Theo Raeken Imagines

Careful Kitten

You were trying to study but Theo wasn't helping. He was circling you while making disapproving tuts. Your bed was covered in books and papers, the floor was in a similar state while you were cocooned in a duvet with only your arm poking out.

"You sounded needy on the phone." He grumbled as he tried to find a place he could sit that wouldn't result in you shrieking that he was ruining his work.

"I'm just sleepy... and stuck." You mumbled as you looked over at him, watching him as he sat opposite you.

"You're frustrated." He snapped quickly and you rolled your eyes.

"No I'm not stop saying that!" You whined and slammed a book down as you reached for another one, your duvet falling away as you moved. "Why is it so cold?"

"Well kitten I would say the very short skirt is making you cold?" He taunted, rolling his eyes as he lay on his back. "That and the smell or arousal so I guess I'm distracting you too."

"Don't flatter yourself, I can concentrate!" You insisted. Theo shrugged and stretched out across your floor like a cat in the sun, smirking when his shirt rolled up and his jeans shifted a little lower on his hips.

"Oh babygirl! You smell that?" He groaned and let his hands skim his exposed skin, smiling when you shook your head. "You don't want to study anymore. You want me to tear through those tiny panties with my teeth and help myself to desert."

"Get on your hands and knees and crawl to me." You rolled your eyes and ignored him as you continued jotting notes. Growling playfully under your breath your foot shot out and pressed against his forehead as he rolled to his front and crawled towards you. "Stay there Theo." You warned.

He smirked and ignored you so you let him crawl a little closer before using your foot to stop him again. "Down... good boy." You said firmly and gave him a hard look. "Stay there and help me study." You ordered.

"Careful kitten." He growled as he pressed himself against the floor, glaring at you as he grabbed one of your piles of notes.

"I am." You teased and smiled as he clenched his jaw, his tongue darting over his lips as he growled under his breath. After a while he tried to shuffle over to you. "Theodore Raeken! Don't make me take back my good boy comment."

"But I'm not good. I'm bad!" He objected and you rolled your eyes.

"Yes but only good wolfies get desert." You hummed and pulled up your skirt to reveal the skimpy underwear that have Theo raring to move closer. Instead he sighed and lay with his head between your ankles, eyes flitting from your core to your face with a wide eyed, innocent looking pout.