#Ian bohen

[kymera219]

I am officially living for prince hair Ian Bohen

[charliesheartstopper]

Ian Bohen for Da Man Magazine

@takaraphoenix

[teenwolfpackincorrectcaptions]

Peter: Hey, I just want to make sure everyone here is OK with ending up in federal prison! Stiles: Uh, if it comes down to it, then yeah, I'll do it for Derek.

[dirtbagdefender]

[jessmalia]

Mal's Teen Wolf rewatch: Code Breaker (1x12)

[twdxtrevor]

Peter would absolutely be there stirring shit up

[fanficwritinggirl]

But daddy I love him (Ryan, Yellowstone)

“Come on, it’ll only be for a few hours. I can get you back before you dad even knows that you left,” his lips peppering her neck, making her head roll back and moan. “Please baby, I just want a few hours with you,” she scrunches her face up and she sighs at his pleas.

“I wish I could, you know I do. But you know what he is like.” Adeline Dutton loved her father, she really did; but if he were to find out that she was dating one of the ranch hands, he would lose his shit. Being the youngest had its perk, she always got what she wanted, always had her dad full attention, which was more than what she could say for her 4 other siblings. But as she got older, she wanted to do what every other teenager and young adult was doing, partying, drinking, sleeping around, dating; the attention she once ate up as a child was now a pain in her ass.

“Would it be the worst thing in the world if he found out,” his eyes now met her and her heart broke a little bit. Growing up, Adeline only really had one rule, do not ever be anything more than professional with the ranch hands or anyone who works with the Yellowstone. It had been easy enough for a long time, most of the ranch hands were old timers, like Lloyd or young assholes who knew nothing about how to be a cowboy. But let’s just say when Ryan showed up on the ranch just over a year ago, she said fuck you to that rule. For months they would look at each other from afar, never daring to do anything. It became a boring dance very quickly, so Adeline took the bull by the horns and took what she wanted, which was him. Ryan didn’t put up much of an argument, sick of the same old song and dance, so being the new guy on the ranch he took the late shift, putting tack away in the stables, which Adeline helped with so that they could spend more time together, stealing moments when they could. It was enough at the start, sleeping together in the small room in the stables, but as the months went by and their relationship progressed and intensified, they were now wanting more, especially Ryan who now wanted to show off his woman.

“Ryan, you know that he would kick you off of the ranch and then what,” he leans back on he knees giving her room to sit up and lean back on her elbows. Ryan shrugs, his gaze looking at his hands which were rubbing her legs.

“You could come with me,” his gaze meets hers and god those eyes did things to her. She hated this.

“Ryan,” she sat up fully, coming to her knees and taking his head in her hands, rubbing her petite fingers over his stubbled cheeks. “I love you, and you know what I would go anywhere with you, but what about my dad, he doesn’t have anyone, not really. Lee’s gone, his relationship with Kayce is still rocky, Beth is away doing whatever the fuck she does and let’s be honest Jamie is a massive pain in the ass. Without me he doesn’t really have anyone, and god I can’t stand the thought of him having this entire place and all these people but still being truly alone. It scares the shit out of me, Ryan. Really scares the shit out of me,” her voice breaks and Ryan shakes his head whiping the tears coming down her face.

“Hey baby, shh. It’s okay. I get it, it’s fine. I have you and as long as you love me, you have me, and I’ll do whatever you need me to do,” he lifts her head so he can look into her eyes. “You have me baby, in so many ways,” Adeline nods, wiping a tear away.

“God I feel like you are giving everything and I’m giving nothing in this relationship,” Ryan shakes his head, a smile painting his face.

“Trust me you give me enough, just in a different way,” Adeline gasps and shoves her hands into his chest pushing him back as he laughs.

“You are such a pig,” a smirk now playing on her lips as she looks at him. Grabbing her hand, she laughs as Ryan pulls her to him, her knees bending on either side of his thighs, sitting in his lap. She leans forwards, their noses meeting each other, her arms wrapping around his neck.

“I love you,” Ryan smiles.

