[WARNING: MORE THEO DICK UP IN THIS BITCH]

"I'm not having sex with you behind the bleachers."

"Mm," Theo murmurs against my neck. "Are you sure, baby?"

"Yes, I'm sure," I sigh. "I'm not a fan of the whole exhibitionistic sex thing."

He cocks an eyebrow. "I could've sworn that the whole neighbourhood could hear —"

"Okay, okay," I say, holding up my hands. "I get it. But still. After all, don't you have a true alpha to stalk or something?"

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him. "We'll put it on a rain-check," he says, giving me a peck on the lips. "Come on, now. I need my partner in crime to do this thing right."

He puts a hand in mine and intertwines our fingers while I feel a love drunk feeling take hold of me. "You really didn't have to hold a gun to my head, y'know."

He cocks his head to the side. "Did you not take me for the kinky type? I mean, seriously?"

"I'm being serious, Theo."

He stops and turns to me, cupping my face in his hand. "You know no one else would've had the same effect. It wasn't easy to do, Arden, but it was the only thing we could do."

I chew on my lip, grinning. "Forget about Leonardo DiCaprio. It's about time that Theo Raeken got an Oscar for his acting skills."

"We should go find Scott and Stiles," he says, grinning. "Mostly so I can showcase my talents again."

We find Scott and Stiles in the library. "What are you doing here?" Stiles demands, narrowing his eyes at Theo.

"I still need to graduate," Theo says, shrugging.

"No," Stiles says. "No. What you need is to be beaten severely with a led pipe wrapped in barbed wire—"

"Okay," he says. "I admit mistakes were made."

"Murders," Stiles says. "Some murders were made."

"Do you know how the Soviets helped us win World War II?" Theo asks. "They knew how to survive a Russian winter."

"That it? Thank you, Theo," Stiles says, his voice thick with sarcasm. "Very informative."

He makes a start away, but Theo halts him when he speaks. "If you're planning on breaking Lydia out of Eichen House, you still need to get past the mountain ash."

"We can make it through," Scott says.

"You can't," Theo refuses.

"What do you really want, Theo?" Stiles demands.

"I know you saw the fresco. Two seriously pissed off creatures, the Hellhound and the Beast, fighting over a pile of dead bodies. I don't want to be one of the bodies. It's that simple. I can get you to Lydia." Theo huffs out a small laugh. "Or we can see who gets to her first."

After the encounter with Scott and Stiles, I make a point of bringing Lydia up later on. "Do you actually care about Lydia getting out?" I ask gingerly, drumming my fingers on the table in front of me anxiously.

"What do you think, Arden?" he asks. "I want a hellhound, not a banshee."

"Lydia is my friend. You hurt her last time — you're not hurting her this time."

"Arden," he says bluntly. "She probably won't even talk to you once she gets out."

I straighten up. "You don't know that."

"Come on," he says. "Do you really think she's going to understand why you're with me? Do you think she's going to let all those people you murdered go? No. They're not like us, Arden."

"I don't enjoy killing people," I say. "I do it because of my mom. Because she deserves to be avenged."

"Do you think I enjoy killing people? Because I don't. I don't know when you went back to thinking I was some psycho killer incapable of love."

"I'm not saying that, Theo. All I'm saying is that you care too much about power. And you'll drag anyone down with you to get it."

"Oh, so now I'm some power-hungry dickhead to you? Do you think that I'd drag you down if it meant the Beast's power?"

"I hope not, no. But I want you to care about other people as well. What about Liam? What about Lydia? I care about them, Theo, whether they know that or not."

"It's you and I, Arden. You don't need them."

"Are you seriously trying to get me to disregard my friendship with Lydia? Theo, she was the one who made me realise that should admit to myself that I was in love with you."

"So you needed someone to tell you that you were in love with me?"

I get to my feet, clenching my jaw. "From the moment I saw you, Theo, I knew there was something special about you. I have given up everything — everything — to be with you, and you don't seem to give one shit about it."

