Theodore Thatcher

Theo's laughter filled the room, the sound light and genuine. "Ah, Celeste, always keeping me on my toes," he remarked, shaking his head with a dramatic sigh. "You really know how to negotiate, don't you? But alright, 50/50. Only because you drive such a hard bargain." He tapped his chin, feigning contemplation. "Though, maybe we should account for that time you nearly set off the sprinkler system with your 'brilliant' idea of a smoke screen. Or that other time you got distracted by a shiny trinket while we were mid-escape. Ah, memories." As he recounted their past escapades, Theo's mind drifted back, painting vivid images of their adventures. They were thrilling, dangerous, and filled with moments of pure adrenaline. But there were also moments of hilarity, mishaps that could have been disastrous but instead turned into cherished memories. With each recollection, his fondness for Celeste deepened, a reminder of the bond they shared. She wasn't just his partner-in-crime; she was his sister, and their relationship was a mixture of shared secrets, thrilling capers, and mutual trust...well maybe not always trust, they were both thieves after all. Drawing his attention back to the present, Theo smirked, "You know, setting off alarms and tripping over shoelaces? It adds a touch of unpredictability to our escapades. But alright, Your Highness, for you, I promise no alarms and absolutely no tripping." He gave a mock salute, the playful gleam in his eyes making it clear he couldn't make any real promises. The thrill of the chase was unpredictable, after all. "So.....where do we begin?"

The tightening knot in Theo’s chest became almost unbearable as Asher's words cut through the charged air, “I hope you're happy, because we are done.” His brows furrowed, a mix of frustration and confusion painting his features. How could they be ‘done’ when they hadn’t clearly defined what they were in the first place? He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Done? Asher, we never even defined what ‘this’ was!” His voice held a strained note of incredulity, pointing to the undefined nature of their relationship. His mind raced as he tried to make sense of the turmoil, grappling with the pain of having opened up about his past, thinking she would comprehend that such complexities could arise. “I shared things with you, Asher, opened up about my past, thinking you’d understand. I was under the impression we were building something, yet here we are, at a precipice because of a past that I can't change!” Feeling a swell of frustration, Theo’s gaze intensified, the hurt reflecting in his eyes. He felt caught in a whirlwind, the ground shifting beneath him as the two people he had connections with were at odds because of him. “I was honest with you, about everything. I thought that meant something to you!” His voice grew louder, the hurt palpable. The echoes of Evelyn’s departing footsteps were a grim reminder of the chaos that had unfolded, and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss. But it was Asher’s words, her declaration of an end, that stung the most. Theo felt a pull between wanting to reach out to Asher, to clarify, to understand, to work past this, but he didn't know how'd she'd react now. The uncertainty was a bitter taste on his tongue, and he was left standing there, feeling more alone than he had in a long time, watching as the remnants of relationships hung by a fragile thread.

A low growl reverberated from Theo as Evelyn's body convulsed beneath him, her climax triggering his own impending eruption. His heart pounded like a drum inside his chest. The look in his eyes flaring with an insatiable lust, as he rode her through her orgasm. "You feel that, Evelyn?" Theo grunted, his voice strained with the effort to remain articulate. The sensation of her contracting around him sent electric jolts straight to his cock. "That's what you do to me… that's how much I want you," he confesses breathlessly. Witnessing her climax, feeling her reach the pinnacle of pleasure, triggered something feral within him, urging him to follow her over the edge. His every thought, every breath, every fiber of his being was focused on Evelyn and the amazing feeling of her wrapped around him. His breath hitched as he drove into her one last time, his body freezing as the wave of his orgasm crashed over him. "Gods, Evelyn," he groaned, his voice thick with raw, unfiltered pleasure as his hot cum spurted deep within her, filling her up just as she'd demanded. His veins pulsed with the intensity of his release, his body shuddering with the force of it, matching the throbbing in his cock as he came hard and deep within her. As Theo started slowly retracting from her, pulling out in a torturously measured pace, he gave her ass a playful smack, his fingers lingering on her smooth, sweaty skin. "Well I guess that settles it," he breathed out, the words caressing her skin as he ran his hand over the curves of her body. "You're welcome back here in my secret spot anytime." His smirk was laced with promise as he started pulling away from her, his banging heart slowly starting to calm down. The memory of Evelyn calling his name in utter ecstasy, her body quake beneath him, would be forever etched in his mind. After all, it was not every day that an Aphrodite girl challenged Theo and matched him, stride for stride, in their shared dance of pleasure. ~END~ (for now ;) )

