#isaaclahey
☾ It’s spiraling down, biting words like a wolf howling. Hate is spitting out each others mouths but we’re still sleeping like we’re lovers. Still with feet touching, still with eyes meeting, still our hands match, still with hearts beating. ☽
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Author’s Note :Brett and Liam are currently the most requested (I get around a hundred requests per day about them…) (Theo is quite requested as well but I already explained why I still haven’t written anything about him) But I miss Isaac too much to go this long without writing anything about him… :3
And sorry I’m a day late, I really didn’t realize that yesterday was already Moonday!
It was late at night, the rain kept pouring from the sky, considerably reducing your sight. You stopped running, thinking that you finally had reached a safe hiding place between two buildings. Your clothes were drenched and you shivered, feeling terribly cold.
You pulled the hood of your sweatshirt back on your hair, as if it would make any difference now that you already were soaked to the bone. You reached a metallic fence, and you just pressed your back against the wall of one of the buildings, hoping that no one would find you here.
You took some deep breaths, preparing yourself to run again. You jumped when you heard some loud noises coming from the street and you just pressed yourself even closer to the wall.
Everything became suddenly silent. You could only hear your breathing and your heart racing in your chest. That’s when you saw it; two glowing red eyes already so close to you… You couldn’t tell who it was, it was too dark and raining too much but from the tall and muscular silhouette moving closer to you, you could tell that it wasn’t Scott coming to your rescue.
You considered running, but there was nowhere to go but where you came from and it would make it so easy for him to catch you… If he was going to kill you, you didn’t want to go down without a fight. So you jumped at him, trying to hit him with the baseball bat you had borrowed from Stiles.
He had no difficulty breaking the bat in two pieces and sending your body flying until you hit against the metallic fence and fell back on the wet concrete ground. The shock was hard, but you weren’t injured.
You tried to lift yourself back up but you saw the glowing eyes coming at you and you knew you had no choice anymore than to accept your fate.
You closed your eyes, hoping it would be quick… But one second, two seconds, three seconds went by without anything happening and a loud, almost familiar growl in the distance forced you to open them again.
You saw some yellow eyes, running at the alpha’s silhouette. You saw their shadows colliding. You heard some menacing growls. You could see them fight but you had lost track of which silhouette belonged to the alpha and which one belonged to the beta.
It seemed like they were slowly moving away from you, one dragging the other back in the street, probably trying to give you a chance to run away but you were too confused to even think about it.
You couldn’t see or hear them anymore, but you stayed on the ground, waiting for nothing.
It was as if only a few minutes had passed when the glowing yellow eyes appeared in front of you again. He crouched to be at your height and you were able to distinguish his face a little better. You recognized some familiar traits and it felt like someone was stabbing you in the heart. Repeatedly.
“Are you hurt ?” He asked, the sound of his voice giving you the most powerful stab.
You shook your head, more in disbelief than to actually answer him.
He helped you up on your feet. Your side felt a bit painful but nothing too bad, you just knew that you were going to wake up with some bad bruises.
“What are you doing here ?” You asked him, staring at his face as if he might suddenly disappear like the hallucination you thought he was.
“Saving you.” He simply replied, before walking you back to your car.
He drove you back home and at the moment he pulled your car in your driveway, you felt anger slowly but surely rising inside you. You left your car without a word for him, closing the door of your home behind you, making sure to let him know that he wasn’t invited in.
You ran to your bedroom, trying to contain yourself and resist the urge to go back outside just to yell at him.
You opened the door and turned on the light, stepping in only to jump in fear once again when you found him standing between your now open window and your bed.
“What ? Not even a thank you ?” He asked you, truly confused by your sudden behavior.
You felt angry again and you would have told him exactly what you thought if you hadn’t let yourself get distracted by the way his wet shirt was sticking to his skin, perfectly drawing each of his muscles… No, focus! You were upset and you wanted him to know it.
“Isaac, what are you doing in town ?” You asked once again, pressing on every word.
“I came back… For you.” He answered, closing the window behind him, finally noticing that it was raining inside your bedroom.
“For me ?” You sneered. “If you ever thought about me, you wouldn’t have left in the first place!”
“So that’s why you are upset…” He started.
“I’m not upset, I’m furious!” You fumed. “What did you expect ? That you were going to come back and save me like a perfect prince charming and everything will be fine and we’ll kiss under the rain ?”
“Well kissing under the rain always works.” He replied, with a smile making you even more angry even if he didn’t seem to remark it.
“Maybe on french girls, not on me.” You snapped.
Your gaze fell on his chest once again, you tried to stay focused, looking at his face instead. His hair was dripping, a drop running from his forehead, finishing its race on his lips. His lips that you’ve been missing for so long…
“Do you realize that you were dating me and you left without even a goodbye ? You were dating me and you left because Alison died, how do you think I felt ?” You told him, calming down but forcing yourself to speak instead of running in his arms just to remember how safe it felt.
He stayed silent for a moment, looking at you with true guilt in his eyes. You didn’t know if he was making that lost puppy face on purpose or not, but you tried to not give in that easily.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to hurt you…” He said, almost in a whisper as he looked down.
