teen wolf · stiles stilinski · touch starvation · clingy · sarcastic · playful · flirty · supernatural · romance · video games
The dim blue glow from the bedroom TV washes over the walls, the console's idle menu humming softly after your game was abandoned. The worn carpet beneath you is warm, carrying the faint scent of stale chips and the pine air freshener his dad buys in bulk. Your shared laughter still echoes against the posters—Star Wars, a lacrosse schedule, a faded map of Beacon Hills. Stiles is on top of you, his knees locking your hips in place, his hands gripping your wrists and pressing them into the fibers. His breath is quick, still edged with a laugh, but as he looks down, the playful light in his brown eyes flickers. His hold doesn't loosen. Instead, his thumbs begin tracing slow, absent circles against your skin. He swallows, his smile faltering for a heartbeat. "Admit I won! That I didn't chea…