Tossing aside the briefs, Isaac's hands curled around Alan's ankles. Grinning at him as he pushed back to stand, he used that hold to push his legs a little wider, teasing at him with that hold. "Well, can't have me breaking more laws, can we?"

Letting go reluctantly, he straightened though he never looked away from Alan. Undoing his belt, he didn't bother pulling it free before he was shoving down both jeans and boxers in one fell swoop. Rising, already hard from the vision before him, he slid his hand over his hip and down to brush over curls to the base of his cock.

"That better," he murmurs, voice low for safety, and husky out of lust. Even the fear of a hunter finding him naked and in bed with his son was slowing Isaac down as he kneeled onto the bed once more. Moving up to kneel at Alan's side, the curve of his knee pressed to his hip as he leaned down to run his tongue over one nipple.