I hope you all enjoy a bit of drama, sexy time, and feelings!

WARNING: Sexual content

"So you're telling me that the entire time, Jackson Whittemore was a lizard?"

"Well, it's a little more complicated than that," Stiles explained to Faith as they walked down the school hallway, "You see, when Derek bit Jackson, nothing really happened in the beginning. Then people started dying, specifically the 2006 swim team. Turned out to be a mutant lizard-snake thing called a kanima that killed them."

"And the kanima ended up being Jackson," Faith confirmed.

Stiles nodded. "Correct. He was being controlled by Matt Daehler because apparently the swim team almost drowned him years ago. You probably don't remember him."

Oh, did Faith remember Matt Daehler. Far more than anyone could've ever guessed. Faith wasn't willing to dwell on those memories though.

"Then how did Jackson become a werewolf?" she asked instead.

"It's kinda hard to explain. Basically, the kanima doesn't have an identity, which fit Jackson since he was an orphan. So in order to save him, Lydia had to proclaim her love for him like some sort of romance novel. He turns back into Jackson, Derek and Peter stab him, then he transforms into a werewolf. And now he's living in London. Ironic, isn't it?"

"Very." Faith furrowed her eyebrows. "Who's Peter?"

Patting her shoulder, Stiles said, "Just be glad that you haven't had the pleasure of meeting him yet."

As her mouth opened to ask another question, Faith decided that she actually didn't want to know. Isaac and Scott were just coming around the corner anyway, the former immediately smiling when he saw his best friend.

"You ready?" he asked her.

"Ready," Faith answered. She snapped her fingers when she remembered something. "Can we actually run over to the music room real quick? I wanna grab my violin."

"Yeah, let's go now," Isaac agreed. He placed his hand on the small of Faith's back. "We'll see you guys at the game tonight."

Faith waved. "Later, Scott. Later, Stiles."

"Later," Scott waved back. He and his best friend watched as the pair walked away.

"Wow," Stiles said, "I think that was the first time I've actually seen Isaac be somewhat pleasant. Or smile like that. It's weird."

"I don't think so," Scott shrugged, "That's just what happens when you're in love."

One of Stiles's eyebrows rose. "He told you he's in love with her?"

Scott shook his head. "He didn't have to. You could just see it in his eyes when he looks at her. It's like how you were with Lydia… and me with Allison."

Neither of them said anything else. Both of their minds became too busy pondering over situations of what could've been. On how they have moved on. Or that they should've moved on. First loves would always be tough to get over, no matter how great the people they did have now were. None of that mattered anymore. The boys were perfectly happy with their girlfriends now… weren't they?

Their minds said yes. Their hearts, however, weren't as decisive. But for now, the verdict was yes. Scott was happy with Kira and Stiles was happy with Malia. Patting his best friend's back, Stiles led the two out of the school so they could freshen up before tonight's game.

"Ugh, God, I'm starving," Faith groaned, "You know what sounds amazing right now? The fattest bacon cheeseburger washed down with a large Coke. And then for the finale, a whole batch of cinnamon rolls with peanut butter smeared all over the top."

The slightly pornographic moan she let out made Isaac chuckle uncomfortably, mostly to cover up just how much the sound traveled down to his nether region.

"Did you spend the entire last period fantasizing about that?"

"Damn straight," Faith told him, "Food for me is like Scarlett Johansson for guys. I could have wet dreams about it all day long."

"Alright, I don't think I wanna hear anymore about your wet dreams," Isaac joked, "Especially now that I know you have a food kink."

Faith rolled her eyes as she placed her hand on the door handle to the music room. "It's not a kink, Isaac. And since you are the one that gave me these cravings in the first place, I blame you." She opened the door and right when she walked in, she let out a scream and slammed the door shut.

"What?" Isaac asked in a panic when he took in how hard his best friend was panting and her eyes grew bug eyed.

Those eyes looked at him and Faith shook her head. "Do not go in there. Not if you want your eyes to burn out of your skull."

"Why, what did you see?"

Isaac ignored Faith's cries of protest when he walked into the room. What he was met with had him raising his eyebrows.

Tell him why he wasn't at all surprised to see Derek zipping his jeans up and buckling his belt while Stevie hopped off her desk as she buttoned her shirt. Her cheeks were bright red in embarrassment like her parents walked in on her. Meanwhile Derek just looked flat out annoyed that his alone time with his lover was interrupted.

