Summary: Dog Toy Pt 2
You don’t have to convince Stiles of anything but you still broach the subject nervously after school asking if he would be up for a weekend shopping trip for your dog. You figure this is the best and most obvious lie that he can use as cover around everyone to talk about the idea you two had been thinking of since last week’s bedroom confession.
“You got a dog? And you didn’t tell me?”
“Stiles…” You nod to him and he grins.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you got a dog; you heathen.”
“Stiles.” You hiss a little and nod to him again trying to convey he’s the dog you’re talking about. He just blinks and offers a smug smile.
“Do you really think I’d go along with what you’re suggesting; I don’t want to do any pet play; just restraint; maybe ropes if you’re not understanding the reason I like the thought of the collar… Maybe a demonstration?” He hums; his hand rests at the base of your throat as his smile darkens slightly.
“Next time maybe.” He pulls back kissing your cheek as Scott appears grinning at you after greeting Stiles and Allison who had appeared in the stands.
You decide to go on the weekend with him; there was a shop you’d found that was far enough out of town you wouldn’t run into anyone and if you did you knew it was for the same reason as you were there; to not be noticed and to keep quiet; if anything you could play the angle of having gotten lost on the way out of Beacon Hills.
-Stiles is grinning from his Jeep when he pulls up to your house.
“I just need to get the directions off my phone. What?”
“We’re not just going to Deaton’s?”
“Why would we go to the vet for a collar?”
“Well you were stressing the dog collar part of it so I assumed…” He chuckles a bit and you narrow your eyes.
”Wait did you think we were going to freaking Deatons to get an actual collar? Jesus no; I did more research that could actually choke you and I don’t want to do that.” Stiles looks slightly embarrassed and then nods.
“A bit; I just assumed dog collar; we’d go to Deaton’s.. Which now that I think about it is probably better I don’t like the idea of him knowing about my sex life…”
The rest of the car ride is silent besides you giving him a few directions.
“So obviously something black? But how do you feel about it being shiny…”
“Looks tacky.” Stiles wrinkles his nose wandering slightly farther into the store.
“No I’m not going goth.”
“What about a colour? Instead of black?”
“Not pink or white and the blue I saw looks kind of like the one Lydia’s dog has.”
“I think Prada’s collar looks adorable.”
“Well yeah but do you want to think about Lydia’s dog every time you look at me?” Stiles laughs when the look of horror crosses your face.
“I didn’t think it was that bad.”
“Y/N; Stiles hey!” Liam grins from the doorway before walking over.
“What are you doing here?”
“They have the best gear; way better than that hole in the wall in beacon hills; you have good taste. Oh leather; they have a great set of cuffs that go with this; here; Hey Angie; yeah the cuffs to match this. You’re an angel.” Liam grins offering out the mentioned cuffs which are a matte leather with a soft knit on the inside. The collar is the same; a plain black strip of leather with the faintest detailing in the stitching; a decorative diamond pattern on the edges.
“You should at least try the collar on; whichever one of you is.. Too big to be you Y/N.”
“Liam what the fuck.” Stiles finally registers and Liam just grins laughing.
“I can see why you want that; he’s a bit of a slow learner; something flashy might set him back years.” You’re about to say something else but Liam shoves something else into your hands winking and almost running towards the back of the store; you hadn’t explored that far and you don’t want to think about where he’s going and what he’s going to do; and before you even consider who he’s planning on doing it with you pay for everything thanking Angie and almost running to the car. Stiles thankfully is just as flustered as you are as he drives home.
With the morning put behind you and the growing realization of what’s sitting under Stiles’ bed as you both lounge on it waiting for his dad to leave for patrol.
Stiles huffs; and you can tell he’s fed up with waiting the minute his dad closes the front door. You watch the car pulling out of the driveway as Stiles pulls his own shirt off.
“What the fuck are you doing?” You tilt your head and he freezes.
“Putting what we got on?”
“You’re going to put it on?”
“Well yeah I thought-” He doesn’t finish trailing off as he catches what Liam had given you; what he hadn’t seen you buy.
“Did you buy a gag?”
“Yes; as much as I love your pretty mouth I want you to understand what I have over you.”
“And that is?”
“Everything.” you grin as he swallows leaning forward daring you to prove it.
You can see how flushed he is just from you having carefully put the collar on; it may have had something to do with you stroking his dick while doing it, but either way you know he’s just as excited to get the cuffs on.
“Will you be good? Or will we have to use this.” You nudge the gag you’ve left on the bed and grin when Stiles’ pupils seem to dilate further.
“Maybe we should; just to be safe…” He shivers when you move closer; straddling him to press your lips to his pulling him as close as you can to make out before you pull back.
“Tap my shoulder if you need it off.”
“I ca- i-ll -alk- nda….” He struggles around the gag and you can feel your face heating up.
“You look incredible like this.”
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