#theo x nate

[nerdferatum]

OC Kiss Week Day 1: Dance

Nate Sewell, from the IF The Wayhaven Chronicles, and my OC, detective Theo Vidal.

[loutino94]

Milly and Theo rehersing their wedding dance.

And who is watching them? A STRONG man in a black hoodie :) 

The last gif *heart eyes*

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house of the dragon headers

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[doorhanginoffthehinges]

new hobby unlocked: connect as many ships as i can ti suburban legends

[westerosiladies]

House of the Dragon (1x05)

[walled-flwr]

House of The Dragon No Context Spoilers

Lady Rhea Royce... You were taken from us too goddamned soon!!!!

Ser Joffrey Lonmouth, don't let your mouth write cheques your fists can't cash.

Ser Criston... Holy shit! You need a nap. Take a deep breath, it's not that deep.

[sedativeunderskins]

theo was still having a hard time dealing with his mom but he had the support of his brothers still which was comforting at least. he had just gotten to delilah’s and when she opened the door the frown he had been holding onto all day immediately turned into a smiled. “hey.” theo leaned in and gave her a kiss, his hand was is delilah’s as they walked in together. nate was on his phone sitting on the couch not really paying anyone any mind. he looked up when he saw delilah standing in front of him with theo looking like she wanted to say something. nate sighed and put his phone down, knowing that was exactly what was happening. “alright, what is it?”

[chromehearted]

☎

MASON & AMARA,

name: nip obsessed baby gorl ❤️ ringtone: i'm in love with you by the 1975 picture:

last text received: amara → missing you lots last text sent: mason → do you think mosquitoes get off on biting people mason → be honest

KAT & JAX,

name: dumbass 🤡 ringtone: the circus theme song picture:

last text received: jax → you're so pretty baby jax → i can't believe god created you and put you on this earth just for me last text sent: kat → what the fuck do you want

NATE & HAILEY,

name: wife 💍 ringtone: stargazing by the neighbourhood picture:

last text received: hailey → i won't hesitate to murder you in your sleep last text sent: nate → you should go see a therapist nate → it can't be healthy having this many personalities

SAVANNA & THEO,

name: spawn of satan ringtone: i hope ur miserable until ur dead by nessa barrett picture:

last text received: theo → so much for hating my guts huh ;) last text sent: savanna → if you see me check into a mental facility, mind your business savanna → and no, we won't be speaking about it ever again

[lasaraconor]

[finestmoment]

delilah was excited for christmas, it was her favorite holiday along with easter. the church put together a toy drive and she invited nate and theo along. delilah wanted them there for extra support and she wanted to enjoy their company. asher seemed a little bit annoyed by them being there, but delilah hadn't noticed because she was having too much fun with the kids. when the parents came to pick up their kids, asher came back inside with a smile on his face. "wow, delilah. this is our best turn out ever. you really know how to charm people." delilah smiled and was sitting with theo, wrapping some of the dolls. she had to show theo just how she liked to wrap presents and he was doing a good job of copying her. "i just want every kid to be able to enjoy christmas. there's no reason why their parent's finances should get in the way of that." delilah smirked and stuck a red bow to theo's nose. "rudolph much?" she smirked and leaned in, giving him a kiss. asher narrowed his eyes at them. "so, how long have you two been dating?" he asked theo.

[nerdferatum]

WIP Whenever

I was tagged by @sosolenoo to post anything I'm working on, so here's a little something for the OC Kiss week!

Will I ever finish it? Place your bets.

I’m tagging (no pressure of course) @horchatabun @amlovelies @serenpedac and @rickety-goose 💜

[unfortunate-arrow]

Okay boomerang asks

What did Taghd think when Theo shared she was adopting Josie?

What was Niahm's first impression of Theo?

How do each of the kids ( Niahm and Tahghd) feel about Josie?

What are Nate and Finn Mackade's main goals?

How would Luke react to Cassie just dropping "yeah Neville Longbottom's my uncle" at some point in their early friendship?

What did Tadhg think when Theo shared that she was adopting Josie?

