Okay, so Stiles never thought he'd be here. He's sort of realized he liked boys just as much as he liked girls more than a year ago, but it still seemed like he wasn't ever going to find someone interested in him that he also found interesting. And this? This is just weird and completely unexpected.
He'd hated Isaac. Isaac drove him absolutely crazy with his snark, his attitude, and his friend stealing ways. And his stupid dimpled smile, curly hair, and sad puppy eyes that he used for EVIL. Sure, maybe he found those things distracting, but he definitely hadn't thought that Isaac was boyfriend material (maybe masturbatory fantasy material, but not boyfriend material). The problem with that was that Scott really liked Isaac, he'd practically adopted him the moment he'd found out he was a werewolf, like he couldn't resist having another bitten wolf to talk to about their crazy wolfy problems. That meant that any time Stiles wanted to go hang out with Scott he also ended up hanging out with Isaac. Isaac was attractive (really really attractive) and sometimes the snark was funny and Scott just looked so happy when all three of them got together that Stiles felt the need to at least attempt to make an effort.
He would have tried so much harder, so much faster if he'd had any idea it was leading to this. Because hanging out with Scott and Isaac had somehow become hanging out with just Isaac because Scott was out with Allison. Hanging out with Isaac had actually sort of made him start liking the idiot and that made it harder to ignore the stupid dimples and the smiles and his really spectacular ass when he went to go get more snacks from the kitchen. Apparently Derek wasn't such a terrible Alpha/teacher of mini-wolves after all because Isaac had apparently picked up on Stiles' reaction and well… hanging out with Isaac when Scott was out with Allison became making out with Isaac while Scott was out with Allison pretty fast.
It's actually been a couple of weeks now where Isaac has come over to hang out and play video games and they've played and talked and then they've put on a movie and barely watched it until they got hungry awhile later. Stiles really had no intention of complaining about this trend at all except that Isaac seemed different today. He was usually a little shy, like he still wasn't sure of his welcome even after weeks of this (like Stiles is going to turn him and his stupidly adorable dimples away. Plus, the boy can kiss). He usually starts out with stupidly cute nuzzles when he wants to stop playing video games and switch to movies and then Stiles usually gets kissed until he's pressed into the couch and Isaac's hands are pressed under his shirt.
That's not how it's going today. Today, Stiles is pressed back into the couch as soon as he sits down next to Isaac. He's being kissed until he can't breathe and then there are kisses wandering down his neck and usually that comes after long minutes of kissing. Stiles didn't even get a chance to actually put the movie on this time.
What's different about today? His dad's not home, but it's not the first time that's happened. It's getting closer to the full moon, but they've been at this for over a month so it's not like that's somewhere they haven't been before. It's definitely weird, not bad weird, definitely not bad weird because Isaac is pressed along his entire body right now and he can feel how close their dicks are and he just can't argue with that sort of sensation. He's not sure what they are to each other though, so he's not really sure if this change in behavior should worry him.
He lets it go until Isaac pulls away and cups him through his jeans. He gasps because that feels really good but he just… he can't do this without knowing what's going on here. "Woah! Dude, what?" Words, he swears he knows how to use them, but Isaac is hovering over him balanced on one arm and all flushed pink from kissing.
Noooo Isaac is starting to frown and that's not good at all. And now he's pulling away and that's terrible but also good because Stiles really needs to words right now. "What?" is all he can manage to get out and Isaac is pulling away and starting to look closed off and snarky like he hasn't looked for weeks now.
Isaac is sitting back on his knees and he's got that terrible pouty face he sometimes gets in the locker room when he doesn't like what's going on around him. "Sorry, I thought we should move things along, but I guess that's not what you're into." He almost sounds bitter.
Stiles sits up, this is not a conversation he should have sprawled out on the couch, he should at least attempt to put them on the same level. "Not into? Isaac, in case you haven't noticed I am definitely into you." And now he's frowning instead of pouting, Stiles needs to fix this. "I just didn't think we were there yet? I know we've been doing this for a couple of weeks and all but we never… What are we doing?" He waves his arm between them and okay, maybe he's getting a little flaily because now he's worried. "What are we?"
Isaac just smirks, "I thought it was pretty obvious what we were doing." And that look in Isaac's eye is kind of both hot and worrying. Stiles is really not opposed to this sort of attention but he just, he feels like he needs to know where they stand because he knows himself. There is no way he can let this escalate and not know what to call this whole thing. They aren't dating, they haven't gone on dates anywhere at least. Are video games and makeouts dates? Stiles knows that he gets overly invested in relationships with very little encouragement, and he likes Isaac, a lot, he can't just keep on encouraging and not know where they stand.
"No, but, what are we?" He winces because this could end so badly, "Are we boyfriends?" Well at least Isaac's not smirking anymore, now he looks surprised. Maybe even completely thrown for a loop.
