"We're going to have to talk about it later, though." Stiles sighed, but allowed Isaac to kiss him, dropping the subject for now. He wasn't going to ruin the mood, and he figured that they'd be stuck having phone conversations exclusively outside of school for a bit.

Which would not be good for his own libido. Smiling back at the other teen, he shifted his hips upward, helping Isaac get his jeans off. His own long fingers started to work on Isaac's, his hand palming at his through the material, rubbing teasingly. "Good."