She rest a little into his side, both her hands clasping his hand and smiling as she kissed his neck lightly.
Stiles chuckled, leaning to kiss her quickly. “Somones happy.”
Isaac nodded smiling back. “Yeah okay sounds good to me.”
"C’mon. We better hurry, Coach will make us run like fifty suicides."
"I swear to God, if she calls you right now, I’m gonna tell her on the phone." Shaun hissed, pulling back enough to lean back in and kiss Jackson deeply.
Jackson smiled, kissing him back. “She wont… Too bust with a new boy toy,” he murmured, pulling Shaun tighter against him.
Stiles moaned into the kiss, clinging to him to press as close as possible. “I-its /Stiles/, jerkass.” He barely managed to gasp the words out against Jackson’s mouth. “You- fuck- your dick is inside me, I thi- think you can sa- ah! God Jackson you- fuck you can say my n- name.” Okay maybe the talking was partially contrary stubbornness at that point, because all his brain wanted to focus on was keeping pace with each thrust of Jackson’s hips and kissing him until they were both dizzy from lack of air.
Jackson’s hips jerked forward sharply. “S-sorry, Stiles,” he murmured, occasionally moving his mouth to leave marks on Stiles’ chest and shoulders and neck, but always coming back to kiss his perfect mouth. A soft whine left him as they moved together.
//sweet dreams friends
Isaac shrugged. “Sure, I don’t think Scott had anything planned… I did tell Danny I would go over his house later though but I can cancel with him.” He smiled, glad Jackson wanted to start fresh with him.
"Nah, dont cancel with him. Just come over after, alright?" he said, smiling at him.
"Then why don’t you dump her? I don’t want to share you." He said, kissing his neck lightly. "I wanna keep you to myself."
"I will," he murmured, kissing his head. "I promise."
//”dont ship the thing, dont ship the thing, dont ship the thing.”
*ships the thing*
Isaac smiled and nodded, the two of them walking to the direction of the locker room.
Jackson was glad to have his friend back. “You wanna do something after school?”
"I was kidding! I already feel bad enough I’m seeing you behind Lydia’s back."
"Shaaaaaun," he whined. "Shes seeing other people too," he said, nuzzling his neck.
"Alright good. Glad we got that sorted out. Now I personally don’t want to be on Coach’s shit list so… wanna get to practice before we’re late?"
"Yeah, lets go," Jackson grinned, letting go of the boy and smiling.
"Jackson, stop…" He blushed, hiding his face in the other’s shoulder.
"Why? You asked," he teased, pressing soft kisses to any exposed skin.
Isaac snorted and raised an eyebrow. “Is that even possible?” Isaac teased him lightly and smiled. “Okay and I promise I won’t screw your best friend anymore.”
"Maybe," he said, sticking his tongue out. "And I wont screw Scott."
Bonus points if you make it into a headcanon!