nonsense thing

Liam “95% Of Wardrobe Are Sports Clothes, What’s About It?” Dunbar

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Theo “Just Choose A Suit To Be On The Safe Side, Can’t Go Wrong With That” Raeken

wait for me ~

I know what you are.

wip wednesday

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literally all of my other fics are for answering ask cause i’m still not done with answering asks lol, so ig i’ll use this impulsive write that i might finish one day

He couldn’t get enough of it. Couldn’t help but think, in between one short breath and the next, that all those months spent living in his truck was all worth it if it led here. Here where Liam was devouring him like he’s been starving for this, like he wanted this as much as Theo did.

His chemosignals certainly seemed to agree, the beta’s usual sweet vanilla scent infused with lust, a dizzying spike of cinnamon, making Theo’s mouth water for a taste. Liam had one hand on the back of his head, fingers threading in between brown strands, tilting him to one side, deepening the kiss, gliding their tongues together. Theo groaned into it. The arms he planted on either side of Liam’s body threatened to give out.

Liam’s hand slides down to his jaw, separating them just enough to catch their breaths, sharing each other’s air. Little pants were coming out of Liam, his eyes glazed over, faint gold lighting flickered in and out. A pretty flush was sitting high on his face. His mouth stayed slightly open, lips swollen, damp and red where their teeth clashed, giving Theo the urge to lick across those parted lips. He swallowed down that urge, throat working, tasting Liam on his tongue once he did.