The Opposite - Stiles x Reader

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Prompt: You arrived to Beacon Hills 6 months ago with Jackson, you’re now co-Alpha to the McCall pack. When you met Stiles you liked his sarcasm but after 6 months you began to grow feeling toward him. Situations arrive and you finally get the opportunity to tell him how you feel.

Warning: Smut, slight dom!Stiles, blood, violence and BAMF!

Notes: Stiles is darker than normal after the nogistune so if you thinks he’s OC don’t read.



You stormed up to the door of the loft, heels clicking as you walked. The boys were following closely behind you, the group consisting of Stiles, Scott, Liam, Isaac, Mason, Jackson and Cory. You slid the door open angrily, your glare set firmly in place as you stormed down the steps.

“Hale! Get your ass down here before I drag it down!” You screamed, standing in the middle of the loft. Your arms crossed as the boys shifted nervously behind you.

“Which Hale are you referring to?” You heard a gruff voice ask, you turned to look at Derek as he came down the spiral stair case.

“Your uncle.” You stated calmly as Derek moved closer.

“Can I ask why you’re looking for my uncle?” He responded, his ice green eyes boring into yours.

“Mason honey can you come here please?” You asked softly as you held your hand out waiting for his hand to be placed in yours. He soon placed his soft hand in yours you could tell he was nervous as you pulled up his sleeve displaying a hand print in the form of a bruise.

“He came to find Malia at the school but Mason told him she didn’t want to see him and he did this.”

“In all fairness I don’t need a human telling me what to do.” You heard a sickly sweet voice answer from the stairs. You let go of Mason’s hand and stormed at Peter but were grabbed by strong arms. You grabbed the arm and slung the person who you knew to be Derek over your shoulder. As soon as he was on the ground you placed heel firmly on his chest.

“Get in my way again Derek and I’ll make sure you don’t walk for a week.” You growled before taking your heel off his chest. Scott helped Derek up and moved out the way of you as you made your way to Peter.

You grabbed Peter’s shirt and threw him across the room making the boys move back out of the way. Peter’s back him the stone wall making him cough and whine on impact. You walked over to his winded body and dug your heel into his ribs making him wince. He tried to move your heel but you knew you were stronger than him so you held your ground.

“Touch any of my pack members again I will put my heel through not only your throat but you fucking balls too!” You roared showing your searing red eyes, hearing him whimper in response.

“Malia will talk to you when she’s bloody ready! You hear me?” You added digging your heel more into his ribs.

“Yes Y/N. Sorry.” Peter whispered softly nodding for emphasis. You took your heel of his torso turning around to the pack who stood there wide eyed including Derek. You held one figure up indicating one minute and you turned round again landing a forceful kick to Peters abdomen making him cough violently.

“And stop hitting on Melisa and Lydia. Melisa is with Chris and Lydia is with Jackson!” He nodded before you turned round again seeing Stiles and Scott gawping.

“That was so hot.” You heard Derek mutter making everyone turn to gape at him.

“Thanks handsome but you’re not my type.” You snorted softly making everyone turn to you.

“What’s your type?” Isaac laughed making everyone look at Isaac then you. You smirked at the boys who waited for your response. You had only been in town for 6 months your co-Alpha with Scott to the McCall pack. You liked Stiles but you knew he liked Lydia so you left it alone.

“The emotionally unavailable ones.”

“Nearly everyone in the pack has a girlfriend or boyfriend!?” Jackson gaped at me like I’d just said I was a homewrecker.

“I said emotionally unavailable not physically unavailable.” You snickered your smirk still firmly in place.

“So which one is it Isaac or Stiles?” You heard Peter mutter from behind you.

“I’m sorry did you just say you wanted your ass kicking again?” You growled turning your head to look at Peter who was starting to get up.

“Well it’s obviously Isaac. I mean I could understand rejecting Derek for Isaac.” Jackson snorted making your eyes shoot to Jackson.

“True I mean he’s cute, tall and strong.” Mason added.

