mid-week sexting

[forfun]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

what it says on the tin. leave a blank comment, include your preferences or a starter, it's all good. reply to others with a text, a dirty picture (please link all nsfw things!), misfires, misdials, drunk filthy voicemails, whatever your heart desires.

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[littleredridingstiles]

Saying 'hey' to his dad and keeping himself cool while he knew Peter was in his bedroom upstairs proved to be easier than Stiles thought it would be. He wasn't hard anymore, tried to think of anything and everything that would make him lose his arousal before he walked in the front door and thankfully it worked. The Sheriff and Stiles exchanged their usual back and forth that happened whenever Stiles got home from school - how he wouldn't be home until the early morning, he thanked Stiles for the meal he already packed him (that he would throw out in favor of something greasy), and how school was going. Stiles worked through the conversation quickly, his cheeks flushing already thinking of what was waiting for him upstairs.

He checked the time on his phone as he headed up stairs. He had fifteen minutes give or take until his dad was usually out the door. That was fifteen minutes alone with Peter, supposedly already naked and waiting for him. Why the hell did he let the wolf get him in to shit like this? He hadn't been spanked in...ever. Or at least it was in such early childhood that he couldn't remember. Yet here he was walking to the gallows excited about Peter punishing him.

Well, it would give him plenty to talk to his therapist about whenever he decided that, yeah, maybe he needed to invest in mental health.

He cracks open his door and steps in, shutting it behind him and locking it quickly, a bit of a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Uh, hey, you made it."

[didnt_stay_dead]

Peter heard every word that Stiles spoke to his father. Laid back naked in the bed as he listened, amused by the fact that John didn't even know he was there. Then again, that was the whole point wasn't it? To not know that he was even there. For him to stay as quiet as possible. Moving a bit, he sits up and waits in the bed for Stiles to come in. Listening to every foot fall as the boy came up the stairs.

"Of course I made it, pup. Now I believe we have some things to take care of. Don't we?"

[littleredridingstiles]

There Peter was in all his beautiful, naked glory. A man as crafty and manipulative as him shouldn't be able to look so damn alluring, but he does somehow. With the texts from earlier playing in his mind and the man in front of him it's all Stiles can do to get undressed quickly. Within moments he's naked too, cock already growing in length as he clears his throat.

"Yeah, you threatened your pup with some punishment."

Stiles kept his voice low, still nervous even with his dad in the kitchen downstairs. Normally it'd be far enough away not to hear, but the boy didn't trust it.

"Let's see it," Stiles challenged, stepping forward. "Let's see if the big, bad wolf can actually be bad."

[didnt_stay_dead]

"I didn't threaten anything, pup. It was more of a statement of what was going to happen."

There's a bit of a smirk out of the wolf because he can tell how nervous the boy was. Smell the chemosignals in the air. Something that he found amusing because it's not like anyone could stop what was going to happen. So Stiles would hear a low growl out of the wolf even as he grabs the human's wrist, pulling him close.

"I've brought a few toys as well."