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#1 crush. vent doodle

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People be writing stiles too kind in some fics. He's an asshole and I like him that way

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god forbid a gay person be good at his job. “he killed scott” like a hundred people have tried to kill scott it’s not his fault he succeeded

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this was such a cute fic omg!!!

A Reluctant Wager

for @luulapants and the Stiles Shipping Central discord’s monthly ficlet exchange! Steo arguing about vents and Derek being super done, lol. enjoy.

| Steo | 1k | Gen | Bickering | Bets | Getting Together |

(also on AO3)

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“He’s not gonna let us.”

Stiles banged on the loft door anyway. “Sure he is,” he told Theo stubbornly. “Derek, unlike you, knows better than to argue with me when I’m literally always right.”

“Wanna bet?”

Scowling, Stiles rounded on him. Theo had that godawful smirk on his face, the one that was so attractive it made Stiles want to punch himself in the face so he couldn’t see and be tempted by it anymore. Theo was a smug fucker, and his smug fucker opinions were wrong, and Stiles wasn’t afraid to prove it.

“You’re on.”

Theo’s face lit up at the lack of terms or negotiation. Whatever, it didn’t matter. Stiles was gonna win anyway. He ignored Theo and banged again, yelling Derek’s name. His car was in the parking lot, they knew he was in there. And he was the only person with a building large enough to serve their purpose. Stiles was on a mission and Derek, being the longtime friend and beloved pack member that he was, would respect that.

Finally, the door creaked open to reveal a very grumpy, bedheaded Derek. “For the love of god,” he growled, “what do you want?”

“Stiles wants to get himself stuck in your vents,” Theo offered up, oh so helpfully.

Even if he’d been fully awake, that wouldn’t have made any sense. Derek blinked at him. “…What?”

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Theo Raeken/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Theo Raeken, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: POV Third Person, POV Stiles Stilinski, There Was Only One Bed, Hurt/Comfort, Aftermath of Torture, reluctant allies to lovers, fluffy at the end, Unresolved Sexual Tension, but trust me this fic is still horny, characters cuss as much as I do which is to say a lot, Scenting, those are my emotional support commas and run on sentences!, stiles isn't a fed bc I say so, but it mostly follows canon besides that, takes place after 6B, it is edited but not beta read, let Theo Raeken kill, it gets soft, but also horny so the duality of man, Touch-Starved Summary:

the aftermath of Theo's rescue of Stiles from some hunters who tortured him. Stiles still doesn't trust Theo but he needs to be taken care of and some new feelings come to light in his vulnerable state. i'm horrible at summaries so just trust the tags please lol

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Lick it up, Baby

Fratt x GN!Reader

Summary: You and Frank play with Matt's chest

Explicit 🔞 // WC: 1k Tags and Warnings: smut, threesome, nipple play, overstimulation, come play, good crying A/N: Inspired by this post by @itwasthereaminuteago. I was supposed to continue working on the werewolf Fratt fic but I saw that in my WIPs and was hit by sudden inspiration. It's short but pretty much what we talked all about 😜

Damn, but Matt sure made a pretty sight when he was about ready to cry from too much pleasure. 

He’d come home from a long day in court and had needed for you and Frank to take him apart. Never able to refuse him anything, you took him to the bedroom instantly. The only demand you two had had was for Matt to keep his hands to himself and at his sides as you’d take him to the brick again and again, while only ever touching his chest. Matt had been half hard before, but at that request, he’d been fully hard in the following second, his breath catching in his throat. 

Half an hour later, Matt was lying in the center of the bed, with you to one side, while Frank was leaning over him from the other as you turned him into an incoherent puddle of pleasure. His chest was heaving as he breathed harshly, a long whine or a moan slipping through his parted lips every few seconds. 

“Please,” he whispered brokenly, his fingers fisting into the soft bedsheets at his sides, where he’d obediently kept them. 

You smiled softly as he gasped again when Frank nipped at one of his nipples with slightly more force. Leaning down as well, you did the opposite of what Frank had done and, instead, brushed long strokes of your tongue over the other nipple, then circled it with the tip of your tongue. This time, Matt moaned, and his hips jerked upward, drawing your attention to Matt’s cock. It had been leaking steadily for the longest time, creating a shining puddle of pre-come on his lower stomach, droplets caught in the happy trail. 