"You want to- You don't even like me." Isaac is frowning and getting his eyebrows into it and maybe Derek taught him to frown like that when he was teaching him crazy werewolf skills like smelling emotions. Which maybe he's not as good at as Stiles had thought if he still thinks Stiles doesn't like him.
Maybe Stiles was quiet too long because Isaac isn't looking at his face anymore, his eyes might even be closed. He shifts on the couch so he's a lot closer, "I definitely like you. How would we even get here if I didn't?"
Isaac winces, "People can make out with people they hate. It happens all the time."
And that's a really worrying thought right there. Because Stiles hadn't even thought of it from that end, "You hate me?" Nobody gets to blame him for his voice cracking here okay. Nobody. He thought that they'd been doing great, snarking and then friends and then more than that but maybe Isaac isn't on the same page at all. Maybe he's actually in a whole other book. Shit. Okay maybe Stiles had freaked out there a little and panicked for just a second because suddenly there are hands on his shoulders and Isaac seems to be trying to get his attention. "What?" and he's back to that word again and his voice is sort of high and oh Isaac is answering him.
"I don't hate you. No! I just… you really seemed to hate me before and I just thought…"
"You thought I'd invite someone I hated over my house and have no problem sharing my snacks with them and making out?" He wraps his hands around Isaac's forearms, "I shared my Reese's with you, I definitely don't hate you. What other people do you make out with that hate you? Because you should really stop doing that since I'm right here and I definitely don't hate you."
The kind of shy smile and the puppy eyes are a much better look on Isaac, "Because you want to be boyfriends?" This smile is way better than the smirk, also that is definitely a blush. Right, Stiles needs to answer.
"Yes. Boyfriends. Isn't that what I asked?"
"You didn't actually ask me to be your boyfriend. You asked if we were."
"Right. Because we should be. I'm not really comfortable with casual, you know. I just… I'm not really a casual person. So with the- I was going to just let it go and not ruin a good thing but you seem to want to- want more. So boyfriends?"
Isaac actually looks flattered. It's like he's never had a- Oh. Actually Stiles can't remember Isaac dating anyone and with his dad and all that sort of makes sense. He is going to romance the shit out of this boy as soon as he agrees to it and oh Isaac is leaning forward to kiss him. "Okay, yes. Boyfriends." One of Isaac's hands is curled around the back of his head and those are the soft kisses they usually start out with which Stiles reallyreally likes.
He hums distractedly and kisses the corner of Isaac's mouth where he's smiling, "Good. Because if I'm going to get all up on that, I'm really not willing to share it."
Isaac snorts out a laugh and shoves him back into the pillows a lot more playfully that he had earlier and this is good, this is much less worrying behavior. He's glad that's all worked out and now Isaac is dragging his nose up Stiles' neck and kissing behind his ear. He's trailing wet openmouthed kisses back down and tugging Stiles' shirt collar aside to bite lightly around his collarbone. Apparently the boyfriend label was a really good idea because Isaac's hands are under his shirt and pushing it up his chest to pull it off and that's sort of new. At some point Stiles should remember to ask why casually groping was okay but casual removing clothes wasn't… later… not when a curly haired hottie is pulling off his shirt and leaning down to kiss across his chest. Their stomachs are pressed together and that's new, so much more skin touching than before and Stiles feels like he's burning up. He can't resist the curls so he buries a hand in Isaac's hair as he burns a path down his stomach and nuzzles into Stiles' happy trail. Stiles can't help but gasp out a moan when Isaac presses a kiss right below his bellybutton and presses a warm hand against his cock through his jeans.
Apparently that was a good talk to have, because he got himself a boyfriend without spoiling the mood and Isaac's hand is back on his junk. He runs his thumb along the line of Stiles' cock and asks "So we're good to move this along then, right?" like he thinks he'll get a coherent answer. Stiles manages to nod enthusiastically even as he arches his hips up a little.
Isaac is unzipping Stiles' jeans and working them down his hips so he can pull Stiles' dick out and not get it caught on anything. He's staring at Stiles' face as he runs his fingertips up and back down before wrapping his hand firmly around it. Stiles can feel himself shivering a little at the motion and then he can't keep the groan in as Isaac starts to move his hand slowly.
Isaac shifts to lean over him and kiss him again and now he's surrounded by warmth. Isaac's got one hand planted up by his shoulder and is kissing him at the same pace as he's moving his hand, he can't do anything other than wrap his arms around Isaac and kiss back enthusiastically as Isaac keeps moving his hand between them. "You've never done this before have you?"
It takes a moment for Stiles to figure out that he was asked a question and then he's blushing when he realizes what the question is, "Well… I do it myself pretty frequently if that's what you mean. But, no, I've never done this with another person. Is that bad?" It can't be that bad because Isaac still has a solid grip on his dick.