The flicker of mischief in Ash's eyes when she lifted the bottle of mead intrigued Theo, but it was her last sentence—veiled in an offer to leave—that resonated within him. Her fingers gliding up his chest felt like a blend of an invitation and a test. Theo's eyes dipped to the bottle, then returned to meet her gaze. "Well turning down company and good mead would be against my principles," he said, stepping aside to allow her entry into the cabin. His charming smile stayed in place, but he felt a subtle shift in the atmosphere. Ash was always at the center of some storm, and her loneliness resonated with a part of him that few ever touched. As Ash entered Theo took a moment to close the door behind her, collecting his thoughts. He gestured toward a couch, an unspoken offer for her to make herself comfortable. "You know, loneliness is a funny thing," he began, slowly uncorking the mead as he moved to sit beside her. He poured a small amount into two cups on a nearby table. "It can make us do unexpected things, take risks we might not otherwise take." His eyes locked onto hers as he handed her a cup. "Here's to unexpected things then," he said, raising his glass for a toast. For Theo, this moment felt like walking a tightrope. His charming exterior concealed a swirl of thoughts—curiosity, hope, and a smidgen of fear—that Aislynn's visit tonight could mean more than just another wild adventure. There was really no telling with this girl, but then again, that was always a part of the fun!

As Asher pulled him close, Theo felt a sudden transformation in his emotional landscape. The raw, vulnerable conversations and newfound intimacy made him question his long-standing notions about his own worth and emotional availability. Asher's words not only resonated deeply within him but also spotlighted an aspect of himself he hadn't consciously recognized. Her suggestion to simply lie together and "keep each other company" was an invitation to sustain that emotional depth. This was a far cry from the fleeting, surface-level interactions he was accustomed to. So, when he agreed, saying, "I can't think of a better way to spend this time," it was as much an acknowledgment of his own emerging feelings as it was a testament to the palpable connection between them. As they lay there, tightly intertwined, Theo felt like he'd crossed an invisible line into unfamiliar but exciting territory. This wasn't just about the thrill of the moment or the physicality of their connection; it was about a genuine emotional exchange, a mutual unveiling of vulnerabilities and desires. And for the first time, he allowed himself to believe that perhaps he was worthy of more than just a fleeting engagement—that maybe he was entering a chapter in his life where he could be both desirous and desired for something deep and meaningful. With a sense of serenity he hadn't felt in years, he whispered back, "Thank you, Asher, for letting me see a side of myself I didn't know existed." As the words left his lips, Theo realized that he was not just thanking Asher, but also acknowledging a transformation within himself—one that made the unknown future an exhilarating prospect rather than a foreboding one. ~End

Theo chuckled as he heard Celeste lay down the challenge. The thought of infiltrating a well-protected jewelry store with a new security system was like Christmas morning for him. It was the kind of challenge that made all the risks and close calls worthwhile. However, his grin lessoned a bit when she mentioned the 60/40 split. Sure, she was the one with the plan, but 60/40? Nawwwww. "A new security system and a watchful guard? Now you're speaking my language. But 60/40?" He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, assuming a posture of mock negotiation. "I think my invaluable expertise and devilishly good looks warrant a little more, don't you think? How about 59/41? It's only fair since I'm pretty much the James Bond of theft." Theo leaned closer to Celeste, nearly whispering as if revealing a deep secret. "You know, we do make quite the pair, you and I. The Princess and the Jester, the two instigators of chaos and sophistication." He chuckled softly, fully embracing the idea of another adventure with Celeste. Theo knew that the duo was unstoppable when they put their minds together, and that sense of invincibility, along with the joy of teasing his sister, made him feel more alive than ever. "So, 59/41, do we have a deal, Your Highness?"

