work_inprogress | Is it gone, tell me what went wrong / 'Cause baby I'm not that strong

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Is it gone, tell me what went wrong / 'Cause baby I'm not that strong

It wasn't that Peter wanted to leave Scott behind, by any means, but he'd rushed back in there and the Alpha twins--who'd flipped sides just like he'd said they would--were right behind them and Cora had already stopped breathing once. So, he snarled at Isaac who could see the twins behind them and knew, if nothing else, he had a duty to his pack--of which Peter and Cora were a major part.

He floored it.

The epinephrine had burned off a little too fast, which had been embarrassing, but the adrenaline was still pumping--possibly the only thing keeping him upright, honestly. That and needing to take care of his pack...Cora hadn't regained consciousness, and he could only hope someone had found Derek.

Isaac didn't know where Scott was, didn't know if he'd gotten out, and he was shaking, but he got them back to the loft safely. Sure, the pack knew where it was, but they knew where all of them lived and where else were they going to go? Better somewhere they could sort of defend. They didn't have Ms. Blake, anyway, so why would they come after them?

When they got to the loft, Peter got Cora out of the car, lifting her with a pained wince, but when Isaac tried to take her, he snarled at the boy until he ran ahead, getting doors instead, letting them all into the loft and skidding to a bit of a halt at finding Lydia and Hayley sitting there.

Peter noticed the girls, but didn't process, moving across to get Cora on the table, somewhere they could work on her more easily than the sofa. After he got her there, he just leaned against it, head hanging down, breathing a little too hard.

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Isaac whimpered at the rhythm, his hand firming around Scott's cock and stroking it in an echoing rhythm. He kissed him harder, tongue tangling with his, thrusting and teasing as he rocked slowly against him, into his hand.

It was getting difficult to focus as Isaac continued to touch him as well, making him shudder again as he continued to rock his hips, wanting and needing more. And soon it wasn't enough.

"I need you." He gasped.

Isaac pulled back from the kiss, eyes dark with desire and nodded. His hips rolled into Scott's and he shivered.

"You have me. Any way you want me."

The promise made his gut clench hard with desire again and he nodded before looking over to the curtain. "Uh, where did we put the lube?"

"I think on the nightstand," Isaac said, trying to remember.

"Okay, wait right here." Scott didn't bother with a towel or anything as he slipped out of the shower then, hurrying back to his room to grab the lube. He made a mental note to put it away later because leaving it out was just asking for trouble.

Slipping back into the shower a moment later, he felt another surge of need as his eyes slid over the other boy, taking in his naked and wet form. "Turn around." His voice was hoarse.

Scott was gone less than a minute, but it was enough for Isaac to feel his heart rate pick up from both anticipation and concern. He whimpered just a bit when Scott came back and turned immediately, obediently. Looking back over his shoulder, he braced himself against the wall, letting the water hit him as he tried not to embarrass himself by begging already.

The fact that Isaac was so obedient, that he turned around without question, turned Scott on a little more than it should have. Maybe it was the alpha in him or maybe it was something else but he swore his cock twitched in response as his eyes dropped the curve of his ass.

Squirting some lube over his fingers, he touched himself first, biting back a moan as he spread the lube around and got his cock as slick as he could. Then another squirt of lube on his fingers and he was pressing them between Isaac's cheeks after setting the bottle aside. Sliding a finger over his puckered hole, he caressed him before pressing a finger in to the first knuckle and then further. He worked the other boy till he could squeeze in a second finger, biting back a moan. "So tight..." He gasped.

Isaac couldn't not moan as Scott was there, behind him, then in him. He stretched him and Isaac shuddered, pressing back against his fingers. Already it felt better than before, like his body remembered that this was a prelude to pleasure, had been missing Scott, empty without him.

"Oh, god..." His hips pressed back, trying to pull Scott more into him, little whimpers caught at the back of his throat. He bit his lip until it bled. "Want you...so bad..."

Pressing his fingers deep, he curled them enough to press against the spot that he knew drove Isaac the craziest. He id it a couple more times till he was sure Isaac was stretched enough to accept him and then he was pulling his hand away.

Lining up their bodies, he pressed close while bringing his free hand up to curl over Isaac's mouth. "You have to be quiet, okay?" He murmured as he rocked his hos then, sliding in and filling him slowly.

Isaac was grateful for Scott's hand, honestly, because he nearly sobbed as Scott filled him, moaning against that muffling pressure. It still burned, being filled, but so much less, and the pleasure was that much faster to hit, making his knees go a little weak.

His hips rocked back, trying to take more of Scott, and one hand slid from the wall to fumble with Scott's at his hip, fingers curling through his, hard.

Scott's breath shuddered as Isaac rocked back against him, taking him further till he filled the other boy to the hilt. The intense sensations and pleasure was enough to make his eyes cross then till he closed them with a small groan.

