Kiss me » Theo Raeken
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Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Theo Raeken X Reader
Summary: Theo saves the reader, and they both decide to admit how much they want one another
A/N: i didn’t think this would turn out the way it did tbh lol please bear with me
You were so used to all the supernatural stuff that you started to feel weird doing normal things.
Studying, for example, was one of this things; you had always been a good student, but lately you didn’t have enough time to study as much as you would like, neither payed enough attention to your classes. As a result, here you was, 22 pm revising math problems alone at the school library, feeling slightly weird to finally be doing something as simple as that.
The silence was the reason you’d rather study at school than at home, despite being late at night; your house was a very noisy place, and you needed peace and quietness. You were almost finished, though, when that welcoming silence was broken by the distant sound of shattering glass.
Startled, you more than quickly grabbed all your stuff, very aware that this kind of thing was never nothing. It was Beacon Hills, after all, and you were only human.
As you walked by the school hallways in a rush, you kept hearing suspicious sounds from a distance, such as hurried heavy steps and things breaking. Whatever it was, was big, strong, and breaking anything on its way.
Horrified, occurred to you that the creature could be the Beast. That monster. You quickened the pace.
Please, don’t kill me.
Next instant, you turned around and saw it. The Beast; nothing more than a dark silhouette turning right, a monstrous being that quickly disappeared in the shadows, but it was there. It was there and it could come back and kill you anytime if you didn’t get out of school soon. Running, you crossed the school gym and kept your pace, desperate, hearing that monster getting closer, running and running through the hallways.
I need to hide somewhere.
As if someone heard your request, you felt a hand closing around your left wrist so quickly you dropped your things, surprised. In the next instant, you were being pulled by someone who conveniently placed another hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, otherwise, you would have probably screamed at the top of your lungs.
Your back hit his chest— and yes, it was definitely a him — and a door closed in front of you as you struggled to get out of his strong hold with no success.
“Damn, be quiet.”
You instantly stopped moving; you knew that voice all too well, and you couldn’t believe your ears.
Theo Raeken’s right arm was firmly around your waist, gently keeping you from moving, your own hand somehow resting above his. Although you couldn’t see his face, you knew it was him, and you knew he was surely hearing your poor heart pounding on your chest.
He didn’t move nor made a sound. You both just stood there, in a ridiculously small supply closet, his hands around you, his breath hitting your neck, your heartbeat going crazy, for what felt like an eternity…and still not enough. You started to get distracted by things you were not supposed to get distracted by; his warm, rough hands touching your skin, for example. Or the way your back was against his front. Or the feeling of his palm touching your lips, preventing you from speaking. Or yet, how you could feel his chest moving as he breathed in and out…
Being a chimera, he probably could smell your intentions. You prayed that the ground could just swallow you whole and save you from the embarrassment.
With his werewolf senses, he was also able to hear things you couldn’t, so when he said that the Beast was probably gone, you believed him, and although you didn’t really want to move, you did.
Theo hesitantly removed his hands of you, first the one over your mouth, then his arm around your waist loosened, and you quickly stepped forward to open the door. He followed you closely outside and waited while you picked up your things, although you didn’t ask him to.
“Are you okay?” He asked, handing you one of your books.
“Yes,” you quickly replied. “I’m just…”
He reached out for your hand, gently holding it in his to calm you down. The act itself was so kind, so sweet you couldn’t believe this was actually happening; it was Theo you were talking about. He was certainly up to no good. You didn’t remember when your hands started trembling, but seemed like you couldn’t stop them anymore. Theo, who noticed this, gave your hand a gentle squeeze as you turned your head to look at him, more than surprised.
He helped you get up once you were finished gathering your things, one hand on yours, one around your waist, and you didn’t find the strength on you to refuse. You could stand on your on, so Theo let go from your waist.
“I will take you home,” he offered, his hand still holding yours. His tone let clear he was not going to take no for answer.
“I can’t leave my car here,” you uselessly argued.
“You won’t,” he informed. “I’ll leave mine.”
“What? No! I’m fine, I can totally drive.”
“Quit it. I’m taking you home,” you could tell by the tone of his voice he was getting annoyed, so you decided to agree. Just one ride home couldn’t hurt, right?
