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Stiles Stilinski. 17. Bisexual. Human. Independent TWRP Blog. Multiverse. M!A: N/A Tracking tag: arsenalofquestions Mun is 21+

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A New World

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He made a noise when his shirt came off, it was a mixture of a yelp and a moan. It was because he hadn’t expected it to come off, but at the same time he just really wanted it off, so he was happy with it. When Stiles was running his hands over his chest, he moaned lowly. The sensation of hands on his chest sent shivers of pleasure throughout his body, and had him groaning. He was loving the attention, and when Isaac heard what Stiles was saying, he narrowed his eyes at him. “I deserve to get what I want. And I want you Stiles.” He groaned, and his breath hitched just before he said that he wanted Stiles. It was the truth, he really did want the other. Something he’d been thinking all too much about since their almost kiss ages ago.

He wasn’t surprised with how easily his pants came off, considering they didn’t really fit him all that well. They were held up with a string at the waist. However, that it was Stiles pulling them off, along with his boxer like underwear did have him somewhat surprised. His mouth was hanging open and he was breathing heavily, filling the tent with the noise of his breathing. When Stiles palmed his dick, Isaac let out a high-pitched noise of surprise, because he never could’ve imagined how it felt. Having someone’s hand on his dick. Isaac tilted his head down and watched Stiles as best as he could, and seeing Stiles’ mouth getting closer and closer to his cock had him blushing, and moaning at the same time. “Oh─my─god.” Was all that came out of his mouth when Stiles took his cock into his mouth. The warmth that surrounded him had him bucking his hips without any form of control, and he just wanted more. He was also making a lot of obscene noises and rambling random letters of the alphabet, not able to build proper words anymore. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last long, not with how amazing it felt with the other’s mouth on his dick.

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The breathless way in which Isaac responded to his mouth, bucking into his movements, his moaning and incoherent rambling just made Stiles moan in return, spurning him to work the base of the shaft he couldn't quite swallow with his hand while he bobbed quickly on the rest, cheeks hallowed as he sucked around the hard cock and licked haphazardly with his tongue.  Stiles had never given a blowjob before, he was literally just going off instinct, so he could only hope that it was good enough to get Isaac off.

He used his other hand to reach under and fondle Isaac's balls a bit, spreading his legs farther and farther so he would relax them open wider until his ass was easily exposed and Stiles could slide his finger down into the crevice of his ass and tease his hole with the tip of his finger.  Just the idea of it had Stiles salivating all over Isaac's dick, wanting more.  He pulled back to suck at just the head of Isaac's cock and tease it, lapping at his slit, tasting the precome that came so readily from it, waiting for the signal that Isaac might lose his sensibilities. He couldn't wait to see what it would look like.

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He whimpered as Stiles continued to work his cock, mostly because it was the noise that came out of his throat. He couldn’t control the noises he made, and now that he wasn’t thinking, but was just letting himself let go, and be himself. He didn’t have the need to control the noises he made. He didn’t even have the need to be careful. He was moving, bucking his hips against Stiles’ face. When the other was pulling off, Isaac whined, because he really didn’t want it to stop, and it didn’t because the head of his cock was getting the attention, and it had him howling in pleasure. So when his lover pulled off completely he whined loudly and moved forward, pressing against him and rutting his hips against the other’s. He couldn’t complain too much, because he was being kissed, and there was a hand on his cock, jacking him off. It wasn’t what he wanted, he didn’t want a hand. He wanted more.

“M-mine.” He growled as he pressed forward and worked on toppling Stiles over. He wanted him on his back. “Bed.” There was a growl to his voice and he was pressing forward even more now. Isaac was harder than anything and the hand that was on his cock didn’t help one bit. He wanted more, and he wanted more now. He didn’t care if he was the top or the bottom. He wanted more, he craved more, and he would pick Stiles up and put him on the bed if he didn’t start moving soon. 

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Stiles moaned when Isaac overbalanced him and loomed above him, all feral and devastatingly beautiful and needy, fuck Stiles had never seen him so needy before.  He nodded at the command, pushing up gently on Isaac's shoulders so he could sit up and stumble back into the bed again, tugging Isaac back over him.  "How do you wanna take me, baby?" He was beginning to tingle all over at the thought of Isaac fucking hard and possessively into him, claiming him, calling Stiles his own the whole time he was thrusting deep inside his ass, making him sore from it - but it would be good.  "I'll do whatever you want, Isaac, just please c'mon - I want you to fuck me..." He reached around and grabbed a handful of Isaac's ass, tugging him down by it so his hips rocked into Stiles' and their cocks slid together.

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He whined into the kiss, and it was partially from surprise, but also from need. He needed Stiles so badly, and he wanted him, he wanted him more than ever. However, it only took him a fraction of a second to kiss him back, and he moved a little, pressing against the other, wanting more. He slumped back down against the wall, hitting his head on it, without actually noticing it. It was all because his neck was being covered in kisses, and it was a weak spot for Isaac. Even more so now that he was in heat. It was a wolf thing, always wanting attention to the neck, and still being shifted the wolf was right there, purring and making noises that weren’t normal for him when he had sex. But he didn’t care, he didn’t even try to stop it anymore. He just sat there, enjoying the attention he was getting from Stiles and his mouth.

