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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Isaac_Lahey, Scott_McCall/Theo_Raeken, Stiles_Stilinski/Malia
      Tate, Lydia_Martin/Jordan_Parrish, Ethan/Danny_Mahealani, Melissa_McCall/
      Sheriff_Stilinski, Cora_Hale/Kira_Yukimura, Vernon_Boyd/Erica_Reyes,
      Traces_of_Camden/Derek, Onesided_Peter/Isaac, Brett_Talbot/Liam_Dunbar/
      Mason_Hewitt/Hayden_Romero, Liam_Dunbar/Brett_Talbot, Mason_Hewitt/Brett
      Talbot, Liam_Dunbar/Hayden_Romero, Brett_Talbot/Hayden_Romero, Isaac
      Lahey/Scott_McCall, Derek_Hale/Peter_Hale, Peter_Hale/Isaac_Lahey
  Character:
      Scott_McCall, Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale, Peter_Hale, Cora_Hale, Malia
      Tate, Papa_Hale, Talia_Hale, Isaac_Lahey, Mama_Lahey, Mr._Lahey, Camden
      Lahey, Vernon_Boyd, Erica_Reyes, Lydia_Martin, Allison_Argent, Kira
      Yukimura, Theo_Raeken, Ethan_(Teen_Wolf), Aiden_(Teen_Wolf), Jackson
      Whittemore, Sheriff_Stilinski, Melissa_McCall, Deucalion_(Teen_Wolf),
      Chris_Argent, Matt_Daehler, Liam_Dunbar, Danny_Mahealani, Mason_Hewitt,
      Brett_Talbot, Lori_(Teen_Wolf), Hayden_Romero, Jordan_Parrish
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha/Omega, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alpha/Beta, Knotting, Camden
      Lahey_is_Jordan_Parrish, Dirty_Talk, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Vaginal
      Sex, Blow_Jobs, hot_werewolf_intercourse, Foursome, Threesome,
      Masturbation, Mutual_Masturbation, Masochism, Sadism, Bondage, possible
      mollester_Peter, Flashbacks, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat, Surrogacy, Domestic,
      Threesome_-_F/M/M, Threesome_-_M/M/M, sharing_a_toy, Brett_with_a_daddy
      kink, Oral_Sex, Oral_Fixation, Begging, and_more_shit_I_can't_think_of_rn
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-21 Updated: 2016-01-11 Chapters: 11/? Words: 19149
****** Collect the Stars ******
by Tezzieh
Summary
     Werewolves are highly sexual creatures. It is only small wonder that
     Beacon Hills hides a lot of naughty secrets. Pull up the curtain and
     discover the struggles that hide under the thick fog of pheromones.
     In which Scott forms a true pack, Malia becomes a surrogate mother,
     Brett has a daddy kink and Parrish hides a bit too much.
     Isaac discovers everything is connected and connects himself to
     Derek.
***** Impact *****
Ten years prior -
 
Talia Hale and Molly Lahey looked on as their sons played in the yard. Derek
chased Camden around with a water gun. The older boy laughed loudly, his honey
curls bouncing on his shoulders. Derek laughed along and set to assaulting his
best friend with cold water. “Mummy, I want to go play as well.” Isaac tugged
at his mother’s summer dress. Molly smiled and kissed her youngest on the
forehead before putting him down. Isaac giggled and dashed off, his white blond
curls dancing in the slight breeze.
 
Richard Lahey and Collin Hale looked on as their sons played in the yard.
Camden chased Isaac and Derek chased Camden. The three of them laughed in
unison. It was a lovely sight… And yet, both men were tense. Richard leaned
back in his chair, took a swig of his beer and gave Collin a suspicious look.
“Tell me Hale, what is between Camden and Derek.” He demanded gruffly. Collin
frowned at him. “They are best friends, is that so wrong Lahey?” He growled,
having half a mind to flash red eyes at the dumb cunt, but he knew his wife
would not appreciate that. Thereby, he had his own worries. Camden had flashed
orange eyes at Derek not five minutes earlier and Collin was far too occupied
trying to figure out what that meant.
 
Camden caught up with Isaac and lifted the boy high up in the air. Isaac
giggled and clawed his small hands towards Camden’s face.Derek dropped his
water gun and put an arm around Camden’s shoulder. Isaac cheered loudly and
extended his arms to Derek. Camden slowly handed his little brother over. Isaac
giggled louder and nuzzled his face in the nape of Derek’s neck. His small
fists clung into the cloth of Derek’s henley and a content smile sat on his
face. When I am big like Cammy, I will marry Derek. He thought to himself.
 
Eight years prior -
 
Isaac sobbed as his mother’s hand slowly slipped from his grip. “Hush, baby
mine. Mummy is going to a better place now. I will watch over you from the
heavens. I’ll be your guardian angel.” Molly cooed. Isaac shook his head. “No
mummy, you can’t leave!” He cried out. His mother smiled a last smile, her eyes
lighting orange briefly before they closed. Isaac pressed himself against her
quickly coldening body and cried all his tears.
It was Derek who lifted him up and carried him out of the hospital, to Camden’s
rickety old Frod. Both boys were equally tense. Isaac cried into Derek’s shirt
and Derek’s tears fell into Isaac’s hair. Camden and Derek exchanged a look,
Derek’s eyes flashing blue and Camden’s flashing orange.
Derek looked at Isaac, sleeping in the backseat. He feared for Camden and for
Isaac, because he knew Mr. Lahey had caused his wife’s death. I will protect
you with my life, both of you. Derek vowed in silence.
Six years prior -
 
“Thanks for the ride Derek.” Camden muttered quietly. “Don’t worry about it
Cam...” Derek replied softly. “I’d just hoped you’d change your mind.” He
sighed. Camden shook his head, his curls dancing. “I have to leave, before I
kill the old man, Derek!” He called out. “But what if your father kills Isaac!”
Derek yelled in return. He saw that that stung. “Protect him Derek, please,
shield him from the worst harm.” Camden practically begged. Derek pressed his
lips together in a thin line and nodded. “I’ll try.” Derek said, fearing he
wouldn’t be able to. He hadn’t been when Paige needed him.
“Farewell, my friend.” Camden pulled Derek in for a hug. Derek hugged back
awkwardly, patting Camden on the back. When the older teen pulled away, his
eyes were burning orange and teary. “Don’t forget me Derek.” He whispered. He
leaned in to kiss Derek on the lips and ran away, leaving Derek behind, very
confused.
 
When Derek returned home with Laura, all he found was ash. He couldn’t bring
himself to go see Isaac. He needed to go away from Beacon Hills, as far as he
could.
 
Four years prior -
 
Camden was dead. It seem surreal. It felt surreal even when Derek ran his
fingers over the oak wooden coffin. Even from across the funeral hall, he could
hear Isaac sob while his father threatened to lock him in the freezer if he
didn’t stop crying like a sissy. Derek turned on his heels and headed for where
Isaac said. “My condolences on the loss of your son and brother.” He said, a
bit too gruffly. Isaac looked at him, all bleary eyed. The boys hair had
darkened to become the same honey shade as Camden’s, Derek saw. But Isaac had
beautiful ocean blue eyes, where Camden’s eyes had been almost lime green.
Derek felt guilty, he’d promised Camen he’d look after Isaac. But he hadn’t and
here the boy was, barely fourteen and already terribly messed up.
 
Two days prior -
 
With a single roar, Derek scared off the Omega and walked over to the freshly
dug grave. “Need a hand?” He asked. He could see fear and admiration in those
ocean blue hues and he once again felt so sorry for not keeping his word. But
he’d make it up now, he’d give Isaac the power to protect himself.
He pulled Isaac out of the grave and watched as the teen dusted himself off.
“T-thanks...” Isaac mumbled, staring a hole in his converse. “Don’t worry about
it Isaac.” Derek replied gently. The boys head snapped up. “Wait! …. You’re D-
Derek Hale. Cam’s friend!” Isaac cried out at Derek, surprising even himself
with his boldness. Derek nodded. “Yes, and before he went to war, I promised
him that I’d look after him. But I neglected that promise, due to ….” Derek
didn’t want to talk about the fire. “It is time I keep good on my word. I can
help you become stronger Isaac.”
 
Time of impact -
 
Isaac rushes down the stairs to the abandoned train warehouse, like Derek told
him. “So, you came?” Derek’s lips twist upwards into a vague semblance of a
smile. Isaac nods. “My answer is yes. I want the bite.” Isaac sounds very
determined. Derek’s eyes light up red. “Very well, come here.” He rumbled.
Isaac comes over without hesitation. “Take off your jacket and shirt. I don’t
want to ruin them.” Derek orders.  Isaac hurries to obey, dropping his thick
jacket to the dusty floor and pulling his shirt up over his head.
Derek gives the teen a one over. The boy is bruised and battered. But he is
also filling out, Derek can see the boys sports. Derek pulls Isaac closer by
his belt loops, the boys body flush against his own. It causes Isaac to whimper
a little. Derek rumbles deep inside his chest and leans over. His teeth sink
into Isaac’s soft skin with such ease that it almost arouses Derek. Isaac
clenches his jaws to muffle an outcry in pain, but doesn’t quite succeed. The
mangled whine that pushes past his teeth makes Derek pull away.
Isaac stumbles, falling against Derek. “I feel faint...” He whispers. Derek
nods. “That can happen...” He mumbles quietly. He steadies Isaac firmly and
looks at the boy. ”Just faint?” He asks. “Yes, just faint...” Isaac lies.
“Alright, in that case I’ll bring you home.” Derek decides to take the lie for
now.
 
Derek pulls over in the Lahey residence driveway. “Your father is not home.
You’ll be fine.” He says. Isaac shakes his head. “I don’t want to be alone… Not
now.” His fists clench around the sleeves of his jacket. Derek sighs. “Very
well, I’ll stay until your father comes home.” He says. Isaac smiles
hesitantly. “Thanks.” He mumbles, getting out of the car and fishing his house
keys from his pocket. Derek follows after him, into the house. He still
remembers coming there when Camden was still alive.
The Alpha takes in the scent as he trails up the stairs, following behind his
new beta. Fear and anger mixed together into a nauseating blend of
disturbingness. “I pity you Isaac.” Derek says. “I know you do, that is why you
bit me.” The teen responds. “No, I bit you because I promised Camden I’d
protect you. I failed him for six years, but no longer!” Derek sounds oddly
determined. Isaac falls down on his bed, outing a mangled groan as his wounded
shoulder hits the sheets. “It hurts, don’t it?” Derek sits down in the chair by
the desk. Isaac nods. “Of course it does, you bit me, you ass.” He manages to
sound sarcastic again. “Well, at least you are honest again.” Derek smiles
wryly. “What?” Isaac frowns at him, confused. “You lied before, just faint you
said.” Derek replies. “How do you know I lied?” Isaac asks, blinking at Derek.
“It is a thing we werewolves can do. People’s heart rates pick up when they
lie. Your heart is steady, you tell the truth.” The answer comes. Isaac nods,
understanding. “I can’t wait for it all to take effect.” He groans. “Be
patient. When you wake up in the morning, the world will be brand new.” Derek
promises. Isaac nods and nuzzles into his sheets, letting pain and tiredness
overtake him.
 
***** Day of Death *****
Chapter Summary
     The connection starts blooming
Chapter Notes
     Thanks for all the kudo's and the comment. Keep em coming and I'll
     keep writing!
His whole world is new, just like Derek had said. Everything was stronger. The
scent in his house, he can smell how his father’s anger laced with his own
fear. It makes him sick to his stomach and the feeling of his own acids in the
back of his throat overwhelms him so much that he throws up, noisily so. The
taste of how own vomit makes him cringe more than ever before. It scared him a
little. But he wipes his mouth, packs his bags and goes to school.
Sounds are a thing! They already were, but not like this. Isaac can hear people
whisper to each other as he walks into the school. He heard the fabric of
Danny’s jeans creak as the boy sits beside him in class. The birds whistle
louder and the teacher writing on the chalkboard is like a car riding through
gravel.
But sights match it. Isaac sees everything with so much more detail. A loose
stitch in Scotts henley when he sits behind him in class. The carbon of his
pencil knitting into the fabric of the paper as he takes notes. The veins in
the leaves on the maple tree by the window.
 
