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kenziebluex · 8 months ago

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Baby Came Home

♫ The Neighbourhood - Baby Came Home

Choso Kamo - Kinktober 2024 - Sub & Period Sex

Story Description: Reader and Choso have a shared past in their local BDSM club. But now that Reader has more free time due to a recent promotion at work, she is determined to pursue Choso. Nothing will stop her, not even her menstrual cycle. She has one goal for the night: to make things happen with Choso.

Tags: BDSM, Period Sex, Sub Choso, Blow Jobs, Nipple Piercings, Teasing, Coming Inside, Dom Reader

“A little blood doesn't bother me,”

Arriving at Club 14, you take in the familiar faces. This BDSM club is one of your favorites in the city, with everything you're looking for. The entrance may be dark and intimidating to some, but once inside, you're met with a warm and cozy vibe.

But that's just the first floor. The club actually has three floors, and attached to the top is access to hotel rooms, which you find very convenient.

Not everyone in the lifestyle finds these hotel rooms convenient, but you do. You've never gotten attached to a sub enough to invite them back to your place. With your demanding job, there isn't much time for a regular submissive.

However, now that you've been promoted, your almost 10-hour shifts have been reduced significantly – now you only need to work six hours a day on weekdays.

You're not complaining though; even though the job is harder, you're getting paid almost double so it balances out.

Before entering the club, you make sure to grab a blue bracelet – the color used by the club to signify that you are a dominant. They follow a color system using bracelets: blue for dominance, white for submission, purple for undecided or switch. If you want to avoid being approached by anyone looking to play, you can also get a bright red bracelet to wear along with the others.

You respect this color system because many clubs don't have it in place, making it hard to navigate the environment. Some nights, when you just want to have a drink and listen to music without being bothered, you grab a red bracelet. On other nights, when you're feeling more adventurous and open to approaching subs looking for a dom, you wear a blue bracelet.

Tonight is one of those nights; you're hoping to find someone to keep you company tonight since you have more free time now. And you know exactly who you want.

Choso.

Choso Kamo is a sub and a regular at the club, but he only comes 2-3 times a month. You two have had several interactions and he's asked you to play a few times, but you always turn him down, feeling guilty afterwards. The problem with Choso is that he's trouble.

He's tall with long dark brown hair, and it looks like he doesn't get much sleep – which is your weakness. He usually wears his hair up in two high buns, but one night when he was dancing and looked intoxicated, you got a glimpse of him with his hair down. That was when you knew you would be in trouble if you slept with him. There's no way you wouldn't fall into a contract agreement with him, giving him anything he wanted.

People at the club talk, and you've often heard that he's not someone who sleeps around. You can only recall one other person he's been seen with since you joined the club – they were in a short-term agreement that ended about four months ago. You joined the club just a few weeks after their agreement ended.

You knew he would be here tonight as it was one of his regular nights to attend the club. You didn’t know what to expect but you made sure to look extra good tonight wearing a tight black dress and one of your favorite perfume smells that Choso had complimented once.

While you were on your period you weren’t going to let it ruin your night, you were just looking to ask the man out. The only thing that could ruin this night was if he was wearing a red bracelet.

As you entered the club, you passed by the usual entrance and made your way to the top floor. The entrance floor was for newcomers or those looking for a fun night out, while the basement floor was reserved for more provocative performances and events. The top floor was where the experienced members of the lifestyle liked to mingle.

Climbing up the stairs, you felt something that was rare for you: nerves. Your confident demeanor was what made you such a strong dominant in your opinion. You were never hesitant in making decisions and enjoyed pleasing others. But in this moment, your nerves were getting the best of you, and you found yourself considering backing out.

That is until you saw him…

He sat at the bar wearing black jeans and a white collared shirt. You could even see his right nipple piercing through his shirt from across the room. He had been a regular at the club long enough for you to know that he also had multiple ear piercings and both nipples pierced.

In that moment, you decided to throw caution to the wind and took the open seat next to him before someone else could claim it. You could tell he briefly turned to look at you before turning back to order another beer. You hoped it wasn't his third or fourth; you preferred engaging with sober submissives.

From your vantage point, you couldn't tell if he was wearing a red bracelet, and it was time for you to find out.

Turning your chair to face Choso, you took charge.

"Choso," you said confidently, surprising the man next to you who looked shocked that you were speaking to him.