“M─mine. You─you’re mine.” He repeated as he finally looked down at the other, and there was a soft smile on his lips. “Ye─yeah. I-I trust you.” He got out and then his breath hitched in his throat. He couldn’t get anything else out, because he felt like he was going to explode soon, especially if his cock didn’t get attention. Before he could even say anything he felt the tongue trail from his chest and down towards groin. Isaac let out a whimpered moan when Stiles took his cock into his mouth. It made him buck his hips by accident, because he had never been able to think of just how amazing it would feel, getting a blowjob while being shifted. 

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Isaac pushed back into his throat and it burned a little, but it was too good to really bother Stiles that much.  Not exactly the actual act itself, just the knowledge that Isaac was letting himself go, letting himself act and not think, letting himself be whoever he was with Stiles.  Even after all their time together, he was still getting to know all of Isaac because he was so guarded and now - now he was wolfed out and blissed out and emotionally raw and nearly all the things he basically never let himself be and it was so beautiful and amazing and Stiles couldn't be more in love and more turned on if he tried.

He moaned loudly over his boyfriend's cock as he felt it push back into his throat, pulling away before it gagged him.  He teased at his cockhead, licking the slit and sucking it while his tongue laved extra attention around the underside before he pulled back so he could kiss Isaac again, his hand pumping up and down the werewolf's length while his mouth was gone.  "Isaac-" Stiles whined against his mouth, rutting up on the blond's leg with his own thickening cock, "-you're so beautiful like this, baby..." He brushed his other hand through Isaac's sweaty curls and grinned happily at him.  "Do you need me to do anything specific for you?  Just tell me how to take care of you..." He slid his hand down over Isaac's cheek, caressing it sweetly, weirdly contradicting the tight grasp he had on the other boy's cock at the same time, jacking it quickly while he stared fondly into golden eyes.

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He was still whining, even though he wanted it to stop now that he was realizing that he was doing it, he couldn’t. He couldn’t control the whining, it was coming of its own accord. He really disliked it, because it made him feel weak. He hated how he was feeling. He felt out of control, weak, and he felt hopeless. He just wanted to contain it, to hide his emotions, to capture them and not let them out. It was how Isaac usually did it. Kept it all bottled up and let it out when he was alone. When he didn’t have anyone near him. It was why he was devastated over his lack of control. Especially when he saw Stiles staying and sitting down next to the bed. They were still a bit away from each other, but they were both in the same room, and it was something that made the whining lessen.

When he’s told that Stiles loves him, again, a high-pitched whine made its way out through his lips. Something he wished he’d been able to contain. “I-I- Stiles- you can’t─ it’s─it-it’s not─ it’s not safe.” He stuttered out, because he knew it wasn’t safe to love him. Everyone who had loved him were dead, and he didn’t want that, he couldn’t bear the thought of losing Stiles. He couldn’t, it hurt just thinking about it. “They─they die. E-e-e-every-every-one who-who loves me─ th-they die.” Isaac whined as he squirmed where he was sitting. It didn’t matter that he was freaking out or that the conversation was somber, he was getting achingly hard, and it was only a matter of time before he would start palming himself. He knew it, because he had been in heat for several hours now, and he couldn’t stop himself. He needed the release, he needed to reach his orgasm. He had no idea how long it would last, he just knew it was a primal urge that he couldn’t stop.

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It felt like his heart was dropping into his stomach and for a completely different reason.  He thought Isaac didn't want him - and maybe he didn't - but he hadn't said that yet and that made Stiles hopeful again.  What hurt was knowing that Isaac thought he was somehow cursed, that he didn't want people to care about him because he thought it would get them killed; it was an awful thing to think, much less actually believe and it was pretty obvious that Isaac really believed it was true.

Stiles shuffled forward on his hands and knees, kissing Isaac softly on the lips, feeling his fangs still extended which was weird but also exhilarating.  He leaned in and kissed a trail down Isaac's neck, sucking against his collarbone before he pulled back to look into his face.  "I'm not going anywhere, Isaac. Just... please don't worry about it, okay?  You're right, I am yours and everything - everything is going to be fine.  You trust me, right?"  He licked down Isaac's chest to his waiting cock and took it into his mouth, brushing his hands lightly over Isaac's thighs as he worked his tongue against the shaft and swallowed him down over and over again to help him find relief.

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He was still watching Stiles, and he was still frozen in place on the floor. He wanted to move. He wanted to wrap his arms around the other. He wanted to cling to him, he wanted him to stay. He didn’t want to to be alone, the only problem was that he couldn’t express what he wanted, or what he was thinking. He was still whining, and he wasn’t even aware of it. He was just really distraught and couldn’t control it. No matter how much he wanted to control himself, it was impossible. He was still shifted, and with the heat rising again, making him itch and feel as if he was on fire, Isaac’s whining just became louder.

