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Author: punk4life1315
Title: You Talk Too Much
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Cora/Stiles
Character/s: Cora, Stiles
Summary: It happened under the full moon when Stiles was starting to freak out over the gunshot wound in Cora’s arm.
Warnings: -
Submission Type: ficlet
Word Count: 260
Prompt: first times
Author's Notes: -
It happened under the full moon when Stiles was starting to freak out over the gunshot wound in Cora’s arm. It wasn’t healing and there was black blood running from it making him worry anymore. To shut him up Cora cupped Stiles’ face, ignoring the pain spiking through her arm and pressing their lips together in a rough kiss.
Stiles was speechless when they finally pulled apart. “Why-why did you do that?” He whispered, staring at the wolf with wide eyes, his heart pounding against his chest.
Cora smiled and continued towards Stiles’ jeep. “You talk too much.”
Stiles was frozen to the spot for several minutes before remembering Cora had been shot and ran to catch up with her. The ride to Deaton’s was a silent one, Stiles constantly looking towards Cora in confusion. He never even suspected she liked him.
It was weeks after the incident when Stiles brought it back up. They were alone in Stiles’ room researching the new big bad. “Why did you really kiss me?” Stiles asked, feeling his heart begin to race.
“Why do you think I did it?” Cora asked, not even looking up from the book in her lap.
“To shut me up,” Stiles replied. “But I’m sure there were other ways to shut me up. Many other ways, your brother tends to use some violence which seems to be a Hale-“
Cora shut him up with another kiss, this time it was gentler and she caressed his face as she pulled away with a smile. “You’re cute when you’re nervous.”
Title: You Talk Too Much
Rating: PG
Pairing/s: Cora/Stiles
Character/s: Cora, Stiles
Summary: It happened under the full moon when Stiles was starting to freak out over the gunshot wound in Cora’s arm.
Warnings: -
Submission Type: ficlet
Word Count: 260
Prompt: first times
Author's Notes: -
It happened under the full moon when Stiles was starting to freak out over the gunshot wound in Cora’s arm. It wasn’t healing and there was black blood running from it making him worry anymore. To shut him up Cora cupped Stiles’ face, ignoring the pain spiking through her arm and pressing their lips together in a rough kiss.
Stiles was speechless when they finally pulled apart. “Why-why did you do that?” He whispered, staring at the wolf with wide eyes, his heart pounding against his chest.
Cora smiled and continued towards Stiles’ jeep. “You talk too much.”
Stiles was frozen to the spot for several minutes before remembering Cora had been shot and ran to catch up with her. The ride to Deaton’s was a silent one, Stiles constantly looking towards Cora in confusion. He never even suspected she liked him.
It was weeks after the incident when Stiles brought it back up. They were alone in Stiles’ room researching the new big bad. “Why did you really kiss me?” Stiles asked, feeling his heart begin to race.
“Why do you think I did it?” Cora asked, not even looking up from the book in her lap.
“To shut me up,” Stiles replied. “But I’m sure there were other ways to shut me up. Many other ways, your brother tends to use some violence which seems to be a Hale-“
Cora shut him up with another kiss, this time it was gentler and she caressed his face as she pulled away with a smile. “You’re cute when you’re nervous.”