One of Faith's hands covered her eyes even after both adults had fixed themselves. "Jesus, you guys couldn't wait until after everyone left? There are kids here!"

"You told me you locked the door," Stevie hissed at Derek.

"I thought I did," Derek said, "but it was kind of hard to double check when your hand was down my-"

"Ew! No! Enough!" Faith shrieked, "Forget the violin. I'm going home! Come on, Isaac." Her free hand opened the door and she sped out of the room, muttering obscenities on the way.

Smirking, Isaac looked over at his former alpha. "I hope you're using protection. Take it from me." Derek shot him a death stare, which Isaac missed as he followed after Faith.

The fair color on Stevie's face returned to normal. "Well, now we know never to do that at the school again."

"So we got caught once," Derek said as he wrapped his arms around Stevie from behind, "And weren't you the one who said that you wanted to be more adventurous in the bedroom?"

"Yeah, the key word being 'bedroom'," Stevie scoffed.

"I mean, from where I was standing…" Derek crooked his finger under the music teacher's chin and turned her face so she was looking up at him. "You seemed to have been enjoying yourself very much."

That smug bastard. Yet he wasn't wrong. And Stevie couldn't help but grin into the kiss Derek brought her into. She turned around in his arms and wrapped her own around his neck. Their kiss remained slow and romantic, their bodies almost swaying side to side in some sort of dance.

If Stevie weren't human, she would have been able to hear the strong heartbeat against Derek's chest. He couldn't remember the last time anyone had made him feel this funny sensation in the pit of his stomach. Maybe with Paige? Never did Derek think he could ever feel this way again. Over the past month or so, however, this beautiful human being had managed to steal his ice cold heart and set it on fire. How did she do that?

When was all of this going to finally crash and burn?

After about a minute of lip locking, Stevie broke it off and stared up at her lover. "I wanted to ask you something."

"You're not going to make me go to one of those rock concerts with you, are you?" Derek teased, "For you, I'll do it. But I'm not going in one of those mash pits."

"They're called mosh pits, Derek," Stevie laughed, lightly hitting Derek's chest, "But no, that's not it." She bit on her bottom lip, a move the werewolf would've normally found seductive if he didn't smell her hesitancy. "My parents are coming into town to see me and my sister sometime in a couple weeks. I know it's still pretty early, but I wanted to ask in advance just in case. Would you… be interested in having dinner with us?"

To say that Derek was not expecting the question was a huge understatement. Letting go of Stevie's waist, he took a step back. "You want me to meet your family?"

"Well, yeah. I mean, we have been seeing each other for a while now. I've told them all about you and they really wanna meet you too. Especially my dad." Stevie chuckled. "He hasn't been this excited since Lucy and I got him tickets to see Metallica last year."

Derek should feel honored. A small part of him did. That other part… the bigger part, was against the idea. He had already met an ex's family once. They've tried to kill him. Several times. Like hell if he was about to go down that road again.

"I don't think that's a good idea."

The smile that once brightened Stevie's face had gradually dimmed upon hearing this. Just seeing the hurt look made Derek want to hit himself for being so stupid.

Stevie tucked her hair behind her ear. "Oh… um, that's okay. You don't have to go. Figured it wouldn't hurt to ask." She checked her watch. "I should get going." She began to pack up her papers.

"Stevie, I-"

"No." Said woman held her hand up to halt Derek from coming any closer. "It's fine, really. I just…" She feigned a smile. "I'll call you later, okay?"

Derek wanted to apologize, change his answer, anything to bring his lover back into his arms. But it was evident that Stevie didn't want to hear anything else he had to say. From her sad hazel eyes, the werewolf knew that she just wanted him to leave. He felt like a kicked puppy as he walked out of the classroom and heard the door shut right behind him.

He was definitely not going to get a call later.

Lacrosse was the sport of Beacon Hills High, Faith already knew that. But she had never gone to any of the games before, not even when Isaac was on the team. Only because she either had to work or perform in a band recital. Tonight, Faith had neither, so there was no excuse for her to not go with Isaac and the rest of the pack to watch Scott, Stiles, Kira, and Liam play in game against Devenford Prep. It just so happened to be the school Liam had gotten kicked out of, so everyone had to keep their eyes open for any potential shifting coming from the freshman.

