teen wolf genderswap verse → q’orianka kilcher as dani mahealani

notthequiettype:

arthurpendumbass:

teen wolf genderswap au →

emma stone as stiles stilinski x meghan ory as dericka hale

lesbian sterek.  that’s it.  that’s the post.

The first time Dee says, “You smell good,” she’s nuzzling at Stiles’ jaw, claws digging into the soft flesh at Stiles’ waist. Stiles holds her breath and tries not to freak out. Dee and Erica have been dosed with something by the hunters and she’s waiting for Scott and the other betas to show up with Deaton.

“Thanks. I like to try new soaps a lot.”

Dee runs her tongue along Stiles’ neck, from shoulder to ear. “Taste good too.”

Stiles grimaces and tries not to jerk away from the pressure of Dee’s mouth against her throat. There are teeth there, sharp as hell werewolf teeth. “Thanks. I, uh, I do try to stay as delicious as possible.”

Deaton hits Dee with a tranquilizer dart just as her hands are pulling at Stiles’ jeans. Stiles takes the timing as a good sign.

The second time Dee says, “You smell good,” she’s burying her face in the hollow of Stiles’ throat. Stiles whimpers and curls her fingers in the thick, dark hair at the crown of Dee’s skull. Dee slides two fingers into the wet heat of Stiles’ cunt and Stiles moans into her hair, fingers going tight against her skull. Dee thumbs at Stiles’ clit, hand trapped against her under Stiles’ jeans. Stiles comes apart, fast and wet around Dee’s slender fingers. Stiles laughs after she comes, all relief and and release. Dee sucks her fingers clean. “Taste good too.” Stiles’ eyes go wide and she takes it as a sign that they’re probably friends now.

The third time Dee says, “You smell good,” she’s stretched out on Stiles’ bed, head pillowed on Stiles’ bare thigh and Stiles is panting and shaking, stripped down to her underwear and a t-shirt. Dee keeps grazing her fingers against Stiles through her underwear, testing. Stiles think she’s going to die, fingers tangled in the hem of her shirt, yanking at it as she writhes against the bed.

Stiles says, “Dee” and it comes out breathless and broken.

Dee grins up at her, teeth pressing at her lip and eyes flashing, then mouths at Stiles through her underwear. Dee shoves them aside, opens Stiles up with her fingers, and licks at her clit. Stiles legs go tight against her and her hips buck up, Dee’s mouth pressing hard against her. Dee says, “Taste good too,” and then curls her tongue into Stiles’ cunt. Stiles comes panting and biting her forearm to keep quiet. Dee settles against her side, mouth slick and shiny, and kisses her. Stiles takes it as a sign that this is a thing now.