“I love you too,” Adeline smirks at this, her hands running down his body finding the buckle on his trousers. She leans down to whisper in his ear.

“Let me show you how much I love you,” Ryan groans as she pushes him on his back and pulls her top over her head.

“ADELINE!,” her eyes shoot open, her mind groggy from a lack of sleep. Ryan moans next to her, a hand running over his eyes.

“ADELINE, ARE YOU IN HERE?” her eyes widen as realises the voice, her dad and Rip.

“Shit,” she shoot’s up grabbing some clothes.

“She’s not in here sir,” she hears Rip tell her dad.

“Well where else could she be,” her dad stresses, her heartbreaks a little. Ryan stumbles as he puts on his pants causing a noise. Adeline and Ryan look at each other, fear in both of their eyes.

“What was that?” A voice asks, Lloyd.

“Addie,” her dad voice is closer this time, footsteps coming closer to them. The door flies open revealing the two of them, thank god both of them had some clothing on, Ryan in his boxers, jeans on but not closed and she had Ryan’s shirt on and her panties.

Her dad face goes from shock to anger real quick.

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER!,” her dad grabs Ryan and shoves him into the wall.

“DAD!”

“JOHN!”

“SIR,” Rip and Lloyd move into the small room pulling at the older man away.

“DAD!” this time Adeline moves and pushes at her dad.

“John calm down,” Lloyd tells her father. Her hands move and takes Ryan’s face in her hands, looking him over.

“Are you okay,” she asks him, assessing him with her eyes.

“I’m fine baby,” he assures her, her relief is short lived when she hears Lloyd and Rip struggling to pull her dad back.

“YOU KEEP AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER, YOU HEAR. YOU ARE DONE, YOU HEAR, DONE.”

“Dad no.”

“Sir why don’t we all calm down,” Rip reasons.

“CALM DOWN, CALM DOWN. HOW AM I MEANT TO CALM DOWN WHEN MY DAUGHTER IS SLEEPING WITH ONE OF MY WORKERS,” Adeline shakes her head, stepping forward.

“Dad listen to me. I know you have always told me to keep it professional, to never do anything with the ranch hands but,” she looks over at Ryan who is looking at her with intrigue.

“This is more than just sleeping together and having some fun… I love him,” she looks at Ryan and smiles, he walks towards her and takes her hand.

“And I love her, Mr Dutton,” Rip and Lloyd drop their holds on him and watch the man carefully, not knowing what he was going to do next. John looks at the pair and sighs running his hand over his face.

“How much do you love her,” his gaze lands on Ryan, looking for an answer.

“More than anything.”

“And this is serious, you’re not doing this so you can say you have been with the bosses daughter,” Ryan shakes his head.

“No… I love her, I’ll love her till the day that I die,” Adeline looks at him with tears in her eyes, Ryan rubs his finger over her hand, smiling at her.

“And I promise that I will spend the rest of my life proving that I am good enough for her,” Adeline shakes her head and moves towards him taking his face in her hands.

“You are good enough for me,” she whispers before resting her head in the crook of his neck, causing Ryan to kiss her forehead.

John stares at the pair all not knowing what to say. Lloyd stand behind him a small smile on his lips as he looks at them, young love. Rip just looks at John not being able to anticipate what he was going to do next. Shaking his head John lets out a sigh.

“Well alright then,” before walking out the door. Adeline and Ryan look at Rip and Lloyd who were both shocked.

Untangling herself from Ryan she runs after her dad.

“Dad,” she comes to stand behind him just outside of the stable doors. Her dad stops, his back still to her.

“What does this mean?” John turns to her and looks at his baby, god when had she become so grown up.

“He’s a good man,” Adeline scoffs.

“Really, he’s a good man. 5 minutes ago you had him pinned up against a wall,” John nods, his head turned downwards.

“Yeah not my proudest moment, I will admit honey,” Adeline’s heart melts as the nickname, regret fills her.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about him. But I knew how you were going to react and I just… really wanted you to like him,” John nods.

