new york wolves } { of first anniversaries and private celebrations

[impetere]

Cora: [it's their anniversary - one year of being married people - and Cora wants to do something quiet but special. So she's ordered in food from their favorite place and grabbed his favorite movies from the shelves and most importantly, brought the dog children up to Aunt Laura's for the evening so that they can have some real, quality alone time. She knows given how these things tend to go, they're probably not going to make it through many of the movies before they move on to fun married people activities. But she can at least make it seem like they made an effort. All that she needs is her husband, whenever he's ready to come home.]

Stiles: [he got out of work two hours ago. From there, it was flowers, strawberries, and chocolate covered cannolis. Her gift is already at home, hidden in his closet. He makes his way home, not knowing what Cora's plans are beyond "don't bring home dinner" so he pokes his head in when he gets home] Am I allowed to come in with my eyes open?

Cora: [she laughs] Yes, it's safe.

Stiles: [and he will come in, walking to her and handing her the flowers] Happy Anniversary.

Cora: [grins as she takes them and leans in to kiss him] Thank you. Happy anniversary.

Stiles: I brought home dessert.

Cora: Perfect. I got Mario's.

Stiles: We're just living it up tonight. [he blinks, because something is missing, but he can't put his finger on it yet]

Cora: [she's just going to wait for him to figure it out]

Stiles: [and after a moment] It's too quiet. Where are the dogs?

Cora: They are upstairs, hanging out with Aunt Laura.

Stiles: So we are essentially kid free?

Cora: We are. It's just us until lunch tomorrow.

Stiles: So technically we don't have to wear pants.

Cora: No, we do not.

Stiles: Probably should wait until after we eat though, huh?

Cora: [she shrugs] I'm didn't really have any particular schedule, so that is up to you.

Stiles: [he will grin and go over to kiss her again] I love you.

Cora: [laughs as she kisses him back] I love you too.

Stiles: So what do you have planned?

Cora: Yummy dinner, with a movie, and ... we'll see where things take us after the movie. Or before the movie, if you're really that impatient.

Stiles: I'm not that impatient.

Cora: Then let's eat. [and she will gesture back to the table where she has everything set up for them]

Stiles: [and he will grin and follow her to the food]

Cora: Beer or wine?

Stiles: Beer.

Cora: [and she will go to grab him a beer, while pouring herself a glass of wine] So how was your day?

Stiles: Long. All I wanted to do was get out of work and come home to you.

Cora: Well you are here now, and you have me all to yourself.

Stiles: Until lunch tomorrow.

Cora: And then we get the dogs back.

Stiles: We really should invest more in doggie day care.

Cora: They're not that bad.

Stiles: I know, but it gives us more time to be affectionate with each other, not with them in the middle.

Cora: You do realize we've been trying to have kids, right?

Stiles: Yeah, which is why I value it so much while we still have it.

Cora: [she nods] Well, it probably won't be much longer so enjoy it while it lasts. [it shouldn't have taken this long in the first place which bothers her a little, but she tries not to let on that it does]

Stiles: [pulls her close against him and smiles] Oh, we both will.

Cora: [she laughs as she leans in to kiss him] I'm sure.

Stiles: So, food and fun?

Cora: Yes please. [and she will go to dig in to her dinner]

Stiles: [as will he, werewolf and all]

Cora: [and once dinner is over they will retreat to the couch to turn on a movie and cuddle up]

Stiles: [yup, but with pants on. for now]

Cora: [for now. but Cora is definitely going to curl up close and let her fingers trace against his thigh]

Stiles: [she is purposefully trying to distract him]

Cora: [well, it is their anniversary, and they do have the apartment to themselves. and he did mention something about no pants]

Stiles: [but she planned out this movie specifically for them!]

Cora: [she planned out this movie for them to make out too. it's definitely a movie he's already seen before. But if he wants to watch the whole thing ...]

Stiles: [looks down at her] You know, you keep moving your hand like that, I'm going to think you were having dirty thoughts.

Cora: [looks up at him with a total innocent face] I have no idea what you mean. [her hand is definitely moving a little bit further up his leg]

Stiles: Of course not.

Cora: [smirks as she goes back to watching the screen again, her fingers still trailing higher]

Stiles: [groans] You know, if you want something, you just have to tell me.

Cora: Why? Is there something you want?

Stiles: [looks down at her, his eyes flashing hungerly] Always.

Cora: [her teeth run over her bottom lip as her hand starts to get a little more firm] Then maybe you should take it.

