bakerstreet | I don't think this one has ever been posted to bakerstreet, but it's too cute to pass up!

I don't think this one has ever been posted to bakerstreet, but it's too cute to pass up!

First Kiss Meme

one. It's your first date, and you're dropping them off at the door. Are they going to lean in? Should you..?

two. You have been friends since forever. Everyone knows you like each other, but the moment quite hasn't arisen for the first kiss. Until now.

three. Awkward first kisses! Maybe you just bumped noses, or you kissed their chin instead. Time for attempt number two!

four. Maybe this is your very first kiss, or maybe it's theirs! Either way, one of you is experienced and the other isn't. What if it turns out really bad?! (But hey, maybe you're a natural.)

five. The accidental kiss. Might have tripped over your own feet, or maybe you've collided and they landed on top of you. Either way, your lips are locked- Where you go from there is up to you.

six. UST kisses. There's been some sort of tension between you for a while. Maybe you fight all the time, maybe you're in love with each other and you keep getting interrupted before anything happens. Either way, that tension needs to end now!

seven. Either pick one, mesh some together, or re-roll!

INSTRUCTIONS:

• Post with your character!
• Reply to other people with your character and go to the RNG to generate a number between 1 and 7.
• Match that number to the choices above!
• Reply to the thread starter and go from there.
• Any rating goes, but no wank, please! :>

originally from here.

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There was the blush he'd staved off earlier. It stilled him and he paused, half off the bed. "What? No. I mean... I'd go and, uh, see to it in the bathroom." So she wouldn't have to. Because this was about her, right?

Of course, it didn't help that he could almost feel her looking at his dick, the dick in question twitching as if it had a say in what happened.

The thought of Stiles escaping to the bathroom to jerk himself off... it was making her wet again, and she was already wet down there from coming.

"Wouldn't it be easier to do it here?" With his naked best friend in front of him? "So you have something to look at?" Like Scarlett watching him.

He actually made a pained sound, curling over himself for a moment as the need clenched in his stomach. Jesus, yes. Yes. Yes, he would like to sit here and... watch her. While he--

"Um... are you su-sure you're okay with that?" God, why did his voice chose now of all times to crack? It made him feel like he was thirteen again. But the idea had him lowering back to the bed, heart hammering in his chest as he tried not to look like he was ogling her. But he was.

"Yes," Scarlett answered without hesitation, blushing at her complete lack of uncertainty about watching Stiles touch himself. "I'm sure." And if she happened to get overexcited by what she was seeing and touch herself, or him, it wasn't her fault.

She slipped her thong back on while she waited for him to get comfortable so she could get in a good position to be stared at by him. "Whenever you're ready." Her eyes lowered to his crotch again, wondering if he was going to take off his underwear or just slip himself out. Either way, Scarlett was going to see her best friend's dick for the first time.

If it had just been him by himself, he would have just pulled his cock out and started going at it. But she'd been buck naked and damned if he was going to make her be the only one. Even with her thong back on (boo), she was still mostly bared to him and he couldn't stop looking.

Nodding nervously, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the boxers and tugged them down, lifting up from the bed just enough that he could slip them under his ass before pulling them down and off. Oh god. He was naked in front of Scarlett with the hardest boner he'd ever had in his life.

He looked over at her and gave her a small smile, one hand half covering himself out of a subconscious need before he made himself move it. If she could spread herself wide open for him to see, he could at least do the same, right? Right. Even with that in mind, he couldn't look her in the eye, not when he wrapped his hand around himself and just held himself, feeling the anxiety and pleasure sort of mush together and make a knot in his stomach.

Just because she had her thong on didn't mean she wouldn't flash him what he wanted to see by pulling them aside at some point.

She lay on her side for now, her head resting the palm of her hand, eyes widening slightly when she saw how hard he was. Wow. Was that boner really all her fault? It was nice to know she turned him on that much.

"If there's anything you want me to do, anything that will help, just tell me," she said while unconsciously smoothing her hand up and down her own thigh.

The laugh he let out was shaky and he blushed, which was kind of ridiculous, considering. "You're... you're good. You're so good."

He hated that his brain was faltering with finding anything witty to say, but his hand shifted its hold, sliding up to let his thumb brush away the pre slicking over it before moving back down to the patch of curls. That felt... so much better than it did when he was alone by himself doing this. He could feel her eyes on him and it was making his stomach flip. His breath was shaky, but he licked his lips, looking down at himself as he stroked again.

He couldn't believe this was happening.

Scarlett couldn't quite believe it either. She was a little fascinated by Stiles right now, watching him closely. She wanted to learn from this. She wanted to learn exactly how Stiles got himself off in case they ever did something like this again in the future, Scarlett would know exactly how to move her hand the way he liked it.

"What would you have thought about if you went into the bathroom to do this?" she asked him curiously.

Her voice distracted him and he wound up looking over at her, hand squeezing himself again as he saw naked breasts and a thong covered crotch he'd previously had his face in. "Um... you."

