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*Isaac Lahey X
You 7:51pm
- The hell happened to your name?
Scotty McScotterson 7:55pm
- Stiles happened.
You 7:55pm
-Why don’t you change it back?
Scotty McScotterson 7:55pm
- Lost a bet. Gotta keep it this way for a week
You 7:55pm
- Could have been worse I guess
Scotty McScotterson 7:56pm
- We had a rule that the chosen name had to be clean
You 7:56pm
- Smart thinking
Scotty McScotterson 7:56pm
- Don’t be so surprised
You 7:56pm
- I’m not I was just saying
Scotty McScotterson 7:56pm
- Right sorry
About 15 minutes ago
Scotty McScotterson 8:12pm
- What disorder are you saying Macbeth had?
You 8:13pm
- I don’t even know yet! This is so not fair! It’s spose to be an English essay not a psych one!
You 8:14pm
- We could work on it together?
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Isaac stared at the screen...the message was received so why wasn’t Scott responding? Its not like he was asking him on a date, it’s just studying! Come on McCall!
Isaac had recently seen an interesting, um, “movie” that involved two guys studying for an anatomy test...maybe Scott had seen the same one...
Isaac focused on the sounds coming from the next room...Scott’s room. All he could hear was a steady heartbeat, no movement or typing. He gave up waiting for a reply, it was a stupid idea anyway. He went back to the ‘Intro to Psychology’ book he had borrowed from the schools’ library.
0_0
Scott sat in front of his computer focusing on his heartbeat, making sure it didn’t become erratic at Isaac’s suggestion of working together. The proposition made sense since they now lived under the same roof and they were in the same class. He really didn’t want or need Isaac noticing and questioning why it could make his heart race.
That was the inconvenient part about living with Isaac. He constantly had to control his own body in order to not give anything away. He also had to pay attention to Isaac’s breathing at night…not in a weird way or anything! He just wanted to make sure his new housemate was asleep before he could take care of certain urges. Covering up the smell - of his uh actions - was a whole other activity. He was surprised his mom hadn’t questioned his new and rather overboard use of incense. Scott figured it was all worth the extra effort. Being a teenage werewolf was complicated enough – he really didn’t need the other teenage werewolf to make fun of him.
So here he was sitting in front of his computer taking way too long to respond.
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Isaac gave up on his research and threw his pen across the room. In order to properly procrastinate, he decided to go have a shower instead.
He entered the bathroom and locked the door behind him. He took his shirt off and folded it nicely before placing it on the counter next to the sink. He still wasn’t quite at home in these new surroundings and felt like just throwing his clothes all over the place was somehow disrespectful.
After neatly piling his clothes next to the sink and touching as little as possible, he turned on the water and jumped in without waiting for it to warm up. Mrs. McCall had warmly accepted him into her home and hadn’t asked him for anything in return so he did what he could to minimize his impact on her utility bills.
After a turn under the water stream, he grabbed his bottle of shower gel - purchased at the dollar store- lathered, rinsed and was quickly done.
He turned the water off and grabbed the towel that had been dedicated as his. He ran his thumb over the soft fabric and smiled softly before proceeding to towel himself dry.
He stepped out of the tub, scrubbed his hair with the towel and looked in the mirror. Even wet, his hair still looked unruly. He had once tried to spike his curls with hair gel but the kids at school made fun of his new look. He had ran into the boys washroom and had washed out as much of the hard substance as he could before promptly admitting defeat to his curls.
Isaac wrapped his towel around his waist and grabbed his clothes in one hand.
On the way back to his room, he crossed Scott in the hallway.
Both boys froze. Isaac was looking at the laptop Scott was clutching and Scott was trying really hard not to focus on the drop of water that had dripped off of a wet ringlet that graced the other werewolves’ head. The drop was now obscenely making its way down the hard collar bone and heading south towards the –
“Scott!”
Scott blinked into focus and looked at Isaac.
“Dude, I think you’ve been studying to hard, did your brain melt?”
“What?” Scott had no clue what was happening or if Isaac had noticed that his pants had gotten a little tighter so he figured going with the melted brain option was the better choice.
“I asked if you were going downstairs to work on the essay?”
“Oh yeah, I mean, no… I responded to your message but you didn’t get it so I figured I would just come over to your room and we could work together.”