And touch! Fuck, his sense of touch is all over the place. He can feel his
clothes move against his skin with every move he makes. Every fabric has it’s
own distinct texture and weight. Not to mention that it takes only the lightest
touches now to raise goose flesh on his arms and back. Things that were once
ordinary become special. Laying under the sheets is a lovers embrace and Isaac
finds himself testing how much it will take to arouse himself. With only the
pads of his fingers he strokes his own tights, sensation washing over him like
waves lapping ever so gently at the shore.
Soon his fingers wander and he hardens under his own touches. With a gasp he
realises he grew larger since the bite. Isaac Lahey was never ill endowed, but
zayum, he is hung now. Firmly, he wraps his fingers around his erection,
moaning wantonly at the surge of pleasure that shoots through him like
lightning. “Fuck yes.” He whispers, tugging lightly. The pleasure it bring on
would have had him cumming, usually. But now, it is far from enough. Isaac runs
a thumb over his head of cock and arches his back, almost overwhelmed. And yet,
it still is far from making him cum.
And when he does cum, he arches almost all the way off the mattress, only his
head and toes still connected to it. He spends his seed on his own chest. It
scent is musky and somehow also relaxing. Isaac scoops a little up and wantonly
licks it off his fingers.
~ “Fuck, this is good.” ~
When, after a week, Isaac’s urge to throw up when ever he is home, subsides,
his confidence grows. He gets into less fights with his father, because he
carries himself less timidly. His dad even compliments him and tells him he is
growing. It fills Isaac with an odd feeling of pride.
But it doesn’t take him long to land his ass back in trouble. His father starts
fishing for his grades and Isaac is a little reluctant to spill the beans.
Everything spins out of control again. His father smashes the dishes against
the floor and Isaac jolts up from his chair. His back is against the wall and
his father flings a glass pitcher at him. Shards of glass rain down at his feet
and one lodges itself in his cheek. Isaac flinches and pulls it out. “YOU COULD
HAVE BLINDED ME.” He yells at his father. The belittling comment of his father
is almost lost when the man watches his son with bewilderment. Isaac feels how
his cells pull the blood back into the veins and the wound closes. The fear and
anger that wafts from his father is almost overwhelming. Isaac bolts for the
door and grabs his bike from the lawn. His father is hot on his heels and Isaac
doesn’t dare look back.
After a long and hard ride, he abandons his bike in a back ally. He jumps over
a wall and just runs for it. Running and running until he picks up Derek’s
scent near a depot building. He soon pushes at the door, finding it opening.
Still running, up the stairs.
The door to a loft slides open and Derek frowns. “Isaac?” He frowns. “What are
you doing here?” He asks. “I … My father ...” Isaac pants, touching his fingers
to his cheek. “Come on in and calm down some.” Derek steps aside to let Isaac
wander into the loft. The teen flops down on the couch, panting loudly. Derek
waits until Isaac has calmed down. The silence closes in on them when the
Beta’s panting stills. “Did he hurt you bad?” Derek asks. Isaac shakes his
head. “He threw a pitcher at my head. I got a piece of glass in my face, but it
healed. My father saw me heal and he was livid.” Isaac looks up at his Alpha.
“You can stay here for a while.” Derek says curtly. He doesn’t want Isaac to be
in danger. Even though a beating is a smaller thing for the teen to take now
that he is a werewolf.
The evening grows and Isaac’s eyes start to flutter. “Take the bed Isaac, you
need to sleep. Or you’ll be worth nothing tomorrow at school.” Derek says,
placing a hand on Isaac’s shoulder. Isaac yawn and stretches. “Are you sure?”
He asks. Derek nods. “Yes I am.” He replies. Isaac stands up, pulling his
sweater up over his head and tossing it onto the couch. He walks over to the
bed and drop his jeans. He toes out of his socks and slips under the covers.
Surrounded by the scent of his Alpha, Isaac soon drifts into a sleep full of
psychedelic dreams.
Derek watches his beta for a while, before stripping down to his boxers and
laying down beside Isaac. The teen whines and nuzzles into Derek at once. He
however, does not wake up. Derek silently sighs and puts an arm around the
teen. It is odd for him to have someone beside him again. It has been a little
over six year since he’d last had someone sleep in his arms. It feels good to
have Isaac there, even though it is a thing rather innocent.
When Isaac wakes up, Derek is already out of bed, making his beta breakfast.
Isaac groans and turns around, nuzzling his face into the fragrant comforter,
inhaling Derek’s scent. He then slips out of bed and get dressed. “Alright,
I’ll get going, thanks for your hospitality.” He mumbles, ready to toe into his
shoes. “No Isaac, don’t go yet. I want you to eat least eat a little bit before
you are going to school. Your body is still adapting to the bite and it needs
to stay fed.” Derek gestures for Isaac to sit down. Isaac obliges and plops
down on the couch. Derek hands him a plate with eggs and bacon. “Thank you
Derek.” Isaac mumbles, taking the fork Derek offers and wolfing down the
breakfast.
When he is done, Isaac gets up.. “Thanks Derek, I’ll be back after school. I
gotta hurry now.” He says with a soft smile. “I’ll bring you.” Derek replies.
Isaac’s eyes widen at his Alpha. “Really?” He mumbles. Derek nods, taking his
car keys from the coffee table. He puts on his leather jacket and gestures his
chin to the door. Isaac takes the hint and heads out. Derek follows close
behind.
The school day is relatively normal, save for some people wondering why Derek
flipping Hale dropped sad little Isaac Lahey off at school. Isaac ignores it
and takes his notes and sits it all out until it is time for Lacrosse training.
That is where things spin out of control again.
Isaac watches as Scott makes an utter floor of himself, tackling boy after boy
and rather obviously sniffing them. Isaac knows it is soon his turn and he is
in no way going to back away. As soon as he is up, Scott rushes to meet him.
They clash and both land on their feet. Before Scott can even sample his scent,
Isaac flashes yellow eyes at him.
Not ten minutes later, Isaac find himself called aside by a deputy. The young
man tells him his father was found dead last night. Isaac feels his heart sink,
but at the same time, relief washes over him. “You will have to come with us to
the station, we want to ask you some questions.” The Deputy says. Isaac peers
into the man’s almost lime green eyes and nods hesitantly. Two other officers
grab him by his biceps and he feels like bolting. This is going so very wrong!
They place him in a holding cell. On the night of the full moon. Isaac knows
how wrong that will go. He huddles in the corner of the cell and waits. The
night of his first full moon will go terribly wrong and it makes his despair.
And surely, the moon’s influence can be felt. First gentle, like a hum in
Isaac’s bones. But it grows. It grows out into the urge to maim and kill. His
fangs and nails grow out and he feels the deep urge to sink them into soft
pliant flesh. But the door is in his way. The ease with which it breaks down
under his hands makes Isaac stop. But only briefly. Because the hunter that
charges him is made of weak flesh, with hot blood running through his veins.
Isaac snarls and charges, tossing the man against the wall. He falls down and
doesn’t move again, but Isaac can still hear his heart beat. He closes in on
his prey when he hears someone behind him. He looks back and sees Stiles,
moving, backing away. A chase, a challenge, much nicer than tearing up a prey
that has already fallen.
But before Isaac is over at Stiles, Derek rushes is. He snarls at Isaac,
hovering over the human teen protectively. Isaac whines and backs away. He
cowers against the wall, curls into himself. His wolf side slinks away and
Isaac once again is the teen everyone would recognise. He looks at Derek,
insecurity in his eyes. Derek approaches and pulls him to his feet. “Time to go
home Isaac.” The Alpha rumbles. Isaac nods and follows Derek out through the
emergency exit, leaving Stiles with the unconscious hunter.
Once home, Isaac falls on the bed. All his urge to maim and kill has withered
and he only feels scared and tired. He doesn’t even bother undressing as he
curls up and falls asleep. He doesn’t go to school the next day, or the day
after. Derek makes him stay in.
Staying in is no big problem for Isaac. Not when Derek is there. Derek is set
on teaching Isaac how to be a good first beta. They seek out an empty loft and
spar. Derek sits down with him and teaches him how to point his sharpened
senses on certain scents, sounds and even tastes. He also talks to Isaac about
controlling himself, keeping his heart rate in check. He gives Isaac books
about werewolf culture and teaches him a Mantra for calming himself down. Alpha
Omega Beta. Isaac relishes every little second of it. He’s always loved
learning, but learning about his new power is even better. Not to mention being
in close proximity to Derek was all Isaac is everything ever wants.
But when Derek goes out, for gods only know what, Isaac loses it. The large
loft is empty and threatening, so he retreats to the bed. The bed that is
filled with Derek’s scent. Derek’s scent to drive him wild. The way his body
betrays him sort of angers him. But he is only angry with himself. And when the
anger goes away, all that remains is arousal. The throb in his cock is
familiar, but the searing emptiness inside him is new.
The second day of living with Derek, Isaac jerks off twice and is still left
feeling empty. The third day, Isaac jerks off four times. Derek is out all day
and Isaac hardly moves from the bed. He wallows is Derek’s scent and tries to
get rid of the tension in his loins. But it never really works. The fourth
time, as Isaac grits his teeth with his climax washing over him, something in
his mind shifts. He travels his fingers lower between his legs. It hurts at
first, but once he get’s used to the digit inside him, he starts thrusting and
rubbing. The emptiness is sated, a little. And is sated a little more as Isaac
pushes in a second finger and later a third. “Oh Fuck! Derek!” He cries out as
he is flung into another orgasm. It is the first time he has fingered himself,
but certainly not the last.
When Derek returns late at night, he smells Isaac’s pleasure in his sheets. But
he says nothing about it and simply takes his beta in his arms, while the teen
is already tight asleep.
***** Urgency *****
Chapter Summary
     The tension Isaac feels is resolved.
Chapter Notes
     Thanks again for the comment and the kudo's. Here is some smut for
     you!
Two days pass, eventless. And even the fifth evening is without anything real
noteworthy. Derek is a little quiet, but Isaac tries not to let it bother him.
He goes about his reading and his training. They talk during dinner, but that
is about it.
Isaac goes to bed after mumbling goodnight. Derek follows after only five
minutes. They lay back to back in Derek’s bed, drifting into their own dreams.
In the middle of the night, Isaac awakes. Not even with a start, but suddenly,
he is wide awake. He opens his eyes, finding he is on his side, facing Derek.
And at that same moment, Derek’s eyes open as well. Several moments pass them
by as they just lay looking. But then Derek moves, disentangling his legs from
Isaac’s own and throwing the sheets aside. As if in some strange rush, he
stations himself between Isaac’s legs and leans down, claiming the teens lips
with his own in an assertive, firey kiss. In his surprise, Isaac moans, and
wastes no time to kiss back. Derek’s warm weight on top of him is a comfort
like nothing else and the scent that fills his nose drives him mad with desire.
And Derek is in no way planning to stop.
Derek’s lips connect to Isaac’s jawline. Isaac moans and drives one hand
through Derek’s hair. It caused Derek’s lips to give away to his teeth,
scraping over Isaac’s skin. The beta moans again, feeling Derek smirk against
his jawbone. Isaac places a hand, fingers splayed, between Deek’s shoulders,
trying to push his Alpha closer. Derek responds with more nips at Isaac
jawline, before nipping up to the teens ear and biting at the lobe. “Hng,
Derek!” Isaac whimpers.
Derek’s nails tear Isaac’s boxers apart. He gently trails the pads of his
thumbs over Isaacs boney hips. Hips Isaac rolls up against Derek, whimpering
needy. Derek only responds with a low growl, connecting his lips with Isaac’s
again. Isaac opens his lips for Derek and welcomes the invading tongue with
loud wanton moans. Derek’s tongue searches Isaac’s mouth and the two werewolves
moan in unison.
Derek’s boxers are discarded after a display of agility on the Hale’s part. He
doesn’t take his lips away from Isaac’s, but still manages to slip his boxers
down. He almost immediately bucks his erection against Isaac’s own. Isaac
whines, his need now evident in his scent. The amount of pheromones get to
Derek’s brain rather quick. He thrusts his pelvis against Isaac’s, their erect
cocks colliding. It causes Isaac to break the intense kiss and moan out loudly.
Derek growls again in response and starts spreading bitemarks over Isaac’s
throat, that heal only slowly, as Derek is his Alpha.
Isaac calls out Derek’s name as the Alpha grabs a hold of the Beta’s cock. He
gives two quick jerks, making Isaac cry out again. The teens fangs grow out and
He ruts up into Derek’s hand. “P-please...” He whines. Derek nuzzles his face
in the nape of Isaac’s neck, where he had bitten him about 13 days ago. His
hand travels upwards, over Isaac’s abs, chest and throat. The tips of his
fingers come to rest against Isaac’s lips. Derek doesn’t have to speak. A soft
nip at Isaac’s skin is all it takes. Isaac opens his mouth to moan and allows
Derek to slip in three digits. He suckles rather eagerly, slicking Derek’s
finger up with his saliva.
Derek pulls aways completely, sitting down beside Isaac’s hip. His spit slick
fingers are between Isaac’s buttcheeks with one swift movement. He rubs the
ring of muscle with one finger, smirking as Isaac moans wantonly. Isaac wants
to beg Derek for it, but refrains. Derek reaches out and grabs a pillow,
situating it under Isaac’s lower torso. Isaac trembles with anticipation. He
knows very well what is going to happen next.
Isaac let’s out a mangled howl as Derek pushes one finger inside him. He arches
into the invading digit and whimpers wantonly. “Fuck~! Derek!” He whines. Derek
arches a finger into Isaac’s prostate, making the teen how, fangs protruding
and eyes glowing yellow. Derek responds by lighting his own eyes scarlet. He
adds a second finger, to which Isaac bucks his hips. “Derek … Derek …. Ahn
Derek… I need more.” The words tumble from Isaac’s lips in slur of wanton
pants. Derek adds a third finger and makes Isaac scream. Isaac screams as his
orgasm closes in on him like an oncoming train wreck. And then he shatters. All
over his own chest and throat.
Derek spit into his hand and rubs his saliva over his own throbbing cock. He
gives Isaac a look that speaks volumes. He nudges one hand on Isaac’s knee. The
beta gets the hint and opens his legs wider. “Oh fuck Derek, I want this so
much.” He whispers. It is important to him as well as to Derek that there is
consent from Isaac’s part.
Derek nests himself between Isaac’s legs, the head of his cock prodding at
Isaac’s entrance. Isaac put one hand back between Derek’s shoulders and trails
his other hand into the Alpha’s dark hair. “Please Derek, put it in.” He
breathes. Derek slowly starts pushing in. “Naaah, hngh! Fuck~!” Isaac can’t
help himself, but he is simply swimming in pleasure at being filled by his
Alpha. Derek responds with a mangled groan, sheathing himself all the way
