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Liam shoved Theo back until his back hit the trunk of a tree, his claws digging into his shoulders, ripping small holes into his shirt. Theo growled into his face, fangs out and eyes glowing golden.
“Do you give up?” Liam slurred his words through his own fangs, pinning Theo harder against the wood.
Theo laughed, his voice low. “I haven't even started yet.” A smirk slowly appeared on his face.
Liam narrowed his eyes.
Then everything happened too fast. Theo grabbed one of Liam's arms, twisted it to free himself out of his grip, and then pushed him to the ground, following him down to straddle his thighs. Liam let out a gasp as his back met the hard forest ground.
Theo grinned down at him, tilting his head. “Do you give up now?”
“You wish,” Liam snarled.
Admittedly, he was a little bit out of breath. His damp shirt clinged to his sweaty chest, the scratch marks on his arms just about to heal, his heart thundering.
They've been fighting for a while now. How long has it been? One hour? Two? Liam didn't know.
All time seemed to stay still when they did this. Pushing, clawing at each other, bodies close, moving with precision, the next punch deciding who ended up in control.
Liam was stronger than Theo. This was a fact. He was a real werewolf and not some fucked up experiment — Theo's words, not his.
But still, Theo was clever, he had experience in fighting and manipulation. He knew how to find out his opponent’s weakness and use it for his own benefit.
Theo's fighting experience was the reason they started this thing in the first place. Liam wanted to learn how to fight better. Or maybe not better, he was already good at fighting. He was strong, Derek even said he was one of the strongest betas he has ever seen. But what he wanted to learn was how to be more in control. How to strategically plan your next move and not just recklessly dive headfirst into it like he always instinctively did.
This is how they ended up rolling on the forest ground every week.
Liam had the feeling that he already has gotten a little bit better though. He has been able to throw a few good punches at Theo, blood drying below his nose, his shirt ripped on one side.
But unfortunately he was the one lying on the ground now, Theo pinning his wrists down, grinning like he has already won. He tried to move his arms but Theo didn't budge one bit.
“Get off me,” he grumbled.
Theo just leaned down, laughing into his face. “Do you give up now?” He repeated.
Liam growled, wiggling his body to try to free himself.
“I will never,” he huffed, “just wait and I will be on top again.”
Theo’s grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
He moved even closer, so that Liam could feel his hot breath on his face. “Oh please. The only thing you're topping is your ice cream with sprinkles.”
Liam froze.
He blinked, all the anger turning into dread. “W-what?”
Theo was still too close. “You heard me.”
Liam suddenly became very aware of the position they were in, Theo straddling his thighs, bending forward, hovering over him, his wrists pinned down over his head.
He felt his face heat up, a flush rushing over his entire body.
Theo tilted his head, his eyes searching his face. He felt like he was under a microscope. “Am I wrong?”
“No— Yes! I mean what—,” Liam stammered. He felt too hot, his head spinning, heart pounding in his chest. He swallowed. “Why are we even talking about this?”
“I don't know, maybe I'm just curious.”
Theo was looking straight at him, while Liam tried to avoid his gaze. But there was no escape with Theo's face right in front of him, so he gave up and they ended up locking eyes. Then Theo squinted at him slightly.
After a while which felt like hours but has probably only been a few seconds, he leaned back letting his wrists go and Liam could finally breathe again.
“Well, so what I'm taking from this is that I'm right, like always,” he shrugged, smirk still prominent on his lips.
Liam slowly felt annoyance and anger crawl up his skin, overshadowing the embarrassment. He wanted to punch the stupid smirk off his face.
“Shut up,” he growled.
Theo just raised his eyebrows. “I'm just stating the obvious.”
“I said shut up!” With one move he grabbed Theo by his shoulders and then rolled them over so that he ended up on top, sitting between his thighs and hovering over him with his weight balanced on his arms. But not even that wiped Theo's smug smirk off his face, which made him even angrier. Liam slid one of his hands into his hair and pulled on it to force his head back. Theo's mouth fell open automatically.