Tadhg was mostly surprised by this. Theo has always been a bit of a free spirit and he’s not expecting her to “settle down.” He’s also wondering if she knows what she’s getting herself into, as by that point, he and Niamh at least have Aisling. He’s supportive, though, especially when he sees how serious Theo is about doing right by this little girl.

What was Niamh’s first impression of Theo?

Niamh’s first impression of Theo was definitely influenced by the stories and things that she witnessed while they were at Hogwarts. Theo left the impression of someone who was pretty fearless, didn’t care about what other people thought, a prankster, and someone who was just generally a free and energetic spirit. Niamh didn’t really think deeper than that until she had gotten to know Theo better.

How do Tadhg and Niamh’s kids feel about Josie?

Aisling definitely sees Josie as like a little cousin, someone that she cares about but isn’t the closest to. I feel like she and Josie have similar vibes and that they would probably form a close relationship as adults, especially after Aisling’s years of travel. Saoirse sees Josie as a cool older cousin, as if I’m remembering correctly Josie’s older than the twins. She likes Josie, even if they don’t have too much in common. Oscar also sees Josie as a cool older cousin, but given that he’s more reticent than either of his sisters, he doesn’t show it quite as often.

What are Finn and Nate MacKade’s main goals?

Finn and Nate’s main goal is to keep their family together. Luckily, it’s not that difficult but after losing their parents and seeing how hard their grandmother works, they want to make sure that everyone stays together. Finn’s main personal goal is to develop his photography skills and his passion for it. Nate’s main personal goal is to just learn. He wants to learn a lot of things, especially when it comes to history.

How would Luke react to Cassie just dropping "yeah Neville Longbottom's my uncle" at some point in their early friendship?

Luke wouldn’t really be that fazed. After all, his great-grandfather was the last earl of Wexford and his father’s maternal side was the Kennedy politicians. He’s used to some impressive names and such. In addition, Luke’s probably not overly aware of the second wizarding war celebrity. The shock would probably be because Neville would be their professor, less so because of the hero nature awarded to Neville.

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doting by @/desireav

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blurb by @gracesmusings

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blurb by @/gracesmusings

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blurb by @shespeaksinsongs

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one way or another by @pvarker

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blurb by @/desireav

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@spring-picnics

[lovelybeesthings]

Playboy

Theodore nott x reader (3rd person)

Word count: idk (there's really not like enemies to lovers in this one maybe if I do a part 2?)

Warnings: underage drinking? Swearing not that much glass breaking

A/n: hello update on my life my mom is OKAY THANK THE LORD I change fandoms but I’ll still right Coriolanus fics if you send requests!

Summary: I was thinking about that one scene in Euphoria in the 1 ep in season 2 where Fez slashes the bottle into Nate’s head saying happy new years and was like this would make a nice fic (IM SORRY IF THIS IS PURE DOG SHIT)

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Y/n L/n and Theodore Nott were both famously known in their house Gryffindor and Slytherin each had their reputation Y/n was nice and caring, Sweet a surprise she wasn't in Hufflepuff The thing that made her a Gryffindor was how bold she was and acting before thinking she had sent a lot of females to the hospital wing while Theodore was smart looks slick like a snake and in one word a Playboy doesn't matter what kind of girl she could be seeing someone he didn't give fuck.

Something they both have in common is that they have a feud Theodore has a new girl each week or even days before leaving them heartbroken and Y/n is there to heal it for them but Theo likes seeing how their hearts fall to his empty promises his empty words leaving like a ghost.

Theodore originally dated Y/ns closet friends and when he left her friend brokenhearted it sent her friend into a spiral of depression so bad that the poor girl transferred wizarding schools.

But currently, Y/n has found herself at a house party celebrating new years it had Hufflepuffs, Ravencloths, Slytherins, and Gryffindor.

Y/n had arrived earlier at the party with a few of her friends and she had on a black Minnie skirt paired with a black belt and black boots with a white off-the-shoulder top and access jewelry pretty makeup for the occasion and her (c/n) hair was in curls with the help of her friend.

Y/n took a sip of the beer she held with one hand she laid her head softly on the nearest wall her friends ditched her to go hang out with some Ravencloth boys.