"I— I. No- no. Not like that. It’s- " he tried to speak but the sentence was deconstructed and the words came out in the wrong order. "I—I-it’s it’s not- not like that. On-only you. No-no you’re-you’re first and-and only." He was stuttering, trying to get the words out in the right order. He wanted to express himself, but it was really hard for him. He was stumbling and fumbling, and it wasn’t getting any easier with his need to have set again was growing. "Ple-please- you-you you’re mine." Isaac mumbled as he was starting to squirm where he was sitting. "I-I-I need- please." He whined as he continued to squirm where he was sitting. He had no control over his body and he was getting hard again.

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Stiles knew he was being harsh, but he felt like he was near breaking and it was the only way he seemed to stay in one piece.  But as Isaac started stuttering in an attempt to explain himself, to call Stiles his 'first and only' and say that he was Isaac's, it was hard to be angry.  He dumped all his stuff by Isaac's bed and knelt down next to it face Isaac, still a ways away from him, staring him down. 

"Isaac, please don't.  You can't do this to me, it... it hurts... I told you I loved you, okay, and I do and you couldn't get away fast enough.  What do you expect from me? How do you expect me to hold on to that?" Stiles bit his lip to keep himself in check because he didn't want to cry, his eyes glancing down to where he saw Isaac's cock hardening again, licking his lips involuntarily.  He still wanted him, even after all that, it was like an illness.  He really had fallen hard, shit.

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He whined when he felt the waves of emotions coming off of Stiles. He hadn’t meant to upset him, he just didn’t deal well with being told about certain feelings. Especially not with how many people who had loved him, and he had loved back that had died. He just couldn’t bear to lose more people. It was why he hated to hear that phrase. It was the same reason Isaac started to panic when Stiles was moving around and cursing. “No, no, no. Stiles, no. That’s─ I don’t─ Stiles.” He whined, trying to express himself and what he was feeling, but as usual, his words failed him. He couldn’t get a proper sentence out, he couldn’t even form a coherent thought anymore. He was just freaking out, because of several things at once. He didn’t want Stiles to leave, he didn’t want to lose him, he wanted to keep him. He didn’t want to be alone. “Stiles─” he whined as he slumped against the wall and ended up sitting down on his bare ass against the wall. He knew he wouldn’t be able to stand to be in his room later, not with Stiles come going everywhere Isaac ended up, because it was still leaking out of his ass.

His eyes were glued to Stiles, and he was watching his progress over to the door. He just couldn’t get himself to get up. He was frozen in place, and even though he wasn’t aware of it, there was a constant whine emanating from him. When he was told to call someone else for his ‘needs’, his whine grew louder. He didn’t want anyone else. He wanted Stiles, he just couldn’t express himself, and he always did the wrong thing. It wasn’t the first time Isaac said the wrong thing, making the human leave like that. “No─ Stiles! You don’t─ No─ It doesn’t work─” he whined as he sat there, still staring at the other, even if it was his back by now.

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Stiles hated hearing that noise, that constant whine Isaac kept making, but at the same time it wasn't fair for Isaac to suddenly feel bad after being such a dick about what Stiles had said.  Sure, it wasn't even that he didn't say it back - Stiles could live with that, it wasn't a big deal, he just wanted it to be known - but that Isaac acted like it was the worst thing he could've ever heard from Stiles, like it made him less desirable and wanted.  What a fucking nightmare.

He hesitated at the door, waiting for Isaac to actually get something out, but he never did, except for a partial phrase that made Stiles wheel around quickly, his eyes almost comically large in their sockets.  "It doesn't work?  What doesn't work?  Fucking somebody else, Isaac? Did you try it?  Am I your second shot at getting your relief, or whatever it is you call this? What even am I to you?" Because right now he just felt dirty and used where moments ago when he was balls deep in his boyfriend he'd felt affection and desire nearly unending.

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burntotears WHY DOES SMUT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT TURN INTO ANGST? THIS ISN’T RIGHT!

#blames emmie for my feels#because poor babies#isaac is freaking out#and he's in heat#and i just#flails around

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Whatchu talkin' bout, Willis? I didn't do nuffin.

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He never would’ve thought that he would be okay with inflicting pain, or receiving it when having sex. However, now that he’d been faced with it, he had found out that he didn’t really have a problem with it. Considering he’d just bit Stiles’ and come at the same time. Another thing he never had expected. He moaned loudly when Stiles came, and he was still moving up and down in the guy’s lap, riding through his own orgasm, and helping the other with his. Isaac leaned his head against his shoulder, licking at the bite, trying to get it to heal faster. He was still squeezing his hole around the other’s dick as he was slowly coming down from his high. He was pulled down from it even faster when he heard the other’s words.

