Isaac laughs and jokes at the dinner table the night before prom. He was going with Danny as his date. His first prom ever. And surprisingly Derek's first prom as well. Stiles had gone stag with Scott in his other years.
Cora hadn't known anyone enough last year to even contemplate going she said. It's just family tonight and Derek and Stiles are talking about what date they're going to get married on.
Stiles wants it to be before Danny leaves which he knows Danny appreciates, but talking about Danny leaving is making Isaac's heart ache a little. They've decided to have the wedding outside at the house since it's almost done now.
In fact they'll all be moved in before they do tie the knot, Isaac realises. He's looking forward to living out of town even if it means a longer trek anywhere. He was happy with the colours he'd chosen for his room and the tiles for his bathroom. He was even happier now his name was officially Hale.
And his father had been sentenced too. Pelican Bay, where Peter had been incarcerated he knew.
Musing, Isaac misses Peter speaking to him. His hand on his arm brings him back to the present.
"You okay Is?" He questioned quietly as everyone else laughed and joked around them.
Smiling Isaac turned his arm over and clasped Peter's hand. "I will be, just thinking about the house and how much I'm looking forward to living out there." Peter's pleased grin says it all.
His grin fades though when he looks at John. Isaac frowned. He knew something was wrong, had been wrong for a week or two, but not what and neither of them were talking to anyone. They were still seeing each other though.
When he's settling in bed that evening there is a knock at his door. Peter comes in when he calls out. Isaac comes out of the bathroom and climbs into bed. "What's up?" He asked as Peter sat on the opposite side of the bed.
"A gift." Peter hands him a small box. Opening it, Isaac sees a set of cufflinks. "I took the liberty of changing the shirt you bought for one with French cuffs." He said quietly as Isaac looked at them in shock.
They were beautiful, platinum with a multitude of small diamonds set on them into the shape of a capital I and H. For Isaac Hale. In Peter's arms before he's realised he's moved Isaac hugs him tightly.
Peter's arms return the hug, just as tight. Pulling back, Peter taps the box. "They're kind of a traditional gift in my family. I got Derek a set too since his parents aren't here to give it. Cufflinks for the boys with their initials on them. A necklace with initials for the girls. I thought I'd do you all at once."
Isaac hugs him again and watches as he leaves the room. He goes to sleep with the cufflink box sitting open on the bedside table.
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The next morning they're all at the breakfast table. Cora is off early to the hairdresser or to get her nails done, Isaac isn't sure. She'd surprised everyone by organising a fair amount of girly stuff, saying merely it would be like armour if Lydia made any sort of move.
Standing himself, Isaac heads to his own appointment that leaves him shaking and sweating in pain.
Dropping into the chair in Derek's break room he shudders even as Stiles moans in pain from the next room. Derek grins as he comes in and looks at him. "All done?"
Nodding, Isaac shuddered again. "Yeah." His ass is burning from having the hair ripped out by the roots. "No hot shower tonight, just a warm one okay?" Derek says making Isaac look at him.
"You've had this done before?"
Derek laughed. "I get it done regularly, so does Stiles, despite his moaning and groaning in there now."
"Why?" Isaac questions as he lays his head on the table. He looks up at Derek to see him watching Isaac contemplatively. Then he looks back at the shop entrance.
"I've got time." He comes into the break room and shuts the door knowing the infrared signal chimes in every room will alert him to a customer.
"I like serious ass play, so does Stiles." He says frankly as he sits down. "And from you deciding to have your ass waxed I'm assuming you're thinking along those lines as well?" He questioned.
Isaac could feel himself flushing. But he nodded. "Danny has had his lasered off, he said he had some kind of hair trouble or something and had to have it taken care of?" Isaac questioned.
He isn't surprised when Derek nods knowledgeably. "Probably ingrown hairs, I've heard some shocking stories about them on the ass." He says simply.
Laying his head down on the table again, Isaac lets the burn in his ass settle. He lifts it again when Derek says his name.
"I know Peter and John are having some issues, I don't know what it is, but if you need to talk and Peter isn't around, you can come to me." He speaks carefully. Hesitant in offering what he thinks might be rebuffed.
Isaac smiled. "Thanks Derek, I appreciate that. There is something." He says. "I'd love it if you'd teach me to ride a motorbike, I think I'd like to save for one instead of a car for now." Derek's eyebrows rise but he nods. Isaac continues. "And I know that's not what you were talking about, but I've mostly got the sex stuff sorted. I mean Danny and I have sex, go down on each other and stuff. We're good in that respect."