inside Isaac’s column. Isaac needs some time to get used to feeling so filled,
but it doesn’t hurt. He leans his head up against Derek’s shoulder and pants
erratically.
“I’m good Derek, please move.” Isaac whispers, gingerly pressing a kiss to
Derek’s collarbone. Derek pulls out almost all the way, before pushing back in
ever so slow. Isaac moans, sweet and low, raking his nails over Derek’s back.
It causes Derek to make his next thrust almost merciless as he slams in deep
with brutal speed. “DEREK!” Isaac cries out.
That is where his Alpha loses control. He plows into Isaac in a quick, deep
pace. All Isaac can do it cling on and moan. That and quiver his way through a
second orgasm, spending his seed over his own skin as well as Derek’s. He
clenches around Derek’s cock, making it harder for the Alpha to trust. It
forces him to slow down his pace, allowing Isaac to come down from his high and
untensing.
After that, it does not take long for Derek to spend his seed deep inside
Isaac’s column. With a loud roar, he let’s go of his tension, pushing in deeply
as he releases. Isaac clings tighter, bringing Derek down for an open mouthed
kiss. Derek kisses back sloppily, making Isaac giggle. He pulls out, spending
the last jet of his seed onto Isaac’s abs.
They fall asleep again shortly after, Derek spooning Isaac, their seed making
them stick together. Isaac smiles into his pillow as he drifts off, twining his
fingers with Derek’s as the Alpha’s hand rests on his stomach.
The next morning, they both act like nothing happened. They have breakfast and
talk about every day little things. Derek leaves around 11 and leaves Isaac to
doing the dishes and washing the sheets. Isaac smiles at the memories of the
past night as he puts the sheets in the washer, glad Derek accepts him like
this.
***** Added Up *****
Chapter Summary
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     pack dynamics.
Chapter Notes
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It doesn’t happen again, to Isaac disappointment. What does happen, is that
Derek starts informing on what children Isaac knows that are in a bad place.
Isaac first names Erica Reyes. A girl from his art class with frail health.
Ever since he saw her having an epileptic fit in middle school, he’s felt sorry
for her. It made him think she is in a worse place than him. Because she would
never be able to break free, yet now Derek may give her the power to overcome
her illness.
Derek seeks out Erica, bites her and brings her to the loft.
The poor girl just experienced another fit and is still in her hospital gown.
The bite mark on her shoulder bleeds a little still as Derek carries her in.
She is on some subconscious state, battling the pain much like Isaac did a few
weeks ago. Isaac lays down the book he’s been reading and lays a white sheet
over the couch, so that if Erica bleeds, the couch won’t be spoiled. “You stole
her from the hospital, you idiot.” He hisses at Derek. “She’ll be on her feet
in no time. No one will notice.” Derek replies. Isaac shakes his head and grabs
a cloth, wetting it under the tap and cleaning Erica’s bite mark with it.
Erica looks at him. “You too Isaac?” She whispers. “Yes, for a little while
now.” Isaac nods. “What is it like?” Erica asks. Isaac sits down on the coffee
table, still dabbing at her wound. She flinches, but doesn’t tell him off. “It
is great, safe for the fact I have to be holled up in this place.” Isaac
answers. “Do I have to stay as well?” Erica makes wide eyes at him. “No, you
can go home, you aren’t on the police’s radar for killing your own dad.” Derek
says. Erica gapes at Isaac. “You killed your dad?!?” She almost yells at him.
“No I did not. I fled from him, I was here when he was killed.” Isaac responds
coldly. “He in fact was.” Derek agrees. Erica accepts that answer, because
Derek is the Alpha and you accept what the Alpha says.
Four days later, again on advice of Isaac, Derek seeks out Boyd. Isaac and
Erica join him, because Derek knows Scott is going to confront him. Derek says
he thinks Isaac and Erica could use some hand to hand combat practise. But
Isaac smells that that is not the whole truth. Derek doesn’t want to personally
fight Scott. And he wonders why. But he says nothing.
Isaac and Erica witness with drawn up brows as Derek pushes Boyd against the
resurfacer and presses his teeth in the seniors side. “Yes, why don’t you make
it looks fucking ridiculous in public.” Isaac rolls his eyes. Derek moves away
from Boyd and disappears to the side of the rink. Erica follows him. Isaac
opens his bag, pulling out a bottle of boiled water and a piece of cloth. “Hold
up your shirt Boyd, we can’t have you bleed all over your clothes.” He says in
a friendly manner. Boyd complies and allows Isaac to clean the bite mark. Then
Isaac moves away too and Boyd gets back onto the resurfacer.
Scott bursts into the rink and Derek walks onto the ice, Isaac and Erica
following him, carrying themselves with as much swagger as they can. Events
play out rather predictively, Isaac has to admit. Scott tries to reason. Derek
has his own side of the story and Scott tries a more assertive approach. As if
by some deep natural force, Isaac moves first and then Erica, to keep their
Alpha safe. And it does not surprise Isaac that Scott completely wipes the
floor with them.
As Derek leaves, with Isaac and Erica on his heels Boyd shows he is bitten as
well, before swiftly following Derek and Erica out. Once at Derek’s Camaro,
Boyd fully expects to sit shotgun. It is the first time Isaac feel the true
extend of being a werewolf, being first beta. He puts himself between Boyd and
the car door. Boyd doesn’t immediately backs off, causing Isaac to growl a
little. “Boyd, please sit in the backseat.” Derek says. He realises Boyd
probably doesn’t understand the pack dynamics just yet. But when he drives off,
he gives Isaac a slightly proud smile. He is rather content with his first beta
being able to assert himself.
Once at the loft, Boyd does question it. “What the hell was that growly thing
about?” He asks. He is the last to enter the loft, after Erica and after Isaac.
“It is called Hierarchy Boyd.” Derek replies. Boyd frowns. “The fuck?” Is all
he can come up with. “Isaac is my first beta, his place is before you.” Derek
says. It sound simple, but at the same time sort of degrading, as if Isaac is
the only one Derek cares for. “Is this a set thing? Or can we dispute Isaac’s
position?” Erica asks. “By all means go ahead, just don’t expect Isaac to let
you walk all over him.” Derek replies.
Not even ten seconds later, Erica pounces on Isaac, snarling like an angry pug.
Isaac anticipates rather quickly, grabbing the younger teen by her shoulders
and flinging her across the loft. Then he slowly walks over to her and bends
down. “On your back and with your bare throat exposed, down girl.” He on
purpose accentuates his english tongue a little. Erica whines and lays down,
looking away from Isaac. Isaac walks away from her, not expecting for Boyd to
lunge at him to. Isaac fell down with a loud ‘oof’, the back of his head
crashing into the floor.
Boyd and Isaac roll over the floor, screaming and snarling respectively. Boyds
DNA haven’t yet been fully addled, but his muscular frame does quite a lot in
pinning Isaac down. But Isaac has practised against Derek and even without
claws and tooth, he manages to fight Boyd off. Boyd too is flung through the
loft, landing unsoftly against the kitchen block. Isaac is over to him as fast
as it gets. He hovers over the older teen. “Give up Boyd, I am never going to
back down.” He says, flashing his eyes yellow. Boyd sighs, goes limp and looks
away from Isaac, just like Erica. Isaac backs off and sits down on the couch.
“Well, now that that is settled, Isaac, you’ll be having a rematch from either
of them soon.” Derek pats the Beta’s shoulder. “I wouldn’t doubt that. Boyd
still needs to grow into his power and Erica just doesn’t take a hint.” Isaac
says. Derek nods in agreement. “I just want you to be aware Boyd has quite a
few pounds in muscles on you and that Erica is female so by default stronger.”
Derek warns. “Okay, I’ll give them that, but I had a different upbringing than
them, which I believe makes the difference.” Isaac replies.
In the days that follow, Isaac still spends holled up in the loft, while Boyd
and Erica come and go freely. Isaac hates that. All there is for Isaac to
relish is the training session in the train warehouse. It is the only time he
gets to go out and let go of his human inhibitions.
Boyd and Erica get very fierce. With the shift set into Boyd’s DNA, he becomes
a brutal force that Isaac can only take down because he is more agile and
faster. Erica is a whole other story. Isaac spends hours on end sparring with
the blond bitch, while Derek works on Boyd to get more agile. Erica is fierce
and quick. She comes at Isaac relentlessly, clawing and biting, throwing him
around and pushing him to the ground. But Isaac holds his own against her.
Because he never loses his calm and calculating demeanor. He anticipates on her
moves and learns to see her paterns. And while Erica still charges blindly,
Isaac sees through and uses her wickedness against her.
But one training even Isaac loses his cool. Derek scolds him for being too
predictable. Erica pounces Derek and kisses him. Fury wells up in Isaac’s heart
as Derek kisses her back. But then he tosses her off and Isaac has to reel
himself back in order not to rush over and maul her. He calms himself, because
Derek tells her he has someone else in mind for her. But then he steps back and
Erica looks at Isaac, flashing him yellow eyes, as if she expects him to be
that someone. Isaac grows out his claws and steps out in front of Derek. He
growls and lurges at Erica, making her pay for kissing Derek, his Derek.
But it is Erica that retrieves them Jackson. Isaac and Boyd stay back as Derek
feeds Jackson the Kanima poison. Jackson falls down and at once the pack stops
paying any attention. Experiment conducted, conclusion drawn, let’s not waste
any more time on it. But Isaac walks over. “You’re going to do something for
me.” He cooes, crouching down beside Jackson.
And two days later Isaac is allowed back in school. Isaac relishes it. Girls
and boys alike, it makes Isaac feel confident. About himself and the mission
his Alpha has given him. The mission, to feed Lydia the same poison as they did
Jackson, has been laid on him and Erica. Erica is proud with it and Isaac just
enjoys all the news thrills. The perfect opportunity is presented at Chemistry.
The experiment is to make an edible crystal and it is the perfect opportunity
to mix in the venom. Or not… Harris makes them swap partners, thrice. It gives
Erica and Isaac enough opportunity to screw with Stiles and Scott and Allison,
but neither Erica, nor Isaac manage to slip the venom. Isaac does look on
grinningly as Lydia takes a bite out of the perfectly safe crystal, because
with every ticking second he can smell the distress of Scott little group of
friends rising and in some perverted way Isaac enjoys that.
After school, Derek takes them to Scotts house and Isaac and Erica get their
ass kicked. But Isaac thinks that is fair, because as it turns out, Jackson IS
the Kanima.
***** A Blue Henley *****
Chapter Summary
     Isaac and Erica go to a rave and Derek and Boyd feel possessive
Chapter Notes
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Isaac comes home from school, Erica and Boyd on his heels. Derek looks up from
the book he is reading. “There you are, Isaac can you come here for a sec, I
have something for you.” Derek says. Eagerly, Isaac walks over, planting his
hands on the desk, looking Derek in the eye. Derek hands him a small bag. “Try
it on.” He says. Isaac’s big blue eyes shimmer as he opens the bag and lifts
out a piece of thin blue cloth, which he then unfolds. “Woah, Derek, you
shouldn’t have!” The Beta gasps. “I figured you should have something stylish
to wear to the rave tonight.” Derek replies. A wide smile spreads on Isaac’s
face. Derek’s inside’s do a little backflip, but he manages to keep a straight
face and control his chemosignals.
“Try it on!” Erica chirps. Isaac pulls his plain white tee up over his head and
puts on the henley. He doesn’t quite fill it out just yet, but he knows that he
eventually will. He fingers at the paws of his sleeves and looks at Derek for
confirmation. But it is Erica who first reacts. “It looks so good on you, oh my
god. I am totally going to tell everyone at that rave you are my date!” She
giggles, latching onto his arm. Isaac still has his eyes on Derek. The Alpha’s
features have tenses up. But Boyd’s do too. Isaac’s lips twist up in a smile as
he realises it. The scent that wafts from both Derek and Boyd is
possessiveness. Boyd eyes Erica, clinging at Isaac’s arm, while Derek is
sharply focused on Isaac. “We should get going now.” Isaac says softly.
Derek drives them to the rave party. He is tense as he sits behind the wheel,
Isaac can just feel it radiating from him. So he decides to concentrate on what
happens in the backseat. Boyd gingerly looks for some sort of return of
affection in Erica without as much as saying a word. He just leans over her a
little and touches her cheek with his knuckles. Erica looks away from Boyd,
shifting a little.
Derek parks. “Boyd and I will be here, now go in and find Jackson.” He says.
Isaac nods and gets out of the car. Erica follows suit.
They walk into the warehouse and almost instantly spot Jackson. “Let me run to
Scott real quick.” Isaac says, detecting the other Beta’s scent. He walks over.
“Alright, let’s do this.” He says with a wicked smile. Scott hands him a
specialized syringe. He explains how to handle it and Isaac is back to Erica.
She instantly drags him over to Jackson.
They dance, with Erica between them. The scent that wafts from Erica is
incredible, she is thrilled by this. The scent almost makes Isaac high. He
loses himself and his place in the pack. He leans down a little to ghost his
breath over her shoulder, pressing his lips to her skin as if he wants to taste
that scent. He slips the syringe from his sleeve and raises it to inject the
anesthetic into Jackson’s neck. But Jackson paralyzes them with two swift
touches. Erica falls down and moves no more. But Jackson wasn’t too deft in
putting his venom in Isaac’s body. Isaac crawls towards the syringe, picking it
up. He slowly rises to his feet and pounces on Jackson, pushing the syringe
into the younger teens neck. Jackson falls down with a groan and stops moving.
He digs his nails into Erica’s leg to make her heal faster and soon she is on
her feet as well so that they can drag Jackson off somewhere into some back
room, where there magically is a chair. They tie Jackson to the chair and look
at him for a bit. Stiles materializes from thin air and they look on as Jackson
does some creepy voice trick, telling them all of the victims killed him first.
All the while Isaac has the feeling there is something that is hidden in plain
sight. Jackson soon after kicks them into the dust and escapes.
In the car, on the way home, Isaac notices Derek is tense. He wants to reach
out, but is aware it will probably not fall in good nature with Derek. So is
silent, while he and the two other Beta’s wallow in the tense scent Derek
emits. “Derek, I can walk home from here.” Erica says, half way into town.
Derek pulls over without as much of a word. Erica immediately scrambles out of
the car, Boyd close on her heels. Isaac looks on as they walk away over the
pavement. Boyd is reaching for Erica’s hand and she let’s him.
On the rest of the way, Derek is even more tense. Isaac doesn’t even dare to
look and him and stares out of the window until they are in front of the depot
building. He at once stand up out of the car and rushes for the door, opening
it with his own key and trailing up the stairs in order not to seem like he is
running from his Alpha’s mood. Derek follows on Isaac’s heels, brooding and
still tense as hell.
 
