!VampireOC x !Nerdy Stiles Stilinski
This is the most toe-curling, filthiest, wtfest shit I've EVER written- I LOVE IT!!! Read at your own risk babes! (please request only if you want)
Tw: Minors DNI (18+), Nerd! Stiles, Mention of Masturbation, Teasing, Cute names(Biscuit, sweetpea, sweet boy, songbird), begging, Mommy Kink, Praise Kink, Cunnilingus, Fingering, Mention of toys, Handjob, excessive amount of whimpers/Dacryphilia, Overstimulation, Orgasm Denial, Creampie.
Nova Bella Queens. A wealthy famous vampire that everyone knew, but they didn't know of her being a vampire. Instead, she had a reputation for being one of the smartest people in school, also being a goth, which means she consistently declined to help people do their work, only if she didn't like them. Like Brad, she didn't like Brad. Except when it came to the nerds that genuinely showed that they wanted higher grades. That led her to Stiles Stilinski. She never had talked to him, but boy was her eyes always finding him in a crowd. She had every class with him so she had more of the universe on her side but she never did. Not until today.... but we'll get to that in a bit.
She caught him staring at her in every class. After she first caught him- She waved at him, winked at him, brushed by him to tease him. That simple action drove him insane, causing him to run to the bathroom to remove the desperate feeling. She thought he was the most perfect human of them all. He was so nervous near her, his heartbeat consistently racing when she caught him staring.
Nova struts to the library, the direction she smelled her favorite human. It was their free period and she'd usually walk around but today she wanted to find Stiles. She found him sitting at an empty table, scribbling away on a paper for class. Nova smiles when she sees him. He has a highlighter on his pouted lips, his eyebrows still furrowed in concentration.
"Can I sit with you?" Nova asks, sitting down next to him before he can answer. He stiffens when she smells her perfume, knowing it is his biggest crush. Nova takes the highlighter from his lips, "It would help to answer if you don't have something in your mouth," Nova teases.
This could not be happening to him right now. One... his crush, the most beautiful person in the world, was sitting by him. Two, she was talking to him. Three, she was teasing him!
Stiles clears his throat, "Uh, of course, you can -I mean- you already are, but that's fine." Stiles cuts himself off with a groan. Nova laughs at his nervousness, her fingers now twirling the highlight with her fingers.
"It's okay, Biscuit; I'm not going to bite- Unless you want me to," Nova jokes. Nova was nervous as well, her hands feeling a bit clammy.
Now his chest was tight, his heart beating as fast as it ever went before. The name Biscuit causes him to hyperventilate. The simple but cute name is what he needed to hear, what he fantasized about for years. Not exactly what he fantasised but now? He was going to use that for later.
Nova frowns at him hyperventilating. This was the reason why she procrastinated talking to him for so long. Her Vampiric self always made people so nervous. Thus making her panic.
Instead, she gets out her book and begins reading it for class. A thing to calm her down, like she does to sleep at times. She was a fairly quick reader. She has the ability to read 357 words per minute, thanks to her vampire speed. Her finger still twirled his yellow highlighter, waiting for the shy boy to ask for it back.
Stiles shakes his head and pulls his fractured concentration back onto his work. He was a bit behind and now that Nova was here? He was sure that he was going to be even more behind. He pulls himself out of his thoughts once more and searches for his highlighter. He looks under his backpack and other places like his lap. That was before he found it in her small hands, twirling around on her ring-covered fingers.
Nova giggles teasingly, she places it in her bra, eyes locked into his wide ones. "Say please and I will consider giving it to you," Nova says in a hushed tone. His eyes trained on his highlighter that was stuck between her cleavage. He gulps heavily, and an audible sound is heard.
Stiles clears his dry throat, "Please..." He asks, sounding more like a beg. Nova tilts her head, her finger tapping her chin, acting like she was giving it a thought.
Nova leans toward him so close her minted breath moves his hair. "Please, what?" Nova starts. Now her lips brushed against his, almost pressing against his. His eyes widened more in a panic, staring right into her alluring eyes. "I know how you feel about me... How you ran to the bathroom to rub one out because I bumped into you- Go ahead, call me what you moaned in that stall," Nova finishes.