You walked over to Jackson crossing your arms a glare firmly in place. He looked at you confused, unsure of your intentions. You looked at all the pack members before looking back at Jackson before smirking and making your way to Stiles who looked at you with wide eyes. You grinned before grabbing the bottom of his shirt lifting it up revealing a buff six pack with hair lining the way to his pants.

“Perfect height, cute, sarcastic and has a seriously illegal body. So what were you saying Jackson?” You smirked at Jackson before letting Stiles’ shirt fall back down, his blushing face stared at everyone in the pack as he tried to splutter out words.

“YOU LIKE STILES!?” Liam blurted out his face currently looking like a fish.

“Close your mouth Dunbar you look like a fish.” You sighed before turning back to Stiles looking him in the eyes before responding.

“Yes I do like Stiles but like I said emotionally unavailable. No offence Jackson but Lydia’s an idiot for not being all over that.” You heard Scott mutter ‘ew’ but everyone else seemed shocked by my confession.

“W-Who the hell said I’m emotionally unavailable?” Stiles stuttered softly.

“Oh so your available?” You responded smirking at him mischievously.

“Yeah but I mea-”

“Right pack meetings done if anyone needs Stiles he will be in my room for the next 24 hours. Don’t call unless anyone’s dead or dying.” You grinned grabbing Stiles’ hand before making your way out the loft hearing a few whispers of jealousy and confusion.

“W-Wait! Y/N shouldn’t we talk about this?” Stiles muttered as you reached his jeep.

“If you’d rather talk than have me sucking your dick then go ahead.” You heard Stiles groan as he opened the passenger door to his jeep for you.

“Fine. I like you Stiles, a lot. I mean I have si-”

“I like you too.” Stiles interrupted softly making your head snap to him so fast you felt dizzy. As soon as your head had turned through you felt warm soft lips on yours. Your head was spinning as his left hand made its way through you hair as his lips stayed still waiting for you to respond. You soon did moving your lips perfectly in sync with his. You pulled away when you needed to breath making sure to keep as close to him as possible.

“Take me home.” You whimpered your arousal slowly soaking through your blood red lace undies. The kiss wasn’t even that passionate but the way his lips fit with yours and the way his rough hands ran through your hair made your knees weak. He let go of you and started the car, his hand gripping the steering wheel enough to make his knuckles turn white. He was driving faster than you’d ever seen him drive which made you smile to yourself.

As you pulled up to your house you unbuckled and hopped out, Stiles following suit. You walked fast enough to get your there but not too fast that you looked desperate, even though you were. From the first moment you arrived from London with Jackson you had liked Stiles. You thought he was cute and loved his sarcastic comments. Eventually you started liking him more.

You go into your house Stiles slamming the door as he entered. He stride over to you grabbing your waist and lifting you up, your legs automatically wrapping round his waist. Your hands ran through his hair as his lips smashed against yours, his hands were gripping your waist so tight if you were human you’d likely bruise. Your fingernails dug into his scalp as his hands moved to your ass, gripping it firmly.

You felt your back hit the wall as Stiles started trying to move towards somewhere with a surface. He fumbled as he made his way to the stairs, using his hands to support himself on the wall as he walked up the stairs with you firmly still wrapped around him kissing him with so much vigour you almost forgot to pull away for air. You pulled away as he burst through your bedroom door, storming over to the bed throwing you on your bed roughly. He was stood at the end of the bed slowly taking his clothes off. You sat up leaning on your elbows as you stared at his now almost naked body. He crawled over to you, grabbing your heels off your feet and dropping them on the floor next to the bed.

Next he unbuttoned the top of your high waist black jeans leaving you in your red lacy underwear and a light grey cropped long sleeve top that had a ‘V’ stopping just above your belly button lines of matching colour lace criss-crossing across your cleavage. He sat up and looked down at your body.

“Fuck.” Was all he said before her was ripping off you top, you’d of complained if it wasn’t so hot. He threw away the ruined material away like it had offended him personally, my bra soon joining it. He was on your breast as soon as the matching lacy bra was thrown away, licking and nipping. You whined at his ministrations, his rough hands running all over your legs and every inch of you, except the part you really wanted him to touch.

“Stiles please…” You whimpered as he gripped your inner thigh tightly, his lips making tiny bite marks all over your abdomen. He looked up from his current task, smirking at the desperation in my voice.