“You're such a fucking asshole.” Liam hissed.
“You know,... all you gotta do is prove me wrong, Liam,” Theo's voice was suddenly very low. His eyes dropped to his lips. “C'mon, prove me wrong,” he whispered, moving even closer with his face.
Liam's breath caught in his throat, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. He looked down at Theo, right into his dark challenging eyes and before his brain realized what was happening his body was already moving on its own, leaning down and slamming their mouths together.
Liam's fangs were still out and he split Theo's lip, the taste of copper spreading on his tongue. Theo immediately kissed back enthusiastically.
As if he was waiting for it, starving for it.
Theo pushed his tongue into Liam's mouth and he let out a groan. Then Theo started moving his hips, grinding upwards where Liam was already embarrassingly hard in his pants. Liam couldn't bite back the moan.
“Are you— are you gonna fuck me now, hm?” Theo panted between kisses.
“Oh god, you're so fucking desperate,” Liam muttered but hungrily captured his lips again anyways.
Theo hummed and pulled back. “Don't pretend like you're not desperate for it too. I know the way you're always looking at me. I bet you thought about it before,” he whispered into his ear and then licked a wet stripe up his neck and Liam shuddered. “I bet you wondered what it feels like to be inside me…”
Liam sucked his breath in, feeling dizzy, leaning back on his haunches to not lose his balance. “Fuck.”
Theo just looked up at him with the most devilish grin he has ever seen, leaning on his elbows, head tilted back slightly, eyes lidded.
He looked so good sprawled out in front of him. Liam wanted him so bad. He needed him.
Theo’s piercing gaze never left his, clear challenge in his eyes.
Theo spread his legs wide...
That was it.
The last resistance he had disappeared.
“Oh fuck it,” Liam groaned. He dived back down, kissing Theo hard and pushing his shirt up at the same time, no patience left anymore, he needed him naked now.
Theo helped him pull the annoying fabric all the way off, tossing it somewhere. Then there was suddenly so much exposed skin and Liam felt like he just reached heaven. He let his hands roam over his chest and abs, moving back up again to rub one of his nipples and Theo immediately let out a loud moan, arching his back. Oh. It was the best sound he ever heard. He needed to hear it again. He needed it like oxygen to breathe.
“Shit, you're so…” Liam let the rest of the sentence hang in the air, brain too muddled to explain how Theo made him feel. He leaned down further, leaving kisses on his chest and then sucking one nipple into his mouth. Theo moaned again and Liam swore he could get off just by the sounds he made if he tried.
But he wanted to fuck him so he let his hands slide down his body until they reached his pants, opening the button and pulling the zipper down. Because all patience already went out of the window, he just pushed his pants and underwear down in one go and pulled them off. He watched in awe as Theo's hard cock slapped up his stomach, already leaking precum. He licked his lips automatically.
Theo noticed him staring, because of course he did. “You can suck it if you want,” he grinned. Liam didn't know what it said about him that he immediately moved closer without even thinking about it and took his dick into his hand, pumping it once, twice and then wrapped his lips around the head, sucking.
Theo groaned and let his head fall back. “Oh my god, you're such a slut, fuck.”
Liam hummed because apparently he was into that now. Theo reached down, burying his hands in his hair, pulling lightly on the strands. Liam moaned around his cock and opened his mouth wider, swallowing him down, taking as much as possible without his gag reflex kicking in.
“Oh fuck,” Theo breathed and Liam couldn't help but feel pride bloom up in his chest for making him speechless.
Liam started bobbing his head, taking the rest he couldn't fit in his mouth in his hand and stroking him simultaneously. He heard Theo curse, tightening his hold in his hair. “Oh shit.”
He speeded up his rhythm, setting it his goal to make Theo come as fast as possible instead of taking his time.
