Peter Hale (
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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.
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 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."
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"I think on the nightstand," Isaac said, trying to remember.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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..."
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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.
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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.
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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..."
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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..."
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"Come." He panted then, sliding his hand from his hip to his cock, curling his fingers around him. "Come first..."
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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.
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"We should clean up and get into bed."
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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..."
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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."
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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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Whatever he was going to do was too late though as the dire swung open. "Scott, honey, have....OHMIGOD!" Melissa let out a screech as she walked into the scene of Scott half kneeling in his bed clad only in boxers with Isaac standing there completely naked.
Startled, she rushed out.
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