[ there's some part of her that's thinking "that should hurt", all that grinding. it's different than when she's, you know, female. there's different things in the way, and her junk is pretty unyielding at this point. but it just feels god, it's just the hard friction of Stiles and denim, and some part of her wants to reach between them and figure out how the hell that's working out so well, but the rest of her doesn't care, she just likes it. and she kind of likes that her hands are bigger now, that she can get more of a handful of Stiles' ass. it makes her grin, in a pretty filthy way, a grin that turns into a laugh once his hands go for her boobs and come up empty.

she tips her head back against the door, breaking the kiss, then ends up tipping her face to the side so she can still look at him anyway. with her sort of shimmied down the door a bit, they're eye level now, which is nice. makes it hard not to just rush back in for more kisses, but she's managing. even though her hands haven't stopped pulling him in against her ]

Learning experience, right? [ dumb, well-kissed smile yep ] Now I know I can grind like crazy on you without it hurting. And now you know you don't exactly hate kissing someone of the same sex. ..Sort of. Physically the same sex. [ she's leaning in to steal another kiss, rocks her hips up against his ] That's kinda hot, Stilinski.