The music was being blasted loudly not being to hear any small talk so she roamed the room seeing a few boys high passing a joint she was able to pinpoint one of the guys Mattheo riddle so that must mean his counter part is close by y/looked around once more spotting Theodore..

Her eyes studied him his dark brown curls his tall build and shoving his tongue down his next victim Y/n was taking her time trying to see who it was then to her horror she knew God she was going to murder him.

The girl was a fifth-year one year below them but that wasn't even the worst part she knew this girl she was a sweet Hufflepuff girl whom she tutored a bit and who she protected against a few Slytherin girls whom She had landed big hits just enough to send them a message and to the hospital wing in return the sweet girl made her baked good for a while month.

Y/n soon snapped back to reality once Theodore Watercolor's eyes met here it was honestly disgusting to seem to stare at her as he French kissed a fifth year her face scrunched up disgusted by his sick act as she finished her drink leaving to go to the kitchen for another bottle maybe something stronger to forget what she saw.

(TIME SKIP BC IDK 😣)

For a while now Y/n has been engaging in a conversation with Pansy she was the only member of Theodore's friend group she could stand and they were talking about Theodore be exact.

“It's truly disgusting I mean I've seen him bring back a lot of girls and it's been disgusting to see to make out with them in the common room but French kissing a fifth year?!”

Pansy says as she takes a big sip of her cup Y/n nods in response to her words “Does he have any fucking bloody lines!” she says scoffing as she drinks her beer.

Blind to her in the corner of the kitchen was the little sweet fifth-year “I'm going to go save the princess” Y/n remarks as Pansy grins letting out a giggle “Truly heroic!” she says clapping as Y/n makes her way into the kitchen looking down in the girl crying knees to her chest.

“Hey there my badger” y/n says as she slides down next to the girl handing her a tissue “You look beautiful tonight” The girl's eyes soften once they meet Y/ns “Hello Again..n” she lets out as she sniffs.

“What happened I saw you with him a couple of minutes ago and now I'm sitting on the kitchen tiles with you,” Y/n says trying to comfort the teary eye girl “As Theodore was kissing me he broke out of the kiss and said he spotted an old friend and I said to go say hi!” she says a small smile her cheeks stained with tears.

“After I while I was getting worried I didn't anyone here..e so I began to look for him,” she says as her voice cracks Y/n sighs “And you found him making out with this old friend right?”

Y/n places an arm I've the girl which makes her scoot closer to Y/ns embrace “You're not the first girl sadly that this has happened to” Y/n sighs as she can feel her blood boil she's going to give Theodore a night to remember for sure.

“I'll be right back just need to go to the bathroom okay?” Y/n says as she brings her beer with gets up as the fifth-year nods.

Y/n makes her way around the party and soon finds Theo he can feel the presence of Y/n behind him and slowly breaks away from his hot make-out session “Bambina leave me be for a few minutes” he says to his hookup.

“But the balls going to drop soon and I wanted you to be my first kiss off the-” she's immediately cut off “Ore” says in a stern matter with a cold state she soon backs up scoffing walking away.

“Sorry about that,” Theodore says as he wipes his mouth with a nearby napkin, and a smirk is printed on his good-looking face.

Y/n arms are crossed over my chest as she smiles stabbing her nails into her arm to try and control her anger “The balls gon a drop soon!” someone shouts his watercolor eye locked into her (e/c) eyes .

“So what did you need to talk about? You finally fell in love with me?” Theodore says cockyness in his tone “God no” Y/n says scoffing as a smile is on her face.

“Last time we were together you said you wanted to kill me,” He says smirking and arching his eyebrow staring at me waiting for a reaction “4, 3, 2,1” everyone shouts as they kiss, drink as Y/n lifts her beer “Yea well, New year playboy” she says as she smashes the glass into his he as knocking him out.

“OMG Y/n JUST KNOCKED OUT THEODORE! Everyone is stunned by the sound and the news.