“You're so good, Liam, god. Who would have known you were made for this?”
Theo's comments encouraged him even more. It didn't take long until Theo was pulling on his hair and Liam swallowed down, his throat constricting around Theo's cock. Theo gasped and then he was spilling in his mouth.
Liam swallowed down everything, sucking on the head until Theo pulled him off by his hair, his oversensitive dick slipping from his mouth. Theo was panting, catching his breath, coming down from his orgasm.
“Shit, I gotta say I really didn't expect you to be this good.” His voice still sounded breathless and a smug smile appeared on Liam's lips. “But,” Theo continued when he noticed his facial expression, “you still haven't convinced me you're not a bottom. Bottoms suck dick.”
Liam rolled his eyes. “Not only bottoms suck dick.”
“Yeah? Prove it,” Theo smirked.
At this point Liam knew exactly what Theo was doing. He came closer until their faces were only inches apart. “You can just tell me you wanna get fucked, you know.”
“I just want you to prove it... Someone gotta make sure you're telling the truth. I'm sacrificing myself for the greater good,” Theo grinned, pressing their foreheads together.
“Sacrificing?,” Liam replied, raising his eyebrows with indignation. “You will be begging for it.”
“Hmm, okay then show me how good you will make me feel,” Theo hummed.
Liam didn't waste anymore time and reached down to open his own jeans, pushing them off his legs. His underwear followed.
Theo watched him with dark hungry eyes. Liam crawled up his body again and pressed two of his fingers on Theo's bottom lip and Theo immediately granted entry, opening his mouth so Liam could push the digits inside. Theo moaned around his fingers, sucking on them eagerly as if it was his cock and Liam felt lightheaded. “Shit.”
He pulled them out when he considered them wet enough and let his hand wander down Theo's body. When his fingers found Theo's hole, he started circling one of them around it, pulling at his rim and letting go again. “Fuck, c'mon Liam, stop being a tease, ” Theo complained, his voice already sounding breathless.
Liam pursed his lips. “Impatient,” he commented. But he obeyed anyway and pushed one finger inside and Theo immediately let out a loud groan. He started moving his finger, looking for something and he knew he struck gold when Theo's whole body jolted, his mouth hanging open, moans spilling from his lips.
Liam has never seen something more beautiful. He loved this, he realized. He loved having the power to make Theo, the oh so dangerous chimera of death, come undone beneath him. He couldn't wait to bury his dick inside him. He wondered what other kind of sounds he could coax out of him.
He slipped a second finger inside and Theo gasped. Liam scissored his fingers, stretching him. Theo was panting, throwing his head back.
“You're already such a mess for me and I haven't even put my dick inside you yet,” Liam couldn't help but comment as he was watching him. Theo has been such a bitch before, so he didn't feel bad giving the same energy back. “If I had known that to shut you up, I just have to put something inside you and then the only thing you can do is moan.”
Theo choked on his breath.
Liam prepared for a snarky reply but surprisingly nothing came.
Instead, Theo moaned. Loud.
Oh?
He liked it.
Liam felt lightheaded at that realization. “Oh? You like when I talk like that? You like when I tell you what kind of desperate slut you are.”
“Liam…,” Theo groaned, his voice rough. He arched his back, “please, fuck me. C'mon please please, I'm ready.”
“Fuck,” Liam breathed, his eyes wide, watching Theo as if he could drink him in.
With one move he pulled his fingers out and Theo whined at the loss.
“Get on your hands and knees,” Liam ordered. Theo pushed himself up a bit wobbly but managed to get into position, spreading his legs invitingly and raising his ass in the air.
Liam groaned at the sight, pushing himself up to stand behind him and moving his hands over Theo's lower body. “My pocket,” Theo breathed. “There's lube in my pocket.”
Liam raised his eyebrows, letting go off Theo's hips to lean down and pick up his pants, reaching into the pocket to pull out the travel sized packet of lube. “You brought it with you into the forest? Did you plan this?”