Duh, Stiles. She probably knew that. "Doing what I was doing before. With my mouth. And... touching you more. Maybe, uh... other stuff." Like sex. Definitely sex. Or her using her mouth on him. The thought alone had him lifting up into his touch a little, biting his lip.

Scarlett thought maybe Stiles would think of Lydia, but her werewolf senses told her Stiles was telling the truth and that made her smile.

"You were good with your mouth." Thinking about what he'd done earlier, she slid her hand down and cupped herself through her panties. "Other stuff?" Hmm... "Like your fingers inside me? All of you inside me?" That last one would shock her the most if he confessed to it. She really hadn't thought Stiles wanted her like this, only as a friend, and here he was jerking himself off to her almost naked body, telling her about naughty things he imagined doing to her. Not in as much detail as she'd like but she could understand that speaking coherently was difficult for him right now.

It was unfair that his best friend was smoking hot. It was just fucking unfair.

He nodded and stroked a little faster, biting his lip, cheeks pinking. "Yeah... fingers. Other things. Like my... d-- dick." God. He'd said it. He'd said it while his hand was wrapped around himself and he was jerking off, but she had her hand on her crotch and was saying things and... his brain was on autopilot right now. "I think about that. A lot. About you."

He'd said it. He'd actually said he thought about his dick inside her and she rolled onto her stomach, exposing her buttcheeks to him as she swayed her hips down against the bed, leaning up on her elbows.

"I'd do it, you know. I'd let you put your dick inside me." The only reason why she wasn't encouraging him to put it inside her now was because he looked like he was already close. "I'd let you take me however you want. I've thought about it. I'm thinking about it right now, are you?"

Oh, he was close. His eyes moved to her ass. God, he loved her ass. Look at it. Curved and smooth and that same caramel color the rest of her was... he wanted to bite it. He let out a sound, strangled and choked as he stroked faster still, listening to her talk like a call girl.

He'd sell a kidney to talk to a call girl like her for five minutes. "Scarlett..." He panted, eyes dragging up to hers with a little desperation in his look. "Like I could think of anything else." Like right now, he was thinking of crawling over and spreading her legs and slipping into her from behind like that while she lay on her stomach.

With anyone else, she would have been too embarrassed to talk like this. With Stiles, she felt comfortable and sexy enough to do it. And she'd let him bite her ass anytime.

"Then why don't we? After you come, go all the way." She sat up, knelt in front of him and spread her legs, fingers tucked into the side of her panties as she pulled them aside to show her swollen, glistening lips, still wet from Stiles' mouth and even wetter from watching Stiles. If he was thinking about it like he said, she wanted to give him a good view of what he'd be sliding himself into, to help him along.

"Oh... oh... oh my god." His mouth opened in an 'o', eyes fixed on her, hand stroking faster and faster until he held himself still, cock pulsing as he came. He almost blacked out for a second, just a microfraction of a second where everything greyed before it all came rushing back and he fell back on the bed, a mess on his stomach and a dopey expression on his face, cock still twitching as he held it. "Oh my god..."

Scarlett's mouth was open as she watched him, on the edge of her seat as she waited for him to be pushed over the edge, like she'd been waiting for this moment her entire life. It took her everything to not slide her fingers inside herself and come with him, but this was about Stiles, not her. There was something so satisfying about watching him decorating his stomach with his own come from looking and thinking about her. And she didn't think anyone was capable of doing it as beautifully as he did. It made her want to always have a front row seat to this.

She moved over to him to lean over and look down at him. "Are you okay? That took a lot out of you, huh? Literally," she giggled.

He cracked his eyes open, looking up at her with a goofy grin on his face. "Ha, ha. You're a regular comedian." He realized he was lying there naked with his boxers around his ankles and semen all over his stomach, but it was taking him a moment or two to muster up a care to give. "You're a jerk."

Translation: "I love you."

"If I was really a jerk, I would have made you do that in the bathroom without a show," she pointed out, but smiled at him, knowing what his words had really meant.

Staring down at the mess on his stomach, the smell of it was inviting to her, she just wanted to... well, taste it. So she did, ducking her head down to lick at a trail of his come with her tongue, licking her lips afterwards. Not such a bad taste. "Sorry, I had to."

He watched her move, wondering where she was go--OING, oh my god. "Oh my god, Scar. Wh--"

His dick actually hurt with how quickly the blood tried to rush back into it. "Jesus. You... with... hoooooot."

"Wow, Stiles, already?" Scarlett had to admit, it was kind of a turn on how quickly she could make Stiles hard again. "Imagine if I'd licked your..."

She swiped a finger into it this time, only getting some on the tip, but sliding the whole finger into her mouth anyway. She pulled it back out with a pop, almost feeling bad about how much of a tease she was being with him. She just wanted to get him all nice and hard again to do more.

His mouth was open and there was a very glazed look to his eyes, eyes that were stuck watching her suck on her finger, his body replacing it mentally with something else. He let out an almost pained sound. "You're trying to kill me. Why? I thought I did good." He tried to pout at her, but it was hard to pout when you had a second erection and wanted to do more things that involved mouths and bodies and... yeah.

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