PART 2??? Idk

[ellstersmash]

the beach house: chapter 2

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Fandom: The Wayhaven Chronicles Pairing: Mason x Theo West Rating: E for Explicit (sexual content) Words: 3423 [Read on Ao3] Unit Bravo take to the beach to recruit some merfolk. Theo and Mason get the sand out of their shorts, then test out the bed. | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |

Mason shoves the screen door open with more force than necessary for the little resistance it gives, and it bangs against the wall. Theo’s fingers twist tight into his own as she stumbles on the threshold and goes wide-eyed.

Like he’d just let her fall.

Once she regains her footing, she starts barking out instructions to the others, who all startle at the interruption.

“Your watch, Adam. Nate, I strongly recommend you join him. Bring the book, it’s boring as hell. Felix, headphones.”

“Forgot ‘em.” Felix is draped sideways over the armchair by the window, bouncing his shit-eating grin between the two of them. “I guess you could try being quiet, for once.”

“Not happening,” Mason assures him.

Theo tuts at him, then fishes her own pair off the couch and flings them over to Felix. Mason grabs her hand again before the distance drives him mad and steers her toward the single bedroom at the back of the house.

“Really, you two?” Adam's voice booms in the small space, but before the door even shuts behind them, Theo's touch drowns him out.

Her hands slide up Mason’s chest, thread into his hair, tug at the back of his neck, pull him down to her mouth. All the chapstick’s been kissed off already so it’s just her he tastes, and he’s tempted to slow down. Savor it. But she is urgent, impatient and needy, clutching him closer to grind her hips against his and the sudden wash of sensation is overwhelming. Mason groans, his grip going too tight. Not so painful that she stops, but it will leave bruises. Little marks in the shape of his fingers at her waist and on her ass, and she’ll pretend to be annoyed about it tomorrow but she’s always pleased.

Hell, sometimes he wishes she’d stay put on him, too.

They slam back into the wooden door, pushing a soft “oof” out of her, and Nate yells from the other room, “Would you give us a moment, please? Honestly.”

Theo laughs against Mason’s lips. He pulls away just in time to catch it.

Magnificent.

He helps her out of her clothes, shirt, then swimsuit top, then both bottoms together, all tossed or kicked aside as she steps free.

She’s so goddamn beautiful. Mason moves away, a few feet of distance for the sake of the view. 

It doesn’t seem to matter how many times he sees her or how well he remembers the sight; every time, her features seem more perfect. If her lips were shaped differently, her smile would be wrong, and if her nose wasn’t slightly asymmetrical in that specific way, it wouldn’t crinkle up right when she laughs, or he gives her a terrible line. She has more freckles already, and she was always supposed to have them, right where they are now.

And it doesn’t matter how long it has or hasn’t been since he last touched her. The anticipation of it, of feeling every single square inch of her under his hands, his lips, his tongue, makes his blood rise.

Fingers on her chin to keep her from deflecting, he tells her. Only the very first bit, but it's enough to make her smile again before she starts fiddling with his clothes, too. But when she pulls his shirt over his head, a spray of fine sand comes with it, and Mason winces as it coats his skin and sticks like pulverized glass.

Theo grimaces. She runs her fingers through the hair at the back of his head and a fresh torrent of sand tumbles out. “That’s my bad.”

“It had to come off eventually,” Mason grumbles.

“And I’m glad I got to be there for it, but I meant because I pushed you onto the— Whatever. We can salvage this. New plan!”

Theo marches into the connected bathroom without explanation and Mason hears the squeak of various knobs, followed by a hushed string of creative curse words.

She pops her head back out and says, ”Shower’s fucked,” before disappearing again.

Groaning, Mason follows.

The bathroom is surprisingly large for such a small house, with a double sink and a white-framed mirror next to the toilet to the right, a large free-standing tub on the far wall, and the huge glass-walled shower to the left, door hanging open. He turns the knobs as well, but to no avail. They both look at the shower in defeat, then Theo wanders over and wrenches the handle on the tub.

Water pours in.

With a cry of triumph, she adjusts the temperature and drops the plug. “Scrub my back?”

“I’ll do a lot more than that.”

He tugs her to him and kisses her, soft and leisurely now that there’s time to kill. This, at least, they can do without grinding sand into any especially sensitive places. Her arms hang easy around his waist, hooked together at his back, as he brushes her hair off her face and works on familiarizing himself with all those new freckles.

