Summary: Theo and (Y/N) can’t stand each other; Theo sees (Y/N) as a preppy princess that can’t do no wrong and all (Y/N) sees in Theo is a bad boy destined for trouble.
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A/N: Smut warning!
“Hey Melissa.” You greeted the brunette woman who was
sitting behind the nurse’s station. You walked by her to the elevator, slowing
down when you noticed Theo Raeken at the end of the corridor. You stood beside
him, shoulders up straight and a glowering expression on your face.
“(Y/N).” He noted, standing next to you, his hands resting
behind his back. You ignored him and waited for the elevator door to open. You
hated him with a burning passion; his sly expression, his desirable voice, his
deep eyes, his brown perfectly cut hair – everything about this ignorant person
created a fire inside you that you tried to ignore. He wasn’t worth your time
ever since he tried to kill your friend.
The elevator made a noise before the doors opening, you
stood to the side as people left and walked into the now empty space which was
once occupied by nurses and doctors. You pressed the button to the third floor
whilst Theo pressed for the fifth – you wondered who he was going to visit.
Theo spared a glance at you, “Still holding a grunge against
me?” He questioned, an amused look twinkling in his eyes. You forced yourself
to turn your head to look at him; glaring at him, a look that could kill. “I
still remember that night,” “Don’t.” You snapped, a furious tone lacing your
words. “What?” You tensed when you felt his body right behind you, “You don’t
think I’d forget you moaning my name, do you?” He whispered seductively into
your ear, kissing just behind it. You spun around, your hand finding his throat
and you pushed him up against the wall. “Don’t you dare.” You growled, your
eyes glowing gold.
The lights flickered on the ceiling, and the elevator came
to an abrupt stop. Your anger slowly faded and you stepped away from Theo,
looking at the dial above the door. You were stuck between the second and third
floor, the arrow flicking. “What’s going on?” You asked, a nervously bubbling
forming inside your throat. This space was far too small for the pair of you.
Theo pressed the emergency button, “Hello?” A woman’s voice
sounded on the other side of the speaker. “I’m stuck in the elevator just below
the third floor. It suddenly stopped.” His voice was calm and collected, his
eyes never left yours whilst he was talking to the lady. “Okay, sir. I’ll get
help as soon as possible.” Theo thanked the lady before sitting down on his
bottom, “Get comfortable,” He sighed, “Who knows how long we’ll be here for.”
You stared at him with disgust, sitting as far as possible
away from him. You checked your phone, realizing you had no signal. “Do you
mind?” You snapped, causing Theo to laugh but his gaze never leaving your
figure. His eyes lightening up, he sat up straighter. “What happened to you?”
He snapped back, “You used to be so carefree.”
You rolled your eyes at him, “You used me, Theo, what do you
think happened to me?” He shook his head, not believing what you were saying. “I
never used you, (Y/N). I did feel something between us.” You scoffed, before
going back to ignoring him.
He sighed before grabbing your ankle and pulling you over to
him. “What do you…” You didn’t get to finish your question, Theo’s lips covered
yours and he placed his hand on the back of your neck so that you couldn’t pull
away. You moaned into the kiss, biting his lip hard making him pull away to
wipe the blood. “What the fuck?” He shouted, anger filling his eyes. “Don’t
fucking kiss me.” You snarled, “You don’t get to do that again.” You continued,
standing up and holding your ground. He followed your lead, standing a few
inches taller than you.
“Look, when I fucked you that night; I meant everything I
said,” You scoffed, listening to his vulgar speech, “Stop. Let me talk. I let
my power control me, I wanted power but I wanted you more. I wasn’t thinking
about you when I was trying to kill Scott or when I left Malia for dead – it was
only after I fucked up that I realized I may have lost you.” You stared at him,
scoffing and shaking your head. “You can’t just waltz back into our lives and
expect everything to be back to normal.” You mused, and he nodding
understandingly, “But I’m willing to make it up to you.” He warned, grasping
your hips and pulling you closer to him. You gasped when you crashed into his
chest, looking up to him. “Please let me show you that I’ve changed.” He
whispered, his hand caressing your cheek.
He leaned down, planting his lips against yours again but
this time with less force. You melted into his form, your lip licking his
bottom lip beginning for it to get deeper. You wrapped your arms around his
neck, and he backed you up to the door of the still stuck elevator. His hands
travelled down your figure, feeling every curve and memorizing them. His knees
buckled slightly, as he kissed down your neck to your collarbone to the curve
of your breasts; biting and sucking making you moan with the sensation.
“Maybe we shouldn’t do this here.” He whispered, he stood up
straight but you turned him forcefully so that he was the one trapped between
you and the door. “Shut up,” You snarled, unbuckling his belt to his jeans. He
gasped when your hand travelled along his waist band and entered his jocks,
feeling his member throbbing for you. “Fuck, baby.” He moaned, his head falling
back; his eyes squinting shut. You moved your hand up and down his length,
flicking the top making him jerk. You sucked along his neck, feeling the veins
between your teeth.
He grabbed your waist as you started pumping faster, and he removed
your hand from his jocks, pushing them down fully to his ankles; his cock
bouncing to freedom. You gasped as he grabbed your waist and threw your body to
the door; your chest squished between him and the door, his chest was pressed
up against your back. You felt him ride your skirt up your back, his cock
smacking against your arse. “Do you want this?” He whispered into your ear, you
nodded eagerly begging him for release. He lined his cock perfectly to your
entrance and slid in slowly. “Fuck, you’re soaking.” He muttered under his
breath, you bit your lip to suppress a scream as he slid his full length into
you, “Bend over more,” He demanded, and you followed his orders.
He placed his manly hands on your bare skin causing goosebumps
to rise all over you as he trudged himself into you harder, pounding deeper
every time you let out a moan. You clenched your core around him, feeling
extremely excited. He was the last person to see you in this fragile state, the
last person to make you feel this good. He pinched your butt cheeks hard, as he
pumped in and out of you – getting faster as he was coming to his high. “Fuck,
(Y/N), you’re gorgeous.” He whispered, bending over your figure, kissing your
“I’m gonna…” You started but couldn’t finish as Theo pounded
right into your soft spot causing you to scream and release yourself all over
his cock. “Fuck,” He muttered, pumping harder before you felt his dick twitch
inside you; indicating that he finished. He pulled out, and you stood up
straight, stretching your back slightly.
You coughed nervously, breathing heavily. “Emmm…” You didn’t
know what to say or look as Theo fixed his jeans and belt. “Come here,” He
whispered, reaching up to flatten your hair down. “Thanks,” You muttered,
moving to stand on the other side of the lift.
“(Y/N)…” He began but the lift’s light switched on, causing
your eyes to go wide. The dial began to move again, and you felt relieved. The
elevator stopped on the third floor, and you smiled at Theo, “Eh, I’ll see you
around.” You rushed out of the elevator, leaving a love-struck yet very
confused Theo leaning against the wall.
I’ve got Sans! …which means we’ll either immediately take one of his “shortcuts” out of there… or spend the next 3 hours with him being too lazy to do anything but knock knock jokes. Then again this is Sans in a genocide timeline so I’m willing to bet he’d get us out of there quick since he’s done giving fucks.
This is also in response to THIS particular post people were asking about my phone screen. This art was done by the awesome @tsuki-mei99 which can be found HERE.
jonghyun: a long time ago, when entering an elevator …, when i just got in that elevator and looked at my refection somehow it felt unfamiliar. my own reflection felt unfamiliar. back then i wrote this occurrence into a song. [note: he’s referring to “elevator”.]