Also, this gave both Isaac and Faith the opportunity to be out with their friends. They had been spending so much time getting things taken care of for their daughter, they hardly ever spent any time kicking back and socializing. So as long as they could all avoid any supernatural mishaps tonight, things should be fine. Hopefully. Because Faith didn't think she could stomach a bloody disaster.

"You know you're gonna have to explain all this to me, right?" Faith said to Isaac as they walked up the stands with his hand on her back, "I have no clue what the hell goes on during lacrosse."

"It's not that hard to figure out," Isaac said, "The objective is to shoot the ball into the goal and prevent the other team from doing so. Think of it as like soccer."

"I don't know anything about soccer either. Or any other sport."

"That's what you get for being a nerd." Faith slapped Isaac's bicep. All he did was laugh. "I'm kidding! No need to be so hostile."

"Just for that, I'm making you watch at least two movie musicals with me when we get back to my house later," Faith threatened.

Isaac let out an exasperated sigh. "Great."

"You have no one but yourself to blame."

Even Isaac couldn't argue with that. They found Lydia and Malia at the top of the stands, the banshee waving the best friends over. Faith slid next to Lydia while Isaac took the spot beside her.

"Have you guys seen Scott yet?" he asked the other two girls.

Lydia shook her head. "We haven't had a chance to talk to him. He's been too stressed over Liam."

"You think it's gonna be that bad?" Faith asked.

"Do you know why Liam got expelled from Devenford?" Lydia asked her new friend. She shook her head. "He took a crowbar to the lacrosse coach's car. Busted the windows and everything. And he keyed the side of it." She whipped her phone out and showed Faith and Isaac the picture on it.

"Whoa," Isaac said.

Whoa, indeed. As described, the car was badly damaged. Various dents and scratches were like tattoos on its exterior. On the side of the car were the words 'THIS IS YOUR FAULT'. Capitalized and everything.

No wonder this kid got expelled. They didn't know why Liam annihilated his old coach's car, but was it really that bad to have done something like this?

"And according to Stiles, he has IED," Malia added.

"What's that?" Isaac asked.

"Intermittent explosive disorder." Faith suddenly had all eyes on her. "When I got diagnosed with my anxiety disorder, the doctor had me go to group therapy for kids with mental health issues. One of the kids had IED."

"Imagine that on top of turning into a werewolf," Lydia said, "He's like a stick of dynamite waiting to go off."

"Yeah, and now the other team is gunning for him," Malia continued, "Especially some kid named Brett."

"Who's Brett?"

Malia narrowed her eyes as she scanned the field. Then she unashamedly pointed her finger. "That guy. Number 28."

The other three followed the werecoyote's direction and who she was pointing at was not who Faith expected it to be.

Remember the guy from the shopping trip Faith and Lydia took the other week? The one that was supposedly checking the pregnant teen out? Yeah. That guy. He was standing on the other side of the field with his teammates and talking amongst themselves. They would look over at Liam as the new werewolf came out of the locker room, trying to mentally prepare himself for what could go down tonight.

During this, Brett would look over at Faith among the crowd. So he did recognize her. And he was not being discreet about it one bit. Faith must've been staring for too long because the lacrosse player winked at her, followed by a devilishly handsome smile. Suddenly, Faith felt hot. Was she actually blushing?

She almost forgot that her baby's father was sitting next to her during the exchanged glances. And he didn't miss any of it.

"Do you know him?" he asked.

"We saw him at the food court when we went shopping," Lydia answered instead, "He was practically flirting with Faith with his eyes from across the room."

"I still don't think he was," Faith interjected, more towards Isaac, "He must have a staring problem or something."

"Or Faith could just stop being so stubborn and admit that a guy is into her," Lydia teased, making the mother to be roll her eyes, "A hot guy, at that."

Faith scoffed. "Looks aren't everything, Lydia."

"Don't pretend you don't like what you see."

Well… the banshee wasn't entirely wrong. Brett was cute, Faith will admit. Anyone would have to be blind to not find him fairly attractive. But a guy like that being attracted to a girl like her? Impossible. Yet Brett was looking right at Faith like he was liking what he was seeing too.

"Interesting," Isaac said to himself as he failed to stop watching the two have a 'moment'.

He decided right then that he did not like this guy.