“Surprised you haven’t tried to get my pants off yet,” he says.

“Know thyself.”

He arches an eyebrow at her.

“I wouldn’t be able to resist that kind of temptation,” she explains. “I would simply have to fuck you and we would get sand in even more unfortunate places, and I just don’t hate myself enough to risk that.”

Mason tilts his head toward the tub. “I won’t be wearing these in there.”

“Well, I’m hoping you’ll have enough willpower for the both of us.”

He snorts. “That’s not exactly what I’m known for.”

“Listen, if you want a good plan we have to get Adam involved. I’m just on this trip to smell tasty.”

“You’re good at a few other things, too.”

That earns a laugh. “Nate wouldn’t let me put those things on the idea board.”

She turns away from him to shut off the water, swatting at Mason’s hand when he goes to pinch her ass cheek, then she disappears into the bedroom.

Mason leaves his clothes in a semi-folded pile on the counter, though they’ll need to be quarantined until he can wash them. He tests the water temperature with a swish of his fingers, and steps in.

“Good?” Theo asks when she returns, eyes roving his body appreciatively.

Mason nods and dips under the surface to wet his hair before he leans back, hissing at the cold shock of porcelain. “Good.”

“Good. Didn’t think you’d appreciate my preferred temperature of ‘scalding.’” She sets a bar of soap and a couple large bottles on the low table next to the tub, then unties her hair from its bun. “So you’ll just have to keep me warm.”

The corners of his mouth twitch upwards and he flicks his fingers at her invitation. Theo takes his hand and carefully steps into the tub, lowering herself into the water opposite without so much as a splash. Leaning forward, she douses her hair—first one half, then the other—and reaches back for one of the bottles. She dispenses some product into one hand then offers the bottle to Mason. He takes it and sets it back on the table.

“What, you want to watch me lather up?” Theo rubs her hands together. “Hate to break it to you, sunshine, but it ain’t nearly as sexy as those commercials make it look.”

“How about you let me be the judge of that?”

She shrugs and gets to it, massaging the shampoo into her scalp with her fingertips and working it into a rich lather before wringing it down toward her ends. Suds slide off the tips of her hair and drip down her skin and plop into the water, and Mason follows each slick soapy trail with his eyes.

“Ten out of ten—very sexy,” he says and scoots forward.

Theo rolls her eyes but moves toward him, too, until she’s nearly in his lap. The water in the tub sloshes dangerously as she slips her legs over his hips. Mason braces her as she leans back to rinse her hair clean—no easy feat with her skin so slippery. She wrings out the water, grabs another bottle, and rakes the conditioner into her ends before looking at him in question.

Mason nods and she swaps bottles again.

Her usual brand smells herbal and sweet, and he’s gotten used to how the scent lingers on her after it’s been rinsed out. In this concentrated form—a dollop of gel in her cupped palm—it’s too intense, but he closes his eyes and sits still while she scrubs it into his hair, basking in the pleasant sensation of her fingertips running gently yet firmly around his scalp and through the strands.

She kisses him in the middle of it, here and there. On his closed eyelids, his lips, his chin, his shoulder, along his collarbone and at the base of his throat, but she never lets the soap drip into his eyes. It almost does, once, but she spots the breach and holds her finger against it and wipes it away.

When she’s finished, he follows her instructions, tipping his head back to let her rinse it off with handfuls of water—slow going, but it feels so good it doesn’t matter. Then he gets a dose of conditioner as well.

Part of him wants to ask: what is all this; why care for me; why be soft with me? But the undisturbed tension of the moment is already stretched thin, and he feels too good to risk bursting this fragile bubble for an answer he doesn’t really need. She does care for him, and she is soft with him, and that can be enough.

Besides, if he’s reading the flush in her cheeks and chest and the warmth in her eyes right—and he always is—this still works as foreplay for her. And Mason can get on board with that line of thought. There’s a thin coat of sand covering the bottom of the tub, or he’d take her right here. Just like this, wet and slippery and smelling like twelve tons of basil or some shit. 