“I do like him honey. He’s good for you,” John stands closer to her and puts his hands on her arms. “It’s just hard for me sometimes, to admit that you are grown up. But, he loves you, I can see that now and I just want you to be happy,” Adeline smiles at her dad.

“He makes me very happy,” John smiles at that.

“Then that’s all I could ask for,” Adeline pulls her dad into a hug, resting her head in his chest. John smiles, resting his cheek on the top of her head, just like he did when she was a little girl.

“Thank you dad,” pulling back John looks at her and nods.

Walking around the corner Colby and Jimmy stop as they take in the sight, the bosses daughter standing in nothing but panties and a shirt.

“Oh shit,” jimmy exclaims, causing colby to hit him in the arm. Adeline tenses realising what she was wearing. John shakes his head taking off him coat and wrapping it around his daughter.

“Go and put some clothes on, alright,” Adeline nods running back into the barn. Colby and Jimmy look at John, both shitting themselves.

“Morning, Mr Dutton,” Colby says awkwardly, his gaze on the floor as he lifts his hand towards his boss.

“You saw nothing, ya hear,” Colby and Jimmy nod.

“Saw absolutely nothing sir,” Jimmy tells him, his gaze off towards the mountains. John simply nods at the pair before walking off causing the men to let out a sigh of relief.

“What the hell was that?” Jimmy looks towards Colby who just raises his eyebrows and shakes his head.

“Absolutely, no idea.”

Jogging back into the stables, Adeline pulls her dad’s coat tighter, she was really starting to feel the cold. Lloyd, Rip and Ryan gaze turns to her as she walks towards them, Ryan immediately moving towards her, grabbing her and pulling her towards him. Adeline sighs, wrapping her arms around his neck and cozying her face into the crook.

“Are you okay?” He mutters into the side of her head as he pulls back to look at her. Adeline’s lips lift up as she nods.

“Yeah, I’m fine. A little cold though,” ryan chuckles taking in her attire.

“Well besides the coat, I think your outfit is perfect,” Adeline’s head falls back as she laughs.

“Well of course you would,” Ryan smirks pulling her closer again.

“Would someone please tell me, what the fuck is going on?” Rip explains from behind them causing the couple to turn and look at the two men. Lloyd smirks putting his hand of the younger man’s shoulder and looks towards Ryan and Adeline.

“Well you see Rip, it appears that these two love birds have been keeping their relationship a secret,” Rip shakes his head.

“I got that much Lloyd but I mean how long has this been going on for?” Adeline shrugs.

“A couple of months give or take, probably would have been longer if someone would have just made a move,” Ryan scoffs.

“I was trying to figure out how you felt, and hey I have no complaints about you pouncing on me,” Adeline raises her eyebrows.

“I did not pounce of you,” Ryan laughs.

“I vividly remember that it was you who pushed me against the wall,” Lloyd burst out laughing walking towards Adeline giving her a pat on the shoulder.

“Good woman, showing these boys up,” Adeline giggles putting her head on Ryan’s shoulder who is just shaking his head. The couples gaze falls to rip who is just staring at them. Adeline sighs.

“Rip, are you going to say anything?” A few moments pass before Rip simply walks fowards.

“Ryan I want you ready for work in 5 minutes, you’re already late. Adeline, please put some clothes on I don’t want any of them ranch hands looking at you, your father might actually murder someone today,” Adeline just shakes her head, silently laughing at Rip just being Rip.

“And Ryan,” the couple turn and look at him.

“Don’t break her heart, because it won’t be only her dad that would kill you,” and then he is gone. Ryan groans and his head falls back.

“I second that,” Adeline smiles at the older man who puts his hands on her shoulders and kiss her cheek.

“You really know how to bring some entertainment to this place, darling,” Adeline giggles, a smile on her face. Lloyd puts his hand on Ryan’s shoulder and just smirks.

“Good luck,” before walking out.

Letting out a massive sigh, Ryan yanks Adeline to himself, wrapping his arms around her, placing his head into her shoulder. Giggling, Adeline places her hand on his head and kisses it.

“You were shitting it, weren’t you,” Ryan groans.