“Please what baby?” He asked, softly kissing just above my panty line. You hip jutted up slightly but Stiles quickly held your hips down.

“Touch me.” You whispered biting your bottom lip.

“I am touching you.” He replied cockily, his bro raising in a silent challenge. You smirked slightly before looking him dead in the eyes.

“Touch my dripping wet pussy Stiles, please?” You whispered seductively, your hands fondling your breast as he stared up at you with lust filled eyes that were full of promises.

“Your mouth should be illegal.” He growled, his nails digging into your inner thighs. He quickly ducked his head kissing where his nails had just left crescent moons. You tried to arch into his touch but he held your hips firmly down as you writhed under him. He tugged the thin almost see through panties down and threw them to join your other clothes. He looked up at you then down at your very obvious arousal. You heard a small drawn out groan before his mouth was on your clit, kissing and licking.

“Shit!” You cursed, your back arching off the bed slightly. As soon as your back touched the bed once again he started sucking and nipping at and around your clit making you dig your nails into your sheets. Your claws started extending causing the sheets to rip under the force, a small growl leaving your throat making Stiles’ eyes flick up to you, still not stopping his task at hand. He looked into your now crimson red eyes, his brow arching as he continued giving kitten licks to your drenched pussy.

“P-Please.” You whined your lip trembling slightly at the powerfully pleasure building in your abdomen. He nodded and went back to his task, his tongue slid down your slit before he started tongue fucking you, you wanted to beg for more but the words wouldn’t come out anymore. He removed his tongue and went back to your clit suddenly feeling a finger enter you. You let out a strangled gasp as he pushed in a second finger and curled them, the action making you curl around his head letting out a small scream. His hand roughly pushed you down with his free hand, as his other hand and mouth kept working on your pussy.

You felt your orgasm nearing as he started working more on your g-spot his mouth suckling your clit roughly. You felt the end coming at you very fast, not allowing anytime to build, his finger started rubbing your special spot faster as he felt your walls clench around him.

“Oh shit! I-I’m cumming!” You screamed, your claws digging into his back slightly. You came harder than you ever had but he tensed as your claws dug in but he worked you down from your high. After you were whimpering and trying to get away from his tongue he pulled up and reached to touch his back, his hand pulled back and brought the hand to view. It was covered in a small amount of blood which made me sit up panicking.

“Oh my god, I-I’m so sorry!” You stuttered panic now reaching you completely.

“Don’t be.” Stiles smirked before grabbing you wrist, pushing you back and pinning them above your head. His mouth was on your neck before you could comprehend what had happened, one hand holding your wrist above your head and the other loosely around your neck as his lips mad it to yours. Your eyes widened at the dominant position, you knew he wasn’t a completely submissive person but seeing his like this was like seeing a beast unleashed and it did nothing but make you more turned on. Your lips were abandoned as Stiles pulled away to look at you.

“Don’t move from that position.” He spoke, his voice rough and husky.

“What will you do if I move?” You asked cheekily, biting your lip gently.

“I’ll spank you.” He replied quickly like it was something he’d say in an everyday sentence. His reply shocked you further but you nodded anyway as he pulled away. He stood up off the bed his arousal very evident as he made his way to his bag. He opened the front pocket and pulled out a pair of hand cuffs, you chuckled as you saw them making him look over at you.

“You know I could get out of them, right?” You snorted still moving from the position he left you in, your hands resting behind your head now.

“Is that so?” He made his way back to you quickly putting the cuffs on firmly but not tight enough to cut. You tugged the cuffs roughly but they didn’t break off which confused you so you tied again with all your strength but they didn’t budge. You looked up at Stiles with your eyebrows raised.

“Chris gave me them.” He smirked his hands sliding up my legs, painfully slow. He gripped your hips and flipped you over to your front making you squeak in surprise. His hands lifted your ass up in the air, before you could comprehend Stiles brought his hand down across your ass. You let out a gasp the sting of the slap going straight to your core.

“I told you not to move baby girl.” You pushed against his hand that was resting against your ass cheek, keening at his pet name.