"Really? You're telling me I don't give a shit, when you haven't thought about anything than your damned brother since you found out about him."

I get to my feet. "You, Theo Raeken, need to go to hell." I stomp away, my fists clenched by my side.

I hear Theo step towards me and I'm about to turn around and lose it at him, but then he grabs my arm. He presses himself up against me. "You really think you can talk to me like that?" He turns me around to face him and slams me up against the wall.

His lips collide with mine, a furious tango of tongues and lips. His mouth moves roughly against mine, his teeth gnawing at my bottom lip and his tongue exploring my mouth. His hands snake their way around my waist and settle at the small of my back.

He tugs on my lip with his teeth before pulling away, the smirk on his face devilishly handsome. "You know what I want to do to you?" he murmurs. One hand slides down to my butt and he rubs his hand against it. "I want to punish you, baby girl. I want to have you screaming my name, and I want you to enjoy it."

"Then do it," I breathe, wide eyed.

He huffs out a small breath before pulling to him and lifting me up, his torso between my legs. He grasps me tightly as he begins to kiss my neck roughly, hungrily. His lips move down to my chest, working their way down.

He sets me down onto the bed gingerly, his hands playing at the button of my jeans. His hand slides under the waistband and I let out a small gasp. His lips twist into a sly smile as he pulls them off my legs. He takes off his shirt quickly and kneels in front of me, wasting no time before grasping hold of my hips and turning me over roughly.

I can hear him breathing heavily behind me as he brings his hand down hard. I let out a small whimper. "You've been a naughty girl, haven't you?" he breathes. He brings his hand down again, a dull pain shooting through me. I let a groan slip through my lips as he smacks it again.

He grabs my hips and pulls me towards his crotch. I can feel his hard as he rubs against the back of me. I moan slightly. "You like that, baby?" he says, satisfied.

"Mhmm," is all I can muster up.

His hand moves down in between my legs, his hard still working behind. "How about this?" He begins rubbing through my panties, his fingers sliding in. I groan loudly as he grabs me by my shoulder and hauls me up against him. "I would fuck you, but I want you to be punished, baby. I want you to crave me, and not be able to have me until I finish with you."

I chew on my bottom lip as he turns me around and licks his fingers. "Do you mind if I have a little taste, princess?" he asks. He slides my panties down and bends down, kissing the insides of my thighs before finally getting to my core. His hands hold my own down beside me, his tongue causing shivers of pleasure to go through me. I try to suppress the moan coming, but it's not enough.

He straightens up again, smirking wickedly. He positions himself in line with my core. Without warning, he slams himself into me and I widen my eyes, sucking in a sharp breath. He thrusts slowly at first, before quickening his pace. I rake my fingernails down his back as he grips my hips. "Fuck, baby," he groans.

I climax first, letting out a deep breath, and before Theo can, he pulls out. "That could've ended badly," he says between pants. "Very badly."

I look down at the sheets. "You're fucking cleaning that up."

"Yeah?" he grins. He takes me in his arms, squeezing me tightly. "What do you say we go for round two?"

* * *

I wake up to Theo jumping on me. I groan, throwing out an arm and struggling to push him off in my half-asleep state. He doesn't budge and instead cuddles me tighter, giving me a peck on the lips. "Wake up, princess."

My eyes flitter open and I pout at him. "I'm not going to school today," I say.

"Me neither," he says, too excitedly for Theo.

"What have you done now, babe? You seems awfully excited. Like you've killed Scott or something." I furrow my eyebrows at him.

"I made you breakfast," he says. "With bacon," he adds as an afterthought.

"Oh, Theo Raeken made me bacon?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. He chuckles lightly, nuzzling my neck. I laugh, kicking the quilt off and slouching against Theo.

"Yes, Theo Raeken was makin' bacon."

"You are so lame, honestly," I laugh.

He chuckles and gives me a kiss on the nose, making me scrunch up my face. "Come on," he says, and hauls me into his arms, one under my thighs and one under my waist. "I'm sorry for everything," he says as he hurries down the hall. "Really."

