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remember me

Warning: DARKish, void!stiles stilinski x reader, dub con smut, primal play, corrupting, fingering, man handling, guilty pleasure

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: let's play a game of hide and seek. i'll count, you hide. when i find you, and i will... you're mine.

The count had begun. Your heart was pounding in your chest. Your feet tripping over themselves to carry you as far away from him as possible. His back was to you while he stood in front of the nearest exit facing the double doors.

You wondered if he was peeking, but you were too focused on getting away to look over your shoulder. You could hear his laugh when you pushed on the doors to the next closest exit. The doors would hardly budge as if they were barricaded with something on the other side.

"Now, let's play fair, precious." His voice echoed down the halls to where you were struggling with the double doors.

You jumped, glancing over your shoulder to see where he was. You could have sworn he was still counting. To your surprise, he was nowhere in sight.

"Giving up so soon? We're just getting started."

Your heart skipped a beat. You were so sure he would not hear, but how wrong you were. He heard everything.

You didn't answer. You couldn't answer. The words were a lump stuck in your throat.

You started running again and he continued counting the moment you changed direction. The game was back on and you worried you might run out of time.

It felt like the best option to keep playing, to keep moving. You could not imagine what might have happened if the doors had opened. That too might have been a test, but now the test was hoping, praying wherever you ended up was enough to lose him.

You had to think quick.

You turned into one of the classrooms, looking around the room for a spot to hide. Schools were too open to hide in very many places. Your heart felt like it was gonna beat out of your chest when you heard him finally say 10.

"Ready or not, here I come." He announced.

You dove across the classroom to squeeze underneath the desk, quietly pulling the rolling chair back underneath it as you had found it.

Out of all the classrooms in the whole building, what were the chances of him ending up in this one?

You could hear the loud pounding of your heart in your ears. It was almost too loud to hear Void. You were not sure where he was. If he had even made it to your floor yet. It was too quiet. While most people thought silence was a good thing, it was never a good thing with Void. It was merely a tease.

The suspense was killing you, but it was fueling him. It kept him going to play with you. His fingertips brushed the lockers as he walked, listening for the slightest moves. His favorite part of the game was keeping you guessing. Making you believe you stood the slightest chance.

"Where, oh where might my precious Y/n be?"

Void was an expert when it came to seeking. Not because you were terrible at hiding, but as much as you hated to admit it to yourself or especially to him, the anticipation went straight to your core.

His laugh echoed down the hall, following the intoxicating scent of your arouse. You made him quite the expert.

You squirmed slightly underneath the desk, trying to keep from hitting the desk.

You hated how attracted you were to this man. The man had killed people but that didn't stop the pool between your legs.

“Am I getting warmer? I bet I am.” He chuckled.

You pulled your knees closer, holding them tight against your chest. You knew he was close by how loud his voice was. Your body trembled in fear and anticipation for what was to come.

He slowed to a stop in front of the classroom you were in. Your scent was the heaviest right here, the sweetest. It was almost pathetic how wet you were getting just from his voice. He had not even touched you yet. He had not even found you entirely and he could tell without even seeing that your panties were a mess.

"You're making this too easy." You didn't have to see him to know there was a smug smirk on his lips. You bit down on your lip with a mental curse.

He stepped into the classroom, letting his eyes take in the room. They wandered across the empty desks, staring at the closet doors for a lingering moment. Where might you be?

"It must be exhausting trying to resist me. I bet you're just dying to come out and play."

You hugged your knees, seeing his shoes from underneath the chair and you watched him making his way around the classroom. His fingertips traced the books on the bookshelves as he passed them. He pulled some off the shelf into the floor. The crash causes you to jump. The small gasp from your lips did not go unnoticed.

That was all he needed.

"I know you hear me." You almost wished you haven't. The closer his voice was, the more your core throbbed. The drag of the game, the thought of what would happen once he found you. You couldn't do this. You promised Stiles you wouldn't, and somehow you always found yourself at his mercy.

"Yeah, you hear me." He confirmed, moving closer to the desk at the front of the room. " You know, I thought you would be better at hiding than this. You don't do well at controlling yourself."

You could hear him above you. Your breath was a lump in your throat.

His hands pressed to the desk, leaning against it. "Now, how about you come out from under that desk? I wanna see my prize."

It was over. The game was over. You weren't sure what more you could do aside from obeying.

You pushed the chair with shaking hands, slowly crawling out from underneath the desk to finally face him. You wanted to wipe that smug smirk off of his face.

"Maybe if you didn't corner me at the high school of all places, I could hide better." You argued.