You handed him the keys to your car, and together, hand in hand, you ran towards the vehicle in the parking lot. It wasn’t weird holding Theo’s hand anymore; it felt like something you were meant to do.
The ride was silent, but not awkward at all. Even thought all your friends warned you about Theo, you felt somewhat safe with him, like he made you stronger or something. Pathetic, right? But you kind of liked him.
And you knew you shouldn’t. So, just as he parked in front of your house and you two awkwardly stood by your house’s front door, the words left your mouth unconsciously.
“Why are you being so nice to me?”
The question came out of nowhere, breaking the somehow comforting silence, and Theo instantly stared at you as if considering what he should say.
“Why wouldn’t I?” He simply asked.
“I-I don’t know. Maybe…”
“You’re over thinking,” he once again reached out for your hand, and you let him hold it. “I know you don’t trust me, but I would never hurt you. I…”
“Are you alone home?” Theo let go of your hand, and you opened the door. You didn’t even noticed he was changing the subject as you both stepped inside.
“Yeah, my parents are out of town. They do that a lot.”
Theo nodded, curious eyes studying your house. You took that as the right moment to say the words you’ve been wanting to say all night.
“Thank you, Theo,” you honestly said, nervously biting your lower lip. “For everything.”
His greenish eyes looked at yours with something you couldn’t read.
“Don’t do that.”
Confused, you awkwardly played with your fingers.
“Thank you? I just-”
“Bite your lip,” he clarified, eyes locked on yours. “It drives me crazy and I’m trying to be nice to you. So…don’t.”
Suddenly, you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You were not really shy, but you were not ready for this straightforwardness coming from Theo. Especially not in the same day you both were locked in a supply closet together.
“I-I’m sorry, I…”
’I’m sorry?’ Really?
Theo smiled, placing a strand of your hair behind your ear.
“I really want to kiss you right now,” he casually said, and just then you became aware of the proximity between you two; you could lean in and kiss him if you had the courage to. Unfortunately, you didn’t, so Theo backed off slightly. “Sorry…I better go before I do something I shouldn’t.”
He turned around ready to leave, but your body reacted before your mind could process anything, and you grabbed his arm with both hands to stop him. Surprised, Theo turned his head to look at you with a puzzled expression.
That’s when you knew Theo was right. You were constantly over thinking anything and everything lately, and you weren’t happy about that. You silently promised yourself this would change from that moment on, and as if to prove that you meant it, you quickly tip-toed in front of him and kissed his lips.
He was simply shocked, hands hesitantly moving to your waist as if he couldn’t quite process what was happening, but you pushed his insecurities away by wrapping your arms around his neck with both hands, bringing him closer.
As your right hand moved to tangle in his hair, Theo groaned against your lips and instinctively pressed his body to yours. When you broke the kiss for air, he took the moment to speak, still breathless.
“Kitten, I don’t think I can stop if I-”
Kitten. You cut off his warning, cupping his neck and bringing his mouth down to yours once again. His hands ran up and down your sides, wanting to touch you properly, but clearly holding back for some reason, so you took it slow, your lips teasing his as you let your hands wander beneath the shirt he was wearing. Your fingers brushed against his warm skin and Theo gasped, backing you up to the wall.
He murmured your name as his last warning, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care.
“I thought you wanted to kiss me,” you taunted impatiently. “Or would you rather sit down and talk? Because-”
Then he was kissing you again, any hesitation soon gone. Your clothing became an issue and you both started to work on every bottom, buckle and zipper, eager to discover each other’s bodies. His lips were soft and his hands were caring, leaving goosebumps on your skin with every touch and kiss. Everything happened in a blurry; you couldn’t quite remember how you ended up in your bedroom, half naked, with your lips on Theo Raeken’s, but you had never felt happier.
He gently laid you down on your bed, eyes shining with undeniable lust, asking for permission to keep going. Unable to say anything, you simply nodded, bringing his mouth down to yours. Theo kissed you, a slow brush of lips, as he finally got rid of the last pieces of clothing on the way, letting his hands explore every part of your body with soft, tender movements that made you bite your lower lip to hold back moans. He made sure you were enjoying everything he did, took it slow as if you had all the time in the world, and by the end of the night, you slept in his arms, tired and satisfied, knowing that his embrace was the place you belonged to.