Chapter 6
Theo headed home after grabbing some pasta and French bread, taking the shortcut home, wanting to prepare a good meal for a good fuck. God, his Alpha was getting all riled up, thinking about claiming him, biting him.
No, Liam didn’t want the bite. He wouldn’t do that to him.
He shook his head, walking up the stairs to the top of the building. He owned the penthouse at the top, the whole thing was for himself. He unlocked the door, kicking his shoes off, and setting his keys onto the shelf. He dropped the bag off at the counter, heading up the spiral staircase to his room, stripping out of his joggers and jacket, switching them for a nicer pair of jeans, and a nicer shirt. He applied a bit of cologne, knowing that Liam was going to love it. It caught everyone’s attention, wolf or no. He made his way back downstairs, grabbing some pots and pans, and then a few wine glasses. He was going to make this classy as fuck, okay?
He had gotten into the zone, focused on making the pasta and the sauce, slicing up the bread and adding the seasoning. He heard a knock on his door, and his ears perked up, looking over at the door. He smiled and walked over, opening it to reveal Liam standing there, body leaning against the doorframe.
“Hey, cutie.” Theo said, opening the door. Liam smiled and walked through, passing by and running his hand over Theo’s arm.
Theo smirked a little, closing the door behind him, and took him to the kitchen.
“Make yourself at home, dinner will be ready in a bit.” Theo said, and Liam nodded, taking his shoes off, then his jacket.
Theo watched, catching a glimpse of small tattoos running up Liam’s arms. He had only ever seen Liam in long sleeves, so to see this, it was like a fantasy come true. Theo himself had tattoos, but seeing tattoos on Liam’s body was like a godsend.
He watched as Liam bent over, fixing his pant leg, and got a nice glimpse of that round ass, thinking of how perfect it would be to hold while fucking Liam. He felt his breath hitch in his throat, hand going down to cup his hard on. Fuck, he’s already popped a semi, and Liam had only been here a total of five minutes. Liam looked over, eyes tracking Theo’s arm down to his pants, where his hand was still grabbing his hard on.
“That all it takes? Me bending down?” Liam asked, and Theo nodded quickly.
Liam just smiled, sitting down at the breakfast bar, his Cheshire smile on full force.
“Oh baby, the things I’d let you do to me.” Liam mused, looking Theo up and down.
His cocky façade went away, replaced by desperation.
“Please, baby boy, please. I’ll do anything you want me to do for and to you. Anything.” He said, practically begging on his knees.
“Hmm. After dinner we can talk about it, but I need my stomach full first. Can you finish up dinner, honey?” Liam asked, his being was intoxicating.
Theo nodded, hurriedly, heading to finish the sauce and the pasta. He put it all together, grabbing the bread from the oven and placing two slices alongside the pasta on Liam’s dish. He handed it over, watching the reaction. Liam moaned softly when the first bite hit his lips, eyes rolling back a little.
Theo felt his hard on turn into a knot. Shit.
“You gotta stop making those noises or dinner is about to be cut short.” Theo said, tone firm.
Liam just raised an eyebrow, looking Theo up and down.
“Oh, you think you’re making the rules here? I will let you fuck me on my time. I’m going to eat this dinner, enjoy a glass of wine, then I’m going to go up to your bedroom. Then we’re gonna talk about what you and I like and what we don’t like, and go from there. Understood?” Liam asked. Theo was too powerless to form a coherent response, so he just nodded.
Liam nodded as well, going back to his food. He made small talk, ranging from the weather to Liam walking in on his roommate Mason getting fucked by Corey, his boyfriend.
“I owe Brett twenty dollars.” Liam said, sipping from his glass, and Theo just nodded.
His lizard brain was winning over, focused on one thing, and one thing only. Sex.
He needed sex, and he needed it now.
Liam had cleared his plate, and finished off his glass of wine. Theo perked up, ready to get the night going, but Liam took his time, stretching and moving slowly around the apartment. Liam eventually let up, dragging Theo by the hand, taking him to his bedroom.
“Sit.” Liam said, softly. Theo complied, sitting down at the edge of the bed with him.
“Alright. I’ll tell you what I like and what I don’t like, and you do the same, okay?” Liam asked, and Theo nodded.
“I like choking, being dominated. I like being tied up, but not my ankles. I like it when you tease me. I like foreplay, and I like rimming. I don’t like receiving oral, but I love giving oral. I hate when guys think they can piss on me, it’s literally disgusting. And feces.” Liam gagged, and Theo grimaced, nodding in agreement.
“Blood and knife play is a big no, it scares the shit out of me.” Theo nodded, noting to keep the knives away from Liam.
“But other than that, I’m pretty okay with most things.” Theo nodded once more, and took a deep breath.
“Umm, I’ve never given thought to what I like. I kinda just fuck and go. I like topping, since I’m a dom… um, I like taking control of situations. Clearly. I like giving my partner what they need. I don’t know, I’ve never thought about it. I’m pretty okay with anything. Besides pissing and shitting. That’s just gross to me.” Liam laughed and nodded.
“I’m going to kiss you now.”
They met in the middle, the kiss soft, edging on hard. Liam cupped his face, and Theo brought his arms around Liam’s waist.
It was perfect.
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Their clothes had come off at some point during their makeout session, Liam and Theo both bare, both admiring each other’s bodies.
“I have a thing for your tattoos.” Liam said, trailing his fingers down Theo’s arm, drawing the outline of the wolf.
“Well, I have a thing for you.” Theo said, kissing him again, softly.
Liam smiled, kissing him back.
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Theo felt like he had just seen god when he slid into Liam. He felt so fucking good, so fucking tight around Theo, Theo had to stop just so he wouldn’t bust a nut then and there.
He moved slowly when Liam gave him the okay, putting his hands next to Liam’s head, bracketing him in with his arms. He moved slowly, putting out just enough that he was still inside Liam, but out enough that he could slam in.
He repeated the motion for a while, Liam gasping and grabbing at his back. He felt it when Liam’s orgasm built up, feeling the way Liam clenched around him with every thrust.
“Come on, baby, you can do it. Come for me.” He said, kissing a trail down from his jaw to his neck, and that’s all it took.
Liam came, arching and gasping, saying Theo’s name like a prayer. Theo came then too, hitting that bundle of nerves deep inside Liam.
They both panted, trying to catch their breath.
Liam looked up at Theo, smiling wide, and tucking his face into Theo’s shoulder. Theo smiled back.
He felt good. Real good. His wolf and human side were both content now, but they wanted more of it. More of Liam.
“I think you’re going to become a new regular, Mr. Raeken.” Liam said, and Theo smiled softly.
He could live with it.
For now.
“I need you to send me a picture for your profile photo. I want to see you on there.” Liam said, handing Theo his phone.
Theo grabbed his own, sending Liam a photo of him with his tattoos and piercings on full display.
Liam just stared, eyes wide, lips parted.
“I am so fucking lucky.” He said.
Yeah, they both were.