“You have no idea, I actually thought your dad was going to kill me. My life flashed before my eyes,” Adeline cackles, kissing his shoulder.

“Well I think that you are off of my dad’s radar. I’m pretty sure you have won him over as well,” Ryan removes his head off of her shoulder and looks her in the eyes.

“Really?” She laughs at him, nodding and taking his face in her hands.

“He sees how much you love me, and how happy you make me. And that… that is all that he has ever wanted for me,” Ryan nods, leaning his forehead against hers.

“I promise Addie, that I am going to love you till the day that I die,” she smirks.

“That sound like something you would have in your vows,” Ryan laughs.

“Well someday I am going to make you my wife, but doesn’t mean that I can’t start making those promises now,” Adeline feels tears burning her eyes, one falling down her cheek. Ryan wipes the tears off of her cheeks and smiles at her.

“I love you,” smirking, ryan leans forward and gives her a peck on the lips .

“I love you too,” the two wrap their arms around each other and their lips meet. Ryan’s rough hands move down her body, running over her ass and to her thighs, hoisting her up into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pushed them again the wall causing them to both moan. Adeline wraps her fingers into his hair, giving them a slight tug causing him to groan, his head falling back.

“What the hell,” Adeline’s head snaps towards the doors of the stables seeing Colby and Jimmy now standing there.

“Oh for god sakes,” let’s just say, that this was just the start.

[bodybebangin]

[supercap2319]

Noah Stilinski: "Do you boys have anything that you want to confess?"

Y/N: "Okay, I confess! I had a threesome with Peter and Scott in your office twice. And Stiles let Derek fuck him in your bed."

Stiles: "DUDE!"

Noah Stilinski: "I was gonna ask who ate all the BBQ chips, but go on, Y/N."

[deliahale]

I love to see them together. They seem to have the best friendship.

[bullet-prooflove]

He fuckin’ up my headboard, so I’m on my knees like “Dear lord, please pray for me”

Tagging: @kmc1989 @trublu2u @yousigned-upforthis @queenslandlover-93 @ladychaos1525

Ryan doesn’t mean to break your headboard. He just needs a little extra leverage at the time. He has you on your knees in front of him, your palms gripping the wood, his cock buried in you. He loves this position tucked against him, his face is pressed into the curve of your throat. You drive him to madness most nights, his passion for you unrivalled.

He places his hand on the headboard, shifting his weight so he can hit just the right spot and that’s when it happens. The wood creaks, groaning under the additional pressure and suddenly the damn thing crashes to the floor, shunting the bed.

Ryan’s so stunned he pauses but you don’t, you keep fucking herself on his dick because you’re close, so fucking close he can taste it.

“Don’t stop.” You mutter as his palm comes to rest on the wall alongside of you.  “Don’t fucking stop.”

“You need my cock that badly huh?” He smiles, falling back into rhythm with you, his dick raking over that that sweet spot. “Don’t even give a fuck that we broke the bed.”

“Not when you fuck me this good.” You respond and that does a little something for Ryan, because he’s all about getting his girl off.

His fingers trail down to your clit, tracing light circles over it and you clench around him, gripping him so fucking tightly he sees stars. You come together, Ryan spilling his release inside of you and it’s perfect, the way it always is when he’s with you.

“You owe me a new bed.” You murmur as he cradles you close and he huffs a laugh into the curve of your throat.

“Alright honey.” He whispers, leaving a trail of heated kisses along your jaw. “We’ll pick out a new one just as soon as I’m done ruining you again.”

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[pretending-ican-write]

Cowboy Up - Pt.1 - Ryan x Dutton!reader

Um so I watched all of Yellowstone last week and as a result, my multi-year writer's block was broken by a need to see more of Ryan because I am obsessed with Ian Bohen. Idk how many parts this will have or how often it will get updated as I'm in the last few months of uni but I hope y'all enjoy!

Pairing: Ryan (Yellowstone) x Dutton!Reader (Kayce's twin sister)

WC: 1053

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Disclaimer: Beyond watching Yellowstone I have zero/little knowledge of Western riding and the ranching lifestyle but I do know horses so that has certainly influenced this! I'm also English so writing dialogue correctly for them is not my strong point! If you find any issues please let me know!

