Teen Wolf Imagines/Oneshots

Scream Part 2: Theo

It's been three days since Theo slipped out of our detainment. Stiles has been more stressed than ever. I've never seen him so angry. I pulled up to my driveway and exited my car. I went up to my front door and unlocked it, preceding into my one room apartment. I threw down my coat and walked into my kitchen. I hear something move behind me. I turn around, nothing's there. I turn back around, and I'm met by hands on my waist. The hands press me to my kitchen wall, I groan at the contact. 

"Theo, what the fuck are you doing here?!" I screamed. 

"Don't talk." He removes his hands and lifts his shirt over his head. 

"Wha-a." I stuttered before I was cut off by his lips. 

He pulled away and said, "Is this where we left off?"

He rested his lips into the crease of my neck, making me moan at the contact. He slipped his hand into my jeans, and placed it on my underwear. He adds pressure on his fingers, making me melt on his hand. Figuratively speaking. Theo then starts to roughly add bites onto the skin of my neck.

"Do you like that?" He whispers into my neck. 

"Theo. Stop. We can't." I breathe out, not being completely convinced by my own words. 

"No one's here to stop us." He says, looking deep into my eyes. True. 

"Still."

"Tell me you don't want me." He laughs, grabbing my hand. He forces my fingertips down his sculpted chest. He grabs my other arm and pins it above my head. "Tell me you don't want this." He breathes onto my skin. His tongue runs up the side of my neck, and he nibbles slightly on my earlobe. "If you want me to stop say it, because I can't have us do this and have you fall madly in love with me or something." He smiled. 

I let my free hand slip from Theo's and up to the nape of his neck.

"Just shut the fuck up and let's do this already." I say, pulling his lips to mine. Soon enough, his tongue slipped into my mouth. Fuck. Theo is such a good kisser. I really shouldn't be doing this.... the rest of the pack is going to be really mad that I'm literally sleeping with the enemy. But, who can blame me? Have you seen the boy?

Theo's hands trailed down my body and lifted off my shirt. He then grabbed my hips, and started trailing kisses down my bare stomach. He stared up at me as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans... with his teeth. He stood and picked me up, slamming me down onto the cold surface of the marble island in the middle of the kitchen. 

"Damn. I was right." I said, giggling. 

"About what?" he asked, as he removed his pants. 

"That you were one to like it rough." 

Theo smiled and climbed on top of me. "Yeah, you were right." 

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Sorry this was so short, and that I haven't updated in forever. But, I'm hoping to start writing often again.. and I plan on making a smut-filled part two of this for you guys!