Stiles takes a second to recover his staggered breath. How did she know that? Was she a werewolf like his best friend Scott? Either way, he didn't care, the need to call her the name overrode his brain. "Please, Mommy..." Stiles begs.
In a flash, Nova takes the highlighter out of her bra and hands it to him. He shakily turns to his work, highlighting something slowly. She goes back to reading her book like nothing happened. He watches her, not being able to fully focus on his work. For now, she was looking at someone else's work, admiring Nova like she was like a sculpture created by the gods. So sinful but yet so divine. If only he knew what she was, and how impure she could be.
Nova knows that he is watching her. She knew how much control she had over him already. One of the small perks to being a Seduction Vampire.
This goes on for a bit before Nova scolds him. "Do your work, Biscuit. You don't want to get more behind now do you?" Nova asks, her angelic voice resembling a mother. Stiles shook his head quickly, as he didn't want to get too far behind like she had said.
After another bit of silence, Stiles finally finishes his paper. Nova smiles, praising him innocently. To him it wasn't innocent, the praise sprinting straight to his now tightening jeans. 'Why did he think it was a good idea to wear these jeans today' he internally cursed.
"Nova? Why'd you all of a sudden sit with me?" Stiles croaks without thinking. Nova hands him a water bottle from her bag, demanding him to drink up. Nova once again leans toward him, her body taunting him with how close she was. "I want to get you all flustered up... Wanna take care of you.... a pretty boy like you deserves it," Nova admits, whispering into his left ear. The confession drags a whimper out of his parted lips. "That being said, come with me to my house- My Father is out on a business trip so I'm all alone," Nova mentions. He nods staring into her vampiric eyes that glowed. She was going quicker than she wanted to but she needed to hang out with him. She craved to fluster him, she was addicted to his little blush... Addicted to hearing his blood rush to his groin- his heart and his whole body.
Stiles takes a drink of the water once again, gulping it down quickly. "Why would he leave you alone?" He asks with an innocent look on his face. Nova shushed him, she didn't want to get into it. Right then the bell rings. She gathers his stuff for him, neatly placing it into his bag. She guides him to her motorcycle outside. She places her helmet on his head, securely strapping it to his head. She sits down on her bike in a hurry, wanting nothing more for his hands to hold her. Stiles doesn't hesitate, sitting down and wrapping her arms around her waist.
She kicks off to drive, the wind now flowing through her wavy brunette hair. He could smell her shampoo, smelling like pure honey.
Once she gets home she drives the bike through the garage, double-checking if the doors are locked. She guides him quickly up the gothic stairs, Stiles turning to study the beautiful mansion in awe.
"C'mon, biscuit," Nova giggles. He obeys and continues to follow her. As he walked his eyes followed something else, her ravishing hips that swayed as she walked too elegantly up the spiral stairs.
They head to her room, Stiles looking around in awe. Her bedroom was huge, with a walk-in closet and a bathroom for herself. Her bed had black curtains matching the dark walls of the rest of the house. Her bedroom was a little different from the rest of the house, having a bit more color inside. She had a few pride flags, Led strips along with a Star tarot card tapestry that was pinned to the ceiling.
"You- have beautiful taste," Stiles compliments. It sounded better in his head.
Nova thanked him before grabbing his backpack and placing it in her closet. She then plops her plush body on her bed, patting the left side of the bed so he could lie down.
Stiles gulps and musters up a few bits of courage that he had and walks to lie down next to her. He hesitantly does so, not before wiping himself from dirt that he thought he had. He felt strange in an amazing house such as hers. He felt so strange to even be in her house- her room, lying next to a divine creature such as her. He'd only dreamed of it numerous times and almost everytime it lead the same way.
Nova brings him out of his thoughts saying something he didn't register. "Wha- What?"
Nova repeats herself, "Would you like to go swimming? We have a pool."
"Isn't it a bit cold outside?" Stiles asks innocently, subtly declining her tempting offer. It was fall, and tomorrow was fall break as well.
Nova laughed that sounded like a rich mother. "We have an inside pool, Biscuit. I can get you some swim trunks if you want to," Nova asks as she drags her body along the bed to get some. She comes back swiftly with two pairs of shorts, one ombre grey, and then a blood-red one. "These are my Sibling's trunks but they're working right now, I'm sure you heard of them," Nova laughs.