Now Isaac is grinning and it's new, it's not really a teasing grin but it seems happy enough. "No, it's not bad. It's good." He nuzzles into the side of Stiles' face before he kisses him again and whispers, "I don't really like to share either." Oh OH, so that makes sense and it sends a nice little thrill down Stiles' spine.
Isaac rubs a thumb lightly over his tip and Stiles can't help but thrust up into his hand. That's when he realizes he's being a terrible boyfriend, it hasn't even been an hour and he's already terrible at this. This definitely shouldn't be a one sided thing, so he reaches between then and wraps his hand around Isaac's wrist which makes Isaac freeze above him and stop sucking a bruise into the side of Stiles' neck near his collarbone. Stiles is gonna have to make sure that he works on this insecurity that's clearly showing through. "I have zero coordination at the best of time and even less while you're doing that." He brushes his fingers against the waistband of Isaac's jeans as Isaac pulls away from his neck to look at him so he gets to see the moment of surprise that Isaac tries to hide right away as Stiles goes for Isaac's zipper. He whines a little when Isaac let's go of his dick to plant both hands on the couch so he can stay balanced but forces himself to concentrate enough to pull down Isaac's zipper without getting caught on anything.
Isaac is staring at him with his mouth open, breathing heavily and looking more than a little surprised, so Stiles leans up and kisses him as he pushes his jeans and boxers down past his ass. Okay, so maybe he did that on purpose because he has been aching to just… He runs his hands back up and grabs Isaac's ass with both hands to squeeze lightly, this has the added bonus of making him groan a little and thrust forward to brush their cocks together. Awesome idea. Stiles pats himself on the back a little, clearly the best idea.
Stiles can't think after that because Isaac lowers himself down so that they're pressed together from groin to chest with Isaac in between his spread legs. Isaac's got one hand back in Stiles' fuzzy grown out hair and he's kissing him like air is optional while he rocks their hips together. Stiles doesn't really have great leverage with how he's sprawled on the couch but he definitely has a very encouraging grip on Isaac's ass that he's unwilling to give up. It's all heat and warmth and friction and Stiles is suddenly glad that Isaac asked if he'd done this before because this is so not going to last long. Not at all.
Isaac breaks the kiss and whines into Stiles' neck as he bites over the mark he'd started earlier. He pushes away enough to get a hand in between them and Stiles has to give up his hold and move his hands up Isaac's back to find a new place to hold on to. Isaac has managed to wrap his hand around both of them enough so that they're sliding against each other with each thrust, they're wet and slick with precome and Stiles is gasping for air because he can feel his orgasm climbing up his spine. He's arching his back and coming between them, getting it all over Isaac's stomach and a little on his chest. Isaac groans and Stiles blinks up at him dazedly, his eyes are glowing yellow and Stiles can't help the noise that comes out of him when Isaac let's them both go to wipe his hand through Stiles' come before he wraps it back around himself to jerk off over Stiles.
Stiles can't just lay there so he trails his hands up Isaac's hips and figures even exhausted he should be able to be a good boyfriend, right? "Come on, Isaac. And I mean that literally, come on me. Look at that mess I made all over your abs, it's only fair I get the same treatment right? So come on, get it all over with me, I want it all over me-" Isaac is gasping with little fangs peeking out as he curls himself over and comes all over Stiles' chest and Stiles gasps with him at the feel of the hot splashes all over his skin, "God, that is so hot." He reaches up to brush at the corner of Isaac's mouth as he pulls him back down towards him.
Isaac flinches away when he realizes his fangs are peeking out, looking nervous, "Sorry I didn't mean to- sorry." He takes a deep breath and pulls them back in, dropping a little kiss on Stiles' cheek as he lets himself relax on top of Stiles.
Stiles can't help but pout a little at the loss, "Don't worry about it, I'm gonna take it as a compliment. Plus it's sort of cute." Isaac laughs into the crook of his neck where he's got his nose buried now. "Hush, it's totally cute. Also, this is going to dry really gross so we should get cleaned up and then snuggle." Isaac picks himself up again and looks at Stiles like he has no idea what to do with him, it's a good thing Stiles is permanently immune to that look after many years of being on the receiving end from various people. "Or you know, sandwiches, then snuggle. You hungry yet? And don't even deny that you like the snuggles. I'm onto you now."
So yeah, Stiles had no idea that this was where a tentative friendship with Isaac would lead, but he's not complaining. Especially not when Isaac is grinning at him in the bathroom as he wipes come off of his chest. And definitely not with a warm Isaac draped over him in the kitchen while they make sandwiches still shirtless, and Isaac keeps trying to steal pickles that definitely belong on sandwiches. And certainly not when they actually turn a movie on to watch while they eat and he ends up tucked close on the couch and Stiles gets the aforementioned snuggles.