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Hearing Isaac growl was such a turn on. Stiles was completely consumed by his desire for Isaac and could think of nothing else. "Yes," he agreed, though he doubted that this could have happened sooner since it seemed in the past that Isaac hated him. "I want you to..." he trailed off, unsure of how to say what he wanted.

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Stiles was caught off guard by the compliment. Did Isaac really think that about him? Things really had changed between them.

His hands roamed over Isaac’s body, feeling the hard muscles and the tickle of his chest hair. He held Isaac close, kissing his lips and nipping at his neck. Isaac was so fucking hot. Stiles couldn’t remember wanting anyone else as badly as he wanted Isaac right now.

As Stiles began nipping at his neck, Isaac growled deep in his throat before shifting in closer..and closer. He wanted to be so close, that he soon ended up laying on top of Stiles, the new position making everything so much better, “This..this should have..happened s-sooner..”

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Stiles was caught off guard by the compliment. Did Isaac really think that about him? Things really had changed between them.

His hands roamed over Isaac's body, feeling the hard muscles and the tickle of his chest hair. He held Isaac close, kissing his lips and nipping at his neck. Isaac was so fucking hot. Stiles couldn't remember wanting anyone else as badly as he wanted Isaac right now.

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“Isaac,” Stiles moaned. He thrusted against Isaac’s hand shamelessly. “Fuck.” He started tugging at Isaac’s shirt, attempting to undress him.

Isaac growled softly before pulling back just enough so his shirt could be pulled off, “Not just me..you know..” Reaching forward, he grabs onto the front of Stiles’ shirt and basically just claws it off of him, “God you’re beautiful..”

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"Isaac," Stiles moaned. He thrusted against Isaac's hand shamelessly. "Fuck." He started tugging at Isaac's shirt, attempting to undress him.

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Stiles wasn’t worrying about anything in this moment, just happy to be with Isaac right now. He was a really good kisser. Stiles loved every second of it. He rocked his hips slightly against Isaac’s, seeking friction.

As Stiles moved, Isaac hummed contently, “There he is again..” Moving his hand down from the other’s hair, he rests it gently on Stiles’ crotch, “Wow. Can’t say I’m surprised.” Smirking, he leans in for another kiss and starts moving his hand.

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Stiles wasn't worrying about anything in this moment, just happy to be with Isaac right now. He was a really good kisser. Stiles loved every second of it. He rocked his hips slightly against Isaac's, seeking friction.

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Clearly Isaac had changed in the time he had been away and things between them had definitely changed suddenly. That was okay though. Stiles wasn’t complaining. He was happy. “I’m good,” Stiles assured him. “I want this. I want you.”

“Looks like we finally agree on something.” Isaac smiled softly and leaned in for another kiss, this one being more deep and passionate. Reaching a hand up, he tangles his fingers into Stiles’ hair. He wasn’t entirely sure where they were going to end up, but Isaac wanted to find out.

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Clearly Isaac had changed in the time he had been away and things between them had definitely changed suddenly. That was okay though. Stiles wasn't complaining. He was happy. "I'm good," Stiles assured him. "I want this. I want you."

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Stiles was slightly embarrassed about the whole thing but it was okay. Isaac wasn’t upset or freaked out. Isaac was kissing him and it felt amazing. He forgot everything else and just enjoyed the feeling of Isaac’s lips on his neck. “Sounds good,” he agreed. He didn’t want this to end. Nothing sounded better than staying in bed with Isaac all day.

Trailing his lips back up to Stiles’, he pulled back and look at the other seriously, “Hey. I don’t know when..or how this changed..we changed, but I only ever want to do what you’re comfortable with. I just want you to be okay and safe and not have to worry about anything else.”

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Stiles was slightly embarrassed about the whole thing but it was okay. Isaac wasn't upset or freaked out. Isaac was kissing him and it felt amazing. He forgot everything else and just enjoyed the feeling of Isaac's lips on his neck. "Sounds good," he agreed. He didn't want this to end. Nothing sounded better than staying in bed with Isaac all day.

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Stiles expected Isaac to react badly. He was completely caught off guard when they were suddenly kissing. Was this really happening? He wasn’t dreaming? After a moment of shock he kissed Isaac back eagerly. His fingers tangled in Isaac’s curls.

Pulling back after a few moments, Isaac took in a deep breath and smiled, “I was just having fun with you. It’s hard to hide things like that from a werewolf..” Their noses lightly brush each other before Isaac moves to start placing soft kisses to Stiles’ neck, “We’re staying..in bed..”

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Stiles expected Isaac to react badly. He was completely caught off guard when they were suddenly kissing. Was this really happening? He wasn't dreaming? After a moment of shock he kissed Isaac back eagerly. His fingers tangled in Isaac's curls.