He was frozen in place and he was staring at Stiles, just plain staring at him. He had no idea what to reply to it, and the only thing he did was move. He moved backwards, scrambling off of the other’s lap, making him fall on his ass and land on the floor. He hadn’t meant to do that, but, he’d just been in a hurry to move away from Stiles. Once Isaac had recovered from falling on his ass, he stood up a bit. “Don’t say shit like that.” He said quietly, and there was a growl to his voice, his eyes still glowing, and fangs and claws still out. He couldn’t really change back because his control had gone, and for the moment, he was calm and he didn’t have the itch, but he knew it wouldn’t last. It always came back. It had for the past three hours he’d tried to deal with it himself. He was in heat after all.

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Stiles stared blankly forward as Isaac ushered himself backwards off the bed and onto the floor, so quick to get away from Stiles it was almost unbelievable.  He'd never gone from being so turned on and so desired to absolutely revolting in such a sort amount of time.  It nearly gave him whiplash.  It also made him feel so damn used and unbearably unwanted that he could hardly stand being in the room anymore, much less look Isaac in the face.  "Wow.  Just... wow Isaac, fucking nice, man, thanks for that," he mumbled harshly under his breath, rolling off the side of the bed and snatching at his clothing so he could yank it back on.  "It's not like... fuck it nevermind.  You got your lay, enjoy the rest of your evening."

He balled up his shirt and shoes, too damn annoyed to even bother stopping to put them on.  He just dug out his keys and headed toward the door, but he couldn't keep his mouth shut, because he was Stiles and he never did.  His voice was low and he was too fascinated with the door handle to look back at Isaac in the room.  "Maybe you should call somebody that you find a little less revolting the next time you need to sate your carnal needs, huh?  I wouldn't want to make you feel disgusted so soon after you come if I accidentally let it slip that I gave a shit again.  There are people you can pay for this sort of thing, y'know."

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A New World

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His breath hitched in his throat and it made a bit of a clicking sound as he finally managed to actually breathe again. He groaned when Stiles was rocking his hips back down, and he was meeting them as he bucked his hips up. The bite to his shoulder took him off guard and had him moaning even louder than before as he bucked his hips up again. Isaac really hadn’t expected to be bitten anywhere, especially not while they were basically dry humping each other. But it had happened, and it so turned out that it just had him get hornier, and made him want Stiles all that much more.

When the guy started to ramble, he just made a noise, and bucked his hips against Stiles’. He was completely ignoring the words that were being said, because he just really wanted things to happen already. “Yes! I want you to fuck me!” he growled lowly right in Stiles’ ear, something he wasn’t even sure how he managed, because he was so lost in his own lust. Isaac really didn’t care where they were, because to him, he couldn’t get a better first time. “I don’t care Stiles! What matters is that I get to do it for the first time with someone I want to do it with.” He spoke, and he kind of ended up moaning Stiles’ name, because he couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his legs around the guy’s waist, to use it as leverage to buck his hips up and get that friction he wanted.

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Stiles moaned heavily when Isaac responded directly into his ear, partially from how he sounded and partially from what he was saying.  He bit his lip, still internally struggling with how terrible he felt right now for 'taking advantage' of this situation, of Isaac, of his vulnerable virginal body for his own selfish desires...

Except Isaac said that he wanted to have his first time with someone - someone like Stiles apparently, because he was settling for him.  He was good enough for Isaac's first time and while Stiles wasn't quite sure about that, he couldn't seem to bring himself to let go of this moment, not with Isaac clung to him and so so beautiful in the dim light. 

Stiles pulled back and yanked his shirt over his head, brushing his hand reverently over Isaac's exposed chest, loving every beautiful inch of his milky skin.  "You deserve better, Isaac," he whispered again, feeling like a fool still for agreeing to this but he couldn't say no, he couldn't deny Isaac what he was asking for.  

He made quick work of Isaac's pants, sliding them off his body along with his underwear, freeing his cock which he palmed with wide eyes, surprised at how large Isaac was.  Then he lowered his mouth to the other's hip before honing in on his cock, sucking it into his mouth while he watched Stiles for clues as to what he was thinking or feeling while he moaned and took in his cock a bit more, surprised at just how good it felt to be working Isaac's cock finally, to be able to please him, to give him something good.

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He was growling slightly when Stiles was moaning loudly and fucking up into him even harder, and faster. He had no idea how the human could keep up, because He was moving even faster himself, and he was bordering on using his werewolf strength and speed. Especially since the wolf was right there with him. Isaac was half shifted, and if there had been a full moon on top of his heat, he would be as wolfed out as he could be. Something that could get dangerous for everyone. Including himself. He continued to ride Stiles’ dick, and he was mouthing at the side of his lover’s neck while his hands were cautiously grasping the other’s shoulders.