Derek's eyebrows rise again. "You're okay? Danny didn't pressure you? I know he's a lot more experienced."
"No, I'm fine in that respect, he was, has been and is great. No pressure at all, I promise." Nodding Derek exhaled.
"Good, I'm glad. I like him, do you think you can make the long distance thing work?" He got up and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge and sat back down to drink it.
"No, we're not going to try, which hurts a little. But Danny has had this plan, since he was like twelve, he is going to follow it and nothing is getting in his way." Isaac lets a little rancour coat his voice. "I'm mostly okay with it, but sometimes, just sometimes I wish he looked like he was at least going to miss me. I love him." Isaac finishes.
"Not going to try to change his mind?" Derek questions him.
"No, it's not my place to even ask him to." Isaac takes the bottle of water from Derek and takes a drink before handing it back. "He'd just end up hating me for it."
"So you're just going to suck it up?"
"I am and I'm going to enjoy the hell out of every minute I've got left with him." Isaac vows.
"Sounds good. You know, Danny asked Stiles a while back to go dancing, for us to go dancing with him I mean. I have it on good authority that you have a very nice pair of leather pants you've not let out of your closet. Want to maybe hit a club next weekend, the four of us?" Only one of Derek's eyebrows raised this time as he asked Isaac the question.
"Okay, yeah. Okay that sounds good. Oh hey, do you like your cufflinks?" Isaac remembered to ask.
"I do, Peter is sneaky like that. I gold yellow gold, what did you get?" Derek asks.
"Platinum."
"Nice, John got Stiles a set in rose gold, I'm thinking I might go with rose gold for his wedding band, what do you think?" Derek asked. "In addition to the ring tattoos we're going to do I mean."
Isaac thought for several seconds. "You're putting diamonds on it right? Didn't you say that?" Derek nodded. "I'd go with White gold or platinum for where you set the diamonds surrounded by the rose gold. He'd carry that well."
"I like that idea." Stiles said as he opened the door, flushed and sweating, just like Isaac had been.
"Me too." Derek agreed as he stood up. He gave Isaac his water bottle to finish it off as the front door chime sounded. "I'll see you guys at home later." He heads to the front of the shop and Isaac and Stiles head back to the apartment.
Stiles was getting ready with them and John who had to work was coming just to see them dress and leave before he went back to work.
Dressing that evening, Isaac dries his hair and puts in his cufflinks. He looks at himself in the mirror, shrugs and exits his bedroom to go into the living room.
Cora is waiting there dressed in a strapless green dress, the exact shade of Jackson's dress shirt. "Oh matching, very nice." Isaac grins at her. "Good luck with Jackson." He can't hold it in anymore.
"Eh, if it happens it happens." Cora is fatalistic Isaac has come to realise.
"If you want him why not tell him?" He asks her.
"Because he needs to want me for himself otherwise it doesn't mean anything."
"Okay, I get that, but that doesn't mean you can't…tempt him." Isaac wiggles his eyebrows and Cora flips him off just as a flash goes.
"Oh lovely, my niece flipping off my son." Peter's dry voice intrudes on their interaction just as the doorbell rings.
Isaac answers it to find Danny and John in the doorway. "Hey, come on in. Stiles and Derek aren't ready yet."
He leads the way back into the living area where Peter has set out finger food and punch. Isaac takes a glass and looks at Danny. He'd chosen his own tux, and organised the matching boutonnieres they were wearing.
And he'd switched his shirt to the silver one Isaac had seen him looking at for Jackson. "You look amazing." He said to Danny who was staring at him.
"Back at you dude." Danny answers as he licks his lips. The doorbell rings again and Isaac moves toward it.
Jackson is standing there, holding as Cora had requested a bunch of tulips. In every colour under the sun. Shaking his head, Isaac gestured him inside. "The limo is waiting downstairs." Jackson's father had surprised them by paying for it in thanks for everyone being happy to visit him while he was exiled.
Isaac thought it was thanks for not treating his son like a pariah as well. Isaac knew he'd been having trouble in school and Lydia hadn't given up on him yet. They were all hoping she hooked up with someone else sooner rather than later so she'd lay off.
