—guilty as sin
pairing: isaac lahey x fem!reader
summary: isaac and you used to be friends, but ever since he was bitten you hated him. now, both of you a stuck in a room together.. this will totally work out normal, right?
warning: enemies to lovers, a little (much) steamy, but no actual smut, language and fighting but that's it i think, lol
you threw the strap of your bag over your head, letting it fall to the ground next to you, before you stepped closer to the desk, opening the first drawer and searching through it.
"anything interesting?" isaac asked. he was leaning against the wall across from you, not bothering to help or search the rest of the room. his eyebrows were furrowed, while he looked at you with his arms crossed.
"i'm not talking to you" you said simply, not even looking at him.
isaac's smirk widened, what you of course couldn't see. “ah, right” he pushed off the wall, stepping closer. “the enemy thing. got it”
"yeah" you dragged the word out. "you're only here, because scott thought i needed some kind of protection" you looked up at him. "like i would need you"
"sure, you don't" isaac shrugged.
"also, stiles said—"
"i don't really care about the things stiles says" he interrupted, walking around the desk. you stepped back automatically.
"just because scott trusts you doesn't mean i have to" you reminded him, waving your hands through the air behind yourself to make sure you weren't running into anything.
"obviously" isaac nodded sarcastically.
he enjoyed how every step he took closer made you step back immediately. he liked the way you squirmed, nervous about just how close he was.
you pressed your back against the edge of the desk, glancing around for an escape route, but the room suddenly felt smaller, tighter, like he was closing in with every step.
“stop… moving closer,” you said, voice unsteady, trying to sound authoritative, but it came out more like a plea.
"you don't really sound so sure there, love"
"what?" you laughed, but the shake in your voice still revealed the underlying nervousness. "are you british now?"
"i am whatever you want me to be" isaac shrugged, stepping even closer.
"ha" you made, quickly turning around and walking around the desk, so that it was standing between the two of you. "very funny, isaac"
"i am, aren't i?" isaac chuckled, clearly taking your uninterested tone as a hint to continue. "years of trauma. when you're locked in a freezer for most of your childhood you tend to get creative.." he grinned "entertain yourself, you know?"
"sure" you nodded, your eyes widening. "look, let's just search for the thing scott wanted and get the hell out of here"
"i thought you didn't want my help?" isaac wondered.
"i do if it means getting out of here faster" you rolled your eyes. the won distance between you making you act a little more cocky than you probably should've.
"but why would i want that?" he rounded the desk with two steps to the side, halting behind your back, while he mockingly pouted at you. "if i have you all to myself in here?"
"isaac" you muttered, feeling the heat of his body at your back. you tried to turn around, to hopefully push him back, but isaac gripped your arms, holding you in place.
"shh," he cooed. "just let us stay like this for a minute."
"the hell i will" you said, finding your anger again. you broke from his grip and swerved around.
your nose almost touched his and you gasped, stepping back. but there was no room behind you. your back hit the desk and luckily, isaac had reached for you at the last second. if not, you would’ve flown right over it from the force of your movement.
"careful" he said, his grin turning into a serious expression. "i don't want you to hurt yourself on accident"
you breathed heavily, not saying anything, just staring up at him. there was still not enough distance between the two of you.
his right hand wandered from your arm to your cheek. you turned your head to the side to escape his touch, but couldn't help but admit that it felt good.
warm and familiar.
"leave me alone right now, or you won't keep that hand for much longer" you spat.
isaac grinned, stepping back immediately and raising his hands, spotting a face of innocence. "you do remember that between you and me, i am the werewolf right?"
"oh, trust me, i remember" you smiled sarcastically, walking around him to continue your search at the cabinet behind him.
"oh, come on" isaac shook his head, following you. "you can't still seriously be angry about that"
"too bad" you shrugged, closing a drawer and opening the next. "because i am"
"god, y/n" isaac said, moving a hand through his hair. "it had nothing to do with you"
"sure" you nodded, shuffling through papers in the drawer, before you pushed it close and moved on to the next once more. "absolutely nothing"
"yeah" isaac pressed, his voice raising in frustration. "i was offered a chance and i took it"
"that's not the— not the thing" you said, your words escaping your lips softly.
"then what is?" isaac asked. "because you've been acting like you hate me every since i was bitten and it does feel too much of a coincidence to really be one"
"god" you rolled your eyes, pushing him back to get to the other cabinet of drawers. "i don't have a problem with werewolves, you idiot"
"okay then just with me, or what?"
"pretty much" you shrugged.
"i just don't get it, y/n" isaac said, pulling you back around by the shoulder so you would finally look at him again. "i thought i was your friend"
"you were my friend!" your voice raised, almost screaming at him. "and then you turned against us just to follow derek's stupid plan. and then it didn't feel like you were my friend that much anymore"
"that had nothing to do with you" isaac argued.
"just because you say that, doesn't automatically make it true" you shook your head, walking back into the direction of the desk to get your bag and finally leave this stupid room. "you wanted to hurt the people i love"
"i didn't—" isaac shook his head, interrupting himself while he followed after you. "i just did what i had to do. took a chance that was offered. what is so bad about that?"
"you did it even though you knew it would hurt me"
"no!"
"then why isaac? why?" you swerved around, the desk pressing against your back like earlier, while isaac was standing close in front of you.
your eyes wandered over his porcelain skin, his blue eyes that were fixed on you and finally to his mouth, pink lips looking all too inviting.
he didn't answer.
"why?" you pressed louder then.
"because it was the only way you'd ever notice me" his voice was loud and rasp, breaking between you like a fault line.
"what?" you asked surprised, your brows furrowed.
"i always wanted you" isaac said, his gaze wandering to your lips. "always"
you almost shuddered under his intense gaze. but you weren't scared. quiet the opposite actually, as you imagined what his lips would feel like on yours.
you leaned forward, giving isaac something like a silent okay, as he met you in the middle, connecting your lips.
his hand flew to the back of your neck, while you leaned your head back, your hands wandering up his chest, as your backside pressed against the desk behind you.
his mouth moved against yours with a desperation you hadn’t expected, as if he’d been holding this back for years and could finally breathe again. the kiss deepened quickly, his lips parting yours, tongue brushing against yours in a way that made your knees weaken.
he suddenly broke away from the kiss and turned to the side of your neck instead, layering warm kisses, one after the other.
your head tilted back further as you moaned.
"you can't imagine" isaac whispered against your skin, pressing a few more kisses beneath your ear. "how long i have waited for this"
his other hand fell to your waist, pulling your body closer to his. you arm snaked around his neck, while he continued to mouth at your skin, kissing, sucking, and teasing every sensitive spot he could find.
"isaac" you moaned.
you could feel his mouth merging into a grin against your neck. "say my name like that again, love"
both his hands locked onto your waist, pulling you up on the desk behind you, so you were sitting on it.
"say it again and you'll get anything you want" he stepped between your legs, his hand falling to your thigh, pushing a finger up under your skirt.
the warmth of his hand was a welcome feeling on your cold leg. "isaac" you breathed once more.
the sound of your voice spurrned isaac on, as he kissed you again, his lips catching yours in a hungry kiss, as his hand pushed your skirt further up your leg.
he broke the kiss, looking into your eyes with the dreamiest blue orbs. he looked satisfied and hungry for more at the same time, like he had already gotten everything he ever wanted, but was not about to stop here.
"let me take care of you, my love" he whispered, sinking down to his knees in front of you. his warm lips wandered over your thigh.
and then your breath caught, the room falling silent, except for the sound of his mouth moving under your skirt and up your leg.