"Let me see your arms," you said softly, holding out your hands expectantly. He seemed confused but placed both of his hands in yours. As you examined his arms for any color bands, your eyes couldn't help but wander down to his fingers and arm veins. This man was undeniably attractive.

You noticed that he only had his usual white bracelet on, and you looked up at him with a smile before saying the words he probably never thought he would hear.

"Do you want to play tonight, Choso?" you asked, staring at him with anticipation for his answer.

"Yes," he replied quietly, keeping one hand in yours as you stood up and tugged him towards one of the upstairs hotel rooms.

✿✿✿

You held onto his hands tightly as the two of you walked up the stairs to room 214. This was your go-to room for when you wanted company.

Once inside, you focused all of your attention on Choso. "Do you have any questions before we begin?" you asked the handsome man, noticing him fidgeting with his hands nervously.

"Why me and why today? I've asked you this before, so I'm just confused," he said, still avoiding eye contact.

"That's a good question," you replied, guiding him to sit on the bed as you kneeled in front of him. You gently tilted his chin up to meet your gaze. "I find you beautiful, Cho. I've been busy with some things, but now I have more time for us. I apologize for not telling you sooner."

He blushed at your compliment but listened intently to your explanation.

Choso couldn't help feeling nervous with you in such a submissive position. He was used to being the one kneeling, and it intrigued him to see you in that position for him.

"I can stand if it makes you uncomfortable," you offered softly, noticing him lost in thought. As you moved to stand up, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from your face.

"Sorry, I forgive you...you just look really pretty like this," he murmured, pulling you closer to him. At this point, you were sitting between his legs with your arms resting on his thighs.

"Thank you, Cho. Since this is my fault, I'll let you decide. With or without ropes?" you asked, standing up from between his legs.

"With ropes," he replied with a smile before falling back into thought.

"If anything is wrong, please tell me," you said gently, trying to keep your voice soft and reassuring.

"Is this just a one-time thing?" he asked with disappointment in his voice.

"I'm not used to this...I mean, I've only had one dominant before. I still want this, but I just need to know if it's a one-time thing."

"Do you want it to be?" you asked, smiling at how cute he was being. You were already under his spell and you knew it.

"No, I've wanted you for a while now," he whispered, blushing again.

"Since when?" you asked out of curiosity.

"Since the first day you joined the club," he answered honestly, wanting to be truthful with you. He couldn't lie to you and didn't want to risk being punished tonight.

You had to pause at his answer. Looking back on it now, he hadn't had another dominant since you joined and he had tried multiple times to get your attention.

"Keep those pretty eyes on me, baby," you said, wanting his full attention at that moment. He quickly obeyed and looked at you.

"I have you wrapped around my finger, don't I?" you said directly, not beating around the bush. And with his blush as confirmation, you already knew the answer.

"This is what's going to happen," you said, outlining your plans for the night.

"I'm going to tie up your hands and pleasure you until you're a whimpering mess."

He quickly answered, "Green," with his beautiful brown eyes focused on you.

He looked so tempting and sinful, and you couldn't wait to make him yours. Unfortunately, you were on your period and couldn't ride him until he sobbed like you wanted to.

Stepping away for a moment, you grabbed some rope and surveyed the other toys scattered around the room. You made a mental note to discuss his hard limits later. If this was going to be a regular thing between the two of you, it was important to know what was off-limits. Since he had given the okay for rope play, that's what you decided to focus on.

When you turned back around, the sight in front of you took your breath away.

Choso was lying on the bed shirtless, his pants hanging low on his hips. His chest was fully exposed, revealing both of his nipple piercings adorned with rings. They were slightly red, indicating that he must have recently played with them. You couldn't help but feel drawn in by him.

"I didn't tell you to take off your shirt or move at all," you scolded playfully while taking in the view in front of you.

You climbed onto the bed and sat down on top of him, mindful of your dress riding up as you did so. You positioned yourself over his clothed cock, feeling its hardness beneath his jeans. You couldn't resist grinding against him a few times, causing him to moan and grip your waist with his hands.

"Sorry," he apologized insincerely as he moaned at your movements.

You giggled and stopped your actions. Guiding his hands above his head, you secured them with the rope.

"Hmm, that apology didn't sound genuine," you teased, continuing to move on his lap but stopping each time he moaned. You enjoyed teasing him and couldn't resist licking at his nipple piercing with your tongue, causing him to finally give in.