Once in the loft, Isaac toes out of his converse and turns to walk to the
kitchen block for a glass to drink. But Derek is over him within seconds. Isaac
moans loudly when their lips meet. Derek’s hands travel under the blue cloth of
Isaac’s henley. His tongue breaks through the beta’s lips and Isaac moans
again, knotting his hands in Derek’s hair. Derek pulls Isaac closer by the
waist. The collision of their pelvises makes Isaac feel how hard Derek is. In a
fit of boldness, Isaac trails a hand down Derek’s abs. Derek moans a little
against Isaac’s hips and pushes forward to Isaac’s touch. Isaac takes it as
permission and trails lower, unbuckling Derek’s belt. His fingers slip inside
and stroke over the cloth of Derek’s boxers. Derek already has a full on
erection, but still he twitches under Isaac’s fingers, seemingly growing a bit
more.
A strong desire lays over Isaac’s mind, he breaks the kiss and falls to his
knee’s. He pulls down Derek’s jeans and boxers. He looks up, still slightly
insecure. Derek looks back as if he has no idea what Isaac is planning. Isaac
takes it as an okay to go. He curls his fingers around Derek’s cock and sticks
out his tongue to lick it. His first taste of cock sends shivers down Isaac’s
spine. He is quite surprised with the fact that he likes the musky thang of it.
It is very manly and just so Derek. He leans in again and slowly takes Derek in
his mouth. Derek gasps and knots a hand into Isaac’s hair. “Fuck..” He
whispers. Isaac sucks and licks, opening his mouth wider, inviting Derek to
fuck his throat.
Derek pulls out of Isaac’s mouth after a few minutes. “Bed.” He says curtly.
Isaac gets up and leaps over to the bed. Derek takes off his shirt and steps
out of his pants and boxers. Stark naked, he walks over to the bed. Isaac bites
his lip and whimpers at how much he loves looking at Derek like this. Derek
pushes Isaac down into the sheets and kisses him, tasting his own cock on the
Beta’s tongue. Isaac moans loudly, grinding himself up at Derek’s pelvis.
Slowly, Derek’s hands start to push and pull at Isaac’s henley. Isaac breaks
the kiss and allows Derek to take the piece of blue off of him. Derek looks
down on him, taking him in for a while. Isaac has started to fill out a little
already. His chest is forming into pecs and his abs are slowly rising. Derek
ghosts his fingers over the pale skin of Isaac’s belly. Isaac whimpers.
“Please… Derek…. Do it.” He breaths. He wants to feel Derek again. He’s been
yearning for his Alpha ever since that one night, he needs it so bad.
Derek kisses down Isaac’s neck while opening the teens jeans. He nudges his
fingers on Isaac’s erection. He starts nipping at Isaac’s supple skin, breaking
it. It heals swiftly and Isaac moans loudly at it. He loves to be nipped at, it
is a specific sort of pleasure that makes his cock throb. He breathes light and
shallow as Derek nips a bit harder and licks up some blood. “Oh Derek, I want
you so bad.” Isaac slips out. He flusters at his own openness and expects Derek
to stop. But Derek does not stop. He kisses lower and lower, while pulling down
Isaac’s pants. Isaac whimpers and moans at the touches, squirming under Derek
for more. The Alpha smirks against Isaac’s skin. He pulls Isaac jeans down the
boys legs, discarding it somewhere beside the bed. Derek’s mouth goes lower
yet. He sucks bruises on Isaac’s tights, watching as they disappear again.
Isaac moans helplessly, his cock twitching at every touch. “Please, Derek,
please!” He whines. Derek laps a long strip from Isaac’s balls to the head of
the teens cock. “Oh fuck~!” Isaac almost chimes. Derek laps again, making Isaac
gasp.
Isaac grows very very needy under Derek’s slow and steady lapping. “Derek.
Please. I need more.” Isaac breathes. It earns him two fingers against his
lips. Isaac understands the hint and lewdly suckles at the digits. Derek pulls
them off too quick for Isaac’s taste. But where those fingers go, causes Isaac
to gasp sharply. “There?” Derek rumbles. “Yes, right there.” Isaac breathes.
Derek trusts his fingers slowly, rubbing the tips across the soft tissue of
Isaac’s prostate. “Ahngh, Derek!” Isaac whimpers. Derek nips at Isaac’s
nipples, thrusting his fingers a bit harder. Isaac moans loudly and clung his
claws around Derek’s wrist, driving himself all the way down on the invading
fingers. His orgasm washes over him, his seed spending over his own chest.
Derek swoops in to lick him clean. Isaac knots his fingers into Derek’s hair.
“Derek, I want to feel you inside me.” He practically begs.
Derek spits in his hand and rubs his saliva over his own cock. Isaac holds his
pink hole open, giving Derek a needy look. Derek licks his lips and positions
himself. Isaac whines loudly as Derek pushes on torturously slow. Once he is
lodged in all the way, Derek kisses Isaac deeply, their tongue’s rubbing
together. Isaac can’t help but clamp down on Derek’s throbbing cock. Derek
waits for his Beta to relax and then starts thrusting, slow and deep. Isaac’s
fangs grow out and he moans in a howling fashion. It causes Derek’s trusts to
speed up a little, but they are still murderously deep.
Derek can’t stand his own pace for very long and soon his thrusts become
brutal. Everytime he slams all the way home, Isaac howls in pleasure. Jets of
cum land on Isaac’s chest and some even sprays over Derek’s throat. Isaac leans
up to clean his own semen from his Alpha’s throat. It earns him a groan and
more fervent thrusts. After that, it doesn’t take Derek long enough to cum
inside of Isaac, letting out a loud roar, his eyes lighting red and his fangs
growing out.
Other than last time, Derek stays inside Isaac until his cock softens. Only
then he pulls out and lays down beside Isaac. He pulls Isaac loser and presses
light kisses over the teen’s shoulders. Isaac smiles and put his hand over the
one Derek rests on his chest. “Thanks..” He mumbles. He feels Derek smile
against his skin and closes his eyes to slowly fall asleep.
But again, it is not mentioned in the days that follow.
***** Poisoned Game *****
Chapter Summary
     A bit of an in between chapter, to get from one point to another.
Chapter Notes
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Full moon comes around after three days and Derek ushers his three beta’s to
the train depot. He has taken a large box with, Isaac is interested as to what
is inside. But he waits for Derek to place it down and open it. Out come the
chains and the shackles. Erica and Boyd get antsy, Isaac feels and smells it.
He regards the chains as less terrible than a fridge.
He has to help Derek by holding Erica down. He gapes at how he pushes screw
after screw closely against her skull. The female Beta screams and blood
drizzles down her face. Isaac tries not to let his shock show. When Derek goes
about to tie Isaac down, Erica and Boyd break loose from their chains. Isaac
looks at Derek and the looks speaks volumes. “They are indeed stronger than I
thought.” Derek answers.
They fight to keep Erica and Boyd down and eventually succeeds. Isaac sits down
on one of the rickety benches and lets Derek chain him up. “How do you do it?”
He asks. “Do what?” Derek replies, closing the chain around Isaac’s wrists and
ankles. Isaac submits to it calmly. “Stay so calm and collected.” He says.
Derek smiles a weary smile. “You have to find an anchor, tie yourself to it and
let it keep you human.” He says.
Derek seems very displeased as Isaac tells him his anchor is his father. But
that is not the truth. Derek is his anchor, but Isaac is too afraid to admit
that right now. He remains calm, even when Derek jolts up and dashes from the
trainwreck to investigate a noise in the depot. Isaac perks up when he heard
something fall, but is then overwhelmed by the silence. He slumps against the
bench and decides to sleep some.
The sun rises, shining a little light into the train wreck. Isaac yanks at the
chair, tearing it from where it is tied down. Erica and Boyd wake up to,
picking themselves up from the ground. Boyd waddles over to Isaac and tears
open the cuff around his wrist. “Thanks.” Isaac mutters, standing up to stretch
out. “Where is Derek?” Erica asks. “I don’t smell him.” Boyd replies, following
her out of the wreck. Isaac comes out as well. Derek is no where in sight. “Why
do I smell Lydia?” Isaac wonders out loud.
“Go home, Isaac, everything will be explained later.” Deaton trails down the
stairs. Boyd and Erica are already leaving, holding hands. Deaton places his
hand between Isaac’s shoulders and leads him up the stairs as well. “Derek will
be back shortly.” The vet says. Isaac nods and jogs over to the road. Boyd and
Erica are already out of sight. “Is Derek okay?” Isaac asks. Deaton nods. “He
is, don’t worry too much about it lad.” He says. “Alright, erm bye I guess.”
Isaac replies awkwardly, jogging off.
Isaac arrives to an empty loft. He groans and flops down on the couch. He takes
out his phone and flips through his messages. No word from Derek. It feels like
some motion of distrust that Derek doesn’t want to tell where he’s gone. It
makes him suppress the urge to fling his phone across the room. Instead he
throws it onto the armchair Derek usually sits in. “Thanks for trusting me
Derek.” He snaps.
Isaac goes about his day without Derek, making himself breakfast, doing
groceries, homework, cooking dinner for him and Derek and eating dinner without
Derek. It makes Isaac feel hollow inside.
And just when Isaac starts to panic, Derek walks in. Isaac does his best to
keep himself under control, but to no use. When he sees Derek, he breaks down.
He curls into himself and starts sobbing softly. Derek walks over and sit down
beside Isaac. “Hey, Isaac what is wrong?” He asks, worried. Isaac curls into
Derek and cries against the Alpha’s shoulder. “I was so afraid you’d gone to
never return.” He whimpers. “I would never leave you alone Isaac.” Derek says,
realising his beta most likely has some abandonment issues left from all the
abuse he’s been subjected to.
Boyd and Erica are leaving, just like that. Because it is not what they
expected it to be. Isaac can only guess their reasoning. But moreover, he is
not sure what to do himself. He wants to make sure Boyd and Erica do well.
Because after all, is on him that they are what they are. And they lack the
restraint he has found.
He needs someone outside the pack to talk to. Scott McCall is the first he
thinks of. The first he runs to. He detects Scott’s scent in the vet’s office.
He goes in, but is blocked by the small gate. Scott and Deaton walk up to the
gate and Deaton opens it for him. Isaac walks into the office and is
immediately overwhelmed by the scent of the dog on the table. The dogs smells
fault of decay. “Is it cancer?” Isaac asks. Deaton shakes his head and names a
disease that doesn’t stick in Isaac’s mind.
The vet takes Isaac’s hand and placed it into the dogs incredibly soft fur. And
then, a faint tingle spreads through the veins of his arm. Isaac gasps and
Deaton explains that he is taking some of the dogs pain. Isaac lifts his hand,
inhaling the sickly scent that lingers at his wrist, amazed at how he’s given
the dog some relief from the pain it is in. He feels the tears roll down his
face. “It’s okay, I cried too, the first time he showed me.” Scott gives Isaac
an encouraging smile.
Isaac shares his worries with Scott. Scott is calm and let’s him talk. He is
far less stern and brooding and much easier to talk to than Derek. Isaac
decides he’ll go with Boyd and Erica, they need him more than Derek.
And he goes with Boyd and Erica. But with a heavy heart. “Go back Isaac.” Erica
tells him when they are half a mile into the forrest. She and Boyd turn to him.
Isaac shuffles his feet. “We can smell it on you, you want to go back. Go
Isaac.” Boyd says in all seriousness. “Are you sure?” Isaac mumbles. “Yes, we
will be each others anchor Isaac. Go and be happy with Derek.” Erica says,
hugging him. Boyd hugs him too. Isaac smiles. “Good luck, both of you.” He
says. They smile at him and watch him rush back to Beacon Hills.
Panting, he plops down on the bench beside Scott. “Came to help?” Scott asks.
“I came to win.” Isaac smirks. Soon Isaac is sent onto the field by couch, but
with a mission from Scott. And that is, make sure Scott gets to be in the
field. He runs over three players of his own team, so that Coach is forced to
put Scott out on the field.
But everything goes wrong anyway. They win the match, but Jackson ends up
rather close to clawing his own kidneys out, but instead overdoses himself on
Kanima venom, killing himself all the same.
Isaac, injured during the game, is sitting in the locker room, to hide the fact
that he heals rather quickly.He hears footsteps nearing and he stands up. He
smells Gerard before he sees him> As he does the silver, which is drawn in the
form of a sword. “This would have been so much more iconic when it was half
time.” Is all Gerard says. Isaac backs up into the sink, but feels better at
ease once he sees Scott walk in. Scott growls and moves between Isaac and
Gerard. “Fine, this friend, I will let live.” Gerard says and he moves away.
After Gerard leaves, Scott and Isaac quickly shower and change into their
normal clothes. Once they are changed, Derek and Peter approach. “Who is that?”
Isaac. Derek introduces Peter, causing Isaac to grin crookedly at the very
‘Derekish’ description.
Not long after, Scott recieves a call from his mother. Something is very wrong
with Jackson’s body. Scott and Isaac head out towards the hospital, but run
into Chris Argent. The Hunter ends up helping them transport Jackson’s body to
an abandoned industrial depot. There they meet Peter and Derek. And Gerard…
The fight that ensues is quite something. Gerard makes Jackson fight for all he
is worth. And Allison decides to involve herself to, pushing her knives into
his tender, but swift healing flesh. Jackson falls, but regains himself, rising
as a blue eyed beta. And then, what no one expects, happens. Gerard demands to
be given the bite. And Scott willingly gives it. He fists at Derek’s hair,
pulling the Alpha’s head back. Both Peter and Isaac recognise the potential in
Scott’s heart.
Especially when Scott reveals he made Gerard ingest mountain ash. Sabotaging
Gerards plan.
***** What is mine *****
Chapter Summary
     Och, more smut, because that is what we need.
Derek is out to train Jackson. It leaves Isaac alone in the loft. Isaac tries
to occupy his wild mind by doing groceries and other forms of housekeeping. But
his routine is interrupted by a certain Peter Hale. Now that is unexpected.
“Hello Isaac.” Peter says with a pleasant smile. Isaac turns to Peter, frowning
at him a little. “Derek isn’t here, what do you want?” He asks. “I am not here
for Derek, Isaac, I am here for you.” Peter saunters into the loft, smiling
still. Isaac lays down the dust rag and freezes in his spot. He truely doesn’t
trust Peter. He snarls a little. “What do you want from me?” He almost barks.
“Now now, Isaac calm down. I am not going to hurt you.” Peter cooes. He closes
in on Isaac, making the teen back off and fall down on the couch.
Peter leans over to Isaac, his breath ghosting over Isaac’s lips. The younger
beta whimpers. He turns his head away from Peter and closes his eyes. He hopes
that if he doesn’t give rise for anger or the like, Peter will just leave. But
naturally, Peter does not. Peter takes Isaac’s chin between thumb and index
finger. He makes Isaac look at him. “Now now, I said, don’t be afraid. I won’t
hurt you.” Peter whispers. His breath wafts over Isaac’s lips again and the
teen squirms.
The teen freezes over when he feels Peter’s lips on his own. Isaac tries to
fight, but the chemosignals Peter releases make him weak and wanting. He
doesn’t quite kiss back, but he opens his mouth to Peter’s prying tong and
moans a little. But all the same he knows this is not right.
 