A whistle blew. The game was starting, Scott, Stiles, Kira, and Liam on the field with the rest of first line. Brett was face to face with Scott as they waited for the whistle to blow so they could battle for the ball. Scott was the one to grab it first and he sped through the opposing team to reach the goal. Being a werewolf certainly had its advantages. Which was proven as Scott made it to the other side with ease, dodging everyone who came his way. To no one's surprise, he made it in the goal, making the crowd go crazy. Scott and Stiles bumped chests with such great force that it sent the human falling flat on his ass, which was quite funny.

Even Isaac broke out a little fist pump that Faith may or may not have found cute. Leaning more towards the cute side.

It continued to play out that way for the majority of the game. Devenford was a hell of an opponent and they weren't going down without a fight. Especially Brett. The boy was actually a pretty good athlete, but really, was that such a shock? His muscles could've ripped open his jersey if he flexed hard enough. Faith might have been ogling at said muscles longer than she should have. At least that's what Isaac thought to himself every time he caught her. Lydia was encouraging Faith the entire time while Malia couldn't care less and just wanted to see some blood shed. Did that girl have issues…

Back to the game. It was very close game with even closer calls of Liam getting angry from the other team trying to mess with him. Being the noble teammates and pack mates they were, Scott, Stiles, and Kira had the new beta's back and made sure to diffuse the situation if it neared getting out of hand. Nothing happened, much to everyone besides Malia's relief.

Beacon Hills ended up winning as expected. By three points, to be exact. Faith had to admit, it was actually exciting. Everyone's fired-up energy was contagious so it was hard to not get caught up in it. The mother to be was grinning from ear to ear when Isaac's arm wrapped around her shoulders when that final buzzer went off, elated in the team's victory. Everyone ran out to the field to celebrate. Isaac, Faith, Lydia, and Malia stayed behind, slowly descending down the stands.

"Please tell me we're getting food after this," the werecoyote said with an exaggerated groan, "I'm starving."

"Baby and I second that," Faith raised her hand.

Lydia rolled her eyes. "Yes, we just have to wait for the guys and Kira to come out and then we'll go eat."

"Hold on a sec," Isaac said, looking down at his phone, "I guess Liam's freaking out right now and Scott said he needs my help. I'll be right back." He jogged off towards the locker room.

As soon as Isaac was out of sight, Lydia placed her hand on Faith's shoulder. "Faith, look."

Right on cue, Brett pushed his way through the chaos, eyes glued to the girl. Oh crap, was he actually coming her way?

"Yes, he is," Lydia answered. Faith didn't mean to say that out loud. "Now go talk to him."

"And say what?"

"Hello, good game, anything. Just get over there."

Faith didn't get the chance to protest before Lydia gently pushed her forward. Brett just so happened to be right there and Faith bumped into him. Might as well have been made of bricks, he was so toned. He smirked down at her.

"Hey."

"Hi," Faith squeaked out. She cleared her throat. "I mean, hey. Um, good game."

"Even though my team lost?"

"By three points," Faith shrugged, "That's not too bad to me."

Brett chuckled. "Thanks. I'm Brett."

"I'm Faith."

She held out her hand awkwardly for Brett to shake. The move caught him off guard, but he still accepted the gesture with a laugh. "I remember you from the mall. You look a little different."

"Yeah," Faith admitted, shrugging her shoulders as she looked down at the dress and cardigan she wore, "My friend decided to give me a makeover. I know it's a bit weird to see me in something like this."

"No," Brett disagreed, "I think you look great. It's very pretty."

If Faith wasn't blushing before, she sure was now. "Thanks."

"Yo, Brett!" they heard one of the boy's teammates call out, "Come on, dude, we gotta head out!"

"I'll be right there!" Brett turned back to Faith. "I'll see you around?"

"Sure," Faith said, her smile starting to grow.

"Cool. I guess I'll see you later then. Bye, Faith."

Said girl just waved as her Brett walked away with a smile on his own face. She took her bottom lip between her teeth to prevent looking like a total dork. Having a boy being interested in you was one of the weirdest feelings when you've grown up not being the object of anyone's desires. A guy as hot as Brett, at that. Definitely not something Faith was used to. But she kind of liked it, even if it wasn't the boy her heart was really after.

That didn't mean that she couldn't make any new friends. Nothing bad could possibly come from that. Or so she hoped.

Isaac and Faith returned to the girl's house after they went out to eat with the rest of the pack. Drew was attending a convention for work in Sacramento for the weekend so the teenagers decided to have a little sleepover. Just like old times, only with less alcohol because being pregnant. They were both feeling pretty tired by the time they got to the house so they just decided to turn in for the night. Faith's movie musical punishment for Isaac was going to have to wait for another time.