The smirk on his lips never lessened as he moved around the desk to you. You thought about running again. You knew he could like that though and despite liking it, you wouldn't get far.

"I think you'll come to find out, I always win."

You turned your head to keep from looking at him. His cold lips traced your temple as he spoke. He grabbed ahold of your chin and turned your head to look at him. "My eyes are right here."

You tried to resist, but he directed you harshly. You hesitated to meet his, knowing you would fall apart the moment you locked eyes. "You once found them to be home. You can do it again." He assured.

"I'm with Stiles." You stated firmly.

"You're with us." He corrected.

His thumb traced over your bottom lip before guiding you by the back of your head to meet his lips. The kiss was dominant and fierce as he claimed your mouth in a searing kiss. Much different than how Stiles normally kissed you. He was gentle, loving, but this kiss was powerful.

Void picked you up to sit you on top of the desk before wedging himself between your legs to keep you from closing them.

Any ounce of self-control you had left had ran out. Your smaller hands gripped onto his shirt, barely pushing against him as if you could even put up a fight. You couldn’t help the temptation. You knew it was all wrong, but considering it was your boyfriend’s body, you were all too eager to keep going.

He lifts you just enough to pull your jeans off your hips, tugging them down your legs. Your hands tried to grab his, but he drug your pants off with ease. His hand slid between your thighs, his fingers ripping the thin fabric still covering you.

He never pulled back from the kiss. He was busy trying to distract you while he claimed his prize. It was definitely working by the way you couldn’t think straight.

"Please..." You gasped against his lips as his long fingers pushed through your folds until they finally sunk inside of you. You were torn between wanting him to stop and wanting him as close as possible.

His pale lips hovered just over yours as a moan fell from your mouth. Your fingers curled around his shirt as his fingers pushed in and out of your aching hole.

"Precious, you're making a mess and I'm just getting started." He mumbled over your lips.

Void pulled his fingers over your pussy, smearing your juices around as if he wanted you to hear just how wet he had made you.

"Listen to that. I wonder what Stiles would think if he saw you now. Oh wait, that's right..." He taunted while bringing his fingers to his mouth and sucking your sweet nectar from around them. He hummed in response. "Oh, I see now why you consume our thoughts. I'd think about this sweet pussy too." He let out a chuckle.

"Void-" You tried to close your legs shyly, but Void only stopped you by dragging one of your legs over his shoulder.

"Not so fast, precious. I won fair and square. " He unzipped his pants and pushing his boxers with them off of his hips before pulling your hips close against his. He pressed the tip painfully slow through your folds, pushing on the back of your head to make you watch.

Now only was he enjoying torturing you, but he was enjoying how your body reacted to it all. To every lustful word. Every sinful touch. Void loved how much you craved him, despite using your pathetic boyfriend's body. His favorite part was corrupting you every way imaginable.

You let out a moan, watching every inch of his length filling you to a halt until he couldn't fit anymore. You gripped onto the back of head, threading your fingers in his hair.

"Oh God... yes..." You nearly sobbed with every snap of his hips. He tilted your head up to look at him.

No matter how much you tried to see Stiles, you couldn't. All you could see was Void and he made damn sure of it. With every rough thrust of his hips. With every bruising grip on your body. Every dominating kiss. He made sure you would remember him.

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hiiii what do u think dominant dyl would be like?

Hi nonnie!

-SPANKS so many spanks, to the point of tears

-“Keep on struggling, baby. It only makes me harder.”

-But he likes to mindfuck you. He'll kisss your tears away and tell you you're almost done.

-The only toys I could see him owning would be a pair of metal handcuffs, a small vibrator and a butt plug

-A master at breath control and deepthroating

-"Look at you making such a mess on yourself.” As your saliva falls from your lips mixing with your slick that now covers the floor

-He has a thing for you being on your knees. Not even in a sexual way all the time, but to show your submissiveness and loyalty

-Dyl is the type to spank your pussy before lining up and thrusting his full length into your cunt

-“Jesus Christ. You take my cock so well… Like you were meant for it.”

-His pace would be hard getting you right to the edge before backing off to slow, barely there thrusts

-You would be almost to tears, begging him for that release

-He’d keep fucking you through your orgasm and rub over your clit making you scream out from the intense pleasure

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BRO THE WAY HE GOT SO EXCITED😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

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Stiles + Channeling the Void (requested by @allhailthedramallama)

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The way voids eyes are so different from stiles but equally as beautiful 😭

Stiles Stilinski Eye Appreciation (requested by anonymous)

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Don't wanna log off for the weekend leaving a sour taste in your mouth, so I decided to sketch something small real quick <3 I love sterek and they're definitely the main characters of my blog currently 🙏