As Asher asked her question Theo felt a brief moment of insecurity; it was a short lapse in his otherwise self-assured demeanor. He had been with other girls before, yes, but this—whatever this was—felt categorically different. It wasn't just about the physical connection; it was the emotional depth, the vulnerability, the raw dialogue that had occurred between them that elevated the experience. Yet, acknowledging that, even to himself, made him feel exposed in a way he wasn't used to. "I've had good experiences," he began cautiously, "but this was different, Asher. This was more than just physical. It was like... like I was connecting with you on a completely different level. Maybe that's the lottery win I'm talking about." Listening to Asher say she felt "relaxed" as though "something has changed" gave him pause. He had thought, perhaps foolishly, that he was the only one who felt the emotional over their connection. To hear her express it even in a somewhat veiled manner, felt like another form of intimacy, one that he hadn't expected but welcomed. "Change can be good," he said, letting his eyes meet hers. "It's a sign of growth, of new beginnings." And as he sat there, still intertwined with her, Theo struggled internally with the crossroads he found himself at. For so long he'd maintained a protective barrier around himself, fueled by past rejections and the belief that he was just a 'good time' in the eyes of others. But Asher was making him rethink those notions? Making him question whether he'd been short-changing himself all along? "Well," he added softly, "here's to hoping we both keep winning lotteries, changing, and figuring out whatever this is" he said smiling at her.

Feeling the emotional temperature spike significantly Theo's desire to try and keep the peace kicked into high gear. He found himself stepping between Evelyn and Asher, his hands outstretched as if he could physically hold the tension at bay. This was probably the most dangerous situation he had been in his whole life. "Okay, let's just hold on a second here," he interjected. He could see the storm brewing in Evelyn's eyes, and the ice in Asher's; neither was a sight he relished. "Evelyn you knew from the start that what we had was never meant to be serious. We both agreed on that," Theo stressed. "I never lied to you about what I was looking for, or what I could offer. You said you didn't want anything serious, so I never offered it. We were on the same page, or so I thought." Theo then turned towards Asher, his eyes meeting hers. In that moment, it was like he could see the fragile thread of their connection strained to its limit. "Asher, you knew I had a past. I told you that before. Life's complicated. I can't change what happened before we met, but I can be honest about how I feel now." His voice was almost pleading, begging her to understand that whatever he had with Evelyn didn't compare to what he felt for her. He felt cornered and for the first time, he could clearly see the cost of his previous carelessness. The toll it was taking on relationships he valued. Here he was, standing between two people who mattered to him in very different ways, and for the first time he wasn't sure what to do next. He just hoped that maybe his genuine words might sink in and spare the two women from fighting each other....or killing him for that matter!

Theo realized that maybe the context behind his words would better explain why he said what he'd said. "You know, I've never really been wanted before for anything long-term," he admitted, his voice rang with a raw honesty he'd rarely shown anyone. "I'm good for a fling, a good time, maybe even as a quick emotional band-aid, but no one's ever looked at me and thought I was something worth keeping around after. That's pretty much been my whole life. So, I've learned not to hope it might be different. And when you said what you said I suppose I misunderstood it and worried perhaps you thought I expected more." He paused as if struggling to find better words to say but failed to do so. "Perhaps you're right, maybe a conversation for another time", he smiled. "I get it, though. What it means to feel like you're standing on a ledge and wondering if anyone down there's got a safety net for you." For a man who had always been in control, who had always dictated the rules of the game, this was uncharted territory. Yet, for the first time, he found that he didn't want to navigate it alone. A smile tugged at the corners of Theo's mouth, given the emotional gravity of Asher's previous comments, her question seemed almost comically understated, but it offered a momentary reprieve from the heavier matters at hand. With a playful glint in his eyes, he leaned in closer to her and said, "How am I feeling? Well, considering I just experienced an earth-shattering moment of pleasure with an incredibly beautiful and complex woman, I'd say I'm somewhere between 'winning the lottery' and 'flying away on a pegasus.' How about you?"

