Stydia Smut
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Lydia Martin has no idea why she agreed to de-virginize Stiles. Seriously, she doesn’t.
But it's the best decision she's ever made.
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- Part 1 of The Heisenberg Anthology
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Stiles thought he could get away with being a little shit around Lydia.
He was wrong.
Third story in the Heisenberg Anthology.
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- Part 3 of The Heisenberg Anthology
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Lydia was handling this whole post-sex-with-Stiles thing just fine, but then he had to go bring a peach into class and molest it with his mouth and, really, what's a girl to do?
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- Part 2 of The Heisenberg Anthology
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“If you’re bored, Stiles, you can always make me come.”
She says it in a light, airy voice, as if it’s not enough to make him choke on his own spit. Which, for the record, it is. When he looks up, he sees Lydia’s eyes tracing his biceps appreciatively as he continues to crank the jack. And seriously, bless his arms for making up for the twigs that he calls legs, because without them he’s pretty sure his girlfriend would be able to outlift him.
“I’m bored,” he says immediately, setting down the jack and moving to stand up.
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(Prompt: Stydia sexting.)
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- Part 7 of Stydia-fanfiction prompts
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Everything, for the rest of the night, is just natural. They naturally head back into Stiles’ room, where Stiles naturally hands Lydia a Beacon Hills lacrosse t-shirt with his name stamped onto the back. It’s natural when Lydia steals Stiles’ hairbrush and he asks her if he can help her, and he does, tracing it as gently as he can over the silky strands that are dripping water onto his plaid comforter.
And when Lydia falls asleep buried under Stiles’ duvet, folded inside of his arms, that’s the most natural thing they’ve ever done.
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He’s not graceful, or elegant. Of course, he’s slender and tall, Lydia is not blind. He has long legs and long arms, and long fingers —she’s sure he has long everything and that thought bothers her much more that she likes to admit.
He’s clumsy and awkward and a knot of nerves, so the thought of his long fingers should not bother her at all because Stiles Stilinski is everything but sexy, but it does. She crosses her legs and bites her lips, trying to maintain her focus because, seriously, this is getting stupid. She’s Lydia Martin, she can’t be possibly lusting after Stiles Stilinski.
He’s…. He’s Stiles, for Christ’s sake.Bookmarked by Nick_2000_Stydia
12 Jun 2023
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Stydia Smut (Stiles' fingers, mostly :-D)