“I was in the shower…couldn’t you hear the water running?” Isaac raised a perfect eyebrow to punctuate his question.
“Hate to break it to you, but I have better things to do than listen in to your every move,” Scott replied without bite and walked into Isaac’s room.
“Do you mind if I put some clothes on first?”
“Right.” Scott walked back out of Isaac’s room and turned so his back was on the wall beside the door. Isaac walked past him and softly hit his door so it was semi closed. He quickly put on pj pants and told Scott to come in.
Scott sat cross legged on Isaac’s bed and placed his laptop in front of him. “What are you doing?” He asked when he looked up and noticed Isaac going around in circles.
“Trying to find my pen,” the beta replied.
“I keep telling you to get a laptop!”
“And I keep telling you, I prefer to do my essays old school style.” He really didn’t. He couldn’t afford a laptop so he had to content himself with writing things on paper then sneaking off to the library to type them up before handing them in.
It was annoying but it also seemed to annoy Stiles who accused him of being all mysterious so at least there was a silver lining.
Isaac threw his hands in the air and gave up on finding his pen.
“How do you only own one pen?” Questioned Scott.
Isaac bit his lip to stop himself from yelling that money didn’t grow on trees. Mrs. McCall already housed and fed him; he didn’t want to abuse her charity by asking for supplies. She practically had to force the scarf on him when she bought it…the simple gesture of motherly love made it one of his most prized possessions.
Scott scooted over on the bed and patted the freed spot beside him. “Come on, we can focus on research first, unless your plan was to write an essay without any information.”
Isaac’s eyes went from his borrowed book to Scott’s laptop. Scott pretended not to notice.
Isaac took his place beside Scott who had Wikipedia open. Scott focused on feeling the heat coming from the laptop instead of the heat coming from the shirtless guy sitting beside him.
“I thought the teacher said we couldn’t use wiki," Isaac pointed out.
“How will she know!”
“Aren’t you trying to be a model student this year?” Isaac teased.
“It’s Wikipedia! I don’t know what the big deal is. It has sources at the bottom and everything!”
Isaac raised an eyebrow.
“Ok smart guy, how would you like to research information?”
“Just type Macbeth disorders in Google, I’m sure something will come up.”
After a considerable amount of bickering on how exactly to research, they had what they deemed was enough information and were ready to write their essays. Scott had to go get a pen from his room for Isaac.
Isaac sat at his desk twirling the pen around his fingers while Scott slowly typed away.
“Does that uh always happen…I mean when you look at um guys...is it a thing?” Isaac asked without looking at Scott.
“Huh?” Scott looked up from his laptop. Isaac awkwardly looked from Scott, to the hallway, to the towel he had been wearing. Oh shit, Scott though, he did notice!
Scott decided to play it cool. “A thing?” He questioned back.
“Um, are you...” Isaac toed around the question.
“Gay?”
“Yeah?”
“Would that be so wrong!”
“Nothing wrong with it. It would be pretty hypocritical of me to think there was,” Isaac replied, still not looking at Scott.
“Wait, what? You’re…” Scott couldn’t get himself to actually say it.
“Some alpha you are,” Isaac said, looking at the pen. He really didn’t know why he was randomly admitting this.
“Well its not like there’s a specific scent...” Scott tried to justify his ignorance.
Silence.
“Does Danny know?” Scott asked, feeling mighty awkward.
“Cause he’s gay too? Yes we have membership cards to the underground gay scene.” Isaac bit back.
Scott couldn’t figure out if he was lying.
“Omg! I’m kidding! There is no underground gay scene! Not in this tiny town anyways. It’s actually a lot more of an open gay scene, with all the raves and everything.” Isaac mentally told himself to just shut up.
“Right...so how do you know...for sure?” Scott bit his lip.
“That I’m gay?” Isaac finally looked towards Scott. “I like guys. I don’t like girls. Pretty straight forward.”
“Right…but like…how...what if…how would someone know if they liked both?”
“I don’t know! Go kiss a guy see what happens!” Isaac was getting a little exasperated and highly annoyed at himself for starting the subject.
“...can I kiss you?”
Isaac froze. The question had come out in nothing more than a whisper but of courses Isaac’s werewolf ears had no problem hearing it.
“You can say no.” Scott had no idea why he was asking this.