Leaning against him to pin him lightly to the wall, he rocked his hips, using shallow thrusts to press deep, as he found a steady rhythm that made him want to come almost immediately. He didn't though and he was proud of himself for holding. Turning his head, he growled softly against Isaac's ear then, his voice gravelly and low as he continued to fuck him. "You feel so good." He murmured. "So good..."

Isaac whimpered as Scott finally was deep inside him, white lights going off behind closed eyes. The rhythm he set turned the whimper to something more like a whine and Isaac rocked back to meet it, still holding on. Scott's voice nearly undid him, though, there at his ear, sounding just like sex, giving Isaac the approval he so desperately craved.

He tightened his grip on Scott's hand, bracing himself more securely against the wall so he'd be steady to take everything Scott was giving.

"I could do this forever." He murmured softly again, feeling almost like he was in a trance as he kept his one hand over Isaac's mouth in an attempt to muffle any noise he made. Tipping his hips as much as he could, he bit back a groan as he felt the head of his cock bumping over that spot again and again, driving a bit harder and faster.

Turning his head, he ran his tongue lightly over Isaac's shoulder before biting gently at the curve where it met his neck with a soft growl.

With Scott's hand muffling his sounds, Isaac felt freer to make them, moaning as Scott thrust into him, whimpering at the bite. His head tipped baring more of his neck in a wordless offering. He couldn't speak back, but he nodded a little bit. Forever sounded good. As hard as it would be to survive that, as much as his body was trembling from this on top of all the rest through the night--pleasure pushing him toward that edge of dissolving into nothingness--he didn't want it to end.

His cock was throbbing, begging for attention, but he kept his hand on Scott's, refusing to touch himself because the second he did, he'd be coming.

Scott felt a tiny little surge of power as Isaac bared his neck to him a little more, exciting him as he bit again and a bit harder this time though it was still gentle compared to other things.

Swallowing thickly, Scott leaned back enough to look down at the sight of them joined together. He groaned as he watched his cock pressing deep into Isaac's body over and over, his stomach clenching with the sudden need to come and to do it hard. Pressing closer, he finally moved his hand from his mouth. "Tell me what you want." He growled softly, the command to obey unintentionally threading through his voice.

Isaac growled happily at the harder bite, his whole body shuddering with it. He was breathing unevenly just in little pants. His stomach clenched at the harder press of Scott's body, and the question barely seemed to make sense, because what else could he want? This was all he needed, all he wanted.

But the command in the question caught deep inside of him, as well, and he moaned. "Just this," he said with a shudder. "God, Scott...I want..." He couldn't think, pleasure sliding through him faster. "Want to feel you come..."

Scott was praying that the sound of running water and the fact that they were on the other side of the house would muffle the sounds or even cover them completely. Nodding, he slid his hand over Isaac's mouth even while dropping his other hand to his hip, gripping tightly as he started pistoning his hips a little faster. He could hear the soft slap of the bodies now and it made him groan softly.

"Come." He panted then, sliding his hand from his hip to his cock, curling his fingers around him. "Come first..."

Later Isaac might think it was a bit pathetic, how just the touch of Scott's hand and the soft order were all it took, but at the moment, he was too far gone to think. Scott's hand was hot and slick with the water, and Isaac thrust into it, pressing there with the force of Scott inside him. It took no more than a couple of strokes, and he obeyed, biting down on the cry that came out anyway against Scott's hand as he jerked and came apart against him, shooting against the wall and Scott's hand with near full-body spasms.

Scott wouldn't think it was pathetic because he swore there was nothing better than feeling Isaac orgasm. The way he arched and clenched rhythmically around Scott was enough to nearly drop him right then and there just from the intense sensations that tore through and over him. His thrusts lost their smooth grace, growing erratic and quick, his hips slapping against Isaac's ass as he felt the pressure building. Then, seconds later, he was coming with a low whimpering moan as he spilled into the other boy.

The feel of Scott coming was like white lightning along his nerves. Isaac cried out, shuddering against him all over again, glad for Scott's hand muffling him, because there was no way of holding that in. His hand closed around Scott's again, clinging as he tried to keep his knees from giving out. Trembling a bit, he couldn't help the soft little whimpers escaping from behind Scott's hand.

Scott slowed his thrusts throughout his release before still, leaning against Isaac's back as he struggled to catch his breath. Turning his head then, he pressed a kiss to his shoulder, holding him close for a minute or two before easing out of him.

"We should clean up and get into bed."

Isaac just leaned back in Scott's arms as they caught their breath, then nodded, laughing a little weakly. "We should, yeah. I'm not sure my knees are gonna hold out much longer, anyway..."

Scott chuckled as he turned his head to press a kiss to Isaac's cheek, giving him a little squeeze before pulling away and moving to get rinsed off. Then he was getting out, grabbing a towel for himself and then for Isaac before handing it over.

Once he was dry, he paused long enough to pull on some boxers and then he was getting into bed. He shifted over and then patted the bed beside him once he was comfortable. "Come on, sleep in here tonight."

Isaac smiled at him as he got dried off, then moved to the bedroom, a slightly wry smile tugging his lips. "I didn't think to get clean boxers out of my room..."

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