them sexts

[inuyasock]

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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[impack]

I just told you not to make it weird
okay
so I've been thinking
and if you tell anyone I'm texting you this I'm going to set you on fire again
but I need you to come over and fuck me

[There's virgins being killed and Stiles may or may not be unable to sleep because it's all he can think about.]

[impack]

like seven virgins have turned up dead
I'm still a virgin and I don't want to die
I need to have sex to not die
I can't ask Scott or Lydia and Derek would probably kill me himself for even suggesting that he and I have sex
so I need you to come over and fuck me

[impack]

[Stiles was thankful that the technology to detect how hard he rolled his eyes reading Peter's response had yet to be invented.]

yeah so that's the thing
it will happen once
and nobody is ever going to find out
wham, bam, thank you hale
that's it

and yes I know there are apps, peter
sue me for wanting to know the person I have sex with for the first time
even if it's you

[impack]

no I do NOT understand
peter
I could die!!!

[Oh, right. That likely didn't matter to Peter.]

it wouldn't be a burden
it would be nice
really nice
to lose it to you

[Was Stiles being sincere? Who knows.]

[impack]

[This was, officially, the worst idea Stiles's brain ever conjured up and executed. Even worse than Pringles pancakes.]

Peter.

[There's a noted pause between Stiles's usual rapid-fire texts. A text bubble appears and disappears repeatedly as Stiles flip-flops between telling Peter to fuck off or just giving into appeasing Peter.]

I want to lose my virginity to you more than anyone else that I know
You're the first person I thought of
I think you'll do it right
You just seem like you know how to fuck

[impack]

[Stiles nearly dropped his phone directly onto his face from reading those texts. Peter could smell that on him?]

okay, so what?
you want to hear about how when I'm jerking off sometimes I think about you?
of you sneaking into my room late at night and fucking me right here under my dad's roof?
what about how I think about how I want to ride your dick so I can look in your eyes when you when you're finally all the way inside of me?
or how about how I want you to come in me and really claim me so everyone else can know what we did?