Derek walks in as Peter is trying to get Isaac out of his shirt. His vision
hazes over with red. He rushes in to pull his uncle away from his Beta. “Get
the fuck off him!” Derek snarls, his teeth growing to fangs and his eyes
glowing scarlet. Peter stumbles backwards. Derek turns to him. “OUT, NOW!”
Derek roars. Peter doesn’t know how fast he can leave, rushing out of the door
and down the stairs.
Derek turns to Isaac. Isaac shrinks into the couch and whines a little. ”Bed!
Now!” Derek growls. Isaac swiftly complies, leaping over to the bed and laying
down. He shivers and cranes his neck to watch as Derek rips the clothes of his
own body. Isaac pulls his own shirt up over his head and opens his jeans. Derek
rushes over, pulling down Isaac’s jeans and tearing the Beta’s boxers to
ribbons.
Isaac loses his breath when Derek nips at his neck. Derek’s fangs break Isaac’s
skin and make him bleed. Isaac does not care, he moans all the way through it.
With every nip that Derek gives, Isaac moans loudly. And Derek keeps adorning
Isaac’s pale skin with bright red bitemarks, some of them bleed, others only
bruises. Isaac heals, but slower than usual. It is as if Derek uses his Alpha
authority to prevent Isaac from healing too quick.
The lower Derek goes, the sloppier his nips become. And the sloppier, the
better. Isaac feels as if he goes crazy when Derek places wet hickies on his
tights. “Oh Derek~! Oh Fuck~! Please… Please...” Is all he can whimper. “Please
what?” Derek murmurs. Isaac makes a whiney sound. “Tell me Isaac.” Derek
whispers. “Please… Please Derek, please kiss me.” Isaac begs. Derek moves up
Isaac’s body, nipping here and there, before molding their lips together rather
intensely. Isaac moans into Derek’s mouth as their tongues dance together.
Isaac attempts to buck up his hips, but Derek pries him down.
The kisses turn more sloppy on Isaac’s account. Saliva that is either his or
Derek’s dribbles down his chin. Derek breaks the kiss and starts pressing open
mouthed pecks to Isaac’s jawline. Isaac moans and squirms. “Oh fuck. Derek, so
good.” Isaac whimpers. He finds himself yearning, even from what little Derek
has given him to work with. “I need more. Please Derek.” He whispers.
And Derek gives him more. The Alpha’s hands travel all over Isaac’s chest and
abs, teasing at the tender skin of the teens tights. “Like this?” Derek asks.
Isaac shakes his head. “Less gentle.” He whispers.
“I’ve been bad, I let Peter kiss me. Don’t be gentle.” Isaac whispers. It
causes Derek to bite down on the bone of Isaac’s jaw, hard. His fangs scrape
over Isaac’s bone and the beta moans, the mix of pain and pleasure overwhelming
him. Derek licks at the wound, the Alpha’s saliva aiding in quickening the
healing process. Isaac scratches his nails over Derek’s back, opening deep
gashes.
Derek’s mouth trails lower again, biting at Isaac’s nipples and tights. “On
your knee’s.” The Alpha growled, backing off a little. He gives Isaac the room
to rise and turn around. Isaac scrambles up to comply, turning his back to
Derek and getting to hands and knee’s. “Like this?” He asks hesitantly. “Just
like that.” Derek kneels behind his first beta and bends down to kiss his neck,
slowly kissing downwards, over Isaac’s spine. Isaac moans and whines. Lower and
lower Derek goes.
“Hngaaah!” Isaac whines, his fangs growing out. Derek has lapped over his
puckered hole, sending a bolt of electric current up the beta’s spine. His
fists clench into the sheets. Derek repeats the motion, earning a similar
reaction as he did the first time.
The rimjob Derek gives Isaac leaves the Beta fully shattered. Everytime Isaac
reaches out to relieve some of the pressure he feels on his cock, Derek pushes
his hand away. It makes Isaac feel like he is going to fall apart. “Please…
Derek… I need to cum. Please let me cum, Derek… Please!” Isaac begs in a needy
tone. “How much do you need it?” Derek asks. “So much. Please Derek, I can’t
stand it any longer.” Isaac whimpers.
Derek fed one, two, three fingers into Isaac’s gasping hole. Isaac came hand
into the hand Derek cupped over the head of his cock. Isaac reels forward,
lowering himself onto his elbows. “Fuck Derek… That was so intense.” He pants.
Derek chuckles and slowly pulls his fingers out, causing Isaac to whine at the
loss.
Derek uses Isaac’s cum to slick up his cock, before pushing in rather
violently. “You are mine!” He roars, grabbing hold of Isaac’s hips of leverage.
“Yours! I am yours!” Isaac cries out. “Yes you are indeed.” Derek roars,
pulling out almost all the way. Isaac let’s out a cute little gasp and tries to
pull Derek back in, but to no avail. Derek holds of, letting the seconds tick
by. Only when Isaac’s body let’s go of most tension, Derek trusts back in.
Isaac tenses back up, howling in pleasure.
Derek sinks his teeth into the flesh between Isaac’s neck and shoulder. About
the exact same place where he’d bitten to change him. Isaac howls and shows
fangs and golden eyes.
Derek straightens himself out and sets a rather merciless and hard pace. His
nails dig into Isaac’s hips and there are no signs of slowing down. Isaac moans
and howls through the entire ride, until he felt the base of Derek’s cock
thicken, while Derek still tried to ram the whole length home. Isaac gulps. How
does Derek plan to ram the thickening base into him. “D-Derek...” He whines.
“No worry, it will fit.” Derek whispers. “H-how?” Isaac whispers. Derek lays
one hand on Isaac’s back and takes a firmer hold onto Isaac’s hip. And then he
pushes in, all the damn way. Isaac feels stretched beyond all measure. “That
everything?” He asks, sounding a little distressed. “That is everything.” Derek
says.
“What is it?” Isaac asks. “That is my knot, Isaac. It means I claim you as
mine. You are mine.” Derek says. He bends down to bite at Isaac’s neck. “MINE!”
He roars. “Yours~” Isaac agrees sweetly. Derek let’s go and kisses his beta
deeply. Isaac kisses back, drooling a little.
Derek climaxes, filling Isaac with his seed. Then he starts to slowly shrink.
The whole process takes about ten minutes, during which Derek palms Isaac
through another orgasm. The teen is painfully hard and needs the release, Derek
knows.
Slowly Derek pulls out and gets up. He washes Isaac’s semen from his hand at
the kitchenblock’s sink. “Can we cuddle now?” Isaac pippes up. Derek walks back
to the bed, sitting down. Isaac lays his head into Derek’s lap and looks up
with wide innocent eyes. Derek trails his fingers through the honey curls and
smiles a calm little smile. “Yours.” Isaac catches Derek’s hand with his own
and places a soft kiss to Derek’s knuckles. “Mine.” Derek agrees.
Finally, they were on talking terms about this, Isaac wants to jump for joy.
***** Domestics *****
Chapter Summary
     Scott, Stiles and Lydia come to hang out with Isaac.
Chapter Notes
     Thank you all so much. 50 Kudo's and over 2500 hits. I am so honored.
     I love yall so much.
“This is such a bad idea!” Stiles complains. “It just hanging out , stop
whining.” Scott says, gathering some snacks and bottles of fruit juice. “But it
is with Derek and Isaac!” Stiles points out. Scott sighs and shakes his head.
“For your info, Boyd and Erica left, leaving Isaac with next to no social life
to speak of, I have to do something Stiles!” Scott says. Stiles scowls at him,
but follows him out to the jeep anyway.
Stiles crawls behind the wheel and Scott climbs into the passengers seat. “Can
you please drive by Lydia’s house?” Scott asks. “Why?” Stiles frowns at him.
“She is coming as well.” Scott says. Stiles just gapes at his friend. “Oh come
on Stiles, just do it. It will be fun!” Scott presses. “Ugh fine, just don’t
make me say I told you so when they poison us or something!” Stiles drives off.
Lydia is already waiting on the front porch of her house. She carries a large
box and put it in the back of the jeep. Scott gets out to let her climb into
the backseat and then gets back in himself. Stiles turns to Lydia. “Are you
okay with this?” He frowns. “I kind of owe it to them, seeing how I caused
Peter to resurrect.” Lydia answers. “Oh what is it with you two having guilt
trips over the big bad wolf and his equally sour minion.” Stiles restarts the
jeep and drives off.
Scott has to use his nose to point out which loft is the right one. By the time
he’s sniffed Derek and Isaac out, they have walked quite a few feet of stairs.
“Doesn’t this building have and elevator.” Stiles pants. “Oh man up some!” It
comes from Lydia and even surprises Scott.
Scott pulls open the door to Derek’s loft. Derek looks up. “Oh, Hello Scott,
looking for something?” He asks. “We… erm… We came to hang out with Isaac.”
Scott mumbles. “He’s out at the moment, I don’t know if you are comfortable
with waiting, but he won’t be long.” Derek answers calmly. Scott wanders into
the loft, Lydia following on his heels. But Stiles stands in the doorway,
hesitant about entering. He is incredibly reluctant to be around Derek and
Isaac.
Scott plops down on the couch and takes the box from Lydia, opening the tape
with his nails. Derek peers at the two teens over the edge of his book. “What’s
that?” Derek asks. “Playstation.” Lydia says, as if it is clear as day. Derek
frowns. “Why’d you bring a playstation?” He asks. “For Isaac, he deserves some
teen time.” Scott replies. Derek nods. “That much is true, but I could have
just done the same, you two don’t need to spend all this money on him.” He
says. Lydia shrugs. “My cousin got it for his birthday, but he already has this
model, so he gave it away. And I knew Isaac could make use of it. We even
brought him some games.” Lydia says with a sweet smile.
Scott and Lydia figure out how to hook the console up to the large flatscreen.
Stiles remains stood in the doorway. Until he hears a dry cough behind him. He
turns around, finding Isaac looking down on his with a rather impatient
expression. “You’re in the way, either step in or step out, but don’t just
stand here.” Isaac says, nudging Stiles against his hip. The young teen makes a
whining sound and scoots into the loft. Isaac walks past him, putting the bags
of groceries on the counter. “I see we have visitors.” He says cooingly. Derek
nods. “I should have bought more for dinner.” Isaac says ponderously. “Oh don’t
worry, we won’t stick around for long!” Stiles pipes up. “Oh yes we will, we’ll
order Pizza at domino’s and have a Walking Death marathon.” Scott says. “Now
there is a good idea!” Isaac cheers, stacking away the groceries in the fridge
and kitchen cupboards. “That is the spirit, now grab a controller, because we
brought you a game console.” Scott says.
Isaac wanders over to the couch, plopping down beside Scott. Stiles hesitantly
sits down as well. “Alright boys, catch!” Lydia says, throwing three
controllers at the teens on the couch. Isaac and Scott handily catch, Stiles
gets the controller full into his face. Isaac and Derek have to press their
lips together in order not to laugh, but Scott doesn’t even try to hide it. He
laughs loudly. “Stiles, loosen up for crying out loud.” He says with a wide
grin. Stiles flips his best friend off. Scott and Isaac smile at each other and
Scott starts the game.
It is a lord of the rings game, Isaac is an elf, Scott a human and Stiles thus
picks a dwarf. Lydia seats herself on the one empty spot beside Stiles and
watches the boys game. Stiles is better than Scott and Isaac both and thus
starts coming out of his shell little by little. And all three teens are
getting loud. Lydia moves into one of the chairs to give the boys some room and
be out of the line of shouting.
Derek stands up from his chair to grab the teens something to drink. He hands
Lydia her glass and brings the other glasses to the coffee table. He sits on
the armrest of the couch and looked on for a little. Isaac smiles up at his
Alpha and his Alpha smiles back gently. He gently runs his fingers through
Isaac honey curls and stands up again.
“What was that all about?” Stiles asks some time later. Conveniently when Derek
is out of the room. Isaac frowns at him. “What was what?” He asks in a slightly
bitchy tone that makes Scott choke off a chuckle. “Oh I don’t know, Derek
Fucking Hale playing with your hair!” Stiles all but yells. Scott laughs in
earnest and Lydia giggles. “He is my Alpha, he is allowed to take certain
