sarcastiics
He’s not new to having sex with Stiles, no no, that’s lost it’s new-ness quite a while ago, but there is certainly something different after tonight. Perhaps it was the way Stiles had smelled, perhaps it was the idea that it was approaching a full moon. Isaac didn’t know the reason, all he knew was that it had been different and, well, right. So very right. Different for their usual but right. Slowly but surely he pulled out of Stiles before he wrapped himself around Stiles and kissed his neck.
“I love you.”