"Sorry, I- I'm sorry, ma'am," he said, clenching his fists as his hands were still restrained.

You paused your actions to take one of his nipples into your mouth, savoring the metallic taste of the piercing. You sucked on it gently before lightly nipping at the metal with your teeth.

As you did this, all you could hear were low moans escaping from his mouth. His fists were clenched tightly, causing his arm veins to stand out prominently from the strain.

“Please, I-.” his words were cut off as you switched to teasing his other nipple.

“Please, fuck.” he pleaded, throwing his head back and you could feel him getting hard in his jeans. His moans became higher pitched as you continued to tease him.

Deciding that you had teased him enough, you sat up on his lap and removed your dress. You weren't wearing a bra, allowing your breasts to fall freely. His eyes instantly locked onto your chest and you watched as he forgot about being bound and reached out to touch you. But then the realization hit him that he couldn't touch you, and he let out a disapproving groan.

You moved down so that you were face-to-face with his clothed cock and began removing his pants and boxers, no longer wanting to tease him.

His cock popped out from under his jeans, hitting his stomach from how hard he was. You could see that he was bigger than expected. He felt big and hard in your hand, but you realized that the jeans had not been a good indicator of his size. You almost became nervous at the thought of fitting him in your mouth.

“Ahh- my god.” you heard him moan as you decided to go for it and took him into your throat, relaxing your gag reflexes immediately so he could slip in deeper. He felt heavy on your tongue and what you couldn't fit in your mouth, you used your hands to stroke the rest of his length.

He clenched tightly trying not to move as you took him deeper. You had never seen such prominent veins before, and he seemed to be struggling to hold off his orgasm. As before, his voice got higher as he moaned and thrust against the bed.

He managed to hold on for a few minutes before becoming quieter. When you looked up at his face without removing your mouth from his cock, you were met with a teary-eyed Choso.

“Damn.” he said as he looked down at you. This was followed by more moans until he finally whimpered, sensitive from your actions.

This only encouraged you more as you sucked him down further. Your tongue continued to tease and you ran it along the underside of his entire cock.

“I'm going to cum. Please, can I cum ma'am? I'll be good, I swear. Please, just let me.” he cried out, his face wet from tears.

His purple makeup was ruined and had stained the pillow. You were surprised he could still talk and the only sounds after his plea were whimpers and moans, indicating that he was completely wrecked.

“Cum for me.” you commanded firmly before slipping him out of your mouth and speeding up the motion of your hand. You didn't even have to look away from his face because you felt when he came. His cock got harder in your hand, which you didn't think was possible, and it jerked as he sprayed onto his stomach.

“Thank- thank you.” he moaned as he came violently. His thighs tensed up as he continued to ride out the high of his orgasm. You took one of his nipples into your mouth since they were sensitive, causing him to whine even louder through it.

As soon as you were finished, you removed your mouth from his nipple. You knew that cleanup was necessary, but for the moment, you simply wiped down his stomach and began to untie the ropes binding him.

“Wait.” he said, his voice panicked after you had loosened the ropes and rubbed his hands to get the blood circulating again.

You stopped your movements and looked at him, waiting for him to speak.

“Can we kiss first, ma’am?” he whispered, as if sharing a secret. Your eyes widened in surprise; you couldn't believe that you had forgotten to kiss him earlier.

Without answering his question, you leaned in so that your lips could meet his. The kiss started out heated, causing a moan to escape from your lips. He must have heard it because you were met with a groan as he deepened the kiss, trying to assert dominance. This time, you didn't mind letting him take control of the kiss.

His touch was intense as he tugged on your lower lip with his teeth, and you both got lost in exploring each other's mouths. As the passion intensified, you couldn't resist grinding your clothed pussy against his spent cock. But even though he had just climaxed, you could feel his erection returning. This only made you moan louder into his mouth as you savored the sensations flooding through your body.

The more he kissed you, the more aggressive he became, making you moan even louder and feel yourself getting wetter by the second. It was almost like he could sense how close you were to climaxing.

"Easy," you moaned when he bent down to take your right nipple into his mouth and suck hard. But this only seemed to fuel his desire as he moved on to suck on your breasts instead, leaving a few love bites along the way.

"Mhmm...fuck," you moaned, almost ready to stop him from moving when the grinding became faster. You were on the brink of climax and didn't want to ruin your underwear with a tampon still inside you.