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The sun was just beginning to dip below the mountains and the cold was starting to set in when she joined him on the fence.  Neither of them spoke for a while, just looking out at the vastness in front of them, all that was theirs but came with so many conditions.  

Eventually she broke the silence, “so you told him?  How’d he take that one?”

Wordlessly he opened his shirt where the ‘Y’ was just starting to scab over, still red and angry.

“Motherfucker,” she swore, “this ain’t fair Kayce.  He doesn’t just get to do this.”

He shook his head, “dad does whatever he wants and there ain’t no consequences for him.  That’s why I gotta do this.”

“Shit man.  What’s Monica gonna do?  Besides worrying about you getting your ass shot in the desert miles from civilisation?”

Kayce chuckled, “beats getting my ass shot in the middle of Montana miles from civilisation.  She’ll be okay, her family will help and she’ll be a teacher.  Just like she planned.  It’s you I’m worried about here with dad and no one else to speak sense to.  ‘Cept Lee”

“Well I’m leaving, dad be damned.  I’m not gonna be a pawn in his power trip.  Gonna go see this godforsaken country and win it all so that when I come back he can’t question whether it’s where I wanna be,” she declared.

Her brother rolled his eyes, “you ain’t talking about the same him now.”

“I don’t know what your talking about,” she denied, staring out at the darkened mountains.

Kayce shoved her shoulder, “you can’t bullshit to me y/n.  That’s the one problem with being twins, ain’t no way to lie to me.”

“I’m just a kid to him, he ain’t ever gonna see me any other way if I stay here,” she admitted, “hell if I stay here no one will ever see me as anything more than his kid.  ‘S why we both gotta do this Kayce.”

He nodded, “no way to stand in the sun in this state, always gonna be a shadow.”

“When I come back I’ll be able to stand in sunlight so bright I’ll have a fucking halo.”

-/-/-

2 years later…

 Montana has its charms all year round, but fall has a particular appeal.  The leaves had started to turn, there was a chill in the air that only seemed to get  stronger and there was still a frost on the grass that the sun hadn’t hit.  

With the sun keeping the cold from their bones, the Yellowstone ranch hands were occupying themselves keeping their roping skills fresh.  Rip observed from the sidelines as the new hand struggled to keep up with Ryan who turned to lecture the kid about keeping his eye on the steer.  

Lloyd rolled his eyes when he missed the horns again, “you gotta try harder than that if you wanna be a wrangler!”

“He keeps pulling the damn steer too early,” the hand argued back.

Ryan glared at him, “don’t fuckin’ blame me for your bad skills.”

Before they could descend into an all out brawl, the group were distracted by the sound and sight of truck coming down the road.  They watched it pull up in front of the barn, trailer in tow.  A rare silence occupied them as they watched a young woman step out, adjust her hat then stare out across the ranch in front of her.

“Well I’ll be damned,” Lloyd muttered, “she’s back.  You fuckin’ know about this?”

Rip said nothing, but his face gave the answer.  The other hands who recognised her muttered between themselves about what she was doing back after so long.

The new hand leaned over towards Ryan, “who the fuck is that and why does everybody care?”

“That is y/n Dutton,” he answered without taking his eyes off of her.

“I didn’t know John had another daughter,” he responded.

Ryan shook his head, “hell kid you gotta lot to learn about this place.”

“She’s fuckin’ hot mind,” the hand murmered.

The older hand spat out his words, “you keep words like that off your tongue if you want to keep it.”

Lee stepped out of the barn and stepped around the truck to greet her, “the prodigal daughter returns.”

“I don’t see Beth anywhere,” she laughed bitterly, “but it’s good to see you Lee.”

He hugged her, “I’m glad you’re back.  Been a long time coming.”

“I came back for me, not for him remember that,” she turned towards the corral, “think I’ve given them enough of a show to explain it so they can pick their jaws up off the floor?”

