Stisaac- I know you're lying about that night at the basement.
(shout out to @inell for helping me out with this one lol)
The Basement looks shady as fuck from the outside and Isaac has never quite worked up the courage to go inside and figure out what it actually IS. seems like a club? maybe, like a really sketchy one? maybe it has raves? or drug deals and human trafficking out of the back room, hell, he doesn’t know, he wouldn’t put anything past that place
so seeing Stiles come out of it at 2 in the morning is both surprising and suspicious as all hell, especially for him being a police officer and all
he lets it go that once, but it happens again. four times over a few weeks Isaac sees Stiles come out of the Basement in the middle of the night looking shifty. one night he comes out in a full trench coat and Isaac has to confront him then because that is just too much.
Stiles insists he’s undercover for the department investigating a smuggling operation. he insists that Isaac can’t tell anyone he’s been there, and he can’t get close in case he gets caught up in the intrigue and danger.
he is absolutely lying.
and he also maybe kind of smells like sex and leather. because the Basement, as Isaac figures out with a little detective work of his own, is a KINK CLUB. and the thought of Stiles in a kink club sticks in his brain and refuses to leave, especially when a chat with the bouncer at the door tells him that Stiles is there as a Dom.
it takes him a few more weeks to work up to confronting Stiles about what he’s been doing (and how he lied about it), but when he does? he’s inside and wearing a collar, and Stiles can’t lie about how much he likes it.
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