"Okay-" you started to say.

“Can I fuck you please.” he spoke at the same time as you, accidently cutting you off. He looked flustered, and judging by his hard-on, you could tell that he was extremely horny.

"Sorry, Cho. Not today...I'm on my period," you said breathlessly, leaving a few more kisses on his lips.

You weren't expecting what came next, and your eyes widened in shock at his statement.

“A little blood doesn't bother me,” he said with a smirk on his face.

That’s how you found yourself in this position, unclothed sitting back on his lap after you washed up. You moved him to the couch in the scene room not wanting to stain the white sheets.

“Let me know if you want to stop at any time, you know your safeword.” you said running your hands through his shoulder length hair.

“Can I eat you out first?” he questioned, looking nervous as if you would judge him for asking.

“Next time.” you positioned his cock at your entrance and slid down onto it, causing both of you to gasp.

Locking eyes, you leaned in for a kiss as he filled you completely. He was big, so it took some adjusting before you could move properly, but you didn't want him to know that.

Making out with Choso is becoming one of your favorite things because of how much he gets into the kiss. He was distracted bringing several moans past your lips when you finally felt like you could move. You moved his hands to your hips separating from the kiss, shocking him as you began moving.

"Damn," you exclaimed loudly, testing out a few rotations before full-on bouncing on his lap. The wetness between your legs made it easier to move, but the feeling of his cock was intense and almost put you in a haze.

"Please keep going," he groaned, looking just as lost in pleasure as you were. "I won't last long."

The overwhelming sensations caused your thighs to weaken as you continued to ride him. Your hair kept falling into your face from all the movement. One of his hands traveled between your bodies and he leaned back on the couch, adjusting himself and reaching for your clit.

He rubbed slowly at first, as if waiting for permission, but when you didn't protest, he sped up his motions while still thrusting into you. Looking down, you saw that his fingers were coated in blood and cum from earlier but couldn't care less at that moment. The moans didn't cease as you rode him harder and harder.

Suddenly, your thighs started to shake and you came so hard that your vision blurred for a moment. You tightened your grip around his cock, causing him to cum inside of you from the overwhelming pleasure.

"Sorry," he stuttered out while still riding out his orgasm.

You just pulled him into a deep kiss once your vision cleared again. Your legs were still shaking as he pulled out of you and rubbed them gently.

It took both of you over half an hour before you could finally get up from the couch. Neither of you wanted to move, but the mess had to be dealt with.

Looking back at the scene room and Choso's body both covered in blood and cum, you couldn't help but comment.

"We made quite a mess, didn't we?"

"It was worth it," he replied immediately.

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realityescapee01 · 1 year ago

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Wounds and Scratches

Steo | Stiles x Theo

Theo came back to the pack house, bloodied and wounded. He just came back from an undercover op for the pack. He was able to capture a rogue omega.

He was stabbed to his stomach, slashed on his arm and cut on his palm. He took the omega back to Scott for interrogation. Afterwards, Scott gave him an order to patrol the tunnels.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Scott! He's hurt, send someone else!" Stiles had enough.

Theo is hurt and Stiles goes off on it.

Theo snarled, he struggled to get on his feet. He just got slammed to a wall by their enemy. He was in pain but he was still able to distract the enemy enough for Stiles to lay the mountain ash prison around it.

"Good job, guys."

Scott and them went back to the pack house. Stiles watched Theo bend over a bit, holding his tummy and has a pained expression on his bloody face. Dried up blood from his forehead. Busted lips and a sprained ankle.

Stiles thought back at the bad things Theo did to him and the pack. That is why Stiles thought Theo deserves all the beatings he's taking.

Scott decided to take in Theo despite everything he did. Scott being the kind and giving person he is. Stiles was against it. He doesn't want Theo in. But Scott insisted they could use Theo's skills.

What skills? The manipulative skills? The cunning, the smarts, deceptive skills? Well, yeah, those are useful. Stiles begrudgingly admitted.

So here is Theo in their pack. Being used as a scout, a spy, and first liner. Scott always sends him in first, first to whatever danger they're facing.

It's strange to Stiles because Theo wouldn't put up with those, but seeing as Theo was indeed putting up with all of it, maybe, Theo is doing everything to be better now, to be good, to make up to them, to make up for everything he's done.

Stiles heard all about it from Liam. Theo's redemption arc. Stiles wasn't buying it at first but later on, he started to believe too.