Theo lay there, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath, his body still tingling from the intimate encounter he had just shared with Aislynn. The unexpected delight of their one night stand left him both exhilarated and uncertain about the path ahead. Her wild response to their passion had ignited a fire within him, but he couldn't shake off the doubts that lingered in the corners of his thoughts. As Aislynn's fingers traced patterns across his chest, Theo's heart skipped. Her words, spoken with a playful edge, resonated with a part of him that had been buried beneath layers of caution. The way she called him 'sir' sent a jolt of desire through him, stirring a hunger for more of the intensity they had just shared. He met her gaze, his lips curving into a smile that held a trace of both amusement and longing. Her willingness to be his distraction, her impish demeanor, pulled at a thread of forbidden desire that Theo hadn't realized he had been keeping hidden. Theo's fingers brushed against her cheek, "You have a way of leaving me wanting more, Ash. And I must admit, the distraction you offer is quite tempting." His words carried a hint of a playful smile. Leaning in, he pressed his lips against hers in a lingering kiss, conveying a promise that went beyond mere physical attraction. "I'm up for more of these kind of visits, Ash," he murmured against her lips. "Just know that we're treading uncharted waters here, and I can't predict where this might lead." He pulled back slightly, his fingers tracing a gentle path along her jawline. "But for now, let's enjoy the moment we're in."

Emotionally and physically, this was new ground for both of them, but more so for Asher, and Theo was sensitive to that. He had always been the charmer, the one who could woo and win effortlessly, but tonight was different. Asher's vulnerability, her trust in him, meant something profoundly significant. That it meant so much both surprised and scared him, this wasn't just some one off fling anymore. He caressed the side of her face with tenderness, hoping to reassure her. "Asher," he began softly, "when I said 'I've got you,' I meant in that moment, in your pleasure, in your vulnerability. I would never want you to feel unsafe or uncertain with me." She seemed lost in her thoughts, processing the intensity of their shared experience and perhaps the deeper implications of his words. "You don't owe me anything," he continued, trying to address her unspoken concerns. "This was about us, about pleasure and connection." He hoped she understand that his intentions were genuine. The bond they were forming, the intimacy of the moment, was important to him. Theo leaned in, brushing his lips against Asher forehead in a gentle kiss. The atmosphere in the room had shifted from raw passion to something more delicate – a mixture of vulnerability, understanding, and burgeoning trust. He took her hand, intertwining their fingers, wanting her to feel connected, not just in a physical sense, but emotionally too. "Whatever you're feeling, whatever you're thinking," he whispered, "you can share it with me. Always." He hoped his words would provide comfort, allowing them both to navigate the complexities of what had transpired and what might come next.

Theo's eyes darkened with intense desire, fueled by Asher's plea. The raw authenticity in her voice, paired with her vulnerability, drove him further into a fervor. She was revealing her deepest desires to him, and he felt both honored and compelled to fulfill them. Picking up the pace and thrusting with more force now, each movement was calculated. Every angle meant to push her towards the very edge she seemed so tantalizingly close to. "Anything for you," he whispered into her ear before leaning back slightly, allowing him a better angle to see and play with her most sensitive areas as he continued his deep thrusts. Theo reach between them, his fingers danced over Asher's clit, applying the perfect blend of pressure and speed, designed to help tip her over into ecstasy. "You look breathtakingly beautiful lost in pleasure beneath me like this" Theo teased. He reveled in every moan, every shiver, and every whispered plea that spilled from her lips now. "That's it, Asher," he groaned, voice laced with passion, "Let go. I've got you." He aimed to usher her towards the precipice of ecstasy, determined to be the one who showed her the heights of pleasure she'd never known before.

The weight of Asher's words hung heavy in the air, the tension between the three of them palpable. Theo stood frozen for a moment, trying to grasp the depth of the emotions and accusations that had just been thrown around. Evelyn's hurt and Asher's cold, calculated fury were both directed at him, and he felt trapped between two powerful forces. Theo tried to collect himself. His relationship with Evelyn had been uncomplicated and carefree, and he had never anticipated that it would lead to such turmoil. But his connection with Asher was different. It was raw, intense, and something he had never experienced before. He felt a pang of regret for not having been more forthcoming with Evelyn about his feelings for Asher. Theo took another deep breath, struggling to find the right words. "Asher," he began, his voice filled with emotion, "I've never claimed to be a saint. But with you, it was different. It is different!" He met her gaze, trying to convey the depth of his sincerity. Turning then to Evelyn he continued. "I'm sorry, I never meant for things to turn out this way. You and I... we had something fun, light, and it was what we both wanted at the time. But things change, feelings change." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "I met Asher and well...something just... clicked. But that doesn’t excuse the way I've been distant or the way I've hurt you." Theo, feeling a momentary boost of confidence now and thinking he could lighten the tense atmosphere with a bit of wit, cleared his throat and said, "You know, they say when two women fight over a man, it's not a testament to his worth, but to his audacity." He flashed what he believed to be a charming grin, hoping for a couple of amused smiles.