liberties.” Isaac replies with a wide smile. “And how far do those liberties
reach?” Stiles asks. “Rather deep, I can assure you that?” Isaac says with a
devious smirk. The three younger teens look at him, their mouths agape.
“You have buttsex with Derek Hale!!!” Stiles calls out, just as Derek comes
back down from the winding stairs. “I am sure not the whole town needs to
know.” Derek says dryly. Stiles looks at Derek as if the Alpha is going to keep
good on his promise to tear out his throat… With his teeth. Scott and Isaac
laugh loudly at Stiles’ expression. Derek chuckles and sits back down in his
chair. “Wait, you are, like, totally okay with us talking about it like this?”
Isaac frowns at him. Derek nods, hiding behind the news paper. “How come this
is acceptable, but when it is the two of us, your mouth is sealed?” Isaac
demands knowing. But Derek remains hidden behind the newspaper. “Ugh, ass.”
Isaac mutters, concentrating back on the game. He breaks Stiles’ record of Orc
kills by at least 5 and looks at the scream with something akkin to malice.
When the evening falls, Derek orders them all pizza. Isaac sets up the dvd
player and end up popping in season one of Game of Thrones. Stiles turns out to
be only other person that watches it. Lydia and Scott go in with neutrality,
but Derek seems more sceptical.
He doesn’t even ask for Isaac to put the damn thing on hold when the pizza is
delivered. He sets the boxes on the tables and let’s the teens dig in, sitting
back into his chair with his own pizza in his lap. He seems little concentrated
on the tv, were as the three boys are engrossed in it and Lydia mildly amused.
It grows later and later and Scott nods off with his head on Isaac’s shoulder.
“Maybe we should go home.” Lydia says, rising to his feet. “Scotty, wake up.”
Isaac gently shakes at Scott’s shoulder. Scott’s eyes flutter open. “Come on,
up you get.” Isaac ushers. Scott groans, standing up and stretching out. Stiles
stands up as well. Isaac rises with them to show them out. “Thanks for coming
over.” He says gently, hugging Scott and Lydia before watching them leave down
the seemingly endless stairs.
Isaac walks back over to Derek, placing his hands on the Alpha’s shoulders.
“Can we talk now?” He asks, kneading Derek’s tense muscles with clever fingers.
Derek let’s out a pleasured rumble. “Please Derek, I want clarity about us.”
Isaac whispers. “You’re mine, Isaac, that is all that you need to know.” Derek
mumbles, stretching out a hand to caress Isaac’s sharp jawline. “Are you mine,
than?” Isaac asks, nuzzling into Derek’s hand. It makes the Alpha smile a
little. “If that makes you happy.” He says softly. Isaac nods. “That makes me
very happy, Derek.” He whispers, leaning down to softly kiss Derek’s lips.
Derek kisses back gently, carding a hand through Isaac’s honey curls.
***** Coordination Disorder *****
Chapter Summary
     Bridging one a gap
Chapter Notes
     Thanks for all your support. I have school again and I also am going
     to write a monster high story. I will update this story once a week
     from now. I love you all. Thanks again for ready my shitty writing.
Derek looks up as the loft door slides open. He expects Isaac to wander in, but
instead sees Peter smirk at him. “Now now nephew, I think you need to learn
what happens when you deny me what I want.” His uncle saunters in and gives
Derek a one over. Derek snarls, his eyes glowing red and his teeth growing out.
“Isaac is mine~!” He growls. “Now now, how about I dispute that right.” Peter
cooed sweetly, his eyes lighting up red as well. Derek gasps. “How!?!” He
hisses. Peter winks. “My dirty little secret Derek.” He purrs. Derek gets up
from his chair, a snarl rippling from his chest. “Tut tut, Derek show a little
respect to an old man.” Peter says, all smiles.
Derek shoots forwards, his hands clenching around Peter’s throat. He shoves his
uncle to the wall in a violent fashion, choking the life from the older Hale.
Peter makes no move to struggle or fight to get Derek off of him. Instead he
starts to change. Not into wolf form, but his age decreases. Peter face
softens, his muscles harden a little. His hair grows a little longer and more
silky. Derek looks on, confused as his uncle dons his younger face. In his
shock, he loosens his grip, allowing Peter to weedle from his hands.
“You don’t want to hurt me, Derek.” Younger Peter whispers, pressing his
sensual full lips to the shell of Derek’s ear. Derek feels himself shiver,
desire causing a flame in the pit of his stomach. He shoves Peter in the
direction of the bed. His uncle obliges with a soft smirk on his full lips. He
lays down on own accord. “Come on Derek, show me you are the Alpha.” He
murmurs, pursing his lips sensually. Derek crawls over him, nipping at the
slender male’s throat, causing Peter to moan a rather charming moan. So alike
the sounds Isaac always makes when Derek mounts him. Derek nips again, earning
another sweet sounding moan. “Please Derek, give me more.” Peter breathes.
Derek extends his claws, tearing at Peter’s white shirt. He throws aside the
remains of it and attacks Peter’s chest with his teeth, leaving bloody imprints
all along the pale skin. With every bite, Peter cries out, dragging his nails
over the width of Derek’s shoulders. Derek licks across one nipple, making
Peter whine.
Derek tears Peter’s dark denim jeans to ribbons, discarding the ruins beside
the bed. His teeth go lower, pressing deep indents into Peter’s pale abs. It
causes Peter to moan more franticly, arching his back off the bed. Derek’s
teeth thread lower, ripping at the cloth of Peter’s boxer briefs. Peter curls
to meet his touch, but Derek pulls away. He doesn’t want to taste Peter, he
only ever wants to taste Isaac. It makes Peter whine. “Suck me.” He whispers.
“No.” Derek barks in return. “Why not?” Peter whines. “Only Isaac gets that
treatment.” He growls darkly.
Peter turns onto his side. Derek backs off and undresses. He lays down behind
Peter and places a hand, fingers splayed, onto Peter’s abs. Peter breathes
heavily, pressing against him. Derek thrusts his erection between Peter’s firm
butt cheeks, moaning. Peter moans back at him. With every thrust Derek gives,
Peter’s moans sound more like Isaac’s.
Derek wakes with a start, feeling a hand curl on his throbbing cock. He opens
his eyes, finding Isaac looking back at him over his shoulder. The teen slowly
leads Derek’s cock to his puckered hole. “Isaac….” Derek whispers. “”You’ve
been rutting that cock of yours up my crack for the past five minutes. I am
leaking and I thought I’d put us both out of our misery.” Isaac explains in a
hushed tone. Derek smiles a little and puts one hand over Isaac’s steady
beating heart. He pushes himself into Isaac until the hilt, hearing the beta
moan loudly. “You like that?” He rumbles. Isaac nods softly. “Of course I do,
for I love all of you. And everything you give me.” He whispers. Derek moves
his hand from Isaac’s chest to his hip, gripping tight. “Gentle and slow,
okay?” Isaac asks. “Gentle and slow.” Derek agrees.
And Derek keeps true to his words. His thrusts are slow and deep and he gently
holds on to Isaac’s hip. Isaac moans sweetly with every thrust and turns his
torso to be able to kiss Derek. The kisses are close lipped and very tender.
After breaking the kiss, Derek nuzzles his face into the nape of Isaac’s neck.
He inhales the sweet fragrance and licks at the soft flesh. Isaac moans
sweetly. “Derek, please, touch me.” He breathes. Derek slides his fingers from
Isaac’s hip to between his tights, light and teasing, still managing to make
the Beta whimper. His fingers curls around Isaac’s cock and he slowly begins to
palm him. Isaac moans, pressing deeper into Derek’s embrace.
It seems to last hours. Even after Isaac climaxes, Derek keeps his thrusts slow
and deep. Isaac’s moans grow hoarse, but never cease. Derek moans in return,
low and deep inside his throat, as he spends his seed. His thrusts still and
Derek rests against the cushions. He lazily drapes his arm around Isaac’s waist
and kisses Isaac’s neck gently. Isaac smiles sweetly and nuzzles back at him.
They both breathe in deeply and then slowly drift asleep.
The next morning, Isaac makes the two of them English breakfast. Derek sits in
his armchair and takes out his phone to call Erica and Boyd, just to check up
on how they are doing in their new pack. Neither of them has called in to say
they are good. But neither of them picks up. “Throw me your phone.” Derek says.
Isaac turns to him, tossing Derek his phone. Derek catches handily. He calls
Erica first and then Boyd. Neither of them pick up. “I am beginning to worry,
they said they would call once a week at least.” Isaac says. Derek nods. “Yeah
me too. We should start searching for them.” He says.
“I bet their parents worry.” Isaac mumbles. “You should talk to them.” Derek
tells him. “After breakfast?” Isaac asks. Derek nods. “Yes, that is the best
thing to do.” He whispers, feeling guilty for not being a better Alpha.
***** Lost Brethren *****
Chapter Summary
     Boyd and Erica are officially lost and Peter plants a question in
     Isaac's mind.
Chapter Notes
     Thanks for the kudo's booksmarks and comments. Sorry for the long
     wait, here have oral fixation Isaac.
Isaac returns from the Boyd and Reyes residences in a sour mood. “No luck?”
Derek asks. Isaac shakes his head and sits down on the couch. “Their families
have already reported them as missing, we must look for them ourselves.” He
says sharply. Derek sighs and bends over the desk, where he has made some notes
about Boyd and Erica’s last wearabouts. Isaac gets back up and walks over to
Derek, looking at the hastily scribbled down notes.
“I am worried Derek.” Isaac whispers. “Me too, Isaac, me too.” Derek nods. He
wraps an arm around Isaac’s hips. Isaac leans into Derek’s embrace and nuzzles
his chin on Derek shoulder. “What are we going to do Derek?” He asks. “You are
going to stay in. Peter and I will look for Boyd and Erica.” Derek says. Isaac
huffs and immediately frees himself from Derek’s embrace. “Something I said?”
Derek frowns at him. “Oh definitely.” Isaac falls down on the bed. He turns
away from Derek and pulls the sheets over himself.
Derek groans, he knows he should now talk it through with Isaac and make sure
the teen understands his reasons. But he doesn’t feel like it in the least. He
is far too focussed on bringing Boyd and Erica home safely. “I am going to get
Peter, don’t you leave the loft.” He says brusquely. He toes into his boots and
puts on his leather jacket. Isaac makes no reply, but only groans and rolls
around under the duvet. “Fine, be that way, just stay here.” Derek barks before
leaving.
Isaac comes from under the cover when he hears the Camaro drive away. He sighs
and wanders around the loft rather aimlessly. He groans and plops back onto the
back. “Stay inside, that controlling jerk.” He grumbles. He takes out some
books and settles with reading. Hours fly by as Isaac reads, absorbing
knowledge like a spongue.
Derek returns with Peter on his heels. “You are being foolish Derek!” Peter
says. Derek growls darkly at his uncle. Isaac looks up from his book. “Ah, I
see young Isaac is still here. I should have known, you are so attached to him,
such a surprise that you haven’t scented him yet.” Peter says, draping himself
onto the couch. “People would notice...” Derek says. “So strange that you don’t
want the world to know you love this boy.” Peter cooes. Derek gives his uncle a
dark look. “Can you shut the hell up now?” He asks sharply. Peter shakes his
head. “Oh no, never, not until I had my fill of juicy gossip.” Peter smirks.
“Come here, sweet Isaac, you and I need to talk about some things.” Peter says.
Isaac looks at him, calculating and a bit cold. He stands up and saunters over
to couch. “My dear boy, you are truly a feast for the eye.” Peter murrs. Isaac
rolls his eyes and sits opposite to Peter, in the chair Derek mostly occupies.
He leans back and gives Peter a sharp stare. “We’ll strike a bargain, you tell
me what scenting is and I’ll spill some juicy details.” Isaac cooes softly.
Peter and Derek both look at him rather greedy.
“Very well, I will tell you all the ins and outs of scenting, but you need to