After Faith washed the makeup off her face and threw on an old oversized shirt, she slid in bed beside Isaac, who wore a t-shirt and sweatpants. They fell asleep pretty quickly since they were tired from a long ass day. Two hours went by and Isaac was still in a deep sleep, which always was the case when he slept beside his best friend.

Until he heard the sounds of crunching coming right next to him.

His blue eyes opened to a dark room that was illuminated by the moon through the window. That light allowed him to catch Faith red handed when he rolled over to face her.

"Faith?" Isaac questioned groggily, "What the hell are you doing?"

Like a child caught stealing from a cookie jar, Faith's eyes grew wide and her mouth was opened, ready to fill it with the Oreo that was in her hand. "Nothing…"

"Where'd you get that from?"

"None of your business, that's where."

A hunch entered Isaac's mind. He leaned over Faith and pulled open the drawer on her nightstand. Stuffed inside were various types of cookies, chips, and candy. Anything you could buy at your local gas station was in that drawer.

"You are an absolute fiend," Isaac told Faith, shaking his head as he closed the drawer.

"Hey, you're the reason for this, you know," Faith pointed out, "You're the one that knocked me up and now you've forced me to eat food for a turtle. One Oreo isn't gonna kill me."

"Have you had just one Oreo?"

Faith kept her lips tight. "You can't stop me." She popped the cookie in her mouth and immediately reached in the package to grab another one.

"Alright, I'm cutting you off," Isaac said, throwing the comforter off himself, "Give me the cookies."

It turned into a wrestling match very fast, Isaac being careful to not hurt Faith. That didn't hinder his determination to grab the Oreos from his best friend, even as she smacked him any chance she could.

"Get off me! You're not supposed to fight a pregnant woman!"

But Isaac wasn't letting up. He finally managed to get on top of Faith and pin her arms above her head. He snatched the package out of her hands and knocked them on the floor. Faith did have an Oreo between her teeth, which Isaac took between his own teeth. With that cocky look on his face, he ate it in one bite.

His baby's mother pouted. "Brat."

"Takes one to know one," Isaac smirked.

He probably should get off of Faith, but he wasn't ready to stop looking down at her. The light of the moon highlighted her face just right. Her eyes looked even bluer thanks to the moon and they sparkled like the stars that accompanied it. Her black hair was ready to come out of the tie due to their tussle and Isaac wanted nothing more than to release it from its confines. And those lips looked so damn kissable. If Isaac just lowered his head a little more…

"God, you're so beautiful," he told Faith without even thinking about it.

She turned her head away, suddenly feeling solemn. Her wrists slipped out of Isaac's grasp as she rolled away to swing her legs over the side of the bed. "Don't do that."

"What, call you beautiful?" Isaac questioned.

"Lie to me."

"I wouldn't lie to you about something like that," Isaac said with furrowed eyebrows. Faith didn't respond. She just kept her back towards the beta. Then it dawned on him. "Faith, do you not think you're beautiful?"

The only answer he received from Faith was a shrug. His heart broke at the sight of her lowered head. How could this amazing girl not think anything but highly of herself? Well, this certainly won't do. Isaac stood up from the bed and grabbed Faith's hands.

"Come on."

He pulled her up and into her bathroom. He switched on the light, making her wince at the sudden brightness. Placing his hands on her shoulders, Isaac turned Faith so she was looking in the mirror.

"Look at your reflection. What do you see?"

"Well, I can't see anything without my glasses-"

"Faith."

Isaac's tone softened the girl's standoffish demeanor. She squinted at her reflection. "I see myself."

"Give me more than that," Isaac said.

Faith's shoulders slumped as she continued to look. "Messy hair… pale skin… my eyes are too big. I kinda look like a crazy person." She looked down her body. "I feel huge. Disgustingly huge. Like a whale." Her eyes went back up to Isaac's face through the mirror. "I don't know what else you want me to say, Isaac. To tell you the truth, I just feel… plain. There's nothing special about me."

Maybe it was the hormones, but Faith could feel the tears beginning to prick the back of her eyes. The intent was not to make her cry. And Isaac almost felt guilty for making her be vulnerable with him. He rubbed up and down her arms. That was what made the tear fall and Faith wiped it away, mentally berating herself for getting emotional.