Stiles nods and grabs them, examining them. "Is that the one that is rumored to be genderfluid?" Stiles asks. He could recall hearing whispers of her sibling coming out as gender fluid on Instagram.
Nova nodded smiling brightly; She was proud of him for knowing the information about her family. "I only have one sibling, Kai; They're genderfluid and use They/them pronouns," Nova laughs, explaining her sibling's rumors. "The rumors are true."
"Where can I go to change?" Stiles asks changing the subject. She points to her bathroom and he blushes hard. "R-right." He could feel his ears become warm after the awkward interaction. As she walks to the bathroom, Nova walks to her closet, grabbing her bathing suit. She strips herself from her clothes and puts it on.
While she was putting on her shirt Stiles walked out of the bathroom and paused at the sight. Nova was in her closet, her bottoms were already on, and her back facing him. She had to tear his eyes off her plump ass as she puts on the top and attempts to tie the lace around her neck. He situated his trunks and walked toward her. He moves quickly, carefully grabbing the strings from her shaking hands. She holds her hair up as she does so.
"Thanks, Biscuit," Nova says as she turns around and faces him. She kisses his nose causing it to wrinkle.
"That tickled," Stiles pouted with a laugh. Nova joins his laugh with a small giggle and wraps her arm around his shoulder.
"C'mon, let us go swim, sweet pea," Nova says walking. Stiles walked as well, as she had ahold of his shoulders. He didn't argue, willing to go anywhere for her.
Then they headed downstairs and left from behind the stairs to a long hallway. Passing a few doors they stop at a door and head in. The room consisted of a rectangular pool with diving boards and a hot tub. The ceiling was better than the pool. It was pitch black with small lights that looked like stars. Sometimes the family would go night swimming but wanted to swim inside so they had this constructed. It was Nova's idea, but let us be real she got it from the Harry Potter film.
"Wow," Stiles whispers in awe. His eyes were wide, scanning the room. He was more focused on the hot tub than anything. He was excited. He wanted to consume its warmth while sitting with Nova. Maybe while Nova sits in his lap while they talk about meaningless things.
Nova points to a door next to the hot tub at the end of the pool. "That's a sauna if you want to use it, I kinda hate using it so only Kai uses it-" Nova begins explaining, mentioning her best friend who just happens to be her sibling.
Nova steps into the pool slowly, holding out a hand for Stiles. He takes it and she continues her speech. "Father is only here a bit. If he is here he usually has new arm candy, which means temporary food." Nova ends her rant.
Stiles couldn't help but feel bad for Nova. Her father sounded Horrible- like her father didn't care. "He sounds lovely," Stiles jokes.
Nova shakes her head in a grimace. Now the warm water reached her shoulders. "He isn't. I'm just glad he didn't raise me... My Uncle did. He was more around, He was the best!" Nova smiles brightly when she mentions him. "I'm telling you, Uncle Ian is way better than a father Barty can be. Ian once gave me 1000 dollars when my first girlfriend broke up with me- He took me to a spa and he made me get my nails done after! You would love him- Oh! We should introduce him to one of your friends um, Danny? Is that his name?" Nova asks.
Stiles raises his eyebrows in surprise at the mention of his not-so-friend Danny. "Yeah, but I wouldn't say he's my friend, I don't think he likes me...Wait... Did you say, girlfriend?" Stiles asks. He couldn't believe his ears. Was she actually gay and messing with feelings?
Nova laughs at this, making Stiles frown slightly. His back was turned to her, so luckily she couldn't see. Nova swims forward and stands in front of him as he wipes the frown away, playing it off as he needs to scratch his face. "I'm pansexual. I like anything. You saw the flag; It's the easter colored one," Nova shrugs.
"I'm straight- I think," responds Stiles. Nova tilts her head and holds back her beautiful smile. "You think? Do you like anyone that's a guy? Scott perhaps?"
"Oh gosh no, he's like my brother from another mother," Stiles awkwardly laughs. She scratches his arm and she gushes. He looked so adorable! she loved it when he was nervous, it made her heart flutter.
Nova puts her hands in defense. "I was just saying you don't have to get all defensive," Nova responded laughing. Stiles knew she was joking and he couldn't help but shake his head. "Seriously though, You don't have to have a label... Just know- That it's okay to like what you like," Nova shrugs.
