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"Stiles-" Her muscles tensed beneath his hand and she licked, then, at his ear. An experiment - this was all an experiment, and would her tongue against the shell of his ear be sexy or gross? "-c'mon, I need way more than this." He'd been sweet, almost shy when she'd asked him what he wanted. So she'd just give him everything without making him ask.

"Way more than what?" He was sort of losing himself in the fact that there was a girl with no panties on lying on top of him who he'd just eaten out and who'd taken his pants off and was still lying all on top of him. Him. Stiles Stilinski. A girl he'd had sex with. Because he wasn't a virgin anymore. Nope. He was just going to squeeze her ass again, because he could, then move his mouth down to bite gently at her shoulder. "What do you want? You can have it."

He was getting caught up in all of that, and Jade wasn't. Not that she didn't want to - it was just too much, too overwhelming, especially when she was trying to repay his gentleness, his almost reverence to her. She inhaled sharply through her nose when he bit her shoulder, wondering when, exactly, that had become so pleasant to her. "I waaant, uh, your boxers completely off."

He grinned, eyes slanting up at her as he let go of her shoulder. "Yeah? Well, I can do that."

He stole his hands back to lower them to his boxers, starting to wriggle out of them.

She flashes a sheepish smile at him, lifting herself up enough to make getting them off easier on him.

"So, um. Any objections to sex? Because I would like to, er, try that again. An experiment isn't really good unless you repeat it, you know? To make sure that the results aren't flukes okay woof sorry that was the least sexy thing I probably could have said."

He's smiling at her, hand coming back up to grip the base of one of her furry ears before petting it. "You're seriously going to ask me if I object to sex? With you? Jade... Come on."

She butted her hand lightly, embarrassed still, into his hand. "Look, it's just always good to state your intentions, okay? I'm erring on the side of caution, here."

"And I'm telling you I'm never going to have a problem with anything that involves you, me, and naked time. Because, yeah, naked time." Guess where his other hand wound up at again? No, come on, guess.

Her hand? Her boobs? The moon?

"-- you are such a boy." But it was said with mumbled delight as she kissed him again, and then pulled back long enough to look thoughtful. Was lying down boring? That could be boring. Maybe if they were both sitting up? Was that actually possible?

Her ass, smartass. Ha ha, funny. But he gave it another pleased squeeze, smiling up at her. "I am. I'm so glad you noticed that. If I was a girl, this might need a bit more in terms of outside help."

"Just a little." Alright, the plan was to sit up, to try to slide herself onto him - but that had her laughing a little. "This is patently unfair. You are lying on your ass."

"We can switch, if you want." Because being on top would be great. Being on the bottom would be great. Being anywhere that involved parts of him going into her would be great.

She sat up, sliding her knees against the bed, careful to straddle his stomach as lightly as possible. "Would it be comfortable like this?"

Would it be okay like... Jade. Seriously.

"Um, yeah. Yeah that would be... okay." That would be hot, is what that would be. But his hands moved to play with the edge of her dress. "This looks really nice on you, but, um, could we maybe take it off?"

She sucked on her lower lip, nodding as she rolled over and off him, onto her stomach. "You'll have to unzip it."

"I can do that." He moved to roll onto his side, propping himself up on one arm and using his free hand to unzip her dress. He pushed it aside, baring her back to him, letting him lean down and lay soft kisses along it.

She felt bony, oddly small when he began to kiss along her bare back. Her arms stretched forward, curling against the sheets as she arched her back in a little stretch beneath him. "That thing is not comfortable at all."

That comment had him reaching up to start tugging the dress down, trying to get it off her. "Well, we can't have that. You look better naked anyway."

She helped him wiggle it down, folding her arms under her head as he began. "So do you, for the record. Maybe tomorrow I will just make you wear an apron at work." She was smiling into her wrist.

He snorted a laugh. "Only if you want to lose all your clientele." He pulled the dress down and off, moving to kneel between her legs as she lay on her back. He tugged his own shirt off, leaving him naked as he leaned down and kissed at the back of one thigh. "I don't know what part of you I want to touch first."

"I am pretty sure you have touched literally every part of me in the past half hour." She folded her arms beneath her, lifting her head to look behind her. Her expression was soft, fond, even if she felt a little ridiculous while lying there completely nude. "Also, that sort of tickles."

"This does?" He kissed her again, then moved up a little and pressed a kiss higher up on her thigh, closer to the bottom of her butt. "How about this?"

"Yes!" She was still laughing, then, trying not to squirm too obviously beneath him. "You are also encroaching dangerously upon my ass."

"Am I? This ass?" He moved up and kissed at one cheek, grinning up at her as he did.

"Stiles!" She ducked her head into her crossed arms and laughed, though, suddenly spectacularly embarrassed. "What are you doing?"