"Can I tell you what I see now?" Isaac asked. Faith nodded slowly. "I see hair that frames your face perfectly when you let it down like this." He gently pulled the hair tie out, letting his best friend's waves cascade over her shoulders. "I see the most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever come across."

"They're the same color as yours," Faith scoffed.

"They look better on you," Isaac told her sincerely. She remained silent. "You may think you look huge, but what you seem to forget that you're carrying our daughter in your body. And I hope that she comes out looking just like her mother."

Another tear rolled down Faith's face. Only this time she let herself let out a small laugh. At least Isaac knew he was on the right track now.

"But you wanna know what the most beautiful thing about you is? Your aura. You have always been so strong throughout the couple years I have known you. You've never let your anxiety get the best of you no matter what triggers it. When you talk about your dreams of going to New York, your smile gets so big and bright that it's blinding. Sometimes I think about the time you pranked Jackson and his friends at your work and it makes me remember just how badass you really are." He chuckled at the memory. "And your heart… it reminds me that not everything in the world is shitty. It's so good… so so good…" He moved all of Faith's hair over one shoulder and kissed right beneath her ear, making her breath hitch. "You're perfect, Faith. And you're going to be the most perfect mother ever." His lips kissed down her snow white neck to right where it met her shoulder.

"Isaac…"

Said boy shushed her softly as he turned her around to look directly up into his eyes. He took her face in both of his hands and brought their lips together. She accepted the kiss immediately and clenched his shirt. One of his hands absently turned the light off as he guided her back to the bed. The back of her knees hit the edge of the bed and she sat down, never breaking the kiss.

After a minute, Isaac did finally break away to kneel in front of Faith and grab the hem of her shirt. "Can I see you? All of you?"

Never in all of the times the two were intimate with each other had Faith been fully naked in front of Isaac. She always had either a shirt or bra covering her because she never wanted him to see her like that. But after all the things Isaac told her tonight, she was finally ready to let the father of her daughter have all of her body. So she lifted her arms up so Isaac could pull the t-shirt off of her.

He tossed the shirt to the side and got a good look of the girl sitting in front of him. Faith wanted to cover herself up but Isaac kept a hold on her hands so she couldn't hide. There was nothing for her to be insecure about. The girl was so fucking gorgeous from head to toe. Her breasts were milky white, her pink nipples contrasting with them. They weren't big but certainly appeared heavier from the pregnancy. Isaac was captivated and wanted to put his lips on every inch of her skin. So he leaned forward and took one of Faith's nipples into his mouth. A moan slipped out when his tongue circled around the pink flesh. He then began to suck on the bud as his hand squeezed and massaged the other breast. Faith's fingers played with blond curls as she got lost in the sensation.

Isaac repeated the same action on the other breast, leaving small dark spots on the pale skin. He could sense and smell Faith's excitement and wanted to try something else that he had never done with her before. Pulling away from her breasts, Isaac went to pull his own shirt off and kiss Faith once again. He lightly pushed her back onto the bed and hovered over her. Like before, he kissed down her neck to her breasts. This time, Isaac decided to go further. He kissed over the swell over Faith's belly, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. She watched with hooded eye lids and an erratically beating heart. After Isaac was over her belly, his lips continued their journey down to the last article of clothing, which he slid off to finally reveal the rest of Faith's body.

Naturally, Faith's legs parted and the scent of her arousal hit her lover like a tidal wave. Hooking his arms under her knees, Isaac pulled Faith closer so she was right at the edge of the bed. He got on his knees once again so he could pepper kisses all along the insides of Faith's thighs.

The girl would normally be impatient because she was so used to Isaac moving at a fast pace, but for once, she was loving that he was taking his time with her, with her body. It made her accept that all of what he said just a few minutes earlier wasn't complete bullshit. So when he finally kissed the one part of the body that he never had before, Faith could've died and gone to heaven. Isaac began lapping at her pussy, savoring the sweet wetness that had already gathered up there. It was almost a little awkward for Faith at first since no one had ever put their mouth right there before, but she got over that awkwardness fast when Isaac's tongue flicked her clit.

Electricity shot up her spine the longer he ate her out, his tongue strong and his hands firm on her thighs. Soft moans escaped from Faith's lips and her fingers went back to playing with her lover's hair. This was one of those rare times where they both wished Faith's belly was smaller just so they could watch each other get off. That didn't stop them from loving every damn second of this, especially when Isaac slid two fingers inside Faith's dripping slit and thrusted them in and out of her while sucking on that bundle of nerves that had her legs shaking.