Theo relished the weight of the challenge she presented; it was invigorating. The knowledge that Asher wanted to experience new heights with him was not only arousing but profoundly intimate. "With pleasure," he murmured, voice dripping with anticipation. With newfound determination, he adjusted his angle, thrusting deeper and hitting just the right spot inside her. The slow, teasing rhythm he'd maintained up to that point transformed into something more fervent and powerful. Each thrust was calculated, intended to draw out the maximum pleasure from her body. He paid careful attention to her reactions, allowing them to guide him, ensuring he maintained a perfect balance between passion and tenderness. Theo's free hand slid underneath Asher, gripping her hip, anchoring them together as he moved in perfect sync with her. He could feel the delicious tension in her muscles, the unmistakable signs that she was on the edge. "You 'want to be screaming my name' huh?" Theo said huskily, every word punctuated with a deliberate, deep thrust. "Hold on, love, because by the end of this, you'll not only be screaming it, but you'll remember this night every time you hear it." This last part he whispered into her ear, knowing it would get a response. Theo's teeth then grazed Asher's sensitive spot on her neck, eliciting a shiver from her with each delicate nibble. His fingers sought out her most intimate spots, circling and teasing, ensuring that every touch was driving her closer to the brink. The sultry atmosphere, heightened by the candlelight and their combined arousal, acted as a potent aphrodisiac, pushing Theo to tap into depths of passion and skill he hadn't realized he possessed. With every movement, every touch, he was determined to push Asher towards the crescendo of pleasure she craved.

Theo's heart raced when he recognized Aislynn's silhouette through the dim light filtering from the cabin's window. Her presence always elicited a certain excitement, given their history. Opening the door, the glimmer in her eyes, familiar yet different, was immediately apparent to him. "Late night visit, Ash?" he drawled, his signature charming grin gracing his lips. He leaned against the doorframe, letting his eyes linger on her for a moment. But beyond the charisma, he felt a deep twinge of concern. The undercurrents of vulnerability in her gaze struck him. Their wild escapade had been intense, passionate, and impulsive - a meeting of two souls seeking refuge in the whirlwind of Camp Half-Blood. Yet, as always, Theo felt a mix of emotions; while there was undeniable chemistry, there was also the fear of treading too close to someone's emotional walls. "Can't say I ever expected to see you here at this hour," he continued. There was a pull, a magnetic force drawing him to her, and he felt the urge to bridge the gap between them. But Theo restrained himself, realizing that their past escapades could blur the lines of what she might be seeking tonight. "Of course, you don't always need a reason to drop by," he said softly, trying to gauge her intent. "But something tells me tonight's different." He paused, searching her eyes, silently beckoning her to open up. Theo might have been a charmer, but he also recognized the fragility of human connections, and right now, he was treading on delicate ground.

The throbbing desire within Theo seemed to sync up perfectly with Evelyn's pleas. The pace at which she demanded him only fueled his determination to delve even deeper into their shared pleasure. With each thrust, he felt a primal urge to claim her, to mark her with the intensity of their passion. "You want rough?" he hissed between gritted teeth, leveraging his strength and holding her hips with a vice-like grip, he slid in deeper, causing their bodies to merge in an even more intimate embrace.. "You have no idea how rough I can be, Evelyn." Evelyn's challenge and moans served as a siren's call, urging Theo to unleash the full force of his desires. With a firmer grip on her hips, he began delivering powerful, unyielding thrusts, each one echoing the intensity of their escalating passion. "Feel that?" he growled, reveling in the way she responded to each deep penetration, "That's just the beginning." His other hand roamed her body, pinching and teasing sensitive spots, wanting to elicit every possible gasp and cry from her, a testament to his prowess. Finally, driven by a primal urge, Theo leaned in and bit down on Evelyn's delicate neck, marking her. "Now you'll always remember this moment and how badly you wanted me." Evelyn's body became a canvas on which Theo painted a masterpiece of sex. The scent of their combined arousal hung thick in the air driving him even further into a realm of pure, raw lust. "You asked for this," he whispered huskily, increasing his tempo to an even faster pace, pushing both of them closer to the edge of release. Each forceful thrust from Theo made Evelyn's cheeks reverberate with a resonating slap, the sound echoing through the cave. "I hope you're ready to shatter, because I won't stop until you're completely undone beneath me" he swore.