As he continued to move in unison with Stiles, he could feel himself heading closer to the edge of his orgasm, but he couldn’t quite reach it. It didn’t help that he was being told by the human in this duo to actually bite him. Isaac didn’t want to bite his boyfriend, he didn’t want to hurt him. Something that he was bound to do if he let himself bite down on the junction between Stiles’ shoulder and neck. It was where he was sucking and kissing the skin at the moment. With the words and the fact that his lover was mouthing at his ear, and then bit him there, didn’t help. It was making him lose control, and it didn’t take long before he was biting down on Stiles’ shoulder while at the same time coming undone and spurting his come between there stomachs.

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To be honest, Stiles was worried he'd pushed too hard.  They'd never really talked about this before (Isaac had never wolfed out while they'd had sex before either) and with Isaac's past he was a bit worried with how pain kink might go over for the beta.  While Isaac was unwilling, he didn't seem insulted, so there was that at least.  At least until Isaac did bite him and fucking came at the same time.

Stiles' mouth fell open and he yelled Isaac's name in his purest pleasure to date, something he was certain he'd never felt before - pleasure beyond anything he'd ever imagined that coursed with the pain from his shoulder, making it hotter, making Stiles hungrier.  He moaned and surged into his lover's mouth, his fingers now in a tight grip in Isaac's hair to guide his mouth just where he wanted it.  It didn't take but two more thrusts after Isaac bit him and Stiles was coming, spilling hot seed inside of his lover's hole and moaning against his mouth while he road through it.  "Ohmygod baby Isaac fuck I love you baby ohgod I really do-"

He was hardly down from the high of his orgasm but he knew that he'd just fucked up.  They'd been together for a while, sure, but it seemed like they just weren't at that point yet, like they just weren't ready for that type of commitment, yet Stiles just belted it out during an orgasm like it was second-fucking-nature - what the hell was wrong with his brain?  He'd just had the best sex of his life with a guy he was pretty sure he was in love with and now he was probably going to lose him all because his big damn mouth and his stupid sex-soaked brain and fuck Isaac was so sexy right now.

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A New World

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He groaned at the kiss, because it was far from chaste now, and he was putting his all into it, along with rolling his hips against Stiles. It was sending waves of pleasure through his body, and drawing out more moans from him. Moans that grew louder when the other was licking at his neck. It really wasn’t fair. It was a soft spot, and a kink for him. His neck, any kind of attention that was paid to his neck, just turned him into a horndog. Isaac let out a lewd moan that turned into Stiles name when he felt the hands in under his shirt. It caused him to buck his hips a bit haphazardly as his shirt was coming off. He helped and tugged it off all the way. He tossed it to the side and groaned when the other was laving at his nipple. It had his mouth hanging open with moans as he pressed his head hard into his makeshift pillow. When the nipping began, he cried out and just gripped at Stiles’ shoulders, pressing him down against himself and then bucking his hips up at the same time.

He wasn’t even looking at Stiles anymore, because he was so caught up in the pleasure that his head had fallen back and his eyes had closed. He only opened them when he felt that warm and soft mouth on his own,  the thing was, it was just really wet now. There kisses had become wet and sloppy, and he just felt all the saliva in his mouth, but he just didn’t care. Especially not when he was licked from his mouth to his ear. When his earlobe was sucked on, his breath hitched and he made a squeaky noise. Something he would completely deny if he was ever asked about it. When he heard what Stiles was asking him, Isaac groaned, because he really had no ideas. His mind was a complete blank, even though he was actually trying to think of something. It was just impossible. His brain had turned off, and all that was in it, was the picture of the other right now. The kiss swollen, dark red lips, and the lust filled eyes. A picture he really didn’t want to forget anytime soon.

Before he could stop himself, there were words coming out of his mouth. “I want you to take me from behind.” The words rushed out of him, and he could feel his face heat up, surely from a blush. However, he had actually said something, something he never thought he’d be able to get out. Especially not when his voice sounded and felt so different. It was as if he wasn’t himself anymore. To Isaac it felt like he was having an out of body experience and just watching the proceedings from the outside, even though he was in the middle of it, actually getting kissed and having his hands held.

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Stiles groaned so loud he thought he could hear it reverberating inside the sewer pipes.  Whatever he might've expected Isaac to say, that was definitely not it.  He rocked his hips down again and bit Isaac's shoulder, breathing heavily against his ear for a few minutes while he tried to regain his own composure.  When he spoke it was in hushed whispered right into Isaac's ear because he was too lazy to talk loudly and also too embarrassed to look him in the eye and let him see just how horny that statement had made him.

"Isaac, fuck - Isaac do you know what you're saying? I know you haven't ever had sex before and there's nothing wrong with that, I just... are you sure that's how you want spend your first time?  Are you even sure that - that you want to with me?"  He leaned in a bit and sucked against his neck as he tried to collect his words.  "Don't think I don't want to, I fucking want you, I just... Your first time is important, it's special and I don't want you to look back at it and only have a tent in the beans' sewage drain pipes as your grand memory of the night you lost your virginity.  You deserve better."  Jesus, he sounded like a fucking idiot.  His face was redder than a tomato and he hid in Isaac's neck while he spoke.