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Stiles bit his lip, struggling to control himself. Isaac was pressed against him and it felt good. He wanted to thrust against him and get some friction but he fought the urge. This was not appropriate. Isaac had to notice by now. Why wasn’t he saying anything? “I want to kiss you,” Stiles blurted out suddenly, unable to stop himself. “Is that weird? I’m sorry.”

“Is it weird?” Isaac was silent for a moment before quickly rolling over, “Nope..” Grabbing the back of Stiles’ head, he tugs him forward and presses their lips together roughly. However, they only parted just long enough for air before Isaac leaned in again, this time for a much softer kiss.

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Stiles expected Isaac to react badly. He was completely caught off guard when they were suddenly kissing. Was this really happening? He wasn't dreaming? After a moment of shock he kissed Isaac back eagerly. His fingers tangled in Isaac's curls.

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Stiles bit his lip, struggling to control himself. Isaac was pressed against him and it felt good. He wanted to thrust against him and get some friction but he fought the urge. This was not appropriate. Isaac had to notice by now. Why wasn’t he saying anything? “I want to kiss you,” Stiles blurted out suddenly, unable to stop himself. “Is that weird? I’m sorry.”

“Is it weird?” Isaac was silent for a moment before quickly rolling over, “Nope..” Grabbing the back of Stiles’ head, he tugs him forward and presses their lips together roughly. However, they only parted just long enough for air before Isaac leaned in again, this time for a much softer kiss.

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Stiles bit his lip, struggling to control himself. Isaac was pressed against him and it felt good. He wanted to thrust against him and get some friction but he fought the urge. This was not appropriate. Isaac had to notice by now. Why wasn't he saying anything? "I want to kiss you," Stiles blurted out suddenly, unable to stop himself. "Is that weird? I'm sorry."

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“Okay,” Stiles said, because there didn’t seem to be any of way out of this or anything else he could say to talk his way out of it. He just tried desperately to think of things that would distract him from how attractive Isaac was. It seemed impossible not to think about it though. Isaac seemed to have gotten even more attractive recently in the time he’d been gone and Stiles couldn’t seem to help himself. He was after all a teenage boy with all the hormones going crazy and he hadn’t touched himself in a few days which was a really long time for him. He’d been so stressed out that nothing had turned him on but now he was having the opposite problem. This was wildly inappropriate and Isaac was going to kill him any second now. How would he explain to Scott that Isaac hated him even more now because they had a strange snuggle session that he happened to enjoy a little too much? Despite his racing thoughts and raging anxiety, it did nothing to deter his growing arousal. Stiles practically held his breath, waiting for Isaac to notice it and punch him in the face.

Isaac wasn’t stupid, he could clearly tell what was going on and it was only getting worse. When he commented on the fact that he didn’t smell that bad, it was referring to how ‘uncomfortable’ Stiles was getting. But unfortunately for him, he was going to have a little bit of fun with him, just because..well, he was an ass. Faking a yawn, he rolled onto his side, and pushed back a little more closer to Stiles, knowing fairly well that what he was trying to hide before..he wasn’t going to be able to anymore, “Hmm..this is nice. No responsibilities, no stress, just you..and me.” And the little guy joining in between them. Why was he having so much fun with this?

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"Okay," Stiles said, because there didn't seem to be any of way out of this or anything else he could say to talk his way out of it. He just tried desperately to think of things that would distract him from how attractive Isaac was. It seemed impossible not to think about it though. Isaac seemed to have gotten even more attractive recently in the time he'd been gone and Stiles couldn't seem to help himself. He was after all a teenage boy with all the hormones going crazy and he hadn't touched himself in a few days which was a really long time for him. He'd been so stressed out that nothing had turned him on but now he was having the opposite problem. This was wildly inappropriate and Isaac was going to kill him any second now. How would he explain to Scott that Isaac hated him even more now because they had a strange snuggle session that he happened to enjoy a little too much? Despite his racing thoughts and raging anxiety, it did nothing to deter his growing arousal. Stiles practically held his breath, waiting for Isaac to notice it and punch him in the face.

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Stiles was glad that Isaac felt comfortable there with him. It had helped calm his anxiety having Isaac there too. He wondered if Isaac might want to stay again tonight too. It seemed helpful to them both.