I gnaw on my lip and smile as he sets me down to a standing position again. I tip my head back slightly so our eyes meet. "No, I'm sorry."

"No, I'm serious," he says, raising his eyebrows. "Thank you for putting up with me even when I'm a bit...y'know."

I swallow hard, furrowing my eyebrows slightly. "I love you, Theo. Nothing will ever change that."

"I love me, too."

I let a chuckle escape me as Theo laughs. He pulls out a chair and gestures to it. "M'lady," he says jokingly.

The sight of a shirtless, grey sweatpants-wearing Theo carrying a plate of aromatic food is one of the greatest I've ever seen, if I'm being completely honest. He sets a plate down in front of me and one at the other side of the table, sitting down across from me.

I wolf down the meal hungrily, astounded at how much I've been missing an actual meal. "This is going to sound incredibly weak and cheesy," Theo begins. I look up at him and stop hacking at my bacon for a moment. "But I think I'm actually actually in love with you and I-I can't imagine myself with anyone else."

I smile. "You're so adorable when you're not crazy, Theo."

"Let's just forget about the supernatural today. What do you say to a day of cuddling, takeout and binge-watching TV?"

"I'd love to," I beam.

"Good," he says. "But first thing's first, I ran a bath for you upstairs. Get your pretty little ass up there and relax for a little while. You deserve it."

I get to my feet. "You're being suspiciously romantic today," I say, squinting my eyes.

"Not suspiciously romantic, princess," he says. "Just romantic."

I grin. "Whatever you say." I bound up the stairs and peel off my clothing before lowering myself into the bubbly water. I tip my head back and sigh, grateful for the brief downtime.

I jump when the door opens and straighten up, eyeing Theo. "Couldn't stay away long enough, huh?"

"What can I say? Save water, shower together."

I raise my eyebrows. "It's not a shower, stupid."

"Yeah, yeah. Same difference."

He takes off his clothes and lowers himself down. "I thought this was me time," I say.

He smiles wryly, shrugging. "What's mine is yours, babe." His legs are a tangle with mine below the water. He leans forward, taking my hand in his.

"Either that or you lowkey like Lush," I tease, grinning at him.

"I am secure enough in my masculinity to say that, yes, they make some pretty good bath bombs."

I smile, a slight chuckle escaping my lips. "Oh, god, I love you for that."

He swirls his hand around a little, causing the bubbles to form a momentary path. "Did you always know?" he asks, avoiding my gaze. "Did you always know that you loved me?"

I sigh. "No. I always had a crush on you — that's embarrassing as hell to admit — but I first realised that I loved you...that day after Eichen House. I thought I was a chimera, but you told me you didn't mind. I thought I was a monster and I was scared of myself, but you made it seem okay."

He cracks a smile. "That's adorable. It almost melts the ice off of my heart."

I laugh. "So you mean it that there's going to be no supernatural crap today?"

"Yes."

I cock an eyebrow. "What about tonight?"

He tilts his head sideways slightly. "Oh, god. I really can't keep anything from you," he says in a panicky voice.

"Well? Spit it out, Theo."

"Okay, okay," he says. "The pack is planning to break Lydia out of Eichen tonight. I need a hellhound and it just so happens that Parrish is going to be there. What do you say?"

"Fine," I grumble. "But it was great to have some sleep last night."

"Correction: it was great to sleep with me last night."

"Stop that."

"What?"

"Being so cute for an evil mastermind, goddammit!"

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YO I'm so sorry for not posting for a week, but school is stressing me tf out and I also caught feelings for someone so I am most likely in a state of disrepair right about now but that's ok because I think I'm going to ask him out because my friends are babes and want me to so yeah a lot is going on at the moment.

The smut scene was kinky af, hope you enjoyed it. This one's dedicated to RaiseHale because she came up with the idea. I've also just posted the first chapter of my Cody Christian fic called Baby, It's Cold Outside so I'd love if you can check that out too. Anyway I think that's all I need to talk about here so until next time,

Georgina xx