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He continued to move in unison, as much as he could with Stiles. It was fairly easy, because the other was actually helping him along with the hands on his hips. Well, for as long as they were there. When he felt the hand on his chin, he growled, because he didn’t want to move his head, but he didn’t have enough focus to actually fight it, so he let his head be moved. Isaac looked into Stiles’ eyes and whined a little while listening to what was being said. He shook his head, because he didn’t want to let go. Isaac really didn’t want to let go of his control, for more reasons than just hurting Stiles. There was something he had heard about, but wasn’t sure if it was real or not, and he just didn’t want to find out. He was going to respond to what his lover was saying, but he wasn’t given a chance, because he was given a kiss, with a lot of tongue, and he was starting to forget what he was thinking. It got even worse when the human sunk his teeth into his shoulder.

He growled as he opened his eyes, and they were glowing yellow. The bite to his shoulder had pulled away the last of his control, and the wolf was breaking free, with glowing eyes, fangs and claws. He was now moving along with Stiles without any problem at all, he was even able to pick up the speed and lift himself up faster and drop back down again. Isaac made a noise that was more wolf than human as he was continuously moving himself up and down, literally riding Stiles. While he was doing so he was leaning forward, attaching his mouth to the man’s neck, kissing, and sucking at it. He wasn’t biting, because he knew his fangs would pierce the skin, and he wasn’t going to allow that. 

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Hearing Isaac react to that bite was phenomenal - he had no other way to decribe it.  The growling made the blood rush in Stiles' veins and his heart quicken and when Isaac opened his eyes to reveal that golden hue Stiles moaned loudly, fucking harder up into Isaac's hole and knowing he wasn't going to last long with his boyfriend like this.  It was hot, but more-so it was just intense and it left him wanting and needing more.

He met Isaac's increased speed thrust-by-thrust, grunting lowly, his fingernails digging even harder into his lover's hips as he tried to hold on tight and keep control though he knew Isaac was taking it away from him (and he wasn't exactly displeased about it, granted he wasn't just going to hand it over either).

Isaac was still being cautious though, even with fangs and claws and while the thought was sweet, it wasn't what Stiles wanted.  "Do it," he hissed, tilting his head more and thrusting more violently, trying to punish Isaac for not listening to him (though he secretly hoped it was better for the wolf).  "Fucking bite me, Isaac, I need it, I'm just about to - ah fuck - I need a little more so I'll come, baby, so do it, c'mon c'mon..." he panted into Isaac's ear, grunting as he fucked into him and biting hard against his ear to seal his point home.

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He made a noise when he heard Stiles’ whimper, because he really didn’t like the whimpering sound, but there was no will power left in him to actually try and figure out why it had happened in the first place. He just kept digging his heels into his lover’s ass, pushing him closer, and deeper. Isaac was also whining when it didn’t go to just the right spot. It needed to be fixed, and before he could say anything, Stiles was moving them. Isaac just clung to the other’s shoulders and let himself be moved. When he ended up sitting in the human’s lap, he smiled, because he got a much better look now, and he could kiss him a lot easier as well.

As he sat there, he really felt the angle being much better, and he was grasping Stiles’ shoulders as he was kissing him. He kissed his mouth, and then down his chin and he followed his jaw line. He was then kissing along his lover’s neck. He nibbled on it just to the left of a mole, and leaving a dark hickey there as he was being gripped by the hips. He knew why, he wasn’t really moving, he was just sitting there, with Stiles’ dick buried in his ass. Isaac had just gotten too distracted with kissing his boyfriend that he really wasn’t moving. But when he heard those words spewing out of his lover’s mouth, he moaned and started to move with him. He was moving his hips up and down, and he ended up straddling Stiles’ lap. He was using his feet to push up and then drop back down again, picking up speed. He was also moaning a lot more, and louder because Stiles was hitting him a lot deeper, and it was bringing out a primal need in him.

As he continued to lift himself up and letting himself drop back down with increased speed, he was starting to shift. He couldn’t really control it, because the whole heat thing had to do with his wolf, and it was trying to break out. It wanted to join the playing. It was why every noise Isaac was making was becoming more animal than human. There were more grunt like noises than there were moans. He just really wanted to shift as much as he could while still remaining somewhat human. However, he didn’t know how Stiles would react and he didn’t want to freak him out. It was why he was using every ounce of his conscious that was left, on staying in control of his wolf, to not wolf out while having sex.

[arsenalofquestions]

Stiles wouldn't lie and say that he didn't have a thing for Isaac's animalistic noises - he didn't date a werewolf for nothing.  He knew Isaac was always worried about it though, always tried to keep himself in check, but Stiles honestly didn't care as long as he didn't bite Stiles' dick off or something.  And while he didn't know for certain, he could kind of figure that the heat meant more animal tendencies that were harder to control which meant Isaac was trying way too hard right now.

