Anthology [Thiam]

Theo

The sumamry sucks, I know, but I didn't know what else to put. Originally this was supposed to be Theo and Malia having sex as a coping mechanism because they were both in love with someone else and they thought they could never be together with that person, and so ended up having sex but then they started becoming friends; but then it became a Theo-centric fic and I hope you like it.

*Some scenes of heterosexual sex but nothing too graphic.

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From over Theo's room at the Dunbar-Geyer household, grunts and moans could be heard slipping from the two supernaturals over the bed. Clothes were spread all around the room, having being taken off in a hurry and thrown to whatever part of the chimera's room that could possibly fall. The grunts continued over the bed where half of the bed sheets were pooling at one side of the bed and the two occupants continued with their activities.

Theo looked down at the body beneath him, toned legs wrapped around his torso as he thrusted deeper into the person. A hand shot up and over his bicep, claws out and clinging like he were to escape in that precise moment and he needed to be held. He could feel the familiar sting of claws digging into his skin and probably making a few drops of blood appear but the skin would knit itself together as soon as the claws trailed down his arm.

His left hand moves to wipe the sweat over his forehead but that makes him support his weight over his other arm and his hips stutter as he loses his balance for a second. Because of that he receives a growl of annoyance from his partner.

Malia should really not growl at her partners. I mean, rude. He rolls his eyes at her and continues moving his hips faster, now going back to support his weight on both hands. The werecoyote closes her eyes again and her mouth opens as a moaned word slips from them, but it's not exactly a word. It's more something like a name, and Theo knows exactly whose name she's trying to chant like a prayer. It's no secret and he knows she knows. Just like she knows whose name Theo mutters when her mouth is wrapped around him and he's close to the edge.

So he wouldn't really be surprised that right now Malia is thinking of Scott being the one on top of her just like he's thinking of Liam on Malia's place instead of the werecoyote.

Theo felt the familiar tug at his gut and that was the only warning he got before he came, hands clutching the sheets beneath them. Malia's legs tightened around his torso for a moment as she chased her own orgasm, eyes closed and throwing her head back. Just then after they were both too spent to care was when the chimera allowed himself to collapse on top of the werecoyote. As they tried to catch their breath, Theo couldn't help but to feel as empty as he felt before they reached the bed.

How did they got here? Two coyotes -chimera, technically talking about him-, lonely and with the need of human touch, of the touch of someone they could never have. Two people that were barely acquaintances, let alone friends, falling together in bed and tangle in the sheets between claws and moans. Two humans that were desperate for love that they couldn't have and weren't sure they deserved.

"Hey, get up, you're heavy." Malia said annoyed after catching her breath, completely bringing him out of his inner thoughts.

Theo rolled his eyes but got up from her chest with the help of his slightly sore arms, "Yeah, you're not exactly comfy, you know?"

He slid out of her and moved to where his boxers were, right over the desk's chair. As he removed the condom and after tying it threw it away, Theo slid in his boxers, hearing Malia do the same on the other side of the room. He picked up his jeans and as he put them on, he turned around.