He gestured for her to follow him towards where the ranch hands were all still quietly watching.  She strode over to the group, smiling at Rip who nodded back at her.

“Where’s that mare of yours?” He asked.

Y/n shrugged, “a champion barrel horse would be wasted on this ranch.  Sold her for more money than I’m ever gonna earn in the rest of my lifetime.”

“You ain’t rodeoing anymore?” Lloyd questioned.

“I did what I set out to do when I went on the circuit.  Saw this godforsaken country and won it all.  It’d get boring to win it over again,” she moved her gaze towards where Ryan was watching her, “ain’t no one gonna question where I wanna be now.”

Rip nodded, “afraid we ain’t got a horse to spare for you y/n.”

“I got that covered Rip.  Got one coming up tomorrow from a ranch in Wyoming.  Some fuckin’ old school boys who don’t know how to be nice to a horse they didn’t ruin,” she explained, “man’s wife broke it and now she’s dead ain’t no one gonna ride him gentle.  Figured he might stand a chance with me.”

Lloyd chuckled, “always were a soft hand.  Figured that’s how you won it all.”

“Guess that question that remains is, do you have a place for me?  Not in the house but here,” she clarified.

Lee looked at Rip then back at his sister, “I reckon so.  You gonna stay in the bunkhouse?”

“Oh fuck no,” y/n laughed, “I didn’t drag that thing all the way from Texas to sleep with these fuckheads.  It’s looked after me in worse places.  Think it’ll do just fine here.”

[baezen]

— ❝caught❞

pairing: ryan x f!reader word count: 1297 warnings: smut, nsfw [18+ only], masturbation, shower sex, unprotected sex,

summary: in which ryan's not going to let you get away easily

prompt: sixty-nine / public sex / pet play

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As Ryan exhaled he watched his breath cloud and dissipate into the cold air around him. Winter was no joke, the only thing that kept him going through the day was the promise of hot coffee and an even hotter shower at the end of the day to help thaw his body.

You arrived just before the snow stuck to the ground. You’d proven yourself useful more times than he could count, but he remembered every single instance. You hadn’t experienced a desolate winter yet, but despite that, the snow didn’t hinder you. A lot of hands had come and gone over the years, either the winter was too harsh for them to handle, or they’d been taken to the train station. Either way, you were determined to stick it out. To continue proving you were an asset to the Dutton’s.

You’d tried to fight the chemistry between you and Ryan, and at first he’d let you. He wasn’t convinced you were the real deal, that you’d stay. The connection was undeniable though, and one night drinking after a long day had seen you falter. You’d wound up kissing him, pulling him into one of the empty horse stalls in the barn. 

The kiss hadn’t happened again. You had been careful not to be alone with him. He was aware you were avoiding him. Honestly, he thought it was cute. Endearing. That you wanted him so much you didn’t trust yourself around him. 

So he continued to watch you from a distance, even if it drove him crazy. Your breath clouded around you as you helped unload hay. Technically, he was tasked with helping too, but he knew you’d find a way to get away from him. Even if his help would make the job a lot faster, he enjoyed watching you work. 

Instead, Ryan carried the bales into the barn and stacked them in the corner, sticking close but not close enough to make you skittish.

You couldn’t avoid him forever. You’d caught yourself stealing glances here or there, admiring the way his biceps and forearms flexed whenever he did a strenuous task. You’d caught him staring a time or two, but he was more obvious about it. He wanted you to know your feelings were reciprocated, but he didn’t make an effort to make the first move. The last time he had, you kissed him and ran away. You were sure he was expecting you to strike up the conversation or something, but you didn’t have the words.

The water pressure in the shower had seen better days, but the hot stream did wonders for your aching muscles and cold limbs. You heard Ryan’s laugh amidst the raucous cacophony of everyone else’s and slipped your hand between your legs to relieve some of the pressure. Fingers circling your clit as you braced your forearm on the wall, letting the water wash away the shampoo from your hair as your breath hitched.

A soft moan fell past your lips and you bit down on your arm to muffle the sound. Your ears strained to hear whatever Ryan was yelling about, imagining him instructing you to get off. 