Mason grips the back of her neck to pull her in for a hard, passionate kiss. She pushes it further, sliding her hips toward his, and trapping his cock—already half-hard and closing the gap quickly—between them. Theo moans and moves against him. Compared to the tepid bathwater, the heat between her legs is boiling.

“Mason,” she whispers, resting her forehead on his. “I really, really, really want you.”

“Don’t say that to me right now.”

“Sorry.”

But she won’t stop moving, her pussy against his now rock-hard dick, and Mason finds it hard to remember why they aren’t already fucking. There’s a reason he’s not supposed to be rutting up into her. A reason not to give her what she wants so she’ll say his name so reverently again.

There’s sand in the tub: not good enough.

The water is soapy: not good enough.

They haven’t actually washed yet; there’s still conditioner in their hair; they’ll get water all over the floor. Not fucking good enough.

She asked him to. 

She asked him to.

Mason growls in frustration and lifts Theo off him, fishing the soap off the side table with some difficulty and thrusting it in her direction. “Wash. Rinse. Dry. Now.”

She looks between him and the soap with a dazed expression until he waggles it in front of her more insistently. Then she blinks and accepts it.

Mason rinses his hair out faster than he has ever done so before, washing with the same urgency. Then he grabs a plush white towel off the hook and rubs it over his hair and half-assedly down his body before hunting down a dry one in the cupboard.

This one gets wrapped around a barely-finished Theo, who knocks the soap into the water and yelps as Mason scoops her up in his arms. She giggles as he carries her, still dripping from her toes and her hair, all the way to the bed, and when he tosses her onto the mattress it fades—if it could possibly be called that—to a bright, delighted grin.

Mason lowers his mouth to the inside of her knee and pushes her legs wider apart to kneel at the end of the bed between them. The towel parts, falls away with the weakest of tugs. He skims his lips along her skin, gathering droplets of bathwater as he goes. As patiently as he can manage, he makes his way up her leg, kissing and licking and speaking little praises that make her hips squirm and her cheeks turn a delicious shade of pink. All the way up to that sensitive junction between hip and thigh and she hisses when he nips at her there—then just as quickly threads her fingers into his hair to keep him from backing off. He makes up for it with a severe kiss, sucking and licking at her skin until she’s writhing and whimpering, then just a little more.

Another mark for tomorrow.

He hooks his arms underneath her legs and rests them on his shoulders. Then he tastes her. Licks up her folds and there’s some soap on his tongue, but on the second, deeper, pass it’s only her. Warm and rich, heady and slick.

“I've been wanting to get my mouth on you all damn day,” he says, going in for another long lick to prove his point. “While you were out there splashing around and picking out fucking seashells, I was thinking about tearing your swimsuit off and holding your hips down and finding out just how wet you were for me. Did you know that?”

Theo’s pupils are wide, eyes more black than blue at this point, and signs of her arousal are flooding his senses. She licks her lips and swallows and shakes her head.

“Nothing to say?” Mason presses a too soft kiss to her clit that makes her shudder. “Did I break you already?”

She shakes her head again, more firmly this time, a challenge playing on the edges of her lips. “But I wish you would.”

Mason sucks his two middle fingers into his mouth and draws them out slowly. Theo watches, expression frozen. Watches him lower them from his mouth and tenses, wriggling her hips in anticipation. Watches and whines when he slides them along the length of her wet inner lips. Then he circles her entrance and sinks his middle finger in deep and she drops her head back to the bed.

“You know what they say about wishes,” Mason says.

“I get three?”

He smirks and adds the other finger, fucking her deep and steady and gently stretching her open for him. “Keep wishing like that and I’ll give you a lot more than three.” He curls his fingers up to hit just the right spot. “But I meant the thing about being careful.”

“Ohfuck. Yeah, I’ll take my chances.”

“Suit yourself.”

Her hips arch off the bed when he moves his mouth back to her clit, and he has no soft kisses for her this time. Lips and tongue and the threat of teeth, he knows what she likes, what her body needs from him. Her chest heaves unevenly, lower lip drawn tight between her teeth when she isn’t moaning or whining or babbling encouragement. She’s been building since the beach and unravels all too quickly. His wrist isn’t even stiff by the time she comes, with her fists twisted into the sheets and his hair and a low melodic sigh.