"Well, I like you," Stiles blurts out. He could not believe what he just said. He only had dreamt of it millions of times. He wanted to take her on a date and tell her or hang out under the stars not in a pool at her house. But He couldn't argue, he got half what he wanted, it was just artificial stars.
Nova bites her lip with a big smile. You could see the humor lines in the corner of her eyes that were sparkling because of him. "I like you too," Nova says stepping forward. He takes a step back. "How much do you like me?" Nova asks. "Cause... I like you a lot..."
Stiles choked on his spit. His hands under the water play with the black strings, connected to the ombre grey trunks. "Really?" Nova smiles and kisses his cheek suddenly. Her eyes fall onto his, "A lot- A lot." Nova couldn't help but step closer to him. His back touches the edge of the pool. Nova grabs the tied strings by the hoops and pulls him towards her. Stiles could have sworn his head went lightheaded for a slit second. He takes a deep breath and lets his hands rest on her naked hips, just below her high-waisted bikini bottoms. Their eyes were locked as they got close to each other, increasing the sexual tension that they felt. "You want me to show you how much I like you?" Nova asks seductively.
Stiles whimpers, nodding a bit too quickly. "Please..." He had no idea what he was begging for, but boy was he. He'd get on his knees and beg if he could if it wasn't for this dumb water in the way.
Nova smirks, her head tilts, and slowly leans toward his neck. She kisses him under his ear, forcing another whimper out of his beautiful lips. "I-" Another kiss. "Like-" and another. "You-" and yet another. "This much." the flat of her tongue from the kiss mark to his ear, her teeth nibbling on his ear slightly.
All whilst he kissed his neck, his hands were gripping hard onto her hips, not that he knew, he was too dazed by her. Whimpers and moans a few profanities flying from his lips.
"Naughty boy, need to learn how to speak nicely, huh?" Nova purrs. Stiles nods quickly, his eyes widen with submission. Nova smiles and flips them, his back now facing the center of the pool. Her hands raise behind her on the edge, trying to get up there to sit down. He helps her, his hands hoisting him up by the back of her knees. She stares down at him, her hands slowly reaching for the strings on each side of her bikini bottoms. His eyes follow her slow movements. He almost misses them because of how slow her teasing movements are. Once she knows he isn't going to stop her, she pulls the strings off, removing and throwing the cloth somewhere into the pool.
"Come here, sweet boy, I want your mouth to be put to good use," Nova says, her finger signaling him to do so.
He obeys and steps closer to her. "I've never-" He stutters, his voice cracking. He couldn't finish the words; His mouth was so dry from constantly being in awe.
"I'll teach you," Nova says comfortingly. Stiles was now in front of her semi-naked glory. Her thighs open, showing just how she truly wanted needed him. He whimpers at the sight, his head instantaneously diving into her cunt. He's watched a lot of porn, so he thought he knew what to do. The flat of his tongue finds her bundle of nerves the moment he touches her. Her head falls back, her hand reaching to grab his head. "I think you already know how," Nova moans.
Stiles couldn't help but be smug, smirking into her cunt as he lapped his name out on her clit. After multiple times of spelling out his name, she notices the same pattern that she usually rubbed on her clit. "You're spelling your name," Nova says between moans. He nods into her pussy, his eyes now boring into hers from below. Her other hand that was holding him there then affectionately plays with his hair. "Ain't this a better way for your mouth," She moans. She felt like she could cum at any moment, never have felt like she was this quick. Usually, it would take hours by herself. But this? Oh Lord, this felt way better than her flimsy vibrators, especially her dumb fingers.
Stiles releases from licking her clit, her juices all over the bottom of his face. "Way better, Momma," Stiles agrees. His tongue goes right back where it was, licking the same pattern. This time, a finger teases her wet entrance. She gasps at the feeling, her eyes falling onto his once more. Just then he shoves a finger into her, moving at a deliciously slow pace, occasionally curling up to her favorite spot. Each time his finger hits that spot, it massages it quickly, more moans and profanity flying into the pool room. The combination of his finger, his licking and occasionally sucking was making her head swell. She had no clue how he was so good- and this was his first time doing this?
"Have you done this before?" Nova moans asking. He nods into her releasing once more replacing his tongue with his other hand.
