@OfUmberFur < his head. "Hey." Was literally all he could come up with that wouldn't entail biting Isaac's head off unintentionally.

@OfUmberFur Good God, how he loved that title. He huffed a little chuckle, his hips lifting off of the bed so that his belt could be >

@OfUmberFur < slipped out from underneath him. "You're not the angel that you look like, are you? And here I was, expecting you to be all >

@OfUmberFur < boy-next-door." Not really, he could have guessed - it wasn't like he wasn't observant of Isaac before all of this >

@OfUmberFur < happened. He adored what they had, even if he wasn't the best at showing it, but he'd like to think that Isaac knew >

@OfUmberFur < that. With a little tug at the hem of his top, Derek's hand found its way to the smooth skin of his Beta's back. Smooth, >

@OfUmberFur < sure, but it was still probably decorated in healing scratches, just like his own was.

@OfUmberFur There didn't seem to be a lessening in the tension from Derek's side, though he did physically relax some when Isaac's arms >

@OfUmberFur < wound around him. He set his hands against the counter top and leaned on them with a good proportion of his weight, sighing >

@OfUmberFur < quietly. He dreaded talks like this, but then, if Isaac wanted him to talk more, there was going to be more of them, >

@OfUmberFur < surely, and neither of them enjoyed this sort of conversation. "Don't be. Not if that's what you think. I just wish... it >

@OfUmberFur < had come from you, not from him." That was really his main issue with all of it. He didn't mind that Isaac wanted a few >

@OfUmberFur < things to change, he could do that. It might take him a while, be he'd do it for the sake of what they had, what they were >

@OfUmberFur < building. But it bothered him that he had learned it through someone else.

@OfUmberFur "You didn't stop me." He definitely didn't stop him, and that poor bed wasn't going to be useful for anything anymore. >

@OfUmberFur < Maybe as sawdust, but not a lot else. The same goes for the mattress. Once Derek let go, there was no reining it back in >

@OfUmberFur < again, but if Isaac didn't know that before then, now he most certainly did. Every touch made Derek weak, but that's just >

@OfUmberFur < how it was now. He loved Isaac, and however unusual it was, the Beta had his Alpha wrapped around his little finger. "Let >

@OfUmberFur < me know when your next game is and we'll see, hm?" Not that he'd /ever/ pass up on that opportunity. They were both what >

@OfUmberFur < most people would call adventurous. Even if it had been in Derek's mind since the moment he'd set eyes on Isaac.