Isaac was feeling low-grade dread in his stomach at the thought of what she might pull tonight.
Jackson presents the flowers and Cora thanks him before she takes them into the kitchen to put them in water. Isaac saw a vase had already been set on the counter and he shook his head at Peter.
"Assuming a little there weren't you?" Peter shook his head.
"He asked me what colour she preferred. I had to tell him she'd never told me, he'll have an answer out of her before the night is through I wager." Peter cocked a brow.
John and Isaac shook their heads, neither of them would bet against Peter, they'd learned the hard way.
Derek and Cora wouldn't either. Stiles would though and he actually won sometimes.
Like with lunch a couple of weekends ago. That dessert of figs and goats cheese, it had been out of this world.
Just then Derek and Stiles enter the room together, holding hands. Isaac rolls his eyes, he can tell they've been at each other, they're both slightly out of breath, and they're flushed.
"You know, I believe the tradition is that you wait to have sex until after the prom." John says drolly making everyone laugh.
And then it is picture time. Jackson gives Peter his father's e-mail address to e-mail copies of the pictures to and then they're out the door and in the lift.
Isaac can feel a very light trembling coming from Cora. He moves in beside her and slides his arm around her waist. "You say the word and I'll clear out the ladies room if you need to go." He swears to her. And he would, no matter how much he might hate the confrontation. He'd do it for Cora.
She grins up at him. "Like I said, the banshee doesn't bother me, it's her harem. I've been monitoring Facebook all week, she's been stirring."
Stiles groaned. "I can't believe I once thought I wanted to marry that woman."
"More fool you Stilinski." Jackson said. He continued before anyone could say anything else. "Why do you guys keep calling her a banshee?"
He looked around when everyone laughed and Isaac shook his head. "I'll send you a link on Facebook tomorrow with an explanation." Jackson nodded. Isaac smiled, he had a feeling Jackson was going to appreciate why they called Lydia a banshee when he got a load of Stiles' online graphic novel.
There was a character in it that was a mouthy, evil redhead. And said redhead was actually a banshee. Isaac preferred the banshee Stiles had created to the real-life girl and that was saying something.
"Anyway dude," Stiles said as they walked through the lobby, "Its not like I actually fucked her, I'm surprised her fangs didn't cut your cock off."
Jackson stopped at stared at Stiles making everyone else stop around them. Isaac shifted from one foot to the other wondering if they were going to come to blows. He knew that while they'd declared some sort of truce and actually liked arguing with each other that they often pushed each other's buttons in a negative way.
Then Jackson spoke. "Did you actually think I wouldn't recognise that movie line reference – that you fucked up by the way."
"Yeah, I agree with Jacks here Stiles, you did fuck it up, you know that's not what Hannibal said to Blade." Cora concurred and Isaac just rolled his eyes.
"Okay everyone let's go or we'll be beyond fashionably late." Danny got them all into the limo.
Isaac stands and poses for the photographer the school hired with Danny by his side. He ignores the photographer's huffs. He glanced at Derek and Stiles and smiled to himself knowing full well they wouldn't take his homophobia lying down.
He stands with Danny and sure enough watches as Stiles takes him down verbally. "He looks like a quivering mass of jelly." Danny muses.
"Sure does." Isaac answers, he winds an arm around Danny's waist and draws him in, his extra height coming to his advantage. They wait for Jackson and Cora to pose as well.
"They look good together." Danny says. "Does she like him?"
"If she does she hasn't told me." Isaac felt bad for evading the question. He wasn't really lying but Cora hadn't formally said she liked Jackson, she'd just concurred with his reference to it when he'd mentioned it.
Looking away for a few seconds, Isaac composed himself. He wondered if this was the beginning of the end for them. Tonight felt like an ending to him. Swallowing, he suddenly tugged Danny to the dance floor and threw himself into the music.
Letting himself be taken over he dances though song after song. With Danny, Stiles, Derek, Cora and even Jackson. Dancing until he finally feels relaxed again. Feeling thirsty, Isaac leaves the floor.
He looks around and sees Scott and Allison standing on the edge of the dance floor. Going over to talk to them he sees Scott watching Stiles on the floor. They speak for a few moments before Isaac's attention is caught by Derek moving toward him loaded down with drinks.
"It's not spiked is it? I'm thirsty" He greets Derek and takes some of the drinks from him.