Or maybe the courting of Theo is affecting his judgement.

Oh, yeah, Theo is courting Stiles.

For about 2 months now. At first, Stiles is just playing Theo, but things got shitty for him and he genuinely needed Theo's help.

Like when he's jeep broke down. Theo drove him to and from his FBI internship. Every weekend, when he comes home and goes back to the FBI classes.

The long drives gave them a lot of time with each other. And Stiles found himself enjoying those times.

Stiles found himself chatting and calling Theo at nights after classes too. Sometimes while Theo was in tunnel patrol. To discuss and bounce off ideas from his homeworks of cases; murder mysteries and investigations. And Theo gave him very good insights every time.

Maybe because Theo is one little psycho himself that is why he understands how those criminals think. Stiles laughed on the idea. He is like those FBI agents having a serial killer to talk to and consult cases about.

-+-+-+-

Theo calls him, all wounds and injuries healed up. He is driving Stiles home. Stiles jogs to Theo's truck and they go and get drive thru food. Stiles ask if Theo's okay. He looked hurt really bad.

He's got bandage on his hand. Again.

"What happened there?"

"Oh, I got cut. And I keep getting cut there so it's getting harder and harder to heal." -Theo explaining, trying not to put pressure on it too much while driving.

"I'm fine, Stiles."

Stiles have an idea of what happened. Having seen how hard Scott is using Theo out there. Then he received a chat from Scott to remind Theo about his underground tunnel rounds later tonight. Stiles felt irritated. Theo just recovered and now Scott is on him again with the errands.

-Isn't Liam on tunnel patrol tonight?- Stiles replied to Scott.

-I'm taking Liam with us in the talks. Where are you guys now? Will you be here in an hour?-

-Yeah, we're close. Keep Liam on patrol, let's bring Theo in the meeting-

-Why Theo?-

-It's decided. Just wait for us.-

They are to meet with the new group in town. Invite them to join forces or discuss terms on co-existing in Beacon Hills.

Scott met up with Theo and Stiles on the way to meet the werejaguars. They learned they're all female, a small group of 5. The talks start. Stiles let Scott do his thing while he observed.

"... We don't wanna join forces, we do not wanna stay near the Nemeton, which is basically a signal light to all hunters. Just let us be for a few days, I promise we won't cause trouble."

Their leader explained. Scott huddled with Stiles and Theo.

"I don't know about you, but werejaguars are highly aggressive." -Theo muttered.

"I agree." -Stiles nodded, remembering a certain Kate Argent.

"Yeah, I think so too. I will ask them to leave by dawn. Liam and the others can stay here to watch them until then" -Scott relayed the decision to the group leader. There were some friction but Scott brandishing his alpha status made the leader back down.

"Okay... but... we will only leave if he comes with us."

"What?" -Scott didn't expect a request.

"Him."

"No way." -Stiles strongly disagreed.

The group leader was pointing at Theo. "At least give us some protection. A capable mate for me."

Theo just scoffed. "I'm not up for mating."

"That or we stay as long as we like."

"... How about this." -Stiles proposed. "The real reason you're here is because you're all sick. You plan to steal our herb reserve. Preferably tonight because you know our resident doctor wouldn't be home."

The gang leader took a defensive stance.

"Okay, I'll give you a generous amount of 9 herbs and then you leave tonight. No taking Theo with you."

"What if I don't agree?"

"Well... you have to deal with a true alpha." -Stiles turned his head to Scott, who was half shifted by now.

"It was said this place and your pack is sanctuary to all supernatural beings!"

"Not if you threaten to take anyone away." -Scott said with a growl.

The group leader knew there is no way they'd win. "Fine. Get me the herbs."

After Scott's new recruits arrived with the herbs, the werejaguars left. But their leader really likes Theo, and as she passed him by, she said:

"We'll be 2 towns over, if you change your mind." -plus a hand, slowly gliding down Theo's muscular arm.

"I have my eyes set on someone else." -Theo shrugged the leader's hand away from him.

Theo watched the group leave and looked at Stiles. Having a renewed faith on a chance.

A chance that Stiles actually likes him back. With the human getting all no-way-you're-taking-Theo upset a while ago.

After that, Scott still wanted to send Theo on tunnel patrol duty but Stiles said Theo's driving him home even before Scott got the chance to say it. And so Theo drove Stiles home.