"Hey, hey..." he huffed quietly, snatching Isaac's chin until he was looking at Stiles.  "Just let it go; it's okay, I'll be fine, I'm not that fragile.  I want you to enjoy this, Isaac, I don't care..."  He licked wetly into Isaac's mouth, moaning against his tongue before he leaned in and bit down on his lover's shoulder hard in attempt to incite some of Isaac's inner werewolf out whilst he continued to snap his hips in a circular motion, tugging Isaac down against them desperately. "Let me see your eyes, baby..."

[neverwholelahey]

There was a silent snarl on his lips when Stiles pulled his fingers away. Mostly because he didn’t want it to stop, but since he also wanted more it had to stop. He was frustrating himself and he pushed his ass towards the human as he watched him fiddle with the lube and his cock. It wasn’t fair because he felt as if Stiles was taking too long to actually mount him. It was why Isaac was growling again by the time his legs were being moved for him. He knew he should probably move them, but his mind was just clouded and he wasn’t thinking straight, so it wasn’t a thought that occurred to him at that moment. 

When Stiles finally pushed the head of his dick inside, he made a particularly lewd moan. He wasn’t prepared for how different it would feel having sex while in heat. It felt so much better than what he’d expected. It was why he was letting out a string of jumbled up curses. There was no way anyone could make sense of them, especially not when Isaac couldn’t make sense of them himself. The curses ended up being mixed up with moans when Stiles was pushing further inside, and when his boyfriend spoke, he made a noise and just used his legs wrapped around the other to push him closer, along with having the heels of his feet digging into the plump ass, bringing them closer together. “Fuck─me!”

[arsenalofquestions]

Stiles whimpered when he felt Isaac's heels dig into his ass and the way that his lover continued to respond to him was so amazing, he was hardly able to contain himself.  Sure, he didn't feel any difference besides the loss of a condom when he slipped inside of Isaac's ass, but just hearing Isaac's reaction to him was enough to send shock waves of pleasure down his spine - this wolf always had him drunk on his snarky ass.

Isaac's response came pretty clearly, so he grunted and positioned his knees so he could pull back and thrust in comfortably, moaning as he felt his hips slap against Isaac's ass, but still unhappy with the angle and his ability to work inside of Isaac properly.  "Hold onto my shoulders, baby, I'm gonna move," he said, already holding Isaac's behind the back while he pushed against the bed in an attempt to sit up.

It took a bit of maneuvering, but eventually Stiles was sitting on his own ass with his knees bent and Isaac was straddling his cock while Stiles ran his hands reverently up his boyfriend's thighs toward his cock, moaning.  "Fuck yes ride my dick, Isaac, fuck you're so hot for me, it's so fucking sexy baby-" He held Isaac boy his hips tightly, fingernails digging into his skin as he pulled the werewolf up on his cock and then tugged him back down on it while he fucked his hips up, throwing his head back as he moaned so loud from hitting his lover deep inside.

[arsenalofquestions]

A New World

[neverwholelahey]

He couldn’t help but to smile when he realized that he was the reason Stiles was moaning. He never would’ve thought that he would ever be the reason anyone made sounds like that. It was the best sound he’d ever heard come out of Stiles mouth and he wouldn’t mind getting more of it. Especially not when he felt just how much the other could press down against him. Isaac really hadn’t expected anything of what was happening at the moment to happen. It had been one almost kiss, and now there was more than just one almost kiss. When he heard the challenge in the other’s voice, he smirked and then nipped at his neck. “Trust me, I know.”

He was still smirking as he was on top of Stiles, however, the smirk fell as the other was pressing his hips up, because it was derailing Isaac’s train of thought a lot quicker than he would’ve thought, and it drew out a lewd moan at that. When he had their hands above of Stiles’ head he smiled, and it was genuine and fond as he leaned down and kissed him. The kissing was something that he wouldn’t mind keeping up with for as long as humanly possible. “Uhu.” He mumbled and before he knew it, Isaac was on his back again. Another lewd moan pulled out of him when he realized that he was the one that was pinned down against the ground in the tent. He just really couldn’t find it in himself to complain, especially not when he was loving the attention he was getting, especially when Stiles was mouthing on his neck. It had him bucking his hips up along with drawing out a few quiet moans.

When the movements stopped, and basically everything stopped he frowned and looked up at Stiles. He didn’t know why he’d stopped, because he just wanted to continue and was lying there, his arms still above his head. When he heard what the other was saying he made a face. This was not a conversation he cared about at the moment. Even though that he knew in the back of his mind that it was important. “Stiles, shut up, and don’t stop. If I wasn’t, or get uncomfortable, I’ll stop you, okay?” Isaac said with a raised eyebrow as he shifted up so he could kiss Stiles again. “The same goes for you you know. If you aren’t comfortable with anything.”