“I’m s-sorry.” You whimpered as he massaged your ass, before another slap came down across the opposite cheek making you moan. You heard a chuckle from behind you so you sat up so you were on all fours now, turning to look back at him.

“Does baby like this?” He questioned, his eyebrow raise as his hand came down again harder this time. You let out a gasp before his turned into a desperate moan, you looked back at him wiggling your ass seductively at him which made him groan softly.

“Your own arousal is dripping down your thighs, dirty girl.” When he spoke you gripped the sheets, your thighs clenching together as you tried to rid yourself of the handcuffs.

“Mm Stiles fuck me…p-please?” You begged desperately as you tried to push back into him. You felt him moving round so you looked back to see him pulling his cock out. Your eyes widened as you saw his shaft.

“Jesus Christ! Is that even gonna fit!?” You screeched as you looked at the size of him.

“Do you want me to stretch you a little first?” He chuckled and he pumped his erection. You shook your head and pushed back needing some sort of friction.

“I need to get a condom little miss impatient.” He chuckled slapping your ass playfully.

“I’m on the pill.” You smirked making his eyes widen a fraction before he’s pulling your hips so his dick is pressed in between your ass cheeks. You giggle slightly before he pulls back and starts teasing your entrance. You bit your bottom lip to hold back from moaning. You waited 2 minutes before you got sick of his teasing so when he teased your entrance again you pushed back so his tip went in. His width alone made you gasp loudly, your claws ripping at the bedding underneath your cuffed hands.

“Shit! F-Fuck..” He swore his hands gripping my hips before he decided to push the rest of the way in. He pushed in gently, his hands moving to grip my waist as he finally bottomed out inside me.

“Oh god S-Stiles…” You gasped out when he was finally all the way inside you. You felt fuller than you ever had in your entire life, it was slightly painful but thankfully you were already extremely wet so there wasn’t much pain despite the size. After he gave you a minute to fully adjust he start moving, his thrust were slow and loving like he didn’t want to hurt me. After what seemed like forever you decided to take the initiative and began grinding roughly on his dick. You heard him groaned huskily, his hands kneading your ass.

“Harder.” You moaned as you grind against him. He hesitated for a moment before he gripped your hips and started pounding into you, his groans and panting getting louder with every thrust. Your moans had turned into screams and panting. He changed his angle and started violently hitting your g-spot.

“Hm-mm…I’m g-gonna cum…” You stuttered through the force of his thrusts. You started to ravel up tighter with every animalistic thrust, as soon as you couldn’t ravel any tighter you looked back at Stiles.

“S-Stiles.” You moaned looking at him as you came loudly, his eyes were hooded and lust filled as his thrust got harder yet more uneven. He bit his lip as he looked at you, you clenched around him still sensitive from your orgasm. As soon as you clenched round him his nails dug into your hips.

“Shit Y-Y/N…” He gasped as he came inside you. You could feel his got seed hitting your walls some falling from your pussy onto your ripped and crumpled sheets.

He flipped you over and got off the bed, grapping the key from his bag and a pair of joggers before quickly unlocking the handcuffs. He threw them on the floor then quickly pulling his boxers on. He ran out your room before coming back with a wet cloth. He wiped you down gently because he knew you’d still be sensitive then he grabbed your panties and slid them on for you before passing you his shirt. When he settled you both down both of you fell asleep pretty quickly.


When morning came you were extremely sore, but in a good way. Stiles was already up tapping away on his phone. You glance over to see angry birds on the screen.

“I’m hungry.” You voiced making him jump when he realised you were awake. He smiled down at you and kissed your lips gently, quickly forgetting about his games. His hands went to your sides pulling you into him.

“Mm as much as this is tempting I didn’t eat dinner yesterday.” You chuckled softly as he pulled away and kissed your forehead. HE let go of you and got out of the bed smiling. He leaned over and picked you up bridal style, placing another soft kiss on your temple this time. You smiled back throwing your arms around him as he made his way to the kitchen. Stiles set you down on the counter top before starting to grab things from cupboards and the fridge. You sat there admiring his naked torso and the way his sweats were riding low. They weren’t baggy joggers either they were those new kind that guys were a lot ‘skinny joggers’ so you could see the outline of his dick along with how tightly they fit on his lushes ass. He turned on the coffee maker and started frying some bacon when suddenly there was a massive bang. You looked at Stiles worriedly before you smelt the pack.