"Hey, Theo. If you like, you can stay here. Liam could use the tunnel patrol experience." -Stiles invited him to stay there to avoid the patrol task.

And Theo did. They went up to Stiles' room and Theo acting all strange.

"Hey? What's the matter?" -Stiles just went about the room as normal.

"...This is the first time for me. Here, in your room."

"What?!? You've never been here?" -Stiles remembered all the pack members whose been in his room. And yeah, this is Theo's first time to be here. "Well, there's a first to everything. You never know, you might be coming here more often in the future."

"W-What?" -Theo didn't expect that.

"Nothing! Nothing." -Stiles blushed. He was just being playful, flirty if you will. Because it's true, if he decides to answer Theo, then definitely, Theo would be in his room more often.

Theo was smirking and shaking his head, thinking of a comeback, but that caught him so off guard that he couldn't come up with one.

"Uhm, I'm gonna head to bed. By the way, use this on your wounds." -Stiles threw him a poultice Deaton taught him to make. Something to make the wounds stay clean for a longer time.

Theo caught it and sat on the chair by the window. He took the gauze off his hand and tended to it. He lifted his shirt and applied the poultice to random cuts on his torso.

Stiles just watched him. He memorized all the spots Theo has wounds and scratches and bruises.

"Well, uhm, Theo, I'm tired, I'll go to sleep, stay as long as you like." -Stiles headed to bed.

As he laid down, he smiled to himself on how things turned. Before, he couldn't stand Theo, but now he can sleep in the same room with Theo present.

The next day, Stiles woke up and Theo was gone, left a message of thanks and that he headed to school.

Theo goes to school on weekends, in a special program to make up for the lost time when he was dragged to hell; and once made, he can go back to school to continue his last sem of senior year.

Stiles thought to give Theo a visit.

He finds him on the lacrosse field. Coach Finstock recruited him.

Theo sensed Stiles and looked at his direction. Stiles waved.

"Bilinski!" -Coach Finstock intercepted him. "What are you doing here?"

"I missed you, coach!" - Stiles attempted to give coach a kiss.

"Ugh!" -Coach Finstock stopped him with a hand to his face.

Stiles knew that way, coach would leave him alone. Theo jogged towards him.

"Hey." -Theo in lacrosse practice uniform.

"You joined?" -Stiles sat in the bleachers.

"Yeah." -Theo stood right in front of him.

"I never knew you like sports. Sports aside from hunting and killing."

Theo laughed at that. "Just to release some aggression."

Stiles just nodded. He looked at the other players. He remembered his lacrosse days back then. And that winning shot he got. It was the fun days. Way before the shit hit the fan.

Stiles stayed to watch Theo practice with the team. He decided to stay even after and play with Theo a bit.

"Fine! But make sure you tidy up the things!" -Coach Finstock let them stay.

"Want a serious match or just for fun match, Stiles?"

"Just for fun." -Stiles gripped the lacrosse stick.

"Okay." -Theo smirked and threw the ball right past Stiles' left shoulder and into the goal.

"Ha! For fun, I said! Not for the Olympics or something!"

Theo laughed. They change places. It's now Theo's time to be goalie.

"Theo, no superpowers!" -Stiles was gearing up for a shot.

"Okay."

Stiles kept licking his lips and aiming and aiming for the goal before actually taking the shot. And of course, Theo caught it. Stiles was mad accusing him of using chimera powers but Theo didn't. Stiles is just really not good at it.

"Okay, that's it. I don't wanna play anymore!" -Stiles throwing the stick down.

"I didn't use supernatural powers, Stiles. You're just really bad at it."

"Just- Forget it!" -Stiles waving his hand off.

Stiles waited for Theo in the lockers. He looked at the seat where they confronted Theo. And where he said: "I came back for you." Stiles didn't really know the gravity of those words.

Theo wanted him. From day one. And there he is right now, feeling the same. He wants Theo now.

He turned his attention to the sound from the showers.

Theo is in there. Naked.

Stiles felt a little panic and stepped out of the lockers. A few minutes after, Theo stepped out too.

"Stiles, are you okay? I smelled panic."

"I'm fine. Let's get outta here." -Stiles walked away. Fast. He wanted to answer Theo but Theo is not asking him the question yet.

"Drop me by the tunnel entrance. I'm on patrol." -Theo said, settling in the passenger seat of the jeep.

"Oh. Okay."