"No, Momma... Watched videos..." Stiles whimpers, rutting against the pool walls. She notices the water move around him and glares, or at least tries to glare. "I've watched- a lot of videos."
"Good boy... Doing research... But not much of a good boy, huh? Rutting against the pool wall like a horny puppy," Nova degrades. Stiles' eyes widen, his face immediately forming into a pout. "Be my good boy and keep fucking them fingers into me, yeah?" Nova demands. He didn't even know that he stopped. He continues fucking his finger into her hole, his other hand fingering her clit. Eventually, he gains enough courage to add another finger and her hand on his hair tightens, tugging it slightly before she controls her strength. He could feel her clench on her, telling all that he needed.
"Come on, Mommy. I wanna see you cum," Stiles begs. His hand that was fingering her clit removes, being replaced by his tongue once more.
"Oh fuck- ah- Msczyclaw!" Nova screams. She cums, and Stiles stared at her with starry eyes. He never told her what his birth name was. People knew what it was, but no one could ever pronounce it so he went by Stiles instead.
Stiles slurps all of her releases, groans turning not vibrations into her cut at the taste. He pulls away from her clenching cunt, and pulls her down into a kiss. Nova slid her way into the pool, his hands holding her hips so she could stand up straight into the water. His needy mouth kissed her with the utmost passion that he could muster. He didn't have to try hard, him going absolutely feral from her moaning his birth name.
As he kissed her, his hands were resting on her ass, holding her up in a sitting position on her waist as he walked to the pool stairs. He laid her down gently, her back touching one of the stairs. Her legs open in response, his body slotting in between. After she came so hard her mind was wired into submissiveness. He picked up on this, taking care of her just as she would. He kisses her face, littering kisses to bring her back. "You look so pretty, Mommy," Stiles whispers. Nova smiles, her hooded eyes staring into his doe ones.
"You're the pretty one, Biscuit," Nova responds in a hushed voice. His stomach flips when she says this, his mind focusing on the nickname. Never has a simple nickname made him so happy.
Nova flips them slowly, now her straddling his waist on the stairs. "Let me take care of you, baby," she whispers.
Stiles pouts, "Please..." He didn't know what he was begging for but he wanted it. He needed it. He needs her to touch him. To take care of him.
Nova tugged on his trunk, gesturing that she wanted permission. He nods and she shakes her head. "Tell me what you want me to do, baby."
Stiles gulps. "I want- I want your hand Mommy, I want you to talk to me," Stiles begs, his voice high and needy.
Nova kisses his nose, her hand pulling his girth out. He was thicker than the dildo that she used, causing a moan to fill the room. "Look at that baby, that pretty cock just for me," she coos, her thumb sliding of the slit to gather his precum.
His eyes roll back at the praise. This was better than any fantasy he'd ever thought of. This one was dirty, upright filthy.
She leans down, kisses his dick, licking it after. "Taste wonderful, so sweet for me," she says after. Her wrists turn around him, her eyes looking into his. He tries to keep his eyes open, wanting to remember every detail that he could. He fails at times, his eyes close from the delicious sensation his cock was being received.
"Bet I'm better than your hand huh?" Nova laughs teasing. She was thinking of him going to the stall to rub one out again, moaning for her to let him release. Her good little boy moaned in a public bathroom. It's a surprise he didn't get caught.
"Yes... Mommy, feel much better," Stiles croaks breathily bringing her out of her quick thoughts. His chest was rising up and down, slightly trying to catch up on his breath. Before he could take another breath, he cums all over her hand, some flying onto her face from the blast. He whimpers at the orgasm and the sight. He kisses her, his cum on her now on the tip of his tongue. He couldn't help but continue whimpering as he kissed her delicious lips.
She kept rubbing his cock to help him come down from his high. Even after he came down her hand never stopped. "Think you have another of em' in you, sweet boy; I know you do," she purrs encouraging him. more.
"Ah- Mommy it hurts!" he cries quickyly. But she doesn't stop, her hand only goes faster, her thumb occasionally teasing the tip of his throbbing length.
"I know, sweetie. But you're strong, aren't you? My sweet boy is so strong."
Stiles was too fucked out to argue, his brain short-circuiting because of her. The pain he had only grown stronger, now forming into delicious pleasure once more. He moans loudly, his moans echoing against the tiled walls. "Mommy... I need you."