“So what’s for breakfast?” Scott exclaimed as he burst into the kitchen followed by the entire pack.

“What are you doing here McCall?” You growled sliding off the counter before Scott could answer you felt a strong hand grips the back of your neck. You looked back to see Stiles with a very pissed of face. He leaned down and pressed a rough kiss to your lips before pulling away and shooting a look to the pack.

“Go put some pants on.” He growled softly, his nose brushing against yours.


“Now.” His voice full of authority and dominance, you let out a small whimper before nodding and running upstairs to grab some leggings. You came back down to see Isaac and Stiles glaring at each other and the pack watching them silently. You decided to break it up, you hopped back onto the kitchen unit and made grabby hands at Stiles. He smiled at you softly before making his way between your legs.

“Okay so Scott your on bacon duty, Allison eggs, Kira make the pancake batter, Lydia coffee, Derek and Jackson pull the extensions on the table out and the rest of you see the table.” You ordered gently.

“What’s Stil- What the hell happened to you!?” Isaac screeched as Stiles turned around to grab the juice out the fridge. You glance at what Isaac was gaping at and stared in shock, there was dried blood over his back with 5 claws marks on each side of his back, from the middle of his back to his shoulders.

“Why what’s wrong with me?” Stiles turned to you and asked, his eyes widening slightly.

“Ermm well….you see…yesterday when we ya know….and you….ya know…I kinda got a little too…ya know…I might of made worse claw marks than I originally thought…” You stated awkwardly scratching the back of your neck awkwardly.

“You mean when I was-”

“DON’T YOU DARE!” You screamed before he could finish his sentence. Scott took a picture of stiles back and showed him. Stiles choked on his juice violently before be responded.

“I’m now thankful I cuffed you towards the end.” Stiles voiced, his eyes full of playful fear.

“You handcuffed her!?” Your eyes nearly fell out your head as you realised what Stiles had said.

“I also-”


“She did a lot of that too.” You gawped at him as you thought about a comeback.

“Says you!” You screeched back.

“At least I’m not the one who got aroused when I was spanked.” He sniggered as you turned bright red and everyone stared at Stiles not you. You chuckled softly as you looked at him now blushing.

“I think you made yourself look worse there.”

“Since no one else is gonna ask. How big?” Erica questioned leaning on the kitchen counter.

“You can’t ask shit like that!” Derek snapped, his hand smacking himself on the forehead.

“I’m sure you guy will ask about her tightness later so why not.” At that the boys blushed making you gape at Erica.

“They wouldn’t get an answer because her pussy is mine and no one needs to know about it but me!” Stiles snapped making everyone gape at him including you.

“Did he just…” Jackson gawked.

“Yep he did…” Lydia nodded, a smirk firmly in place.

“Oh my god…” Mason snorted.

“Who’d of thought Stiles would be the dominant possessive type.” Erica laughed loudly.

“I did.” You and Scott answered at the same time.

Once everyone got over the filthy word Stiles used they all got back to their tasks at hand. I was sat with coffee talking to the girls as the boys did most of the work for breakfast. We were talking about Allison and Scott when Erica stopped to ask me Stiles’ size again. You smirked and gestured with your hands his length then width. The girls started gaping at you like you’d told a lie.

“Jesus maybe I should’ve taken my chance.” Lydia muttered but as soon as she said it you started growling making everyone look at you then Lydia. Suddenly your head was yanked back and lips were placed firmly on yours. You recognized those lips anywhere you kissed back slightly awkward because you were upside down but it was still sweet. He pulled back and look up at the girls still stroking small circles onto my cheek.

“Sorry Lyds but now I’ve had a small taste of Y/N I’m never going back. Mm I’m staying over here tonight so don’t expect any sleep.” He growled before placing another kiss on your lips before walking off. You sat up and looked at the girls.

“Who’d of thought the bloody ADHD kid would have a side like this…”