“Yeah, sure.” Isaac replied, thinking …ok he wasn’t trying to think too much about what was going on.
He got up and walked over to the bed to sit beside Scott.
Scott closed his laptop and placed it on the floor. What had he gotten himself into?
Isaac sat up straight, took a deep breath and turned towards Scott. He cupped the alpha’s face with one hand, closed his eyes and pressed his lips against the other boys’.
Scott closed his eyes in return and marveled at how Isaac’s lips felt rougher than most girls. It wasn’t unpleasant…on the contrary…Scott felt the strength of the hand holding his face rather enticing. He tentatively placed his hand on Isaac’s exposed back. This caused Isaac to arch closer to Scott, so Scott brought his other hand to the boys back and felt the muscle under his fingertips.
Isaac brought his hand to the back of Scott’s head, entangling his fingers in the short hair. His other hand was against the bed, holding himself up to keep some distance in between him and Scott. The last thing he wanted was to push things and have Scott ask him to find another place to stay.
When he felt Scott drag his fingers down his back towards his ass, he moaned in the kiss.
In need of air, Isaac broke the kiss and opened his eyes. Scott’s opened eyes revealed bright red irises.
The alpha was panting and before he knew what he was asking for he whispered: “More.”
Isaac returned to the kiss, shifting his position to straddle Scott.
Scott wondered why Isaac was still keeping a distance between them when he felt the beta’s hand move down his back and apply a small amount of pressure to urge him to lie down.
Scott soon found himself on his back, his shirt pulled halfway up his chest, his hand in a mess of curls while Isaac licked and kissed his way around his abs.
Scott could feel his erection, hard against his boxers. He was happy for the layer separating him from his the zipper of his jeans. The feel of Isaacs’s hand going up his thigh had him twitching.
When he felt Isaac stop worshipping his abs he looked down. He saw his friend look up, hand hovering over his jeans and a question in his eyes.
“Please,” Scott whispered again.
Isaac let his palm down, applying an upward pressure on Scotts shaft.
“Oh god!” Scott definitely didn’t whisper. “Please!”
“Please what?” Isaac replied, his voice was mixed with lust and amusement. Scott looked down again to see Isaac’s crooked smile.
“Please touch me!”
“Technically, I am,” Isaac responded, palming Scott through his jeans again.
“For f- stop being such a smart ass! I need you to…” Scott didn’t finish his sentence. Partly because he wasn’t quite sure what he was asking for but also because Isaac was finally undoing his jeans.
“Tell me,” Isaac worded, mouth so close to the tip of Scotts’ cock that he could feel the vibrations in the words. “Tell me, have you ever done any of this with a guy?” The vibrations from the words caused Scott’s cock to twitch and softly hit Isaac’s closed lips. Scott moaned.
“No, never.”
“Are you sure you want me to keep going?” Isaac tried to keep confidence in his voice as he asked this but a small amount of worry seeped through.
“Please Isaac…I want it to be you first.”
“First? You planning on doing this with other guys?” Isaac dragged his tongue from the base of Scott’s cock to the tip.
“Oh fuck, no! Just you. Only you. Please!” Hearing the alpha beg sent a primal shiver through Isaac’s body.
He wrapped his mouth around the throbbing cock and flattened his tongue against his shaft. He applied pressure before starting to pump up and down. He paused from time to time to twirl his tongue around the tip, just to hear Scott gasp.
Scott’s grip on the bed sheet became frantic. His head titled back as Isaac started to increase the speed and pressure of his movement.
“Fuck. Isaac! ISAAC I’m gonna…” Isaac released Scott’s cock just in time for the stream of cum to shoot out and fall across the dark skin.
Scott kept his eyes shut tight as he tried to regain his senses. Isaac remained haphazardly positioned over Scott, trying to sear the deep scent into his memory.
Isaac was the first one to hear Mrs. McCall’s car.
“Go shower!” He yelled out. This snapped Scott back into reality. The dark haired werewolf only then noticed the hard, thick bulge under Isaac’s pjs.
“What about you?” He asked, feeling guilty for haven been so wrapped up in his own pleasure, he hadn’t touched Isaac.
“Your mom is home! Go jump in the shower before its too late!” Isaac sat up to let Scott go.
Scott ran out of the room and left Isaac behind, palming his erection through the rather thin fabric.
What had just happened?