Give your all to me, I'll give my all to you

-John Legend

When Theo came to pick me up, he was visibly shaking. I asked him what was wrong and he replied with a nothing. He didn't speak to me the whole ride. When I pulled his hand away from the steering wheel and intertwined our fingers, I saw him breathing deeply. His eyes held the same panicked look they had held when he'd first seen Noah. They held a panic of some kind of realization.

He'd gulped hard when we'd got out of the car and I'd hugged him. He was behaving very weirdly, and that was worrying me. I couldn't take it anymore. "Theo, please talk to me."

He closed his eyes as if in pain, and then he buried his face in my neck, holding me tighter than ever, afraid I'd disappear if he let me go. I rubbed his back, letting him walk us to the lift. He didn't leave me once, clasping me the entire way to the penthouse. When he didn't make a move to punch in the code, I did. The automated voice greeted us as I closed the door behind me. He still didn't let go.

"Theo, please, I'm worried. What's wrong?"

He mumbled something in my neck but I couldn't make out the words. I tried to pull his head away from my neck but his hold tightened.

"Baby," I sighed. "How will I fix things up if you don't tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong." He mumbled, clearer this time. "You don't have to fix anything up."

"What's the matter then? Why are you behaving like this?"

"I just want to hold you. I don't want to let you go."

My heart softened. "You don't have to. I'm not going anywhere."

When he finally pulled his face away from my neck and looked in my eyes, he looked so vulnerable that I wanted to curl him into a ball and become his shield to protect him. His expression was soft, so raw, so unguarded that I wanted to push him behind me and protect him like he always did.

His thumb stroked my cheek, I leaned into his touch. "You are so beautiful."

He bent down to press his lips to mine. He seemed hesitant at first, but when I kissed him back with the same velocity his lips picked up pace. His hand went into my hair, holding my head, tilting it to the side. When I stood on my toes to get a better angle, he grabbed my waist and picked me up. My legs dangled in the air as I clutched his shirt. His arms tightened, I knew he would not let me fall.

"You are everything to me, you know that right? You are my source of happiness, you are the reason I want to wake up everyday, you're the one, Mia, the only one."

"Theo-"

"I cannot imagine my life without you. I cannot imagine a second when you're not there in my life. You are the one who makes it beautiful. You are my angel, you're the only one I want to wake up next to."

I cupped his face, my eyes shining with unshed tears.

"I love you."

My hand dropped down from his cheek to my side.

"It's you, it has always been you. There's no one else for me. I love you, angel."

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't say anything. I felt him slipping away from me. Just like the time when he'd asked me if I wanted him and I couldn't say anything, no words came out of my mouth. I stood still as a statue.

"You don't have to say it back." He assured me. "I just wanted you to know."

I had no control over the tears that fell down from my eyes. I wanted to tell him how much I appreciated him, I wanted to tell him how perfect he was and how much he meant to me, but I didn't. I couldn't.

Because I was a coward.

"Why are you crying?" I wiped off the tears that had fallen down from her eyes. She was still the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen, the one who had stolen my heart.

"I-I-" She clutched my shirt and pulled me closer. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

"I want to say it back. You deserve everything, I want to be able to say it back to you, Theo." She sniffled. "But I'm scared."

"Shh." Her glossy eyes twisted my heart painfully. "I will always be here, and nothing would ever change the fact that I love you. You will say it to me when you're sure and confident. I would never force you."

Honestly, it felt good saying those words out loud. It felt good telling her my true feelings. I was upset that she didn't say it back, but deep down I'd known she wouldn't. She was broken, even though she'd picked up most pieces and moved on from her past, she was still broken. She was still hesitant because of how her parents had ended up. I wanted to tell her that this was our story, that we were nothing like her parents, but I didn't.

I didn't stop her when she pressed her lips to mine. When I cupped her face, I could feel her tears beneath my palm. "Please stop crying."

"I-I can't." She hiccuped. "Why the fuck am I so selfish. Why do I always have to ruin everything."

"You've not ruined anything. Nothing is ruined. I'm still here and I'm still not letting you go anywhere."

She kissed me again. "I hate that I'm so broken that I cannot say those words back to you."

"You will, one day." I whispered. That was a lie. I didn't know if she would say them back. I didn't want to think of that possibility. She had a record of running away when I poured out my heart to her, and I was waiting for her to turn back and run.

But she didn't. She pressed herself closer to me, standing on her toes and pinning her lips on mine. Her lips were smooth like silk, tasting of strawberries and chocolate. Her hands grabbed my hands and placed them around her waist. That awakened something deep inside me.

Desire.

The need for her. The need to worship her. The need to mark her mine. The need to love her.

Her small hands fumbled with the buttons on my shirt. I clumsily threw it away, not once breaking our lips. I grabbed her hips, picking her up, almost running to my bedroom. I didn't care where Tobias was, I didn't care how long it would be before he'd be back, all I cared about was her, me, us.

She pulled me on top of her when I laid her down on the bed and flipped me over as soon as I settled. She kissed my jaw, pulled my bottom lip in her teeth, looked up at me with her flirty innocent eyes, and sucked a spot on my neck. She got up on her knees, straddling my waist, her core directly on top of my length making me see stars, and removed her top.

I got up as well, taking her lips again. I reached behind her to unclasp her bra, she removed the straps and threw it away. She pushed me on the bed again, but before she could lay on top of me, I flipped her over. Her eyes mirrored mine, hooded, desire flooding in both of our orbs.