Circle your clit. Apply pressure. Slip two fingers inside your pussy. 

His voice was like an aphrodisiac. You imagined him growling in your ear, pressed up against your back as his hands worked you over. 

You tweaked your hardened nipples, rolling your breasts in your hands. Hips jerking against nothing, thighs clenched together. 

“Fuck,” you cursed lowly, dipping your hand between your legs again. 

You were desperate for release, barely able to think of anything else. Your breath came quicker and you moaned again, biting your lip to stifle it. Your eyes were squeezed shut as you teased your nipple and rode your fingers, clit brushing against your thumb with each roll of your hips.

“Ryan,” you mewled, unable to help it. You moaned a little louder, clamping down around your fingers as your orgasm crashed over you. Your body shook and you whimpered as the shower curtain was pulled back, eyes wide as Ryan stared back at you.

His eyes hungrily drank in your body, how you still shook with the aftermath of your orgasm and did nothing to hide yourself. What was the point? You’d already been caught.

Before you knew what was happening, he’d stripped his shirt off and was working on unbuckling his belt. Your breathing was still hard, quick, and watching him strip had your body heating up once again. Slowly, you began teasing circles on your clit, watching with a heavy gaze as he continued to strip. His erection spring free, slapping against his rigid abdomen as he climbed into the stall and placed a searching kiss to your lips.

You groaned softly at the contact, his fingers replacing yours as his mouth muffled your moans. Your hands wandered to his hair, gripping onto the strands as his tongue pried your lips open and he let out a long groan.

“Tell me what you want, Angel,” he panted, forehead resting against yours as his fingers worked you over.

“You.” You breathed heavily. “Want you to fuck me.”

He groaned again as your hand slipped between your bodies, fingers wrapping around his thick cock and pumping him slowly. His other hand skirted up your body, cupping one of your breasts and tweaking your nipple. A delighted moan burst past your lips, one he didn’t care about muffling. 

He jerked his hips, hand grabbing your thigh and hitching your leg around his waist. You positioned his cock at your entrance, the thick head brushing over your clit before settling at your core.

“Take me,” you begged, angling your hips as he pushed into you and let out a string of curses.

“Fuck, Angel,” he groaned, peppering kisses along your jaw and nipping at your neck. Your hands tugged his head closer, arching your back so he could take a nipple in his mouth.

“Ryan.” 

You purred as his hips ground against your own. You dug your heel into his ass, his grip on your thigh punishing as he set a quick pace. The sound of your moans and slick skin slapping filled the communal bathroom. 

Your fingers tugged his hair, his teeth grazing your nipple. You gasped as he moved to your other breast, slipping his hand between your legs to circle your clit. His fingers were rough but nimble, working you over with expert precision.

You clenched down around his cock and he groaned heavily.

“Come on my cock, Angel,” he spurred you on, thrusts becoming harder and more frantic as he delayed his own climax. “Need to feel you come for me.”

“Ryan!” You shrieked, biting down on his shoulder to muffle your moans as your orgasm built and built and built until it came crashing down around him.

His hips were unrelenting as you rode out your orgasm, body shuddering and tightening around him. He grunted as his cock twitched, gripping his shaft by the base as he pulled out and coated your stomach with his arousal. 

You watched with heavy eyes as he continued to stroke himself, milking every last drop of his orgasm as his body shuddered. His next kiss was soft against your lips. It didn’t last long as someone started clapping, both of your heads peeking past the half opened shower curtain to see who the culprit was.

“Dang, that was hot!” Teeter hollered. 

“If you don’t want an audience, at least shut the bathroom door,” Colby said with a laugh.

Ryan flipped them both off and tugged the shower curtain across. “Sorry,” he apologised. “Heard you moanin’ my name and got a little excited.”

You barked out a laugh, pulling his head towards you for another kiss. 

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Peter: Are you having sex with Derek? Stiles: If I were having sex with Derek, do you think I'll keep quiet about it? Derek: You're not very quiet about it. The neighbors complained again.

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Ian Bohen

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