“Well you did. You reallydid.”
“I’m sorry.” He repeated again.
You sighed. Hearing him saying those words was making you feel a little better.
He stepped closer and you turned your back on him, facing your closet and pretending to be searching for something in it.
“I missed you.” You heard him say, so close to you.
You closed your eyes, feeling his arms around your waist, pulling you in your wet clothes against his. His lips left a soft kiss on your neck and it asked for all your strength to move his arms away from you.
“That’s not how it works.” You said, tuning around to face him. “You left for months and you think that now that you are back, everything will be just as it used to be ?”
“I wish it could be.”
“Well it can’t, I didn’t know if you were ever going to come back… I have a new boyfriend.” You stated.
He nodded, seemingly understanding and took a step back but you could see in his eyes that you had just broke his heart, and you hated that. The only reason you started dating someone else was in hopes of forgetting him, but you never did. And now that Isaac was back here, you were rejecting him…
“Do you want me to leave ?” He asked, already walking to the window.
You shook your head to say no and you stared at each other for a moment, in silence.
“You’re still wearing my hoodie.” He remarked. “Maybe that’s why you still smell a bit like me, that’s why I thought that you still… Wanted me.”
You nodded in silence once again, unsure of what to do or say. You were in love with Isaac, you always were, of course you still wanted him. You wanted him so bad.
“Do you want me to stay ?” He asked, hesitating.
“Yes.” You replied, softly.
He didn’t seem like he was expecting that answer and he wasn’t quite sure what to do now.
You pulled your hoodie off and followed with your shirt. The way he was looking at you was the exact same way he did the very first time he had seen you naked, eyes full of a mix of lust and love for you.
Your skin was glistening, as wet as if you had just gotten out of the shower. He smiled at you from across the room and pulled his shirt off too. His chest as wet as your skin.
You pulled your pants down and tossed them away with your shoes, looking back at Isaac, expecting him to do the same but his eyes were glued to you and he didn’t seem fully able to function anymore…
You were left in your white underwear, probably transparent now as they were just as drenched as your clothes. You walked up to him, not even waiting for him to come back to himself before hardly pressing your lips against his, almost on tiptoes to be able to reach them.
You stepped back to unzip his pants and they immediately fell to his ankles. You saw that hard bump under the fabric of his underwear.
He pulled you against him to kiss you and with his hand on your back, he gently pushed you down on your bed. You lied down and he held himself above you, kissing your neck with intensity. You closed your eyes, it felt so good to have him close to you again. For months you weren’t even sure that you’d ever see him again and now he was on top of you, kissing you as if he had never left.
Maybe it wasn’t real, maybe it was an hallucination, maybe the alpha had killed you and that was your own personal heaven… But whatever it was, you didn’t want it to stop.
His lips left your neck, leaving kisses down your chest and stomach. He reached your panties and pulled them down and when he made you open your legs wider, you knew what was coming. Once again it felt too good to be real.
He buried his face between your legs and you felt his mouth on your clit, gently sucking on it. You heavily sighed, closing your eyes again, already feeling pleasure building inside you.
He played around with his tongue, remembering exactly what to do to drive you crazy. Then, he moved down and you felt his tongue entering you. You arched your back a little and let it fall back down on the sheets, your hand reaching for his wet curls between your legs, hoping he’d be able to go deeper inside you but he got out only to get back in with a lick.
After a few more teases, he abruptly left you, maybe as eager as you were to have him fully inside you. He stood in front of the bed and before you knew it, he pulled on your legs, dragging you closer to him. You felt his hard dick entering you and you sighed loudly. Finally. You thought that you weren’t going to feel him inside you ever again.
He held your thighs, entering you entirely with all his length. You felt a light pain, you weren’t as used to it anymore, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction that your body was feeling.
You looked at him just as he tilted his head back with a loud breath, also trying to get used to you again.
He gently moved, making sure that you had enough time to adjust to him before he started thrusting, deeply in and then almost out. It didn’t take long until a moan escaped your lips. He stopped himself and climbed back on the bed, immediately finding his way back inside you. He leaned down to kiss you for a moment before he increased his pace, holding your legs around each side of his body. You held yourself to your sheets, feeling close.
You kept your eyes fixed on him, pretty sure that he looked ever hotter now than in your memories. Who would have thought that it was even possible… You saw a familiar expression appear on his face, you knew what it meant and it was enough to make you lose your mind for good. You arched your back once again, your loud moan resounding with his as he came inside you, leaving you breathless.
You enjoyed every second of your climax. Then you waited for him to come back to himself. You smiled at him and he leaned to kiss you again, but quickly moved away and you were disappointed, expecting it to last a little longer.
“You are going to break up with him now, right ?” He asked, suddenly concerned.
“Are you planning on staying in Beacon Hills ?”
“Yes, I’m not going to leave you again.” He affirmed.
“Then yes, I’m going to break up with him.” You answered.
He smiled, satisfied by your answer and got back to kissing you. And, as much as you were enjoying his kisses and having him close to you, you couldn’t help but feel a little bit preoccupied now. You didn’t really know how you were going to break up with Liam…
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