison tends to do things, in that he usually pushes her to the point where she can't really think anymore and most of this is usually a blur, but there's something comfortable about being able to do this with Stiles, about it not being about blowing off frustration and doing her best to stay in the moment]

Stiles: [no, it's not. He wants to be a part of the moment as well as getting to know her in this truly intimate way. He kisses her again as he thrusts, fingers running through her hair and keeping her close]

Cora: [closes her eyes and leans into the kiss, her hips moving to meet his rhythm as best she can. She can tell that this is about trying to make this last as long as possible so she just sinks into him and lets her hands run over his back as she does]

Stiles: [his hips will move around, trying different angels, looking for that right one that will make his thrusting more intense]

Cora: [some work, some are awkward, but eventually he finds the one that has her arching up into him, her nails digging slightly into his back on reflex]

Stiles: [there it is! He smirks against her lips and starts to thrust a bit harder right there]

Cora: [and that will generate lots of happy noises from her as they start to work themselves to the point where she has to break the kiss in order to catch her breath, doing her best to stay in rhythm with him]

Stiles: [yeah, and it won't be long until he's at that peak, and he's searching out that angel again, thrusting in hard and fast, trying to rub her clit each time he pulls out]

Cora: [and it doesn't take much to push her over the edge, tensing at first then relaxing under him with a happy sigh]

Stiles: [and once he's spent, he will collapse down on top of her, a sweaty, sated mess of a man]

Cora: [and she will hum softly, pleased and tipping her head a bit to brush her cheek against his. post-sex Cora always tends to be lazy and snuggly, much different than her usual persona of "don't even try"]

Stiles: [he will smile and nuzzle back] So was it good?

Cora: [glances up at him and smiles] Yeah. Really good.

Stiles: Good. [and he will kiss her again]

Cora: [kisses him back, slow and lazy, still trying to make the moment last]

Stiles: Do you want to stay the night?

Cora: [nods] If that's okay?

Stiles: I'd like that a lot.

Cora: Okay. [and she'll wait until they shift to separate, before curling up in bed with him, just getting close so that they're comfortable and snuggly, tracing her finger against his chest. she's not tired yet, but she doesn't want to go anywhere either]

Stiles: [he will smile as he looks at her hand on his chest, then looks up at her] How are you feeling right now?

Cora: Good. Not sleepy yet, though.

Stiles: Neither am I. I could turn on a movie or something?

Cora: [she nods] Yeah, okay.

Stiles: [one of the reasons it's convenient that he lives in a studio--the couch bed is right in front of the tv. He will reach for the control and turn it on low, a thriller on the screen]

Cora: [and she will settle against his shoulder, not really watching but glad for the background noise. she knows a lot of silence can be awkward but she really doesn't have much to talk about]

Stiles: [whereas Stiles may not have anything to talk about, but he will try and fill silences with random conversation topics]

Cora: [which is fine, she will provide answers when asked about them, she just won't come up with any of her own]

Stiles: [but eventually he will drift off to sleep, not really snoring but his mouth is open and he's breathing through it]

Cora: [and she smiles softly at that, reaching over to turn off the tv before curling up and drifting off herself]