halechester:

Stisaac AU: For Science, for and inspired by my princess and her wolf

where Stiles is “inspired” to help Isaac test his pineapple theory. You know for science.

Not for blowjobs. Or the midnight kisses before going home after their “not!dates”. And definitely not for the weird maybe feelings he might be having for the Isaac.
Nope. Stiles is helping out purely in the name of science.

queerly-it-is:

I MEAN

rrrowr:

#and my brain yells #SCOTT/STILES SCOTT/STILES SCOTT/STILES #rather like an air raid siren #clearly this is early on in their whatever-they-have-that-they-don’t-talk-about thing #and blowjobs have become some kind of weird competition#where they try and one-up each other and get the other off faster than last time

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I mean okay, the competition might be kind of a crappy disguise for how much they both really can’t stop thinking about doing this stuff, but still feel like they need an excuse. An excuse that neither of them are buying and that sometimes they forget to even mention before shirts get rucked up or pants get tugged down. Because boys are stupid and blood is a limited supply that really can’t be in too many places at once.

So they fall through Stiles’ front door into his empty house after school, entirely because his house was the closest one and Scott’s had a boner since last period which is all Stiles’ fault because he was chewing and sucking on a pen for about a million years. And he was totally planning on getting Stiles to suck him off but now they’re in Stiles’ room and he’s got Stiles’ shirt off and he really doesn’t wanna stop putting his mouth on him. Possibly ever.

Stiles makes so much noise when Scott does this, and it makes them both blush like they’re shining a bright light on something neither of them is any kind of good at looking at, but it’s also the hottest thing ever. The way he gasps, the same gasp every time Scott sucks the head of his dick between his lips, just holds him there for a second while he tries to remember he needs air as well as the smooth, hot skin that’s pressing against his tongue.

But he sucks anyway, probably too hard, and a high sound snaps in Stiles’ throat and his hands fly into Scott’s hair, fingers tapping on his scalp when they twitch.

He doesn’t get how it can be this hot, how the kind-of bitter taste he gets when his tongue presses at the head can make him wanna grind against the mattress until he creams in his shorts. How just Stiles’ moans that he’s obviously trying to cover by biting his lips and the insides of his cheeks make heat burn in Scott’s stomach, spreading and churning like the time they tried whiskey because Jackson dared them to.

And even though his neck’s aching and he’s bending his back really awkwardly by trying to suck Stiles’ dick and rub down against the bed at the same time, he’s never felt so good in his life.

KILLING ME

Is the door left open on purpose? Does it matter?

#and my brain yells #SCOTT/STILES SCOTT/STILES SCOTT/STILES #rather like an air raid siren #clearly this is early on in their whatever-they-have-that-they-don’t-talk-about thing #and blowjobs have become some kind of weird competition#where they try and one-up each other and get the other off faster than last time

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makemesquirm:

I love that moment…

- Her

fetish4:

Estilo.

fuku-mizu:

martin-munster:

a little lightsaber-surprise :3

the last gif

omg