Stiles: You think you can handle it?

Cora: I think I can rise to the challenge.

Stiles: I know I can. [and he will move quickly to flip them, getting on top of her and pinning her down before leaning in to kiss her hard]

Cora: [and she'll sink into the couch under him, winding her arms around his neck as she leans up into the kiss eagerly]

Stiles: [and soon that no pants idea is going to come into effect, which he will take into his hands personally]

Cora: [and she will not fight him on that, lifting her hips to make it easier for him]

Stiles: [he may let a bit of his predator out, enjoying the playful claiming of his wife]

Cora: [which she definitely doesn't mind, her nails digging in a bit to his back as he does]

Stiles: [and he might use his claws to quickly get rid of her upper clothing so he can have access to those perfect breasts]

Cora: [... well, she's really into it now, but she'll be sad about the shirt later, and just tugs at his to get him equally naked]

Stiles: [he'll get her a new shirt. Probably from his waredrobe since that's her private clothing store. He will let her tug and then his lips will leave hers to get the shirt off, only to reattach to her breast]

Cora: [which will get a lovely happy sound from his wife, arching up a bit to meet his mouth]

Stiles: [and he is going to just tease and play with her, trying to get her all frustrated]

Cora: [and at first it's fun, because she loves some good foreplay, and will match his touches with tender ones of her own, but eventually she starts needing more, and she tugs him up with a soft whine to kiss him again] Stiles ...

Stiles: [which he will do, kissing her hard as his hands slide down to slide into her]

Cora: [and there's a soft gasp of a moan, doing her best to keep the kiss, one hand sliding into his hair]

Stiles: [and he is going to try and finger her to her first orgasm, his hips pressing against her thighs to get himself nice and ready]

Cora: [and her knows her well enough at this point that it's not hard to do, his fingers finding all of her hot spots and is consistent enough with them that it doesn't take long for her to arc up off the couch, one hand leaving him to grip the back of a couch to keep her steady]

Stiles: [and when she is just coming off that high, which starts the feedback loop that they love, he will swap out his fingers and thrust deep into her with a moan]

Cora: [and there's another gasp as he slides into her, shifting her leg up a bit higher against the couch so he can get closer]

Stiles: [he will keep kissing her until he needs to breath from his exertions, going hard and fast, wanting to ride that loop like it was addictive drug he needed to share with her]

Cora: [and her head falls back against the couch pillows, doing her best to make sure her hips kept up with his as her body pushed closer and closer to the edge until she was teetering on it]

Stiles: [he can feel her there, needing that last push. He's there with her, and with a twist of his hips he aims for that spot that will send them over]

Cora: [it doesn't take much, just that little nudge and she's tumbling over the edge, collapsing in a shivery mess beneath him]

Stiles: [he goes over hard both with his own orgasm, as well as the waves from her own. His fangs drop and he bites at her neck, claiming her in the moment once more while his hips keep thrusting, each one bringing more of himself to her, hoping for that child they wanted.]

Cora: [and she sighs as she relaxes under him, her fingers tracing over his back as they both come down]

Stiles: [he groans happily, kissing along her shoulder as he tries to catch his breath]

Cora: [she hums, turning to meet his lips in a soft kiss] I love you.

Stiles: I love you too. [kisses her back, content to just stay there until he's too heavy for her]

Cora: [which could be a while, because she likes the idea of feeling wrapped up in him] Happy anniversary.

Stiles: Happy anniversary.

Cora: So what should we do with the rest of our kid-free time?

Stiles: I brought dessert home. And I vote for this again, but maybe in the bedroom.

Cora: What kind of dessert did you get?

Stiles: Cannolis, strawberries, and crème.

Cora: Oooh. Maybe we should take dessert to bed?

Stiles: I like where you're going with this.

Cora: [smirks as she leans in to kiss him] You grab dessert, and I'll meet you upstairs?

Stiles: Sure thing. But don't bother putting your pants back on.

Cora: Wasn't planning on it. [and as soon as he's off her, she will head to the bedroom]

Stiles: [and he will grab the food and follow her up, and they can have a night of sticky fun]

Cora: [a very fun first anniversary indeed]

Stiles: [so fun. so messy. glad the dogs aren't home or they would wake up to being "cleaned" by their kids]

Cora: [yep, for the best for everyone. They'll be nice and clean by the time Bucky and Sadie get home]

Stiles: [best first anniversary ever]

Cora: [indeed]