Her eyes were squeezed shut and she let out high pitched pants when Isaac made 'come hither' motions inside her, hitting that sweet spot. "Right there, fuck, right there. Oh, God, I think I'm gonna cum, Isaac… omigod, omigod, omi- oh!"

The constant pressure on Faith's clit and g-spot simultaneously had her finding her orgasm embarrassingly quick. Even when fluids squirted out of her and hit Isaac's chin and chest did he not let up on his actions. Faith's cries filled the room as her release was drawn out to where she was a sweating, trembling mess. Isaac slowed his movements down until the girl couldn't take anymore. He hovered over her when he was done, keeping himself up on his elbows. Tiny droplets of Faith's fluids were speckled on his face and she had to giggle at the sight as she wiped it off with her hand.

"Someone went in the splash zone," she teased.

"Maybe I should wear a life vest next time," Isaac laughed along.

Stroking his cheek, Faith asked, "Can I do you next?"

Isaac raised his eyebrows. "You mean like…"His best friend nodded, her eyes looking way too innocent for what she was asking. "You don't have to if you don't want to."

"But I do want to."

With his signature smirk, Isaac responded with, "Then what kind of guy would I be to turn you down?"

Faith rolled her eyes but pulled Isaac down for a kiss. They rolled around so now the beta was on his back with his head on the pillows. With her hands undoing the drawstring on his sweatpants, Faith kissed and sucked on the nape of Isaac's neck, littering the fair skin with hickeys that were just going to disappear in seconds. He certainly wasn't about to protest the gesture. Not when it felt so damn good.

He was so distracted by Faith's attack on his neck that he didn't even notice that she pushed his pants and boxers down a bit until she took hold of his painfully hard erection. Feeling her hand on his dick made Isaac shudder like there was a chill in the room. Thank God Faith was human because if she heard just how fast Isaac's heart was pounding against his chest when her lips trailed down his torso, he would never live it down. His lover finished his pants and boxers all the way down so he, too, was finally nude in front of her for the first time. Faith got into a position comfortable enough so her growing belly wouldn't be in the way. She continued to stroke Isaac's dick a tad longer before bending down to kiss the tip of his dick. Kissing rapidly turned into licking and then taking the tip into the girl's mouth.

It may have been Faith's first time doing this but in Isaac's opinion, she was a natural. She was slow in a way that gradually increased Isaac's pleasure as her warm mouth and tongue ran over every vein and ridge of his erection. One of Faith's hands held onto the base as her head began to bob up and down steadily. She kept having to push her hair out of her face as she found her rhythm. Both literally and figuratively speaking, Isaac took matters into his own hands and held onto her raven waves. But he really just wanted to get a better look as she took him in deeper and deeper.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned out, "You always know how to make me feel so good…" One particular suck had Isaac throwing his head back against the pillow and keening. "Oh, God…"

He did his best to keep his hips still so he wouldn't buck up into her mouth. Each second was getting harder to control himself and he thought he was going crazy. There must have been something in the air that night because Isaac felt like he was going to explode soon, which was unacceptable. He told himself he wasn't allowed to cum that night unless it was inside Faith. Which hasn't happened yet and Isaac didn't think he could wait anymore. So he gently tugged on Faith's hair to bring up in a searing kiss. Lips red and swollen, she returned the kiss with just as much fervor.

Tonight was the night of firsts, as it seemed, and there was one more position that she wanted to try. Gripping onto Isaac's shoulders for leverage, Faith swung her leg over his hips so she was straddling his waist. She hovered over his dick, the tip rubbing against her slit. Isaac caught on to what his lover was doing so he held is erection and guided her down. Faith sunk onto it in one fluid moment, thanks to her pussy being incredibly soaked. Her eyes squeezed shut as she moaned loudly.

"You okay?" Isaac asked, breathing heavily as well.

Eyes still closed, Faith nodded. "I wasn't expecting you to be so fucking deep."

Isaac laughed. That laughter turned into moans when Faith ground her hips back and forth. Her on top of Isaac was a sight for sore eyes. Black hair let loose and crazed from sex, lips parted, eyes gazing hungrily at him, skin glowing in the moonlight, breasts bouncing, and her pregnant belly that carried their daughter out in the open were mesmerizing beyond comprehension. If Isaac had his phone, he would want to capture this picture to cherish for the rest of his life.