Mason coaxes her down, then shrugs out from under her legs. Theo’s splayed out, flushed and happy and satisfied, on the comforter, and she’s so fucking beautiful. A flash of pride wells up inside him, and that less comfortable something else, but all that can wait. He’s not done.

He takes his dick in hand and pumps a few times. “Up for more?”

Still breathing heavily, Theo nods and gives him a thumbs up. “Begging for it.”

For a second or two, he debates making her do just that, but decides against it in the end. Maybe next time.

A knee on the mattress, right between her legs, and she shuffles backward toward the pillows, waiting to see how he wants her. Truth is, he doesn’t care. He wants her however she’ll have him.

Mason crawls over her, and as soon as he’s near enough, Theo draws his lips down to hers. She shifts her legs further apart as he settles between them, her heels at the back of his thighs pulling him in, and lets out the sweetest sound as he slides into her heat.

She’s wet, and tight, her muscles clenching then relaxing in turn as she adjusts to take him in further. Fuck, she feels good.

Maybe too good.

Once he’s fully sheathed inside her, hips pressed to her thighs, she holds him there with her legs, breath catching at every slight movement of his hips and every flex of his cock inside her. She is impossibly warm. Mason’s whole world could shrink down to that scorching point where they meet, if he let it.

But he can’t. He has to move. Starts slow and shallow but doesn’t stick to it, driving as harder and faster and deeper as she urges him to, while her cries get louder and less restrained.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he murmurs into her ear. “Give me another one.”

Theo nods furiously. He gathers her wrists above her head and pins them there with one hand. Then he fucks into her from a slightly different angle and she hisses out a nearly incoherent stream of “ohyesyesrighttheredothat” and soon she’s bucking her hips, riding him from below. He palms her breast, guides her nipple into his mouth to flick and suck it with his tongue and teeth, working the other with his thumb. And when she’s panting and begging, he moves his fingers back to circle her clit and mouths at the crook of her neck in imitation of the one thing she still can’t give him.

It’s more than enough to send her flying over the edge. This time she comes hard, her inner walls clenching tightly around him and dragging him to his own climax. And it grips her long after he’s done. Mason carries her through it, grinding into her while she clutches at him with desperate, shaking hands, lost to the aftershocks.

After what seems like an eternity, she stills. Her limbs go limp, her breathing evens out.

Mason untangles himself and lays down next to her, arms folded on the pillows behind his head.

“Well,” he says. “That was a good one.”

Theo stares at him like she's forgotten how to speak—an exceptionally satisfying response.

“You get your wish?” he asks.

A faint, faraway smile settles on her lips and she turns her head to look at the ceiling. Sweat gleams on her skin, pooling between her breasts and hips and in the dip at the base of her throat.

Mason’s a mess himself. “We’re going to need another bath.”

“Separately might be best.”

He snorts and agrees, but neither of them attempt to get up. Theo tucks herself in against him, and Mason drops an arm to hold her there. Her hair is damp and frigid against his ribs, but the rest of her is so, so warm. She draws swirling patterns into the skin on his chest and shoulder, lines wandering down toward his hips, then over to his ribs where he smacks her wrist and gives her a warning look before placing her hand back on his chest.

Theo huffs, but thankfully stays put. He doesn’t want to punish her for tickling right now.

This would have been uncomfortable, once. A foreign concept, associated in his mind not with pleasure but with affection, and therefore one that would never interest him. Now, he gets it. Gets why she likes it. Even likes it himself, with her.

Mason glances down to see her eyes are closed. She’s falling asleep. He could rouse her. Clean up, dry off, put her back to bed—or go for another round, if she’s up for it. But she seems content and he finds he’s inclined to leave her that way.

Besides, someone has to keep an eye on their squishy little human. And it’s not like he has anywhere better to be.

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Book Kasidet and Fluke Pusit as Theo Asawa-ekanan and Natee in Enchanté Episode 2 (2022) [X]