"Jester of Hermes eh?" Theo laughed, pushing off from where he leaned. "Better a jester who brings joy than a princess who's so easily annoyed." Despite the playful banter he couldn't help but be intrigued by the fidget toy she held. Even if it wasn't as glamorous as some of the trinkets he swiped the toy did look amusing. Yet her challenge had struck a chord within him. She was calling him out and though it was all in good fun Theo had always prided himself on being brave and cunning. He took a step closer standing over Celeste, his blue eyes locked onto hers. "Scared? Me? You must be confusing me with someone else, princess," he said narrowing his eyes slightly but with a smirk playing on his lips. "And planning together? Hmm... I think I like the sound of that. Two mischievous minds are better than one." The captivating sound of the toy brought Theo out of their verbal duel for a moment. Watching it spin, he thought of all the opportunities for mischief and pranks it could provide. It was mesmerizing. Finally, he took a step back, his hands raised in a mock surrender. "Alright, alright, I concede. You've got yourself a partner-in-crime for the next outing," Theo declared, chuckling lightly. Despite their teasing deep down he truly enjoyed the bond he shared with Celeste. They were siblings after all, bound by a mutual thirst for fun and chaos. "What did you have in mind, Your Highness."

The slight challenge in Asher's voice, mixed with her candid honesty, thrilled Theo. Her approach reminded him of the fierce, independent spirit she possessed in other aspects of her life. He loved that even in this vulnerable moment, she retained that spark. It made him want her even more, if that was possible. Taking a moment to appreciate her answer, he felt a slow smile spread across his face. The playful challenge she had thrown his way was exhilarating. "I'd be more than happy to show you," Theo murmured, his voice husky with raw desire. As he spoke, he slowly and deliberately aligned himself with her entrance. Taking a deep breath, he pushed forward just a fraction, letting her feel the pressure without fully entering her. He wanted to build the anticipation, let the hunger between them grow even more intense. Theo leaned in closer, brushing his lips against Asher's earlobe, his hot breath causing a shiver to run down her spine. "I promise, by the end of the night, you'll know exactly what you want and how you want it," he whispered tantalizingly. Maintaining eye contact, Theo gently pressed further, entering her inch by deliberate inch, savoring the sensation of her warmth enveloping him. His self-control was being tested to the limits, every nerve in his body tingling with pleasure. The intimacy of the moment, combined with Asher's trust, made it all the more powerful. "I want you to feel every inch, every heartbeat, every moment," he confessed, his voice shaky from the intensity of his emotions. He continued at a languid pace, allowing them both time to adjust and savor the depth of their connection. The world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them lost in a dance of passion and longing. Theo leaned in, the warmth of his breath skimming across the delicate curve of Asher's collarbone, causing her skin to prickle in anticipation. With each slow, deliberate thrust deep inside her, he trailed a path of searing kisses up her neck. Pausing, he felt the thrum of her pulse beneath his lips, a sweet rhythm in tune with their synchronized movements. His teeth grazed gently over a particularly sensitive spot, a mix of pleasure and slight pain. The sensation of being filled by him combined with every bite, every lingering kiss along that sensitive part of her was all meant to send electric shocks of pleasure through Asher. Theo paused, "Well, how's this for a hands-on demonstration from an 'expert'?" he teased playfully. "Is my executive satisfied with this business merger so far?" Theo didn't know much about the business world but hoped his playful banter would find its mark.