"You'll have me after this, I wanna see cum just one more time... You can do that for me, can you?"
Stiles nods quickly in response. His hands were tight on her hips, his hips bucking into her hand. Nova's free hand cups his face as she leaves a kiss on his nose. Her hand moves to wipe the sweat off his brow after.
Nova's free hand then moves to her top, untying the strings that he tied effortlessly. Her perky boobs bounce as she slings it off. His moans become louder, cum flying out of him once more. "Ah- Mommy," He whimpers. She litters kisses on his face as praise, pushing him over the high faster as he continues cumming. Cum splattered on her tits and his stomach. Tears fell from his face from the overstimulation high. She now hovers over him, a worried/tired look on his face. "Please not yet, it hurts," Stiles whimpers.
She nods and kisses his cheek assuring him she isn't going to do so unless he says so. "Just tell me when okay, biscuit?" Her voice asks in a caring tone. "Just say green- you know the spotlight thing, yeah?"
"Yeah, I do," Stiles responds. His breathing was quick, sweat at his brow while they were furrowed. Stiles look down to her tits and then back to her eyes. He wanted to lick them so bad, they looked perfect- so round.
Nova guides his head to her chest, knowing exactly what he wants. At that point he didn't have to speak, instead, he just had to look. She read his eyes like a psychic in a sci-fi movie. His teeth latched onto her hardened nipple, rolling them gently between his teeth. Her hand in his hair tightens, tugging slightly as she moans. "Green... I need- I need you, now," He whines, his hip rutting up into her folds. His tip slides against her clit, finding her entrance after. His tightened grip on her hip pushes her down, his hips meeting her halfway.
She doesn't expect the quickness of it. Or how he entered himself, she was expecting herself having to do that.
"Use me, baby, guide me to your high," Nova whispers breathily. His hips snapped into her cunt repeatedly at a fast pace. The squelching sound returns, this time from his curved cock kissing her cervix like it was made to do. His mouth goes to her other nipple, giving it just as much attention as the other. All while he does so, the sensitivity of his cock in her wetness drilling in her was forcing whimpers and needy groans from his parted lips.
"Fuck, Momma- Your Pussy is squeezing me like a vice," Stiles growls weakly. His mouth goes from her tit to his shoulder, biting on it to muffle his sounds.
The sounds squeezed through his lips, vibrating into her body as she rode him like no tomorrow. His hands guided her movements, his stomach turning with each movement. It jumped and hollered as she did so, screaming for more. Craving it. He needed her- he needt o feel her cum on his cock. He wanted it more than anything right now.
"My sweet boy, so cute noises," Nova coos. She pulled his head back so she could look at him. "I wanna hear that music, songbird."
At that, he feels the high return in his twisted stomach. "Mommy- I'm," Stiles whines, cutting himself off with a choke on his spit. Nova cups his face and wipes his wet face. "Such a good boy for me, baby- Fucking filthy for me," Nova moans, her hips pounding onto his cock. she leans forward, her chest now leaning against hers as his hips continue to bounce on his. The sound and the feel of her breath on his face almost pushed him over the edge.
"Please- Please let me cum... Mommy please-" He choked again. "I need it, be nice to me, please," Stiles begs, his hands rubbing her back to gain access for him to release.
"Don't you dare cum Stiles... " Nova says quickly.
Stiles was going insane. The pleasure was just too much, he knew he could say red light and everything would stop but gosh it felt so good. He's dreamed of this for years. At home in his bed, in his bathroom, in class, in the school bathroom, in lacrosse practice, even at breakfast!
"I can't hold it anymore, Momma! Wanna cum in you... please-"
Nova cuts him off with a forceful kiss. "Cum, sweet boy... I wanna feel it paint my walls," she moans.
He cums inside her, his fingernails digging into her hips. He screams as he finishes, his head falling back with the utmost pleasure that he's ever felt in his life. He felt like he could just cum again just from feeling himself cumming inside. His release oozed out of her as continued riding him, a white ring forming around his cock, the first ring that she'd given him thus far. "Fuck-Momma-"
"Trust me, sweet boy, I'm not done with you," Nova says. Just then she gets off of him, picks him up bridal style, and carries him up to her room. He was in for a long night...