"Stiles? Tomorrow, will you go out with me?"

"Oh? Where are you taking me?" -Stiles smiled. Theo courting him, does this quite a lot, take him on dates.

"It's a surprise." -Theo was smiling.

"You know my anxiety, I don't like surprises."

"I know. But you'll love this."

Stiles agreed. And so their date was set.

The following week, Stiles gradually calling out Scott for using Theo too much. Scott took the use and abuse too seriously.

Stiles would lightly tell Scott to give Theo a few minutes or hours before being sent for work again. Sometimes they'd be out, hanging out, and Stiles would tell Scott to let Liam do the patrols. The kid needs that experience somehow.

Their date night arrived. Theo was driving them in his truck when Scott called. An emergency.

Theo sighed. "I guess date night is cancelled."

"Apparently so." -Stiles confirmed as he gestured for Theo to make that U-turn.

They were called towards the Nemeton and they saw Scott and Liam, shifted, chasing after their enemy of the week. The werejaguar leader came back.

"I warned you." -Scott intimidating the werejaguar. "Why are you back?"

"Nothing much... just some petty reason." -she spotted Theo and Stiles running over to them.

Liam lunged at her but missed. She charged towards Stiles and Theo.

Theo was fully prepared to intercept her but she made a sharp and quick turn towards Stiles.

They rolled over the ground. Stiles tried to wrestle her off but to no avail. She pushed Stiles over the cliff.

"Holy sh-" - Stiles couldn't do anything.

He was falling off the cliff. He could only hold his hand up, hoping to be saved.

"Stiles!" -Theo jumped after him.

Theo caught him and held onto exposed vines on the cliff.

"Tch!" -Theo exclaimed as the vine rope burned through the bandage on his hand. And brutally so onto the wound there. Making it bleed again.

They slid for a little bit more before finally getting caught on bigger vines, stopping them from falling.

Back at the top, Scott and Liam were trying the werejaguar to a tree and then hurrying to help Theo and Stiles. Lowering down a rope to get them back up.

"Stiles! Oh man!" -Scott pulled Stiles into a tight hug once the two was saved. "I was so worried!"

"I was too." -Stiles hugged him as tight, looking at Theo, nodding him a thank you.

They subdued the werejaguar leader, and as agreed -Scott will try to talk to the supernatural beings walking into Beacon Hills, with the goal of peace, and when it is not achieved, the hunters will take care of it- Scott called Chris Argent to deal with the werejaguar.

As they were walking, Scott was going on about checking the old werejaguar hideout before calling it a day.

And Scott wanted to send Theo and Liam.

"Oh, for fuck's sake, Scott! He's hurt, send someone else!" Stiles went off.

"O-Okay. Me and Liam would go." -Scott conceded. He felt guilty afterwards, he never checked on Theo. And now only saw Theo's hand. "Sorry, Theo."

"Yeah. Apology accepted." -Theo soothing his wounded palm.

They parted ways. Scott and Liam towards the hideout and Stiles and Theo towards Theo's jeep.

Stiles applied poultice on Theo's palm. "Thanks. A lot."

"No problem. As if I would just let you die on me right there. You owe me a date."

"Well... our sched just freed up."

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And so, they revisited their original schedule for tonight. The date:

"W-What the-" -Stiles was greeted by tiny lights floating in some enclosure far from the reserve. "What is this? I've never... there were no fireflies in Beacon Hills. Ever!"

"There are now." -Theo watched him enjoy the view.

There were so many. Flying, floating, near the trees too... it looked magical.

"Since when? How?" -Stiles wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"I don't know. Must be a Nemeton thing. Again."

Stiles wanted to ask questions again, but the view was so beautiful, he just accepted that explanation. The Nemeton does make and affect all sorts of stuff.

"Stiles? Can I ask the questions now?"

"Sure." -Stiles waved his hand, eyes fixed on the sea of fireflies in front of them.

"Will you... be my mate?"

"..." -Stiles blinked. A lot of times.

"Stiles?" -Theo was concerned.

Stiles looked back at him. The fireflies are near them now, surrounding them. Making Theo have the background of little lights floating.

Beautiful.

"Yes." -Stiles said.

Theo smiled, ear to ear.

"I was waiting for you to ask that." -Stiles revealed.

"I was waiting for you to be sure." -Theo walked slowly towards Stiles.

Reached for Stiles' waist and pulled him into a kiss.

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