Teen Wolf Imagines

Forbidden Fruit - Theo

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" You went down, sliding under a low hanging branch and then hopped back up to your feet to continue running. You should've listened to Scott and Stiles but no, you were too stubborn and thought that you could handle this on your own.

You couldn't.

Which is why you're currently running for your life away from this beast with glowing purple eyes and sharp claws as long as your hand. All you had wanted to do was find where the Dread Doctors were hiding, you didn't want to go in and face them, you only wanted some Intel. Instead you found a chimaera twice your size and very angry you disturbed him.

You flinched at the sound of his roar and tripped over a root sticking out of the ground, sending you to the dirt. You rolled to your back in time to see him standing over you and quickly pulled out the knife Chris gave you after he taught you how to use it, slashing at the chimaera's leg causing it to lift up in shock and giving you more room to roll out from under it.

A scream came from you as you felt its claws dig into your left shoulder and slice down to your elbow. You scrambled to your feet and turned to rest your back against a tree in order to catch your breath, straightening up when you saw him coming towards you again. You raised your knife, prepared to fight when you heard another roar come from above you and then a blur raced across your face, taking the beast down with it.

Heart freezing in fear of having to fight two monsters, your eyes focused on the new comer, the brown hair and broad shoulders giving away the fact that it was Theo and not some other beast. You relaxed against the tree, locking eyes with Theo's glowing gold ones and he bared his fangs to you, biting at the air before focusing back on the beast beneath his claws.

Your averted your gaze when you heard the beast's neck snap beneath Theo's grip, listening to the tear of flesh and the gurgling from its throat as it filled with blood.

Theo gave a satisfied growl, before turning to you, "You can look now."

You swallowed and looked to see the red blood glistening in the moonlight for a second then Theo stepped in front of your view, "Thanks."

"Of course," he stepped closer to you, "You're hurt."

"Just a scratch," you shrugged off the throbbing pain, more upset about the fact that your jacket was beyond repair.

Theo rolled his eyes, gently taking your arm to inspect the wound closer, "Even if I wasn't a chimaera, I would know you're lying. Let's get you cleaned up."

"Theo I'm fine."

When you tried to wiggle from his hold he only tightened his grip, "It needs to be checked and cleaned before it gets infected. I can't tell with your jacket and all the blood if you're going to need stiches." He sighed, "Just let me clean it."

While you wouldn't mind spending time alone with him because he was gorgeous he was in the other pack so it was a no-no. Again you tried to free yourself from his hold, "Seriously Theo, I don't need your help."

He arched an eyebrow at you, looking at the dead body of the chimaera then back to you, "Clearly." Theo tugged your arm again, "Let's go."

You resisted for a minute longer before realizing that it was useless, he was too strong for you to actually win against him. You sat in silence in the car, refusing to speak or even acknowledge that this moment was happening because if you did, it means it's real and that you ignored what Scott said to you twice in one night.

While Theo went for the first aid kit, you walked around his room. It was pretty normal, the shelf was lined with books and his desk had his laptop on it, there were no photos of his parents but you figured Satan didn't like having his picture taken.

"Sit."

You turned and sent him a glare, "I'm not the one who's part canine here."

"Sit."

When his eyes flashed gold you slowly sat down at the edge of his bed, watching as he took off his jacket and hung it over the back of his chair, then made his way to you. Kneeling in front of you, "Take off your jacket."

Swallowing again, you unzipped your jacket and hissed at the tingling of pain that came from when you moved your arm. Theo looked up at you, looking at your arm and then arched his eyebrow again, "And your shirt too."

You ground your teeth, hoping that you didn't have to do that, "Theo – "

"Take off your shirt, I can't clean your wound with your shredded shirt in the way." He saw your apprehension, "If I wanted to see you in my bed and naked, it would've happened already."

"In your dreams, Raeken."

You rolled your eyes and took off your shirt, flushing under Theo's gaze as he looked you up and down, "They don't come close to the real thing."

Your breath hitched in your throat and felt your blush spread down to your neck when you locked eyes with his dark blue ones. Breaking eye contact and looking to the floor, you cleared your throat, "Just...clean me up, please."

Theo watched your profile for a moment longer and then went to clean you up, using an alcohol wipe to disinfect the area, going easier when he noticed you wince at the sting of it. He took a deep breath, concentrating on cleaning the blood, "What's on your mind?"

"What?" You brow furrowed at his question, looking to your left to watch him work.

"I can smell your curiosity and frustration." He only glanced up at your for a second before looking back at patching you up.

You debated for a second, "I'm just wondering why you saved me."

"I don't like others playing with my toy's."

You took a sharp breath, "I'm not your toy."

He chuckled darkly, "Yes you are, princess." Theo pressed a bandage over your cleaned cut, "That's why you're in my room, shirtless and on my bed."

"I'm here because you're cleaning up my arm!"

"You could've taken care of this yourself, princess and you know that." Theo trailed his fingers down your arm; "You're here because you wanted to spend time with me."

You flushed again but tried to hide it by scoffing, "And why would I want to spend time with you?"

He tilted his head, fingers caressing over your collarbone, "Because I'm the forbidden fruit." Theo's palm pressed against your chest, pushing you back to lay you down against his bed. He crawled over you, legs straddling your hips and eyes boring into yours, "I'm the bad guy you want to be good just for you. I'm the boy your friends told you to stay away from because I'm evil."

"Theo," you pushed your hands against his chest, "This isn't a good idea."

"The best ones never are." His grin was wolfish before he leaned forward, letting his nose skim the column of your neck as he took a deep breath, "I can smell your need, babygirl." Chills ran down your spine and your fingers clutched his shirt when one of his gripped your hip, "Take a bite," he nipped at your jaw, "I taste good I promise."

You closed your eyes, "Theo you're – "

"I've told you, I'm not the bad guy." He brushed his nose against yours, "We're on the same side princess...the side that wants to stay alive."

 "C'mon, just one taste."

Just like Eve, you tried the forbidden fruit and moaned at the taste, savoring the sweet tang of his lips. As your fingers buried in his hair, you thought that maybe dealing with the Devil wouldn't be so bad.