"Yeah well pack or not, you guys can't be a leather gang forever." Stiles made a mental note to talk to Derek about it--while pack was important, there had to be a way they could all get an eductation and still stick together. It shouldn't be so hard with all the schools in the area. Besides, Isaac was his mate, and he got some say, he thought.

Letting out a breath, he let a hand snake up to tangle in those ridiculous curls, returning the kiss slowly. "Mmm...I don't care. I should make you pay for your little flub with Greenburg but..." He grinned, letting his teeth rake over Isaac's lower lip. "I'm also injured, and appreciate the defense of my honor." A small joke. Shifting his body, Stiles let his free hand grip at the other teen's hip, thumb rolling over the bone. "Your choice, sweetheart."