[arsenalofquestions]

Another moment where Stiles' eyes were wide with surprise.  He couldn't believe Isaac told him to fucking shut up, but for some reason it made him kind of horny at the same time so he just nodded dumbly and kissed him again, squeezing the other's hands and pressing the kiss past chaste quicker than any of those previous, working their tongues against one another thickly while he rocked his hips steadily into Isaac's.

When he started to lick at the blond's neck again, he let go of one of Isaac's hands and pushed his shirt up over his chest, delighted to have that milky skin exposed for his pleasure.  Their heat was making it so much easier not to be bundled up under the blankets anyway, so Isaac would be fine.  With a pleased hum, Stiles leaned down and licked over one of Isaac's nipples flatly before sucking at it then nipping it while he looked up to see Isaac's face.

Stiles couldn't look at Isaac for long without having his mouth on Isaac's though, so he kissed him wetly again, panting into his mouth before licking to his ear where he sucked on his earlobe.  "So tell me what you want me to do, Isaac.  You've got all the ideas, right?" he teased, running his hand back up Isaac's arm and lacing their hands together again, no longer holding Isaac down like before - he was just holding hands with him.

[neverwholelahey]

He snarled and made a lot more animalistic noises as Stiles continued to work his fingers inside of his hole. It wasn’t what he wanted, it really wasn’t what he wanted, and he was about to growl again, but it turned into a moan because Stiles was rubbing up against him. Rubbing his leaking dick against his own balls. He just wanted it inside of him already, not later, he wanted it now. When Isaac realized that what he’d said and caused the other to freeze up, he snarled in frustration. “No, breed me like─ fuck me condomless.” he groaned as he bushed his ass against Stiles, because he wanted movement to happen, not stand still. He wanted to get fucked, he wanted to get pounded into tomorrow if that was a thing that could actually happen.

[arsenalofquestions]

Stiles let out a long breath he didn't know he'd been holding and slid his fingers from Isaac's ass, nodding easily.  "Fuck yes," he responded, swiping up the lube and preparing his cock, rubbing it over generously and then working it over Isaac's hole around the rim to keep it safe.  He pushed Isaac's knees up and apart more then held his ass up a bit in the air, spreading him while he held himself steady between those warm cheeks.  "Fuck fuck fuck..." he mumbled, so incensed by Isaac's body, ready to feel him close and wrapped around him, but mostly wrapped around his cock, raw and needy.  

Stiles pressed the head of his leaking cock against Isaac's hole, whining and pushing in greedily, watching himself slide in a couple of inches before he stopped and assessed Isaac's face.  He slowed down and kept a steady pace until he was buried all the way in, grabbing Isaac's thighs and wrapping his legs around his waist, hand carding and gripping his hair a bit harshly.  "Tell me when, baby, just tell me when you're ready for me to fuck you..."

[neverwholelahey]

His face was buried in his pillow, because he couldn’t be bothered to try and keep himself up anymore. Not when Stiles was right there, getting undressed, and talking. He growled a little at the talking, but he didn’t actually answer the question. He couldn’t be bothered to answer it because his mind was too filled of the one thought. One that he was going to try and hide for as long as he possibly could. Isaac was less than proud of it, because he’d never felt this way before, and now it was right there, ever present in his heat clouded mind. When he was asked how it worked, the first thing that came out of his was a growl that he hadn’t even realized he was making. It came from the combination of talking and the fact that Stiles had managed to brush against his prostate and made him push back against his hand.

When he was going to try and explain not a word wanted to come out, the only thing that came out was a string of moans. Stiles hand was on his hard dick, and he couldn’t even focus anymore. He didn’t even really understand what the other was saying. He just blinked because all of a sudden he found himself back on his back, and was looking up at Stiles. When he was asked yet another question, all Isaac could do was shake his head in a form of saying no, because he wasn’t in pain. He was just extremely turned on, and he felt as if he was going to self-combust soon. Especially if he didn’t get a dick buried in him. It was the thought of coming from just Stiles’ hands that had him blurting out the one thought that was still circling in his mind. “Breed me.” He growled as his eyes flashed yellow for a second.

[arsenalofquestions]

Stiles loved hearing Isaac growl even if it sounded slightly more animalistic than usual, it was hot.  Stiles leaned in and licked over his collarbone, sucking marks into his neck and shoulder, working his ass up until the moment Isaac let him know that he wasn't in any pain, that he was stretched as far as he needed to be to fit Stiles' cock.

God Stiles was so damn hard he was leaking and he was teasingly rubbing himself against Isaac's balls and around the seam of his fingers inside of Isaac's hole when Isaac spoke up finally and his eyes flashed and Stiles froze with his dick pressed on Isaac's balls, his eyes wide and searching.  "What?  What does that - how does that work?  What do you mean? Is that an actual... do you mean like 'pregnancy' breed?" Stiles had adjusted petty well to the lifestyle of wolves if he did say so himself and being involved with Isaac had opened his eyes to even more strange and odd behaviors and things he wouldn't have known about but he wasn't sure if he could handle guys somehow being able to get pregnant just because they were werewolves.  It was too damn ridiculous.