"No, we're good. They've got a bar set up which I'm grateful for." Derek said. "You okay now?" Derek asked him as quiet as he could given the noise of the place.
"Yeah, I'll be okay, just I don't know. I feel restless." Isaac said.
"One more week of school left for you before summer holidays right?" Derek checked with him. Isaac nodded and he continued. "Stiles and I are heading to Seattle, I've got a convention there weekend after next. It's a leather one, so while I can get special permission for you to be staff, you wouldn't be able to be on the floor as a guest. Stiles hasn't been there before, you guys could sightsee during the day while I work. You'd be on your own at night, I would be trusting you to stay out of trouble. It would give you a chance to, I don't know, get away, get some perspective maybe?" Derek finished with.
It was a mouthful for him to speak at the one time though Isaac knew damn well he talked a lot, he just usually didn't do it in public.
"Weekend after next?" Isaac confirmed. Derek nodded. "I'd love to, thanks. And I can sightsee on my own if Stiles prefers to stay with you, I don't mind. And I'll stay out of trouble at night while you two go play and do kinky shit." Dancing away from Derek's half-hearted swat, Isaac backed into Danny and let himself be led back to the dance floor.
Later that evening, the limo drops everyone off at Danny's. He'd organised for them all to stay the night. Cora takes off for the pool house to change. Isaac heads up to Danny's bedroom to do the same and everyone else scatters.
He hears a shout and a splash and looks out to see Jackson floating in the pool as Cora laughs on the side. He must have been wool gathering because both of them were in swimsuits.
Shaking his head, Isaac slides his tux jacket off his shoulders and Danny takes it from him. "Hey, didn't hear you come in." He murmurs as Danny reaches around him to undo his vest. Isaac's hand comes up and he unknots his bow tie.
"I know, you were away with the fairies." Isaac sees Stiles and Derek jump in the pool as well as he watches and lets Danny undress him. "I've wanted to get you out of his since I saw you in it tonight." Danny says as his hands continue to slide over Isaac's body, undoing buttons, unhooking slacks and getting him naked.
Moaning a little, Isaac reaches back for Danny only to feel warm skin underneath his touch. "You're already naked? I wanted to undress you too." Isaac knows he's pouting and doesn't care. He had wanted to unwrap Danny like a present.
Pulling on Isaac's shoulder, Danny turns him around and takes a greedy kiss, his tongue thrusting inside Isaac's mouth and stealing his breath. Isaac lets himself be moved to the bed and pushed down on it. "Condom, want you inside me." He says breathlessly.
He's learned with Danny that he's versatile, whether he'll stay that way he has no idea, but with Danny, he's versatile.
"Dude, yes." Danny grabs a condom from his drawer and slides it on, Isaac fists his cock and rolls over drawing his knees up under his body and showing his ass in the air. He grins into the mattress when Danny's stroking hands falter.
"Isaac? You, you waxed?" Danny asks him and Isaac feels heated breath on his hole and he dilates in anticipation.
"Not all I did, just fuck me." He orders. "No, don't need it, I'm prepped." He says to Danny as he sees his arm reach for the lube.
"Fuck, you, fuck!" Danny exclaimed and then Isaac moaned as he felt the head of Danny's cock breaching his ass.
"Yes, hard Danny. Make me feel you tomorrow." Isaac has no compunction about ordering Danny to fuck him hard. He's learned to take what he wants in regard to sex. Danny was a willing teacher and willing canvas for Isaac to experiment on. It was one reason why he wasn't being a total bitch about Danny just leaving and not making any bones about it.
That plus he understood why Danny was going. Didn't have to like it, didn't have to not want it to happen, but yeah, he got it.
"Fuck yes." He moans now as he feels himself opened more than he'd prepped himself for. "Harder." Isaac wanted Danny to be violent with him, mark him, make him his. He almost needed it and that scared him. So he closed his mouth and just moaned his pleasure as he felt himself being split by Danny's cock ramming in and out of him.
Grunting he pushed back on it, getting up his arms, palms flat on the bed. "Jerk me off." He ordered as he fucked himself back on Danny's cock as he pushed forward, topping from the bottom as Danny would say. "Fucking make me come Danny." He says now.
Head hanging between his shoulders, Isaac opens his eyes to see Danny's hand reach for his cock and grip it firmly. He can see his balls swinging and Danny's swinging as well and now and then he catches a glimpse of the guiche piercing Danny had gotten a little while ago.