“Sure,” he agreed, not wanting to disappoint Isaac. He was pretty happy and comfortable laying there with him. And yet, he was constantly distracted by the feeling of Isaac’s warm muscular body pressed against him. He tried desperately to refocus his thoughts on other things but it was impossible. He squirmed slightly in an attempt to put distance between himself and Isaac. His body was beginning to react in a way that Stiles didn’t think was appropriate, especially if he wanted Isaac to stay another night. He couldn’t let Isaac notice. His heart was still beating fast, excited yet nervous. Was Isaac aware of it? Could werewolves smell arousal? He should remember to ask Scott about that. “I should go shower probably,” he said, not wanting to get out of bed but desperate to get himself under control again. He had to get away from Isaac.

When Stiles mentioned showering, Isaac whined like a puppy and tugged him closer again, “You can shower later. Besides, you don’t smell that bad right now anyway. So I think you can wait a little bit longer.” Closing his eyes, he wasn’t going back to sleep, but just laying there comfortably with a stupid smile on his face. This was nice, and Stiles getting up to shower..was not nice. And for once, Isaac decided to be selfish and keep Stiles to himself. “We don’t have anything planned today, so it’s not like we can’t just stay in bed, so I’m deciding that’s what we’re going to do. Between the two of us..I’m the alpha, and what I say goes.”

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Stiles was glad that Isaac felt comfortable there with him. It had helped calm his anxiety having Isaac there too. He wondered if Isaac might want to stay again tonight too. It seemed helpful to them both.

"Sure," he agreed, not wanting to disappoint Isaac. He was pretty happy and comfortable laying there with him. And yet, he was constantly distracted by the feeling of Isaac's warm muscular body pressed against him. He tried desperately to refocus his thoughts on other things but it was impossible. He squirmed slightly in an attempt to put distance between himself and Isaac. His body was beginning to react in a way that Stiles didn't think was appropriate, especially if he wanted Isaac to stay another night. He couldn't let Isaac notice. His heart was still beating fast, excited yet nervous. Was Isaac aware of it? Could werewolves smell arousal? He should remember to ask Scott about that. "I should go shower probably," he said, not wanting to get out of bed but desperate to get himself under control again. He had to get away from Isaac.

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Stiles was very much awake now and as a result also very much aware of Isaac’s body pressed against his own. He was so tired and stressed before that he didn’t really think much about it. He never really did think much about Isaac in this way since Isaac seemed to hate him in the past. Things had changed now. Isaac looked good, very good actually. Like ridiculously attractive. Why was he so attractive? Those curls and cheekbones and his eyes… “Sure,” he said, trying to act casual even as he felt his heart beating faster.

Isaac stared at Stiles with confusion etched on his face, “Do I have something on my nose or..?” He just didn’t understand why he was just like glaring at him. Trying to ignore it, he takes a deep breath and looks up at the ceiling, “Thanks..for letting me stay here. Even though I didn’t sleep much, I was really comfortable..and I still am.” Chuckling a bit, Isaac glances back down at Stiles, “If nothing needs to be done today, could we just lay here for as long as possible?”

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Stiles was very much awake now and as a result also very much aware of Isaac's body pressed against his own. He was so tired and stressed before that he didn't really think much about it. He never really did think much about Isaac in this way since Isaac seemed to hate him in the past. Things had changed now. Isaac looked good, very good actually. Like ridiculously attractive. Why was he so attractive? Those curls and cheekbones and his eyes... "Sure," he said, trying to act casual even as he felt his heart beating faster.

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Stiles looked at Isaac and for a long silent moment their faces were really close together. “Morning,” he mumbled, distracted by a sudden urge to press his lips against Isaac’s. “I should… I should make lunch or something.” Isaac’s fingers were in his hair and he was having trouble focusing on anything else.

Isaac shrugs and tugs Stiles closer, “Yeah you could. Or we could just lay here for a little bit longer? Your bed is actually quite comfortable..and warm.” Sure he was a little bit hungry, but laying here with Stiles..he couldn’t explain it. It was just..nice. For a change.”

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Adorable pansexual males. :P

Thank you! You and Isaac are also adorable :)

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What??I don't know if this is supposed to be for Stiles or me so...Both me and Stiles are pansexual males

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Stiles looked at Isaac and for a long silent moment their faces were really close together. "Morning," he mumbled, distracted by a sudden urge to press his lips against Isaac's. "I should... I should make lunch or something." Isaac's fingers were in his hair and he was having trouble focusing on anything else.

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Isaac was warm and he smelled kind of nice and Stiles was so comfortable snuggled up with him. It was the first time he felt truly at peace and not anxious in such a long time. He didn’t wake until it was almost noon, exhausted from all the sleepless nights he spent stressing about things.

When Isaac could feel Stiles start to stir, he released his grip on him a little bit. The exhaustion still clear on his face, but Stiles slept well and that was all that mattered. Smiling softly, he still didn’t remove his fingers from his hair, “Morning..well, afternoon actually.”