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A New Light
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Isaac and Amelia have a relationship developing into more than just physical attractions, but when they admit their feelings for each other they both realize that it goes more deeper than any high school relationship and love.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Romance - Isaac - Chapters: 3 - Words: 6,263 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 12-21-12 - Published: 11-19-12 - id: 8718298
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I hope for those who have read it enjoyed it! I really do hope so. . . I'm new to the site and I felt like writing about Isaac from Teen Wolf, thinking about doing a Stiles one and a Derek one. Low key Scott one or maybe a Derek & Allison one! Who knows, but I'm so focused on Isaac right now, lolz! Anywhoo, Read &Enjoy!

I noticed it had stop raining from my super sensitive ears and that Amelia was sound asleep in my arms with our legs tangled together as well as our bodies intertwined in the thick blankets. I carefully untangled myself from her arms and I stood up, slipping on my boxers and my thermal. I went into the kitchen and I smiled to myself because I finally had the one girl I wanted for so long and it was truly amazing. She was my anchor and my little sweet one, and last night would be something that I never would forget. She was still bare underneath the blankets and at the thought of it made me go insane and go for another one with her.

Her arms extended out as she stretches in her sleep, the blankets move around her body and I saw her exposed back and lovely legs. I leaned against the counter as I watch her sit up and stretch her arms out behind her head and my smirk widen into a beaming grin when the blanket fell down exposing her whole entire chest. I notice her blush and she was very quick to cover herself with the blankets as she gets up and wraps them around her.

"You can get dress," I called out to her.

She looks at me and smiles brightly. "I was just going to go get dress in the bathroom," she says to me.

I laughed a little. "You can get dress in front of me, if you feel comfortable enough," I said.

She smirks at me and I felt myself twitch a little. "Oh, okay, Isaac," she says, so sexily.

She drops the blanket and her sweet glory was exposed right in front of me and I drop my cup of orange juice. Thank gosh it was a plastic cup! I look away from her, but I couldn't I look back up at her and I kept staring at her. She teases me while she slips into my boxers and she turns away from me as her back faces me, and she was about to put it on my shirt I came up behind her. I hugged her from behind as my hands roamed all over her upper body. I growled low in my throat trying to hold back and as I notice I was grasping her waist in my hands. Her foot slides up and down on my calve; I pulled her more against me. Her head fell back onto my shoulder exposing her neck to me. My lips fell against her neck as I kiss up to her jaw line and aimlessly searching for her soft spot again. She quietly gasps as I came across it, and I kept teasing that one spot until my lips came to hers.

She turns around as her bare body faces mine and her lips slowly tease mine, but my tongue slips into her mouth as we both playing played with each other. She pulls her lips back from mine as she kisses my nose and leans her forehead against mine.

"Can I get dress now?" she softly asks me.

My hands roam down to her lovely bottom and I teasingly squeezed them and she giggles as she pulls my hands away. "Yes, you can." I whispered to her.

As soon as I pulled away she pulls the shirt over her head and she walks over to me. "Need help cleaning this mess up?" she asks me giggling in fits.

I softly shove her. "Hush up! You distracted me with your amazing body," I said laughing along with her.

"Oh okay, so you can't admit that you were the one that wants this," she says gesturing to her body.

I growled lowly in my throat. "Girl, keep quiet before I rip those clothes off your body," I said in a husky voice.

Her eyes scanned over my body multiple times as she bites her bottom lip. "You aren't so bad yourself," she whispers to me.

"Oh, so you like seeing me naked huh?" I teased.

She looks away blushing up a storm, and I softly laughed and I grab her hand. "Maybe I enjoyed some of it," she says, laughing with me.

I scrub up the orange juice mess as she grabs more paper towels for me. "Hey, would you mind showering with me?" she shyly asks me.

I felt myself blush and my self control deflate before my very eyes. "Umm . . . well. . . .um-uh-sure," I stammered.

She giggles at me and she gets up. "Once you're done with this, I'll go start the shower for us." She starts to walk away. "Stay sexy, Isaac." She calls out to me.

My head looks up and it felt like a camera has zoomed close into my face to see my shock expression. I hurried to finish cleaning up this mess which didn't take long for me to do. I threw the paper towels into the trash can and threw the sponge in the sink.

"Get your cute butt over here!" she shouts from the bathroom.

"I'm coming, dear!" I called out to her.

I ran into the bathroom and I wrap my arms around her waist and she starts to giggle. She turns around to face me as she grasps my face, clutching onto my cheeks with both her hands and she pulls me in to kiss me. I began to kiss back as I wrap my hands around her waist pulling her body to mine. She moves back against the sink and she roughens the kiss a bit with teasing my lips in short, yet long kisses and pulling back to kiss my ears or eyes or cheeks.

Her sweet fingers tangle themselves into my hair and push me against the glass sliding door of the shower. "Let's hurry and take a shower," she says in-between kisses.

"Oh, alright." I said smiling.

She pulls back and undresses in front of me, and I watch intently as the clothes slid off of her body like butter. She smiles at me as she steps into the shower; I quickly undress and step in with her. Her back was facing me and I pulled her back against my chest and my hands slide down her arms and to her hips. Her hands rest on mine, but she grabs the soap and hands it to me.

"Wash me?" she asks me.

"Sure," I replied.

I grab the soap from her as I began to wash her body slowly, but teasingly and I loved it when her head fell back onto my shoulder and her body press more into mine. She faces me and does the same with me, and was quick about it too.

Soon after we were both dress and we were sitting the couch and her head rested on my chest and my arm was safely around her. "Isaac?" she asks me.

"Yeah?" I asked her.

"There's something different around you, Scott, Jackson, and Derek oh and Erica and that one dude, oh Peter," she says.

"Like what?" I asked.

"I know why Derek's house caught on fire that night, but my parents only told me some of it. I do know about Allison's parents," she says.

"Really, that they're hunters?" I asked.

"Yeah, but my parents won't tell me what kind though which bothers the hell out of me," she said.

I sat up to look at her. "What do you know so far?" I asked.

"That you and Derek aren't human and my parents are slowly opening up to me about this kind of stuff," she says.

Her parents are werewolf hunters! Did she even know about us? I thought.

"Do you know what we are?" I asked.

"An animal." She says.

I turn to look at her. "You do know that I might be dangerous sometimes and that I can possibly hurt you, Amelia and I want to avoid that as much as possible," I said worried about her.

She nods with concern filling into her eyes. "I'm fully aware of it, Isaac and you handle the risky situations very well," she said.

"I want you to stay as far away from this mess as possible," I said looking at her intently.

"I'm trying, but her parents are always come to my house and-

"I don't care, just avoid it." I said cutting her off.

"There's not much that I can do about them coming over, but if my parents find out about us. They are going to freak the heck out!" she barks out.

I hug her tight and firm. "I won't allow that, I love you too much for that to happen." I said.

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