A/N: I'm sorry I took longer than usual to put this out, I've had so much work! But it's here! You might wanna be seated somewhere where you won't hurt yourself if you fall off. <<<<Scorpio6
STILES
"So... What now?" Isaac said, looking round the living room at the awkward ensemble. Danny sat on the couch, Jackson at his side and Scott in the remaining space on the item of furniture. Derek stood in the middle of the room and Stiles and Isaac occupied the two armchairs.
It had taken a lot to get Jackson to stay after they released him, but Danny eventually convinced him.
"Well under the assumption that none of us bit Jackson, which isn't possible as we were all here, it means there's another werewolf out there." Derek explained grimly. Stiles shivered involuntarily, the thought made him feel unsafe.
"Why did they bite Jackson of all people? No offence intended but you're a pretty shitty person to have super senses and strength." Scott pondered. Jackson rolled his eyes.
"I don't really care why. I'm just glad I'm more powerful now." He smirked triumphantly.
"Unfortunately you're gonna have to go through a lot of discipline and training to control yourself, which means spending time with us." Derek informed him.
Jackson's jaw dropped.
"What do you mean? I don't want to hang out with you peasants!" Danny pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
"If we let you go off on your own you'll run riot. You can't control the shift, you have no reign over your impulses and the full moon will make you blood thirsty. You'll end up killing someone." Derek informed him sternly.
Stiles watched as Jackson glanced at Danny, as if he was worried he'd kill him. It seemed that if it weren't for Danny, Jackson wouldn't be cooperating with anything.
"I'll come with you. I can right?" Danny looked up at Derek hopefully.
"As long as you swear to keep this a secret. I won't hesitate to kill you if I get suspicious." Derek replied. Danny stiffened, nodding quickly.
"I swear."
Jackson let out a growl, standing from the couch. Scott and Isaac rose also, noticing the challenge to their alpha.
"How dare you threaten him! Screw you!" He seethed. Derek raised an eyebrow.
"This is what I'm talking about. You're struggling not to change aren't you?" Jackson was breathing heavily, scowling lividly at Derek with shocking blue eyes that appeared to glow.
Danny grabbed Jackson's wrist.
"Jackson. Sit down. He's just making sure I'm not gonna run round crying wolf." Danny assured him, Stiles and Isaac snorted at the joke. Amazingly, Jackson did as Danny said, but continued to glare defiantly at Derek.
"If you're going to be part of this pack, you follow my orders. I say jump, you say how high." Stiles hoped Derek couldn't sense the kick that hearing him be assertive gave him. "I am the alpha." He said. Stiles felt himself warming up and Derek glanced over at him, a glint in his eye. He knew what he was doing to him.
Jackson sighed dramatically.
"So what, do I have to let you pee on me or something?"
"Yeah, what happens is, Derek drinks a whole lot of water then we fill a bucket with his pee, then-"
"Isaac, shut up." Derek sighed. "You just have to suppress the instinct to challenge me and bare your neck to me in submission."
Jackson scrunched his nose up in distaste but Danny elbowed him sharply before he could make a smart comment. He stood again, stepping up to Derek and reluctantly tilting his head to the side. Derek's eyes flashed red and he growled in an animalistic fashion. Jackson whimpered, edging his neck closer to Derek. It was a strange display, but everyone, wolf or Human, could sense its significance.
"This is great! We have four members now!" Scott cheered.
"Five!" Derek snarled and Scott hung his head in apology.
SCOTT
After agonising over how the first day at school since the Hale pack expanded would go, Scott opted for pretending nothing happened. Stiles picked him up and he bleghed immaturely when his brother kissed him through the driver's window. They took off in the direction of BHHS and chatted absentmindedly.
"Do you think Jackson'll be nicer to us now he's in our pack?" Scott asked, watching the trees fly past the window as Stiles sang along to a song.
"It's a good thing you're good looking Scotty." His best friend snorted. Scott rolled his eyes and slumped back in his seat.
"We're getting Isaac today too. I said he could ride with us from now on if that's cool with you." Stiles informed him, glancing at him. Scott's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Isaac. He could only nod numbly as his mind jumped to the conversation he had with the boy when Stiles had ditched them for Derek.
"Hey Scott, you mind if I sleep in your bed? This ones uncomfortable. No offence." Isaac said. Scott didn't see anything wrong with this arrangement, although the Stiles had found the futon perfectly comfortable when he'd slept on it. He nodded and Isaac grinned impishly, sliding in next to Scott.
