Birthday Sex (Teen Wolf Preference) PART TWO
(REQUESTED) SCOTT:
“Scott! Get up! Scott!” You were straddling your boyfriends waist and shaking him awake. He woke up very startled and immediately sat up and wrapped you in his arms.
“What’s wrong? Who’s here? Are you hurt?” You chuckled and pet his thick head of hair.
“Baby, I’m fine. I’m just excited that it’s your birthday.” You cupped his cheeks and led his face to look up at you. His eyes went from worried to relaxed within the moment.
“You scared me.” He squeezed you in his embrace. You pecked his lips.
“Happy Birthday!” You cheered. Scott’s lazy smile made your heart melt as he looked at you.
“Happy it is.” He flipped you onto your back, to your surprise, and began peppering you neck with kisses.
“Scott, you horndog!” You laughed at the slight tickle his scruff gave you.
“You said we had to wait until it was my birthday and today’s the day. You have to keep your promise.” He spoke excitedly. You and Scott really were trying for a baby. Before you woke him up you took your medication so you’d be a bit more fertile.
“Of course, I will keep my promise. However, you might wanna get rid of these clothes.” You gestured to his grey joggers and your pajamas. His lips met yours in a harsh rush. He didn’t waste any time in taking your top off. But with your pants, he made sure to go painfully slow.
“Look at you, lips all puckered up...” He teased. You rolled your eyes playfully and lifted your hips towards him so he could reveal your naked bottom half.
“You’re such a sweet talker, McCall.” You tugged on his joggers waistband, signaling that you wanted them removed. He stood up and took off his pants. The way his muscles moved in his arms, legs, and back made you want to drool.
“I love you, truly, Y/N.” Scott’s body hovered over you once more as his hand gripped your thigh and the other braced himself against the bed.
“I love you too, Scott.” You whispered as he thrusted inside you. He made himself very close to you and all you wanted was to be close to him as well. This was an intimate moment, full of love and sweet energy. But, it was still Scott’s birthday and he was going to make it a little more scandalous.
“So...gorgeous.” His lips met with your breast making your back arch slightly to push against him. Your nails dug into his lower back, knowing he liked it. You could never leave a lasting mark which was disappointing, but Scott felt your need to possess him and it only turned him on.
“Scott.” You cooed at him when he let go of your thigh and spread your legs as wide as they could go. He ran his tongue up to your ear and bit it lightly before grunting animalistically. He sat up on his knees and took your ankles in his hands. You raised them as high and as wide as your legs would go comfortably. Then Scott pushed against their limits as he thrusted into you faster and faster.
“Almost there.” Scott breathed in steadily. You, however, were a horny mess. Your moans were uncontrollable and you were trying to hold out, but to no avail, your core squeezed around him and he released as well. Scott let your legs fall tiredly shortly after and he laid next to you.
“Put your legs up for a bit, I heard it helps.” He suggested. You shook your head as you began to catch your breath.
“You nearly broke them off. No thanks.”
LYDIA:
“Y/N Y/L/N, please report to Mrs.Martin’s office.” The speakers announced as everyone was let out for lunch. You were confused as to why, but Mrs.Martin was your girlfriend’s mother so you made sure to not take your sweet time. You opened the door to her office and closed the door behind you.
“Lydia?” You questioned, spotting your girlfriend sitting on her mother’s desk. Mrs.Martin was not in sight. Lydia smiled mischievously at you.
“Happy Birthday!” She made jazz hands and you chuckled.
“Thanks babe, but you could have said that out there. Does your Mom need to talk to us?” You asked, still confused. Lydia shook her head and looked at you with those gorgeous eyes.
“No, actually, I need you.” Her teeth bit her lower lip and you knew that exact look. Your eyes widened slightly.
“In here?” You asked with concern.
“Just lock the door. Mom took off for the last half of the day.” Lydia spread her legs slightly so you could notice that under her skirt she wasn’t covered.
“All for me?” You joked and locked the door.
“All for you.” She replied. You slipped your hands to her bare ass and massaged it gently as you began to makeout with her. Her hands made their way to your jeans and pushed them down so she could rub her fingers over your underwear.
“Lydia.” You moaned out while reaching for the buttons of her blouse to unbutton them. Lydia shrugged off her blouse and let her bra follow. You did the same and pushed her back down on the desk. When your knees came in contact with the carpeted floor Lydia sighed.
“I should be doing this for you, Y/N.” She groaned while you blew cool air onto her hot pussy.
“Shhh. Let me enjoy this. It is my birthday after all.” You gave her a teasing wink before sucking harshly on her inner thighs. Lydia’s hips were bucking up, desperate to find your mouth, but you wouldn’t let her get off so easy. You slid your middle finger up and down through her folds while continuing your love biting.
“Touch my clit, please, baby.” Her begging was the biggest turn on so you switched to your thumb and began rubbing fast circles where she wanted it most.
“So dirty, Lyds. Having me do such naughty things to you in your mom’s office? Even worse, on her desk? When I make you finish, what will you do for me?” Lydia loved dirty talk more than anyone could know. It made her so responsive and eager.