spill some heavily semen covered beans first.” Peter says calmly. “Oh no Peter,
you are going to educate me a little first.” Isaac shakes his head. Peter in
turn shakes his head as well. “No no, I really don’t give away without being
paid first.” He says with a wide grin. Isaac heaves a sigh and stands up. He
sits down on Peter’s lap, placing his knees beside Peter’s hips. Derek growls
darkly. But Isaac isn’t deterred. He leans in, pressing his lips against the
shell of Peter’s ear. “I don’t trust you. I am not going to tattle our tales
without you going first, because I am quite certain you will leave when I am
done.” He gives a little nip and gets back up. Peter is heavily flustered and
his jeans is all tented up. Isaac sits back in his chair and smirks widely,
pleased with the result of his little seduction act.
Peter groans. “You are a sleek bit of minx, aren’t you?” He asks. Isaac smiles
only in return. “Well, let’s just say that I by now learned how to wrap a man
around my finger.” He winks. Peters claws grow out in his frustration. “Oh if
Derek wasn’t here, I would have fucked you into the closest wall.” He murrs.
Isaac’s grin grows wide as can be. “But Derek is here, so shall we leave the
fucking to him.” The Beta’s voice is sugar sweet. “Can you two quit it?” Derek
barks. Isaac looks at Derek over his shoulder. Derek gives him a slight frown,
but Isaac replies with a wide smirk.
Peter leaves after Derek and he made a plan, without answering Isaac’s
question. Isaac is quite unsatisfied and spends at least fifteen minutes moping
in a corner. “Isaac can you stop it now?” Derek asks. “Only if you tell me what
Peter meant with scenting.” Isaac demands. “Now now, calm down.” Derek says.
Isaac crawls up from his corner and walks over to the Alpha.
Derek freezes a little as Isaac nuzzles against him. “What do you want Isaac?”
He asks. “You know what I want, Derek.” The teenager whispers softly, his lips
running lushly over Derek’s earlobe. Derek moans ever so softly. “Please,
Derek, tell me what scenting means?” Isaac whispers seductively. He pushes
tighter into Derek’s body and nuzzles sweetly at his neck. “Do you want me to
beg. I can do that, get on my knees and beg. Would you like that Derek?” He
grins a little, secretive grin. Derek feels that he flusters and his jeans
tighten. Isaac cups him through the denim. “Come on Derek, tell me.” He cooes.
Derek groans, leaning into Isaac’s hand. “You want it, don’t you.” Isaac says
with a wide smile. “No Isaac, not until Erica and Boyd are save. I can’t use a
distraction now, Isaac.” Derek says through clenched jaws. “I love how much you
want to believe that, it is cute.” Isaac gains confidence, little by little. He
rubs the growing hardness in Derek’s jeans. Derek tries his hardest not to
moan. But he fails, groaning softly. “Admit you like it.” Isaac breathes,
pushing a leg between Derek’s. He felt his heart thump in his throat. He is
seducing Derek Hale, actively seducing him and his head isn’t being bitten off
yet. His luck runs a long way so far. “Derek, please tell me you want it. I
can’t stand being rejected by you.” Isaac whimpers, pushing his pelvis against
Derek’s hip.
Derek backs Isaac into the nearest wall. Isaac moans as he back hits the hard
concrete. Derek kisses Isaac greedily. Isaac’s hands tread into Derek’s hair,
clinging onto him. Derek pushes his pelvis against Isaac’s, earning a loud moan
from the Beta. His hands run down Isaac’s sides and trail to his buttcheeks,
grabbing at the denim clad flesh eagerly. Isaac moans again, pushing back
against Derek’s hands. Derek breaks away from the kiss burying his face in the
nape of Isaac’s neck. “Fuck, I want you so bad.” He rumbles. “Well, alright,
but we’ll make it quick.” Isaac chuckles, his fingers toying with the
fastenings of Derek’s jeans. The Alpha smiles against his Beta’s skin and gives
him a gentle nip. “Oh Derek~” Isaac whines wantonly. Derek smirks and backs
off. Isaac immediately closes the distance again, pulling Derek forward into a
deep kiss again. Derek cups the back of Isaac’s head and pulls the teens head
back a little. Isaac’s adam’s apple bobs as he moans. Greedily, Derek attaches
his lips to it. “Nnngh. Oh fuck.” Isaac slurs.
Isaac goes to his knees again. He unbuckles Derek’s belt and pulls the Alpha’s
jeans down to his ankles. With a wide grin, he nudges the cloth of Derek’s
boxers with his nose. Derek runs his fingers through Isaac’s hair. Isaac smiles
widely and tears Derek’s boxers to ribbons. The older male doesn’t seem to
mind. Not with what he is going to get from the younger.
Wantonly opening his mouth, Isaac takes a hold of the base of Derek’s cock. He
slowly leans in and places a kiss on the head of Derek’s cock. With wide blue
eyes he looks up at Derek, teasing the man’s slit with a tentative tongue.
Derek nudges Isaac’s head forward. Happily, Isaac takes the tip in his mouth.
He suckles and flicks his tongue at Derek’s most sensitive of parts. Derek
groans loudly and grasps at Isaac’s hair, trying to keep his hips from
stuttering forward. Isaac opens his mouth wider and trails his nails down
Derek’s hips. Derek can’t hold the stutter back this time, thrusting his cock
deeper into Isaac’s mouth. Isaac moans and sucks more fervently.
Derek grabs Isaac’s chin and pulls his jaws as wide apart as they will go.
Isaac moans and scratches at Derek’s hips, causing blood to run down the
Alpha’s legs. Derek drives his cock all the way into Isaac’s throat. The teen
moans muffled and sucks until his cheeks hollow. Derek groans loudly. “Ugh fuck
Isaac.”He growls, slowly fuck the teens mouth. Isaac sucks as eagerly as can
and moans softly. His right hand trails down into his own jeans. He finds
himself throbbing and starts to slowly jerk himself off, all the while still
sucking deeply at Derek’s cock. Saliva trickles down his chin and when he
tastes Derek’s precum, his eyes turn yellow.
“Hn, Isaac…. So close..” Derek groans. Isaac slowly backs off, letting Derek
slip from his mouth. More saliva trickles down his chin. He gets up and pulls
his shirt up over his head, tossing it away. Then he drops his jeans and boxers
and walks over to the bed, swaying his hips. Derek eyes the Beta’s pert ass and
licks his lips, following Isaac to the back of the loft. The teen has draped
himself over the bed and opens his mouth as wide as he can. Derek kneels over
his head and points his cock down, sliding it inside the Beta’s mouth. Isaac
moans as loud as he could. Derek gives a moan about as loud as Isaac’s. Isaac
licks and sucks eagerly, lifting a hand to toy with Derek’s balls.
Derek is rather surprised when Isaac comes undone before him, without even
touching himself. The sight is so arousing that Derek can’t hold back anymore.
He sends jets of seed down Isaac’s throat, looking on as Isaac’s adam’s apple
bobs while the boy swallows every last drop. Derek sighs and his muscles relax.
Isaac is not done yet, however. He sucks Derek until the Alpha goes flaccid and
only then let’s him slip from his lips. Derek gapes at his first beta in
wonder. What would cause a young man to be like this?
“You sure managed to make a mess of yourself.” Derek says, cleaning the saliva
and semen off of Isaac’s body. “I don’t know what came over me just now… I just
got into it so much. It was such a rush. I came from sucking you off, oh my
gods.” Isaac flusters a little and pulls the sheets over his lean body. Derek
gets under beside him and pulls him in for a cuddle.
“But Derek, what is scenting.” Isaac asks, already half asleep. Derek laughs
softly. “Scenting is when I mark you with the scent glands in my jaw, it will
tell every were around that you are mine and that if they touch you I will find
them and murder them.” He explains. “Then why don’t you scent me.” Isaac
replies, suddenly wide awake. Derek frowns and looks on at how Isaac sits up.
“Would you want everyone to know you are mine?” He aks in return. Isaac’s lips
twist into a wicked half smile. “I would like nothing better.” He lays back
down and nests, with his head on Derek’s chest, back under the duvet. “When
Boyd and Erica are found, I’ll scent you and when you’re twenty-one, I’ll claim
you as my mate.” Derek rumbles. “Ugh that is such a wait.” Isaac mutters,
nuzzling tighter into Derek’s side. Derek chuckles. “Good night Isaac.” He
says. “Good night Derek.” Isaac replies.
***** Jogging Pants *****
Chapter Summary
     Scott and Isaac build a blanket ford and Isaac ventures into risky
     raspberry teritory.
Scott comes over for a brief visit while Peter and Derek are away. He knows
Derek is not allowing Isaac to come out and knows how shitty it is to be pent
up all alone. He never expected Isaac to have build himself some semblance of a
blanket ford and wander the loft in nothing with jogging pants and one of
Derek’s henley’s.
He rolls the loft door open to reveal Isaac toe around in front of the
kitchenblock. The older teen looks up and frowns. “Scott...” He whispers.
“Yeah, all on my own though...” Scott replies. Isaac bites his lower lip and
looks at his hands. Scott can smell the disappointment wash off of Isaac’s
form. “How long has it been?” Scott asks gingerly. “He’s been gone for over a
week.. ” Isaac replies. “You miss him, don’t you.” Scott knows Isaac isn’t
worried about Derek, he doesn’t smell like it in the least. “Yes, I miss him.
With all his curves and edges…” Isaac’s answer sounds very shakey. He looks
rather close to breaking down. Scott closes the loft door and rushes over.
“Hey, hey, are you alright?” He grabs Isaac by the shoulders.
Suddenly, tears are rolling down Isaac’s natural pale cheeks. Scott hugs the
taller teen close and tries to think of what to say to him. Isaac’s fists
clench in the cloth of Scott’s shirt and he sobs silently. “Do you want to talk
about it?” Is all Scott can come up with. Isaac shocks his shoulders. “I just
am so afraid to suffer another loss. I’ve already burried my mom, dad, brother
and lost two of my packmates. I can’t lose Derek. I can’t lose my Alpha. I
don’t want to be alone.” Scott can hear the cringe in Isaac’s voice. The older
beta smells of fear and shame and Scott feels the urge to make sure Isaac will
feel better.
But his train of thoughts is interrupted by several rapid beeps. Isaac pulls
away and dries his tears with his sleeve. “My muffins are done.” He said,
wandering back over to the kitchenblock. He pulled open the oven. The scents
that penetrated Scott’s nose, made his mouth water. The smells of fruits and
fresh cake sure get to him. “What sort of muffins?” He asks sheepishly. “Berry
muffins.” Isaac replies, taking the baked goods out of the oven. Scott wanders
over. “Oh my god, Isaac, they are huge!” Scott gasps. “That is what she said.”
Isaac replies, with the ghost of his usual wide smile on his lips. Scott
snorts. “I can have one right?” He asks. Isaac nods.
Scott finds himself in Isaac’s makeshift pillow ford. It is basically an old
blanket Isaac nailed into the wall beside the bed and tucked into the far end
of the mattress. He’s plucking little bits off of a blueberry muffin, savoring
the taste. Isaac lays down beside him, nibbling on a raspberry muffin. “You are
a good baker Isaac, I am not going to lie.” Scott says. A soft smile tugs at
Isaac’s lip. “Thank you Scott. I am glad at least someone came around to enjoy
them.” He cooes. Scott smiled back at him and looks on as Isaac plucks a
raspberry from his muffin and lays the pink fruit against his equally pink
lips.
“Erm, Scott, you are staring...” Isaac whispers. Scott flusters a little. “S-
sorry...” He mumbles. “No need to worry about it.” Isaac wets his lips with the
tip of his tongue. Scott finds himself leaning in a little. Isaac bites his
lip, noticing how Scott stares at it. He isn’t sure why, but it pleases him
that Scott stares. He plucks another berry from his muffin and brings it to his
lips. He notices the pheromones waft from Scott’s skin and sees the way Scott
is looking at his mouth. Isaac stops his motion and brings the berry to Scott’s
lips instead. Slowly, Scott’s lips part. Isaac feeds him the berry, his blue
eyes focussed on Scott’s mouth. Scott’s slightly dry lip sticks to Isaac’s
finger and the tension between the two teens is almost palpable.
