a little fashion show
kinktober, day four
a/n: bro, the amount of time this idea has been in the notes app on my phone....
warnings: stiles stilinski x reader, smut, best friends to lovers, mutual pining, trying on lingerie, teasing, flashing, kissing
word count: 990
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“Who was at the door?” Stiles asked as your giddy form appeared in the doorway to your room once more.
“The mailman,” you giggled, unable to contain your excitement, “and look!”
“You got a package!” not getting as revved up in the excitement as you were, he nonchalantly pointed out the parcel in your palms, “oh, cool!”
“Not just any package, only the one I’ve been waiting about a billion years to arrive,” you shut the door behind you, gazing down at the bundle in your hands with heart-shaped eyes, “you don’t mind if I just try this stuff on right now, do you? I just don’t know if I can wait till you leave.”
Discretely readjusting in his comfortable seat on your mattress, he waved a hand, “no, no, it’s fine.”
“Really? Great!” you squealed, digging your fingers into the opening of the package, “you can help me see if any of it doesn’t suit me or fit right, give you a little fashion show and everything.”
“Alright, sure,” he agreed with a soft chuckle as you disappeared behind the wide bookcase that acted as a divider in the middle of your room.
After changing into the first item, you couldn’t stop yourself from springing back out, arms raised high above your head as you sang, “tada! What do you think?”
“Wow, oh, wow,” you watched Stiles eyes grow wide as they landed on the extremely short nightgown hanging around your form, “that’s-, that’s-…”
“It’s cute, isn’t it?” you turned your back to your stunned friend to glance at yourself in the mirror, “the floral pattern especially.”
Gaze tracing your hands as they played with the tiny skirt, “y-yeah, it is,” you just barely managed to catch sight of his reflection discreetly move one of your pink pillows over his lap, “it’s good, you should definitely keep that one.”
You hadn’t thought that his blush could have gotten any worse, but evidently, as you soon pranced out clad in the next thing, it very much could.
“What about this one?” you innocently observed the lingerie set in the long mirror, turning a bit to see how the high-waisted, black underwear hugged your bottom, “do you think it fits alright?”
Looking like a broken PlayStation 2 game you’d have to pull out and blow on, Stiles simply hummed, “huh?”
“I just feel like if I jump around or bend over in this, the girls are just gonna spill out,” your nose crinkled as your fingertips ghosted over the cups of the matching bra.
“I mean,” he blinked hazily, “you could test it out, if you want.”
Obliging twice, jumping gently in place, the squint to your eye didn’t fade away as not only you observed how your boobs jiggled in the cups, “hm, I don’t know, maybe one of the ones that has a different cut then this one…”
Peeping through the shy slivers of the bookcase, you bit down on your smirk as you watched the trouble you’d stirred up on the other side. As you slid off the black number, daringly arching your back and purposefully sticking your butt out far enough for him to catch a glimpse, you spotted how a string of your want clung to the panties as you dragged the down your legs.
If this last one wasn’t gonna do the trick, make the guy you’d had a crush on forever fess up and make a move, then you didn’t know what would.
Pink, skimpy and sheer, your pebbly nipples weren’t the only thing on full display as the see-through thong also made your puffy pussylips no secret to anyone.
Your pace as you returned to the mirror was purposefully slow, not looking to Stiles even once as you felt your desperation for him soak the pretty garments.
“T-that-, yeah,” his fluttering eyes were trained on your bare bottom, “that’s nice.”
“Yeah?” you still didn’t dare to look at him, “you think so?”
“Mhm,” he nearly groaned.
Grazing your touch ever so lightly over the elastic edges, you uttered, “you really think it’s pretty?”
“Y-yeah…”
“Stiles,” you sucked in a deep breath and gathered up the courage through the pumping adrenalin of being so exposed before your crush, “can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” flowed from his lips nearly instantly.
“Would you have sex with me?”
The room was dead silent a moment before Stiles choked, “what?”