“Well I guess I hoped,” Theo replied, completely shameless.
And if Liam wasn't already hard and leaking, this discovery definitely would have led to it. The fact that Theo purposely riled him up and came prepared because he wanted to get fucked by him so badly made his head spin.
He opened the packet with trembling hands, his whole body tensed in anticipation. Liam slicked his dick up and then positioned himself behind Theo's body, the head of his cock pressing against Theo's hole. Theo inhaled sharply and lifted his ass up even more. Without another word Liam pushed inside, the tightness and warmth that welcomed him immediately making him sigh. Now that he knew what it felt like to be inside Theo, he never wanted to pull out again.
But Theo the little impatient shit was already wriggling his hips to get him to move. “Liam,” he complained.
“God, do you ever shut up,” he grumbled, pulling out and slamming back in with a little more force than necessary.
He heard Theo choke on his breath, but then he started talking again. “Well that's on you…All you gotta do is fuck me as hard as you can so I won't be able to speak.”
“Be careful what you wish for.” Liam grabbed his hips, still buried deep inside him.
“Oh I know exactly what I'm saying. Do it, I can take everything you give me.”
All of Liam's blood rushed to one point of his body. He felt dizzy, gripping Theo's hips tighter. “You're unreal,” he muttered as he finally moved to start a punishing rhythm. Theo moaned, his hands clawing in the dirt to hold his balance.
Liam didn't hold back, he pushed into Theo as hard and fast as he could, letting his desire guide him. All he could hear was the sound of skin slapping onto skin and their moans, Theo continually whining Liam's name as he repeatedly hit his prostate.
Theo has been right. He could take anything he gave him and this made Liam snap his hips even faster. “Shit, you're doing so good for me.”
Theo answered with a moan, he probably couldn't even speak even if he wanted to, too drunk on pleasure. “You should have just said that you wanted to get fucked like the little desperate slut you are and we could have done that way sooner.” Theo moaned again.
When Liam felt the familiar heat coil up in his stomach and heard Theo's panting go quicker, he grabbed hold of Theo's hips and turned him on his back while going down onto the ground with him. Theo gasped at the change in position.
“Why?” He asked, breathing heavily.
“I want to see your face,” Liam panted, not stopping slamming into him.
He watched as an oh-realization flashed over Theo's face. Then he blinked. He threw his head back, moaning as Liam continued his movements. “Fuck, please don't stop, I'm almost—.”
Liam didn't even wait for him to finish his sentence and picked up more speed, Theo's hard cock bobbing between their bodies, red and angry, begging to be touched. But Theo still didn't put his hand on himself, focusing on only Liam's movements.
“Fuck Liam, I’m gonna come, I'm gonna—” and with a few more thrusts he spilled between their bodies, Liam watching his face the entire time, hoping he could burn this moment into his eyelids. Theo cried out his name as he continued to spurt ropes of cum, completely untouched. This was enough to push Liam over the edge too, releasing himself inside Theo with a loud groan as waves of pleasure rushed through him.
As his orgasm slowly faded away, he let himself exhausted slump against Theo's body, slipping out of him in the process.
“Fuck”, Theo almost laughed, his head falling back onto the forest floor, panting. “That was intense.”
When Liam rested enough to catch his breath, he propped himself up on one elbow. “Do you believe me now?” He searched Theo's face with a smug grin on his lips.
“Yes,” Theo chuckled, looking back at him, “I won't call you a bottom again, I promise.”
“Well…” Liam let his eyes roam over Theo's body, “I didn't say I never bottom…”
“Oh?” Theo raised his eyebrows, sitting up. Then he rolled them over with an impressive amount of strength for someone who just got fucked. He leaned over Liam, his hot breath on his face. “I think you gotta prove that first.”
Liam grinned, pulling him down by his hair to smash their mouths together. “I can do that,” he mumbled against his lips.