"Night Isaac." Scott yawned, and closed his eyes only to be elbowed by Isaac.
"You're seriously going to sleep right away?" He asked incredulously.
"Uh, yeah?" Scott replied. Isaac sighed, rolling his eyes.
"You don't wanna stay up and talk for a while?" Scott was surprised by this.
"Isaac, please tell me you're not asking to have a gossip session." He groaned. The other boy laughed, shaking the bed.
"No, I just thought this would be a good time for us to, ya'know, get to know each other."
"Why do I feel like you don't mean asking when my birthday is and shit like that." Scott sighed.
Isaac smirked.
"I don't know Scotty, do you want it to be more than asking when your birthday is? Though I do need to know when it is, so I can choreograph a lap dance." He retaliated, Scott was suddenly appreciative of the relative darkness as his face reddened.
"You're such a tease." He scoffed, Isaac raised an eyebrow.
"Am I? Cuz I'm pretty sure I've got moves that could turn you." He chuckled mischievously.
Scott wanted to slap himself when he felt his nether regions reacting to Isaac's blatant flirting. He wasn't even gay, so why was it having any effect on him? Then he remembered. Isaac was also a werewolf with heightened senses.
"Wow someone's enthusiastic for their birthday dance." Isaac teased.
"Oh my god." Scott whined, covering his face in embarrassment.
Isaac pulled his hands away and fixed him with an inquisitive look.
"You know it's not a crime to be interested in guys. You could even be bi." He told him in a knowledgable tone. Scott pondered this for a second, had he ever been turned on by a guy before? He was pretty certain he hadn't.
"But I've never been interesting in a guy before." He protested.
"I must be special then." Isaac sniggered.
"You think I'm interested in you?"
"Well you're lying next to me with a hard on at the mention of a lap dance so I'm gonna take a wild guess and say yeah." Isaac snorted.
"But I have a girlfriend-"
"Like I said, bisexual." Scott considered the possibility that he wasn't simply straight, it didn't seem unappealing exactly, and he definitely found Isaac attractive.
An idea popped into his head, one that could potentially prove his theory.
"Do you think I could... Actually, it doesn't matter." Scott lost his nerve. Isaac sighed, exasperated.
"Grow a pair Scotty. What do you want?" Scott inhaled sharply and spat it out.
"DoyouthinkIcouldkissyousoIcanfindoutifI'mreallyattractedtoyouornot."
Isaac burst out laughing.
"You're lucky I have good hearing."
"So... Can I?" He asked tentatively. Isaac smirked.
"What are you waiting for?"
Taking him by surprise, Isaac reached forward, entangling his fingers in Scott's hair in an aggressive kiss. It was very different to he and Allison's kisses, rough, but with the very same level of passion. Scott regained his composure and kissed back, unable to resist the urge to wrap his arms around Isaac's waist, pulling him in. Their bodies flush against each other, they kissed heatedly, Isaac nipping Scott's bottom lip every so often and Scott touching his tongue to Isaac's.
Soon, they were totally enraptured by each other, Scott felt so flushed with sexual fervour he ripped his shirt off and Isaac copied. Now that they were skin to skin, the atmosphere changed ever so slightly, there was a tangible desire in the air to be even closer. Isaac moved away from Scott's lips to kiss his neck, grazing his teeth against the skin and running his hands up and down the younger Hale's body.
Then he did something that brought Scott out of his sexually charged stupor. Isaac cupped him between his legs and Scott moaned out loud. What was he doing? He was with Allison! He pulled back suddenly and Isaac glanced up at him questioningly.
"Something wrong?" He asked, panting slightly.
"I can't- I can't do this. Allison." He gasped.
Scott was dragged sharply from the memory by the sound of Stiles' horn.
"Isaac! Hurry up!" He yelled out of the open window. They were parked next to a small house, the engine still running. Within seconds, the front door was flung open and Isaac sauntered up to the jeep, a small smile on his face.
"Morning Stiles. Scott." He smirked when he said Scott's name and he couldn't help the blush that crept over his face. Stiles shot him a funny look, but drove off once Isaac was strapped in.
"You two are so weird." He commented.
"Tell me about it." Isaac grinned, Scott watched him from the wing mirror, the remainder of the drive their eyes were locked on each other until they reached the school.