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"Kat, You'll be in charge of Isaac's training." The betas Derek made you train were always the worst, every one of them had a prissy attitude towards you. The boys would underestimate you because you were smaller and looked weak but in the end, they were the ones on the floor; trying to catch their breath. "Don't worry, I'll go easy on her." He walks towards you, his cockiness was overwhelming.
He makes a grand mistake by throwing the first punch, exposing his abdomen. You swiftly dodge his fist and attack his rib cage with your own. You hear him groan as you place your foot behind his and bring him down to the floor, in one fell swoop. As you stand above him, you see him smirk. "I didn't know you had that in you." Derek laughs in the background, "You thought I was going to make it easy for you, huh?"
The two of you spar a few more times before taking a break. Sexual tension filled the air like smog as you looked at each other. Derek had left and it was just the two of you, alone. "Where'd you learn how to fight like that?" Isaac takes a few steps towards you. " Don't ask questions you already know the answer to." You set your water bottle on the floor next to you, "You're beautiful."
He takes a couple steps forward so you're face to face, his breath feels hot against your skin. He leans in slowly and rests his hand on the nape of your neck. You feel your heart start beating faster as his lips touch yours, softly at first. Your hands move up his arms and around his neck as you press your body against his. His grip tightens around you and your lips begin to move together, roughly. After a few minutes, you both pull away, gasping for air. "Wow. Do you want to grab dinner tonight?" You laugh and brush your hair away from your eyes, "Yeah, I'd love to."
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Teen wolf imagines
Fanfictionim.ag.i.na.tion iˌmajəˈnāSH(ə)n/ noun the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses. "she'd never been blessed with a vivid imagination"