“Would you fuck me?” you rephrased, still not looking back at him in the refection.
“Would I-… I’m sorry, what?”
“Would you fuck me?” gnawing at your bottom lips, you finally turned to face him, “because I kinda really like you, like a lot,” your feet slowly carried you closer to where he sat, “and I don’t know, I’m sorry, am I being too forward? Is this too much? Do you not like me in that way? Because I totally get it if you do, I’m really sorry for everything. I thought you’d picked up on the hints I’ve been dropping for a while now and that you-”
“I do like you!” he rushed to cut off your concern, “I-I-, yes,” seizing your hand in his as he emphasized, “yes.”
“Yes or yes?” you asked, eyes flickering to the pillow hiding his own excitement.
“Yes,” he nodded, swiftly tugging you down in his lap before you could withdraw your proposal.
An airy whimper escaped your lips as he then kissed you, your whole body feeling like puddy in his grasp. Drawing back a moment from his long-awaited pecks, you found yourself offering bashfully, “you know, I could also just give you a handjob or blow you or something if you’re not-”
Using his leverage, he suddenly flung you down against the mattress, effectively cutting your suggestion off as he scurried to hover above you, an earnest grin adorning his lips as he then exclaimed “oh my god, just shut up and let me screw my best friend.”
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What the Ships Say About You Part 2.
Been a long while since I've done this, but let's get this shipfest started, shall we?
Wolf x Isabelle: You've always had a thing for werewolves and bad boys. So much so that you believe that you could fix either one of them if you were to ever given the opportunity.
Samus x Chun-Li: Your interest in crossovers outweighs your interest in hot, badass women who could easily kick your ass within seconds.
Giovanni x Spike x Crusher: You just want Spike and Crusher to be happy and fulfill their dreams into dating their own boss. And really, who wouldn't?
Mario x Peach: Any interest you have in video games outweighs your fondness of married couples.
Vector x Vanilla: This is kind of similar to Mario x Peach, but you may or may not also have interest in older, mature women, not that there's anything wrong with that inherently.
M&M (Moxxie x Millie): You just want a wholesome marriage or you're just a slut for violence and Men. Getting. Pegged.
Lea x Isa: You've been the Yaoi fandom for years now and your ideal relationship is that one meme of two guys sitting in a hot tub together.
Dark Pit x Misako x Kyoko: You saw the original ending of River City Girls and instantly wanted the two girls to find happiness elsewhere or you just want Pitto to be loved. It's a win-win for you either way.
Banjo x Kazooie: You're a sucker for the friends to lovers trope, so much so that you could care less if they're from a different species, as long as they're happy together.
Shingo x Leona: Either you want a lovable goofball and a silent, tough girl to hook up one day or you just want good things to happen to Shingo and Leona respectively. And really, who wouldn't at this point?
Aqua x Terra: Your ideal relationship is Team Moms and Team Dads.
Dedue x Mercedes: Basically the same as Aqua x Terra but with a little more wholesomeness and spice to add up the flavor. That and/or you want Deude to live a happy, peaceful life once.
Terry x Blue Mary: You just like seeing couples who causally hangs out with one another or your a slut of Men. Getting. Pegged but not so much as you originally were for M&M.
Krohnen x Angel: You've grown tired of the "Will They or Won't They?" Bullshit (Andy x Mai/ Ryo x King) to the point of your interest gets instantly set on the Angsty Bad Boy and Ditzy Hot Girl dynamic or you're a just Vegeta x Bulma fan.
Krillin x Android 18: You're a firm believer of this ship being one of the best ships the Dragon Ball series has the offer or you just think Krillin deserves a W for once and not get joked on a lot on internet which is too much to ask apparently....
Broly x Cheelai: You either really like Super's version of Broly and want good things to happen to him in the long run or you just want a giant teddy bear to hug on a daily basis.
Ridley x Dark Samus: You're an incel who only got lucky.
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