“A-Anything.” She stuttered before scratching at your scalp, desperate to finish. You let your tongue replace your thumb as she finished. You stood up and crawled on top of her and positioned your core over hers.
“You’re about to feel real sensitive, baby.” You held one of her legs up against your chest and played with her erect nipples while your rocked against her with your hips.
“Oh God.” Lydia’s eyes rolled back into her head which made you smirk slightly. You loved giving as much as receiving. Lydia felt around blindly to find your sensitive bud.
“Right there, Lyds.” You moaned out before pressing your chest against hers as you finished. You both were nearly gasping for air for what felt like hours after.
“Happy Birthday.” Lydia whispered before kissing your forehead.
PETER (omg so yummy):
“Are you enjoying your bath?” He asked sweetly. You knew he knew he was smooth. You unplugged the drain and stood up.
“Well, currently I’m going to go get dressed. I’m very sad that on my birthday I didn’t get to wake up to you, so this better be a really cool surprise, mister.” You jokingly scolded Peter. He deep chuckle sounded through the speaker and you couldn’t help the smile on your face as you wrapped yourself in your favorite fuzzy towel.
“It’s a good one, I promise, Y/N. After your surprise then you can do whatever you please with me.” Peter offered. Maybe he meant it in a suggestive way or maybe he didn’t. It didn’t matter, because he gave you ideas.
“Hmm, really? Whatever I please?” You spoke lowly, making your way to your bedroom.
“Or, you could ask me for certain...things.” You could tell he was in public, but this lowkey dirtiness was kind of hot.
“You drive me nuts, Hale. Come back to me soon, I love you.”
“I love you too.” After he hung up you found the exact outfit you wanted to wear today and did all of the basic things afterwards. You brushed your teeth, brushed your hair, and ate. Now, the waiting game. Waiting for Peter to come home was like waiting for eternity. However, your were senses detected him coming to the door, so you raced over and opened it.
“Miss me much?” He sent you a smirk and you threw your arms around his neck to drag him inside.
“Of course I did.” You let your lips melt into his. Kissing Peter was almost your favorite thing to do. It felt so natural and right. He managed to make your heart “flutter” every time.
“Well, Happy Birthday, Y/N.” Peter kissed your hand.
“You’re making me feel all “lovey dovey”, like how when Derek teases us.” You intertwined your hands and smiled up at him.
“I wanna give you your surprise, but you have to close your eyes, so it’s as corny as possible.” He mocked a groan. You laughed and covered your eyes with your hands. After a moment or so you grew a little impatient.
“What is it, what is it?” You laughed at yourself and you heard Peter laugh too.
“Y/N, I love you so much. You make my life fulfilling and I know that it would be hell without you. So, will you make me not such a grumpy werewolf and marry me?” You uncovered your eyes, but it was hard to see because tears were clouding your vision.
“Yes.” You choked out and your eyes landed on the ring he slipped onto your shaking hand. You took his face in your hands and kissed him fiercely, knowing that this kiss was the best kiss ever.
“If you would have said no, I don’t know what I would’ve-“
“Shh. Less doubt, more kissing.” You giggled before kissing him once more. Peter began walking you backwards all the way into your bedroom together. He pushed you against the wall and took off his shirt. He attacked your neck with bruising love bites and he knew exactly what spots made you tick.
“What do you want?” Peter whispered lowly in your ear. You bit your lip slightly and squeezed his biceps.
“I want to be on top.” You pushed him onto the bed on his bottom. He almost looked taken aback, but he knew better. Anytime you had the chance you’d take it and be on top. He unbuckled his jeans and took them off while you stripped of all of your clothes, except your choker bra. Peter loved it on you.
“Then come be on top.” His eyes glowed bright blue as he growled lowly. Your wolf side began to sink through once you straddled his waist. Your claws sunk into his shoulders as you sunk onto his length.
“Ugh, Peter.” You called out as you began grinding onto him. One of his hands held onto your waist, guiding you, while the other one came up to your throat.
“C’mon, Y/N. If you want to be on top, you have to work for it.” He grunted, his eyes staring into yours. You gritted your teeth while trying to bounce up and down at a faster pace. The sound of slapping skin only fueled your desire.
“Peter, oh Peter, make me cum! Make me-uh!” Peter’s hand around your throat began to squeeze just enough so you were chasing your next breath after every bounce onto his thick member. You could barely speak anymore, because your pants clouded your train of thought. You back arched so your breasts were pressing onto his chest. He took his hand away from your waist and smacked your ass harshly.
“You gonna cum, huh?” You nodded as much as you could within his hold on your neck. You wrapped your left hand, newly decorated, around the arm holding your neck and the other pulled on his hair as you both finished. Peter’s hand released your neck and you collapsed against him.
“Best birthday sex, ever.” You panted out. “No, best birthday ever.” You corrected yourself happily knowing you were now engaged to the love of your life. Peter’s arms wrapped around you in a protective hold as you laid down together.
