Yours

Chapter 18: Netflix & No Chilling

The next few weeks consisted of the same routine for Slyvia and Theo. They'd head out somewhere and by the end they'd end up tangled up in each other.

It was intoxicating.

Slyvia kissed Theo goodnight one more time tonight, slowly pulling away.

"Are your parents still gone?" Theo asked, the two taking advantage of the previous night with her parents being away.

"They came back this afternoon," she sighed disappointed.

"That sucks."

"I know."

"Just know I'll-"

Slyvia quickly covered his mouth, not wanting to hear the dirty thing he was thinking. "You're terrible."

"My temptress."

Slyvia rolled her eyes. "Goodnight Theo."

"Goodnight, tomorrow is pizza night, dad's ordering your favorite."

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Make sure to wear that set with the lace," he winked.

"Tomorrow is a no go."

Theo pouted. "Party pooper."

"One day without sex won't kill you."

"I have to take advantage of my young age before I can't get it up anymore."

"And I need a rest day," she said, poking his chest.
He gently grabbed her wrist, pulling her into him. "I can go slow..."

"You're so persistent."

Theo softly kissed her forehead. "Tomorrow, you me and Netflix, no chilling, just Netflix and pizza."

Sylvia smiled, pecking his cheek as he walked back to his car.

She entered her house and showered, getting ready for bed.

~

Slyvia walked into Theo's house, smiling when she saw Theo walking towards her, smiling.

"Hi," she greeted as he cupped her face, kissing her slowly.

"I promised no chilling," he stated, leading her into the living room. "So you have the left couch, I have the right, and dad had something come up. He says he's sorry for missing out, but it was work related."

Sylvia was a little disappointed Matthew wouldn't be here, yet it meant her and Theo got alone time, free to talk about anything, even if it was just about pickles. Last time they started a random conversation about pickles and Matthew was so confused and convinced it was some new sexting term and he insisted they change the subject.

"Pizza's already here if you wanna dig in," Theo said, getting Netflix ready. "What do you want to watch?"

Sylvia shrugged, sighing as she fell on the couch, kicking off her shoes and relaxing. She stared at Theo, watching him as he studied the TV.

"A picture lasts longer," he noted.

"It's not the same."

Theo glanced at her. "What?" He asked, confused, noticing her smiling at him.

"Nothing... just..." she was at a loss for words, they hadn't officially said they love each other yet. They honestly didn't need to, they knew. Theo almost said it one night panting heavily in her ear, she had stopped him with a simple 'I know'.

"Sometimes I can't wrap my head around how lucky I am that this is my life now," she finished her thought, motioning everything with her hand. "I don't want it any other way."

Theo smiled, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks, clearing his throat. "No chilling," he whispered under his breath, heading to the kitchen.

Sylvia slowly got up and followed him as he grabbed two cokes out of the fridge. She gently grabbed his hand, stepping in front of him.

She slowly kissed him, tangling her hands in his hair as she felt his hand slip under her shirt before he quickly pulled away.

She noticed his jaw clench as he looked at her, like he was using all his self control to not devour her here and right now.

She slowly licked her lips, smirking, running her hand down his chest.

"Theo?" She whispered.

He gulped, sucking in a breath. "Yeah?"

"What's the matter?" She asked, feigning ignorance.

He glanced at her. "You're such a tease," he huffed.

She cocked her head. "I don't know what you mean."

"Don't be coy, you're wearing the lace set."

"What?" She asked. "I don't think so," she answered, grabbing a plateful of pizza.

Theo glared at her like he was ready to pounce her at any moment.

She smiled at him. "Are you sure?" She asked, slowly slipping her hands under her shirt, reaching her back and unclasping her bra. She removed it under her shirt and then held it out, keeping eye contact with Theo.

He was by her side and kissed her roughly, pulling her closer. She smiled through the kiss and lazily rested her arms on his shoulders.

"The pizza's getting cold," she whispered.

"You're a menace," he groaned, pulling away.

She giggled, tossing her garment to him. "Keep it for when you're feeling lonely."