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Stiles and Lydia where wet from the rain, their red graduation robes were drenched and their caps held a small pool on the top.
“Stiles! Hurry up! It’s pouring!” Lydia was under the porch while stiles was in the rain dancing. “C’mon Lyd! We’re graduated! Have some fun!” Stiles ran to Lydia with open arms and grabbed her by the waist, she squealed. “Stiles!” She swatted his back, “You’re gonna drop me!”
“I will never let you go.” Lydia stopped, and looked at Stiles, she put Lydia down and he brushed his hand through her wet hair and stroked her face.
“You’ll never let me go huh?”
“Never.” Lydia nestled into stiles’ chest, “Tell me you love me.” She looked up at Stiles and he smiled. He picked her up and twisted her around and yelled at the top of his lungs.
“I LOVE LYDIA MARTIN!” Lydia and Stiles ran in the rain, they danced and kissed. “I love you Stiles Stilinski.” Stiles grabbed her face and kissed her. He kissed her neck up and down, his tongue moved in and out of her mouth. Stiles bit Lydia’s lip and kissed her more.
The rain was getting harder, “Let’s go inside. Maybe we could do something to pass the time.” said Lydia as she grabbed Stiles hand and guided him to the door to the house.
“Is your dad home?” Lydia turned on a few of the kitchen lights.
“He’s not, I think he’s with Melissa.”
“Great.” Lydia slipped off her gown and underneath was a skin tight, red dress. It was so wet you could see her nipples peaking through.
“God, you look so fuckable right now.” Lydia grabbed Stiles robe and geared him closer. She kissed his ear and whispered, “Then fuck me.” She kissed him on the neck and his jaw, his cheek until he got to his lips. She kissed him so vigorously she couldn’t take it.
“Take off your dress.” Lydia flicked off her heels, and gently took of the straps to her dress.
“Take off your shirt and pants.” Lydia and Stiles rushed into his room, but they couldn’t even make it that far, Stiles with his shirt and pants down to his jeans banged lydia against the wall.
“Of fuck, Stiles.” Stiles kissed her breast, she stood shirtless in front of him as her dress was ripped off of her. Stiles took off his pants and all he had on was his underwear.
“Take it off, Stiles take everything off.” Lydia ran into Stiles room. Stiles grabbed her by the arm and flung her onto the bed. He kissed her lips, his tongue glided in between her breast. Lydia moaned, she grabbed Stiles head and guided him to her pussy. He kissed her thighs and slowly went down on her. He grabbed her underwear and ripped it off, “Won’t be needed those!” He laughed.
“Stiles! Those were expensive!”
“Shit sorry, love.” Lydia laughed and she started to finger herself. “Just fuck me, Stiles.”
“You mean, like this” Stiles took off his underwear and pulled out his dick, he was hard. He started to jerk off until he started to cum. He put his dick in Lydia.
“Just like that!” She grabbed his pillow and tried not to scream. “Yes Stiles!” She yelled and screamed his name as he fucked her. Lydia got up and started to suck Stiles dick, he was so big that Lydia could barely deep throat him.
“Keep on suckin’ baby.” Lydia sucked him and cum fell on her face. She licked it off and swallowed it, she spit on Stiles dick and continued to suck him until he was dry.
“Fuck me hard, Stiles.” Stiles grabbed Lydia by her waist and put her on her stomach, he grabbed her ass and propped her up.
“You ready baby?”
“Born ready.” Stiles licked his fingers and started to finger Lydia, once she was wet he stuck his dick in her ass and started to fuck her hard.
Stiles fucked Lydia until they both were pleasured. They load on the bed, panting from exhaustion. Stiles wrapped his arms around Lydia and kissed her ear and then her cheek, and down to her neck. It was covered with hickeys.
“Uh, baby? How does your mom feel about love bites?” Lydia whacked him on the head, “Stiles! My mom is gonna kill me! I don't even have my makeup with me so I can't cover it up.” Lydia walked up to the mirror that was above Stiles dresser.
“What about a scarf?” Lydia examined the huge purple marks on her neck and her breasts. She made a worried face.
“A scarf? What are we thirteen? My mom knows that trick too well, I mean she even uses it!”
Lydia sat at the edge of the bed, her face had a worried look but she really had nothing to worry about.
“Come back to me, Lyds.” Stiles put out his hand and brushed Lydia's face. Lydia crawled into his bed and kissed the top of Stiles head.
“I love you, Stiles.”
“We just made hot sex! It was like porn but better! You better love me cause that was a lot of work!” Lydia laughed and stroked Stiles hair. Her fingers brushed through his dark, brown hair.
“We did just make hot sex.” Lydia sighed and flopped down onto the pillow hard. “It was really hot.”
“Get used to it, baby!” Stiles went on top of Lydia and kissed her everywhere. “Stiles!” They laughed together until Lydia slowly drifted off as they both settled down. Stiles watched Lydia doze off, he ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her softly. He whispered into her ear, “I love you Lydia Grace Martin.”