It is Isaac who closes the distance. Scott moans a little at the feeling of the
older teen’s lips on his own. Isaac’s hand crawl up to cup Scott’s cheek and
the kiss carries on. At least a minute passes them by before Isaac pulls back.
Scott gasps for air and looks at the curley haired beta. “Did we really just do
that?” Scott asks. “It seems we did... ” Isaac mumbles. “Wana do it again?”
Scott whispers. “Hell yeah.” Isaac grins widely. This time, Scott leans in.
Isaac moans as Scott lick at his upper lip. The younger teen pushes the older
onto his back and crawls on top of him. The kiss lasts as Isaac shovels his
hands through Scott’s hair. Their tongue’s meet and both moan. Isaac bucks
upward, making Scott gasp. Isaac repeats the motion. This time, Scott ground
down and the kiss grew heated. Isaac moans into Scott’s mouth and fumbles with
Scott’s zipper. Scott’s hands come down to his and help, although it is not of
much use.
Scott groans when his phone rings. Isaac looks up at him, an almost challenging
look in his eyes. But Scott picks up the phone none the less. “Yo, what’s up?”
He asks. Isaac perks his ears and listens to Stiles rant about how Scott
promised to join him on the lacrosse field. Just when Scott wants to reply,
Isaac gives a quick, rather unexpected, jerk at his cock. Scott moans sharply.
“Dude, are you okay?” Stiles asks, distressed. Isaac frowns as Scott. “Y-yeah..
I’m okay. N-no worry. I’ll be there in f-fifteen.” Scott breathes, trying to
keep his moaning down while Isaac jerks him off with a deft hand. “Okay, see
ya..” There was hessitation in Stiles voice. “Hng, yeah..!” Scott gasps at an
exceptionally pleasurable jerk. “Really Scott, really...” Stiles groans and
hangs up.
“Fifteen minutes to get to the Lacrosse field, you’ll need to hurry Scott.”
Isaac teases. He rubs a thumb over Scott’s slick glans and licks his lips. “I…
I should leave now … ahn.. Fuck.” Scott breathes, thrusting forward into
Isaac’s fist. “Yes you should, Scott.” Isaac gives him a few slow, deep jerks.
“But you won’t, will you.” He breathes, looking Scott directly in his eyes,
knowing the younger teen is about to spend his seed. “N-not yet.” Scott whines.
“You want to cum, don’t you?” Isaac teases, stilling his jerks. Scott whimpers,
almost like pup, and thrusts himself into Isaac’s fist. “Yes you do, you want
to.” Isaac enjoys the power he has over the other.
“Hng, Fuck! Isaac!” Scott cries out and he spills his seed into Isaac’s cupped
hand. “There, all done, but too late for Stiles. You are fortune that he
doesn’t have a wolf’s sense of smell.” Isaac teases. He nudges Scott off of him
and walks to the kitchenblock to wash the seed off. Scott tucks himself back
into his boxers and zips up his zipper. He gets off of the bed and walks over
to Isaac. “See ya around.” He says, kissing Isaac on the cheek. “Yes, no
worries about that.” Isaac says gently.
As soon as Scott is out the door, Isaac pulls the sheets from the bed and puts
them in the laundry. He knows he can’t let Derek smell Scott on the sheets. He
is well aware of how it will anger Derek, but he feels no guilt. It is not like
Derek and him are exclusive. He has all the right to play around if it pleases
him. And what he has just done with Scott, pleased him a lot. It pleases him to
please others, it dawned on him. Especially when it seemed like the other was
at his mercy. It causes Isaac to smile wickedly to his reflection. “But you are
a sleek bit of minx, aren’t you?” He cooes to himself. “Ah well better than
being a useless faggot.” He mumbles, rubbing his under arms. He turns away from
the mirror and trails back down the winding stairs.
Derek comes home just a little before dinner. “Thank the gods.” Isaac rushes
towards the opening door, smelling his Alpha rather clearly. Derek is revealed
when the heavy iron door rolls away. “And did you find them?” Isaac immideately
asks. Derek shakes his head and sighs. “No and I have looked everywhere.” He
wanders into the loft, passing Isaac by. Isaac pulls the door shut and turns on
his heels. “You must be tired, let me take care of you.” He knows when duty
calls. Derek groans and flops down in his armchair. Isaac rubs the Alpha
shoulders. “Diner is almost ready, you should take your rest.” He cooes
sweetly. Some tension seems to flow from Derek’s muscles. “Thanks...” He
whispers. “You know I’d do anything for you Derek.” Isaac leaned down to kiss
Derek on the cheek.
He wanders over to the oven to check on the lasagne. He hears Derek get up as
well and within the minute feels Derek’s warmth against his back. “Is that a
gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?” Isaac purrs. Derek leans
in and kisses along the muscles in Isaac’s neck. “Have you got any idea how
sexy you look in your jogging pants. I haven’t had any in a week, I am so
fucking pent up and here you are, looking so delicious.” Derek rumbles,
slipping a hand into Isaac’s boxers and groping his ass. Isaac grins, but
shakes his head. “Dinner first Derek, you look half starved.” He cooes. Derek
breathes down his neck. “Starved for you, that is what I am.” The Alpha
rumbles. “You will have me Derek, worry not about that.” Isaac opens the oven
and takes the lasagne out to the table. Derek eyes the food with something akin
to greed. “Yes you are starved, sit down and eat.” Isaac kisses Derek on the
cheek and ushers him to sit.
Derek eats as if he hasn’t eaten anything decent in a month. Isaac smiles and
rubs his feet against Derek’s own. “Damn Isaac, you are such a good cook!”
Derek not so subtly moans. Isaac smiles wider and reaches for Derek’s hands. “I
missed you so much… Every time you go out of that door I fear you will never
return to me.” Isaac’s eyes grow a little wet. Derek extends a hand and wipes
the tears from Isaac’s cheeks. “I would never actually leave you. Not from my
own will.” He murrs. “But what if you get killed?” Isaac takes Derek’s hands
between his own. “They won’t kill me. I’ll kill them.” Derek’s eyes light up
red. Isaac heaves a deep sigh. “I hope you are right Derek...” He whispers.
After that, they both fall silent.
Isaac rises to do the dishes. Derek idly sits around for a good five minutes
before following Isaac to the kitchen block. Isaac chuckles softly as the Alpha
presses against his back. “I really really like it when you wear your
sweatpants, turns me on.” Derek growls against the shell of Isaac’s ear. The
bta flusters. “Fuck, Derek don’t say such things, You’ll make me shy.” He
whispers. Derek chuckles and slips his fingers down Isaac’s jogging pants and
strokes the cloth of Isaac’s boxers. Isaac sighs in delights and rubs his ass
against Derek’s crotch. The older male groans and gropes Isaac’s ass with his
free hand. Isaac’s a little. “Those are the right sounds.” Derek murrs.
Isaac’s breath shivers when Derek places kisses over his throat. Derek smirks
against the teens skin and creeps his fingers into Isaac’s boxers. Isaac slowly
hardens under his tender and slow touch. “Haah, oh Derek.” Isaac presses into
Derek’s fingers. “Tell me how bad you want it.” Derek bites Isaac’s earlobe.
Isaac moans wantonly in response. “I want you more than anything in this world
Derek.” He whispers. Derek smirks and nips at Isaac’s earlobe again. He palms
at Isaac’s cock, making the beta whimper. “What do you want Isaac, tell me.”
Derek breathes against Isaac’s ear. “Ugh Derek, stop teasing and just fuck me.”
Isaac whines. Derek travels his hand from Isaac’s cock to his ass and gropes
greedily. It earns him several eager moans. “I think I’ll take my time.” He
cooes.
Isaac’s moans bounce off the tiled kitchen wall. Derek bites down on his neck
and slowly jerks him off. “Oh Fuck yes!” Isaac mewls. Derek slips his free hand
down Isaac pants as well. Gingerly, he rubs at Isaac’s puckered hole, making
the teen moan louder. “Fuck, Derek, just do it.” Isaac practically screams. “
Hush Isaac, everything in due time.” Derek cooes tauntingly. He rubs at Isaac’s
hole again and moans in satisfaction when it opens on own accord, greedy to be
fucked. “You want it bad, don’t you?” Derek taunts sweetly. “Oh yes, yes Derek,
I want it. Please give it to me.” Isaac eagerly responds. “Just like I knew you
would.” Derek growls darkly and nips at Isaac’s jawline.
“Oh Fuck Derek!” Isaac gasps as Derek presses his thumb into his gasping hole.
He pushes back on the digit and moans all too wantonly. Derek pushes in as far
as his hand allows. His free hand takes a firmer grip of Isaac’s cock and jerks
more intensely. “Haah, haah, ah ah, Derek, oh yes!” Isaac can’t contain his
passion. Derek retracts his thumb, causing Isaac to whine at the loss. Derek
tsks and feeds him his index and middle finger instead. Isaac howls loudly and
his cock throbs in Derek’s hand. “Such good boy you are.” Derek praises,
rubbing at Isaac’s prostate with both fingers. For Isaac it feels as though he
is going crazy. Just like every time Derek makes love to him.
“Holy fuck, Derek, I am gona cum.” Isaac cries out. “Cum for me Isaac.” Derek
encourages. That is all it takes. Seed spills from Isaac’s glans, all over
Derek’s hand and the grey cloth of Isaac’s sweatpants. “Naughty beta, you made
a mess. I think you should be taught a lesson.” Derek retracts both hands and
licks the cum off of his hand. He pulls Isaac’s pants down, just enough, the
waistband just below Isaac’s firm buttcheeks. “Maybe you should indeed teach me
a lesson, Alpha.” Isaac cooes coyly. Derek grins and parts Isaac’s buttcheeks
with both hands. Isaac moans a little. “Do it, Derek, please do it.” He begs.
And Derek does it. He pushes the full length of his cock into Isaac’s warm
column. Isaac snarls in pleasure and pain, mixed together to something greater.
His eyes glow yellow and his fangs grow out. “Do you like it that much, getting
rammed like this?” Derek growls lustfully. “Oh yes, yes Derek, oh fuck. I love
it when you pound me like this. It feels so good.” Isaac whimpers. “Yes it
does.” Derek agrees.
He finds leverage on Isaac’s hips and speeds up his thrusts, pounding into the
beta without any mercy. Isaac howls loudly, his nails, digging ridges in the
wooden counter top. “I am driving you crazy, aren’t I, Isaac?” Derek growls.
“Always Derek, always.” Isaac pants. Derek presses himself tighter against his
beta. “I could fuck you like this every day for the rest of my life.” He
whispers before biting down on Isaac’s shoulder. “Oh if only that could be true
Derek. I’d be the happiest beta in this world.” Isaac whispers. Derek growls
softly. “I might keep good on that if you moan for me like you always do.” He
stills the movements of his hips and keep silent, breathing his hot breath down
Isaac’s pale neck. The teenager moans wantonly, like a good little bitch.
“There is a good boy.” Derek breathes out heavily, this time against the shell
of Isaac’s ear, knowing the skin there to be extremely sensitive. Isaac howls
in pleasure. “Oh fuck Derek!” He shivered.
Derek resumes the grueling pace of his hips, spending his seed not long after.
He groans loudly, his hips stuttering against Isaac’s ass, as his nails dig
into the flesh of the teens hips.Isaac holds perfectly still and takes it all
with a silent air of satisfaction. He gasped softly at the loss when Derek
pulls out. Derek leaned down to peck Isaac’s neck. He fixes Isaac’s clothes,
slow and with the utmost attention, focussing on every little detail. How the
wide T-shirt Isaac is wearing draped against the expanse of the beta’s
shoulders. The elastic band of his jogging pants clinging to his hips and the
delicious curve of his ass accentuated by the grey cloth. It almost
reinvigorates Derek’s desire for the younger wolf. But he restrains himself and
finishes the dishes.
He chuckles softly as Isaac yelps, wringing his knees together. “What is the
matter, Isaac?” He asks gently. Isaac growls. “You know exactly what, you
wanker.” Isaac gives his Alpha a slightly disdainful look. Derek reels him in
with an arm around the boy’s waist. Isaac sighs and leans into him. “I hate you
so much, I hope you know.” Isaac says, shivering as another gush of Derek’s
seed trickles down the inside of his legs. Derek chuckles gently, kissing the
side of Isaac’s head gently. “I know.” He whispers, sounding strangely at
peace.
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