Continuing to watch himself be stroked off, Isaac takes over the fucking, pushing his hips back and forth on Danny's cock in his ass. He clenches his muscles, flexes them and makes Danny moan now.
They both ignore the shout from below as they push for their orgasms. Isaac's rolls through him with shudder and he sees himself ooze over Danny's hand. Then he clenches himself down on Danny's cock and draws his orgasm from him with a shout as well.
"Holy fuck." Danny mutters as he falls off to the side of Isaac and flops on the bed. His hand is covered in Isaac's come. The condom still on his cock. "Tomorrow dude, I'm going to rim you until you come, you will not touch your cock and neither will I. It'll just be my tongue and your ass" Danny says as he tries to catch his breath.
Laughing Isaac stood. He took the condom off Danny and went into the bathroom. He wrapped it as Danny did when he was at his house and then dropped it in the wastebasket.
He grabbed the washer and swiped it over his groin and ass, then rinsed it and took it out to Danny who hadn't moved. He was actually asleep. Shaking his head, Isaac wiped him down and then rinsed the cloth again.
Dressing in a pair of board shorts he left Danny sleeping on his bed with a smile.
Downstairs he gets out some drinks and snacks for everyone and after everything out on the table he slips into the water, grabbing a noodle to lie back on. Jackson had commandeered the floating lounger and was drifting, Derek and Stiles were cuddling on the steps and Cora was just floating on her back with her eyes closed now.
Isaac dunks his head and then rises up to see Jackson looking at him with a smirk. "You tire him out?" Snorting Isaac nodded and Jackson laughed. "He is such a fucking lightweight sometimes."
The five of them laze around, most of the exterior lights are out, lights on in the pool itself and a couple of lamps by the table and that was it. It was a nice quiet comedown from the noise and heat of the prom.
'Hey Cor?" Isaac asked after a bit. When she answered him, he asked what he'd been wanting to for a while. "Lydia give you any trouble in the bathroom or anything?" He'd zoned out a little tonight, self-involved in his own funk so he didn't know.
Jackson answered him though. "Lydia never came near her and when she had to go to the bathroom, I turfed the dudes so she could use ours." He buffed his nails and rubbed them on his naked chest. "Jackson Whittemore still has clout." Cora laughed and tugged on his leg before she drifted away again.
"Hopefully next year it'll be different." Isaac mutters hopefully.
"Yeah dude." Jackson agrees. Silence falls again, broken by the occasional moan from Derek or Stiles, Isaac wasn't sure and didn't care to look. There wasn't any water thrashing around so whatever they were doing it wasn't much or they were being very physically restrained.
After a while, Isaac begins to feel hungry so he drags himself out of the pool. Letting the water drip off him he dries his hands and starts to pick at the food he'd brought out. He looked around at the five of them and realised that once Danny left he was going to be the odd man out.
Though Cora and Jackson weren't a couple or anything, they kind of fit together. Suddenly he wanted to get away, needed to get away. He grabbed up his towel and dried himself off and forced himself to sit down. Now was not the time for a meltdown.
Taking a coke, Isaac opened it and sat back as he began to drink it. Reclining on the lounger he tipped his head back and drank. He was right, what he'd said to Derek tonight had been the truth, this was the end.
Danny was leaving for Massachusetts on Monday to sort out an apartment. Jackson would be joining him next week after school had let out for them both. Cora being a sophomore had two more weeks, the juniors one and the seniors were already finished as of yesterday.
Jackson came to sit beside him, eating the sandwich he'd made himself. Isaac watched him out of the corner of his eye. He was a freaking sexy dude he realised. Once you got underneath the veneer of attitude, he was nice – well mostly nice – too.
"Danny did tell you his family's cabin has no electricity right?" He asked as he finished eating. Speaking of the week that he and Cora are going to spend there with Danny and Jackson in a few weeks time. After Danny and Jackson are back from Massachusetts and Isaac is back from his weekend in Seattle with Derek and Stiles as well.
"Yeah, running water, indoor toilet but no electricity so no hot water." Isaac looked into the distance, into the future. A future consisting of the four people with him right now. Jackson, Cora, Derek and Stiles. Family and a friend. No boyfriend.
And there, with the dim lights surrounding him in a melancholy way, on a warm summer evening, among said family and friend, Isaac let Danny go.