“Think he’s almost there,” you said lightly, after giving Matt’s nipple a harder suck, which had him jerking his chest up this time. 

“Mhm,” Frank confirmed with satisfaction, swirling two fingers in the liquid before bringing it to your lips. 

Staring Frank in the eye, you sucked the fingers clean and hummed around them. 

“Hear that, Red?” Frank husked, as he leaned over Matt and ran his tongue over Matt’s stubble covered jaw. “Hear how good you taste?” 

Matt whimpered as Frank flicked the nipple on his side before he ran his fingers down Matt’s body again to gather more of the pre-come. 

“Here, open up.”

Matt didn’t even hesitate for a second as he opened his mouth to let Frank press two fingers onto his tongue. The sight of Matt sucking Frank’s fingers off had you groaning and returning your attention to Matt’s nipple, sucking on it with more intensity. You chuckled mischievously as Matt’s back arched, and he moaned long and brokenly around Frank’s fingers. Frank cursed at the way Matt drooled over his fingers, and fucked them deeper into Matt’s mouth for a few thrusts. Before long, he removed them and tilted his head down until he could take Matt’s nipple into his mouth again as well. With the fingers now gone, Matt cried out loudly as you and Frank licked and sucked and bit at his chest. His whole body went rigid as he gripped the sheets tightly, and he finally came with a long and agonized yell of pleasure. Come spurted all over his belly and flew high enough to land between his chest as well as on your neck and Frank’s jaw. Raising your head to find Frank grinning at you in satisfaction, you smirked right back as you observed your handiwork. Both of Matt’s nipples were now rosy and puffy, red bite marks and love bites coming into contrast with the pearly white liquid of Matt’s release coating several spots on his chest. 

“So pretty,” you gushed, rubbing a thumb over one sensitive nipple that had Matt gasping sharply and twitching. 

“Yeah, fuckin’ pretty is right,” Frank concurred, emulating your gesture as he kissed Matt’s panting mouth briefly and grinned at Matt’s new moan. 

Catching the sight of Matt’s come on Frank’s jaw, you leaned over Matt and licked a broad stripe over Frank’s skin. Frank caught your eye as you moved back with a grin as you licked your lips. Kissing him quickly, you leaned down lower and began running your tongue over all the places Matt had come over. 

“That’s right, lick it up, baby, lick it all up,” Frank rumbled, stroking a hand down your nape and shushing Matt as the latter moaned and twitched away from your exploring tongue. 

As you worked, Frank curled his fingers in Matt’s hair and kissed him deeply, catching the sounds of pleasure and pain as Frank pulled and tweaked Matt’s abused nipples. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Matt’s softening cock twitching, while a little pulse of come drooled out of the tip. Moaning in appreciation, you slid your lips around it and suckled on it to gather any remaining traces. This time, despite Frank’s mouth covering his, Matt still managed to utter a short cry as his hands flew to your hair and Frank’s elbow. 

“Shh, shh. Just cleanin’ you up, Red,” Frank explained softly, and you noticed with a curl of heat in your spine that Matt was crying into Frank’s kisses. 

Making your way up as you removed the last drops from Matt’s trembling chest, you moved until you were level with your two lovers. With a glance at Frank, you tilted Matt’s face towards yours and took his mouth into a deep kiss. Matt moaned and thrust his tongue against yours as you slid the come you had gathered on his skin into his mouth. A second later, he was keening deep in his throat as Frank sucked on one nipple again. He trembled and moaned against you, his pelvis moving up and down, while new tears of overstimulation ran down the side of his face. Pressing a small kiss to the corner of his mouth, you licked the tears away as well. 

“So good for us, Matt. So, so good,” you breathed, as you watched Frank staring up at the two of you with a small smile. 

Frank instantly slid up Matt’s body, as you turned Matt’s head towards him by the hair in a clear demand for him to kiss Frank now. Curling his fingers over Matt’s waist, Frank pulled him into another fierce kiss, taking his share of Matt’s release with a growl of hunger. 

You hummed pleasantly as you watched Frank devour Matt’s willing mouth, and propped your head up on an elbow. You would never tire of watching your men like this. 

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afraid i may have touched a sadness within myself i cannot jerk my way out of

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need my dick sucked so bad but i have this stupid ass vagina

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frank castle needs to be collared and i’m gonna write it because i CANNOT stop thinking about it. he literally needs it so bad.