My hands came up to grab her globes and she arched into me, pushing them further in my hands. "Let me love you, angel. Let me worship you. "

"Love me." She replied breathlessly.

I latched on her nipple, flicking it with my tongue, squeezing the other one with my hand. Her skin was soft, so soft, and I greedily took it all. She tugged at my hair, her eyes closing as she groaned. She bit her hand to stop her moans.

I tugged her hand away. "Let it out, baby. Say my name."

"The-oh!

I licked the valley between her breasts and sunk my face in there. She was the most intoxicating right here, in this spot. I fluttered kisses down her ribs, the flat line of her stomach. My tongue twirled around her navel, my hands coming up to rest on her shorts, and I stopped.

"I need to know this is what you want. Tell me you want this." I whispered against her skin. "We don't have to do this right now, okay? If you're-"

"I need you. I want this. I want you, please."

I unbuttoned her shorts, my eyes not leaving her face, searching for any kind of hesitancy or regret, anything to tell me she didn't want this. I found none.

I got up from the bed to take a glance at her. Her blonde hair was sprawled over the pillow, contrasting against the black color, her round fleshy breasts still perked up, eyes closed, mouth open slightly. She was breathtaking.

I slid the shorts down her long legs, taking her in. "Open for me, angel."

I spread her legs wide, enough for me to take a glimpse of her soaking wet panties. She shivered when I pressed a kiss to the inner side of her thigh, rubbing my palms on her legs. I lightly traced her core through her underwear and she arched.

"You're so wet, I haven't even done anything and you're already so wet for me." I grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Then I slowly tugged at the ends of her panties, still looking at her face. They pooled at her feet and she kicked them away.

"I love you. I will always love you." I whispered to her. She opened her eyes to look at me as I spread her legs again. I bent down on my knees, my eyes taking in the most intimate part of her, and I pressed a kiss there.

"Theo,"

My tongue peeked out to taste her. Just one taste. But she was too addicting, too tempting. I wanted more, I needed more. So I coiled my hand around her waist to keep her in place, and took another. She moaned dangerously loud, but I didn't stop. My tongue lapped at her juices, taking in everything she was giving me. Her breathing increased, her hands tugging at my roots, making me groan against her core.

She tasted like a drug. My fingers rubbed against her, entering her, pleasuring her. "Baby, fuck, you're so fucking tight."

"Theo!"

She withered in pleasure when I plunged my middle finger inside her. She thrashed against me, pushing my head between her legs further. I smiled, grabbing her thighs, blowing on her clitoris, taking in her sensitive bud in my mouth and sucking, hard with a hum.

"Baby," Her eyes were closed, moans escaping her swollen lips.

I felt her walls clenching. I felt her before she felt it. "Cum for me, angel."

I blew on her heat, making her clench harder. She moaned one last time before she climaxed. Her rugged groans of pleasure were making me harder than I already was. Her juices covered my tongue, my fingers, my hand. She opened her eyes to look at me, and I brought my fingers to my mouth, deliberately sucking on them while looking at her. Her eyes darkened.

I got up, not able to take it longer. I slid my pants down along with my boxers, walking over to the nightstand, opening the drawer. And I heard her cough.

She gasped and coughed harder. I looked over at her, alarmed. Her eyes were on my cock, wide like saucers. "Fuck," She whispered softly, that was not meant for me to hear. I smirked.

"That-th-that's not going-"

"It will." I smirked wider. "It will fit, angel. It was made for you."

I slid the condom over my length, running a hand through my hair, walking over to her. I kissed her lips when I lay on top of her, my dick teasing her opening. She whimpered against my mouth, reaching out to clasp my back and pull me closer. I reached down to grab my cock and place it against her opening.

"You're the only one."

And I entered her.

We both moaned at the same time. We both moved forward to connect our lips the same time. I filled her up slowly, letting her adjust to my size. She arched when I was halfway through, her legs wrapping around my hips and pushing me further inside her. I grabbed the headboard for support, her hands coiling around my biceps, not closing fully.

"Open your eyes, angel, look at me." Her blue eyes dark with desire met my hooded ones.

I moved. I pulled myself out of her, entering her again. She pulled my hair making me arch my neck and pressed a hard kiss there. I groaned.

"Theo, please, harder, faster, I want more."

I picked up pace, clutching the headboard tighter than ever when she kissed my neck again. She clenched around me, making my dick twitch. "Fuck, do that again."

She clenched around me again, this time harder, and my head dropped down on hers, sweat clinging on both of ours skin. Our bodies meshed together, intertwining, coiling. She smelt like me and I smelt like her. She was mine and I was hers, always. I would always be hers, only hers. She owned me, body, mind and soul. She owned every single part of me. I didn't have anything that wasn't hers, I didn't have anything because everything was hers.

"Fuck, Mia! You feel so fucking good." I kissed her neck, grazing my teeth against her skin.

We reached our climax the same time. She came before I did, and I'd buried my face in her neck, exploding inside her. She pulled me close, her legs still hooked around my hips. I was still inside her, and neither of us made a move to change that. I looked in her eyes, searching for something, anything. The desire in her blue orbs had reduced a bit, replaced my something so strong I couldn't place a word to it.

"I love you, angel. You're everything, always."

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