Isaac sighed; it had been a long day and all he wanted to do was lay down. So, when he got back to Scott's he tossed his bag on the floor and lay down in Scott's bed. He looked around for a second before rolling onto his stomach and taking in the scent that was Scott. He could smell the green axe body wash that Scott used, hidden under the scent of warm apple spice and cinnamon.
"God Scott," He muttered grabbing Scott's pillow and pulling it closer to him. It was in that instant that Isaac got a wonderful idea. He shot up and walked over to the door. Hopefully, Scott wouldn't be back for a while, after all he did have worked today. So, he closed the door, slipped out of his shoes and pants, then climbed into Scotts bed. He lay face down again taking in Scott's scent again. It made him feel so warm inside just knowing he was so close to Scott's scent.
Isaac knew that your bed was one of the most important places for a person. It was someone they were supposed to feel safe, so Scott's relaxed scent lingered here even longer than usual. Isaac took another deep breath as he reached his hand under his boxers and took a hold of his semi-hard member. He ran his tongue along his lips and took a deep breath, starting to jack himself off.
"Scott," Isaac gasped closing his eyes tight as he imagined Scott's perfect mouth wrapped around his cock. His toes curled as he saw his alpha sliding up and down his cock eagerly lapping at the tip.
"Just like that," He said, his hand reaching out and grabbing the covers as he imagined taking a fist full of Scott's hair into his hand. Scott moaned in response to the right treatment, enough to make Isaac buck his hips up so that he hit the back of Scott's throat.
"Isaac," Scott groaned, around Isaac's member.
"Yeah, just like that. I like when you deep throat it," Isaac said his eyes tight, his senses filled with Scott's scent. Isaac moaned a little his thumb rubbing across the slit. He was already leaking a little pre-cum. Just the scent alone could be enough to bring him to the edge, but he had to focus on his image. The image of Scott McCall on his knees being guided by Isaac's hand in his hair.
"Isaac what are you doing?" Scott asked when he walked in on Isaac obviously masturbating in his bed.
Isaac stopped the image he had been seeing broken. He quickly pulled his hand out of his boxers and rolled over to look at Scott.
"This isn't what it looks like Scott," Isaac said quickly getting off the bed. He was surprised he hadn't heard Scott come in.
"Isaac I don't think that there is anything else it can be," Scott looked at Isaac.
"Well, what do you think it is then," Isaac said sitting up a little to look at Scott. His teeth nibbled on his bottom lip for half a second before he realized what he was doing.
"It looked like you were masturbating in my bed. Were you thinking about Allison? Stiles? Lydia?" Scott asked.
"No, I was-" Isaac stopped thinking about the best way to word it. "I was thinking about you," Isaac admitted, looking down for a moment.
"Me? Why?" Scott asked.
"Because you're like a fucking ray of sunshine, and you always have been. Grant it Derek helped me after my dad died, but you were the sunlight in my life when Derek was the storm," Isaac admitted. His eyes looked up to see a dorky grin crossing Scotts face as he walked over and sat next to him.
"Isaac, why didn't you say anything. I'd be more than happy to help you out," Scott said. Isaac's eyes grew wide as he looked at Scott. Scott's hand ran up along his arm until his hand cupped Isaac's cheek. For a second Isaac though this might be a dream but he didn't care he wanted it.
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