One of those things Maya's been aware of is where people's attentions are. It was just a natural trait of sirens, she guessed, she knew when guys were checking her out, when girls were waiting for a guy to call, guys smitten by girls that will never see them. So she was aware that when she had Stiles without Lydia, he was interested. And if Lydia was around, Maya suddenly was invisible. But she didn't carry any grudge, she couldn't sense much interest being returned, so she wasn't hurting either of them if she made a move. And if Lydia was the type of girl to get mad that Stiles found someone else, that's even worse.

Maya's eyes were smiling as she broke Stiles's ability to talk with her efforts she stepped in close to him and pressed her face into his neck and shoulder. She wanted very much to kiss him right now but that wasn't really an option as things stood. It was unfortunate, but until he trusted his own feelings enough she didn't need her gag in.

Her free hand moved his pants and boxers down his legs as she gently pumped his shaft, stopping occasionally to run her thumb over the head. She glanced up at him and flicked her eyes over to the bed hoping he was aware enough to see the suggestion. Not that she had much problem continuing right then and there.