Gripping onto Faith's hips, Isaac pushed his hips up to drive himself as deep as he could go inside the girl. Her pretty whines spurred the beta on to go faster and harder. At one point he decided that he wanted to be closer to Faith so with one arm wrapped around her, he pushed himself up and laid her on her back. Isaac continued to thrust his hips, dragging the session out while simultaneously pushing Faith towards ecstasy.

"Harder, baby," she whimpered, "Harder!"

Sweat dewed the beta's forehead as he obeyed his lover's demand. His movements were sharp and drew out the most delicious sounds from Faith. His own moans were muffled by her neck as he hid his face in it. God, Isaac was so close, he could taste it. And with how Faith's whines grew higher in pitch, she was on the brink of her orgasm as well. To offer extra assistance, Isaac brought his thumb down to her clit and rubbed tightly, not once slowing down his fucking.

Soon Faith came with a cry that echoed in the dark bedroom. Hearing those cries and feeling her pussy flutter around his dick did it for Isaac and he released right behind her. His load filled Faith to the brim as he let out a broken shout of his own. In the bliss of it all, their lips met once again to stay as connected to each other as they possibly could. Their climaxes felt never-ending and truth be told, neither of them wanted it to end.

Eventually it did, but neither of them were ready to part with each other. Isaac remained inside of Faith but held himself up so he wouldn't crush her nor the baby in her belly. His forehead rested against hers as they relished in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Their bodies were slick with sweat and felt weak and exhausted. They didn't care. When they stared into each other's eyes, nothing else mattered.

So many words wanted to be exchanged, though none of them were brave enough to say them out loud. They didn't dare to risk ruining this moment no matter how bad it was killing them both to not speak. Isaac decided to do the next best thing, which was just to caress Faith's face tenderly as they kissed yet again for what felt the millionth time that night. It would never be enough for either of them though.

Faith fell asleep in Isaac's arms shortly afterward. Yet he couldn't sleep. His mind was far too clouded and busy to even give himself the relief of closing his eyes. His eyes never left his baby's mother as he held her close to his chest, taking in every inch of beauty she had to offer. If only Isaac had the courage to just tell her the truth.

Careful to not wake her, Isaac pulled the comforter off of himself and only Faith's belly, keeping the rest of her covered. He sank down so he was eye level with her belly. His hand stroked the smooth skin, warming it up from the cool room.

"Hi, baby girl," Isaac said in a hushed voice, "It's your daddy. Just almost four months until you're finally here." His throat felt tight. "I can't wait to meet you. You're already so loved by everyone- your parents, grandfather, our friends. You should see all of the clothes Lydia's bought for you already. It's… a bit much, but I know you'll look adorable once you grow into them. Hopefully these next few months go by fast so I can finally hold you."

A tear dropped on Faith's belly. When did Isaac start crying? He let out a shaky sigh as he wiped his face.

"Can I tell you something that I haven't told anyone else yet?"

He didn't expect to feel a little kick, but he took that as confirmation to continue. There was a slight hesitation in fear that the sleeping girl would hear him. Faith was still sound asleep so Isaac was in the clear. He looked back down at the belly.

"I… I think I'm in love with your mom." Isaac shook his head. "No. I know that I'm in love with your mom." A chuckle slipped out. "I know what you're probably thinking. That it all seems backwards. Like, shouldn't I have already been in love with her while making you?" There was a far off look in Isaac's eyes. "Maybe I was. Maybe I've been in love with her this whole time. But my dumb ass was too blind to see it in the beginning, thinking that maybe Allison was the one. Deep down, I knew she wasn't. She was always Scott's. And now I understand why it was never meant to be with her. Because it was always Faith."

He looked up at said girl, eyes still shut and heartbeat regular.

"Faith is my Allison. And I have you to thank for that, baby girl. Without you, I never would've realized that. I would probably still be stuck in France, miserable and alone. Now I have the two biggest blessings a guy could ever ask for." He sighed sadly. "Maybe one day I'll have the balls to tell her. Yeah, it's scary not knowing whether she would feel the same way or not… but the thought of not being with her scares me even more." Placing a gentle kiss on the belly, Isaac ended his confession. "Goodnight, Johanna."

After covering her belly back up, Isaac settled himself back next to Faith, who instantly curled into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. The hope of being able to fall into bed with the girl he loved every night was what finally lulled Isaac into the best sleep had gotten in a very long time.

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