Dara's rhythm is sloppy because she's shaking, moaning loudly into his mouth as she tastes herself on his tongue and he pushes back into her. If he wants to know what sex is really like when they both aren't carrying a decade, give or take, of need between their legs, well, they've got all night and she'll be...well. She'll be in heat for days. Scott's gonna have to take one for the team and lie that Stiles is going camping with him or something for the weekend. Stiles isn't going anywhere after this, not until she's finished her heat because she'll be positively wreaking of it for days. She'll be a beacon for every goddamn male shifter in town if he leaves her scent unhidden by his own.

"Stiles..." she whimpers, thrusting her hips upward to meet him, panting and clawing at his back with her fingernails. Her breath is increasingly fast and shallow because she can feel the climax coming on fast. "I'm so close, I'm so close..."