[She doesn't really need to keep moving, because he sort of lost it as soon as he heard her make that sound and felt her tighten around him to an almost painful level. Almost, but not quite. It was enough to take what little control he had left and toss it out the window, making him take his hand away to grab at her thigh, needing to ground himself as his hips bucked up, body jerking as he came, mouth open and a garbled cry leaving him.
When she moved to lean over him, curl up against him, his arms were around her, one petting over her hair and the other smoothing over her back. He was still breathing heavy, still panting and coming down, but... holy shit. He'd just had sex. With a girl. Like, all the way real sex done and done.
Stiles Stilinski was no longer a virgin. And neither was Rachel. That was... awesome.]
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When she moved to lean over him, curl up against him, his arms were around her, one petting over her hair and the other smoothing over her back. He was still breathing heavy, still panting and coming down, but... holy shit. He'd just had sex. With a girl. Like, all the way real sex done and done.
Stiles Stilinski was no longer a virgin. And neither was Rachel. That was... awesome.]