Theo's body shuddered with pleasure as Asher pulled on his hair, a gesture that revealed a hidden confidence beneath her shyness. The question she asked, the way she bit her lip, and the breathless quality of her voice all mingled together to create an intense, almost dizzying effect on him. He could feel her surrendering to the experience, growing more comfortable with her own desire, and it only fueled his own need to make her feel incredible. "I'm going to take you to places you've never been, make you feel things you've never felt before," Theo whispered against her ear, his voice dripping with promise. As he spoke, his fingers continued their dance, seeking out every secret, hidden spot that made her shiver with pleasure. He longed to see her lose control. With his other hand, he continued to guide hers, letting her explore and discover what brought him pleasure. Thankfully, being a demigod his endurance was much greater than the average mortal, and he planned to throughly enjoy Asher in every way possible tonight. He could sense her growing more comfortable, more adventurous, and he wanted to take their connection to the next level. He could feel her need, her desire, matching his own, and it was time to take that step. With a gentle yet firm motion, he shifted their bodies, positioning them in missionary. Teasingly, he took his aroused cock and rubbed it over her wetness. The head brushing against her sensitive clit before moving down to explore her folds. He watched her face, her eyes, looking for any signs of discomfort or uncertainty, but all he saw was a longing that mirrored his own. "Are you ready to feel me inside you? Tell me what you want, Asher," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Tell me how you want me...." The words were a challenge, an invitation, and he knew that she was strong enough, bold enough to take it. He continued to move against her, his cock sliding over her pussy, each movement a tantalizing promise of what was to come.

The unexpected sound of Asher's voice sent a shockwave through Theo's already tangled emotions. His heart leapt in his chest as he turned to face her, her simple greeting laden with unspoken tension and hidden meaning. His mind raced to process the complex web of emotions he was caught in. On one hand, Evelyn's desperate need for answers and reassurance weighed heavily on him, and on the other, Asher's cool, controlled demeanor hinted at a deep well of unspoken emotions. His connection with Asher was different, deeper, and more meaningful, and it was tearing at him to see her so visibly affected. But he couldn't deny that Evelyn had meant something to him too, once upon a time. With an almost practiced ease, Theo's smooth-talking nature took over. "Asher, lovely to see you again," he said, his voice betraying none of the chaos he felt inside. He let go of Evelyn and turned fully to face Asher, his eyes locked with hers, searching for some hint of understanding, some clue to what she was really feeling. He knew he needed to handle this situation with care, to navigate the delicate balance between the two women in his life. "You look as radiant as ever," he continued, his words filled with genuine admiration but also a touch of deflection. He was dancing around the issue, trying to maintain control of a situation that felt like it was slipping through his fingers. "I hope you've been well." His eyes flicked back to Evelyn, a silent apology in his gaze. He knew he needed to address her concerns too, to assure her that their relationship, though changed, was not forgotten. But for now, Asher commanded his attention, her presence a magnetic force he couldn't ignore. The delicate game of emotions he was playing was threatening to unravel, and he knew he had to tread carefully if he wanted to preserve his relationship with Asher which meant so much to him.

The moment Asher's hand tentatively wrapped around his member, Theo's breath caught in his throat. He was acutely aware of every nerve ending, every point of contact where her skin met his, sending pulses of heat through his body. "Just like that," he gasped out, encouraging her. "I like it when you stroke me slowly, it feels... incredible." His voice was barely more than a low, husky whisper. Her touch was tentative and slightly uncertain, but there was an authenticity about it that Theo found incredibly enticing. She was unpracticed, but her willingness to learn and the intimacy of the moment created an electric atmosphere. Theo's eyes were locked onto Asher's, their gaze creating a silent communication as he guided her hand along his length. He tried to stay focused on the sensations he was creating for Asher, but the feel of her hand around him was a delicious distraction. Theo gently guided her hand, showing her how to vary her grip and rhythm, exploring what he liked and gauging her reaction as she discovered new ways to pleasure him. The gentle friction of her hand moving up and down his length was intoxicating. Every touch, every stroke, brought him closer to the brink, but he fought back, wanting to prolong this exquisite sensation. In the soft glow of the candles, Asher looked beautiful, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and anticipation. "That feels incredible, Asher, just keep going at your own pace. Feel free to explore..." he murmured, his gaze never leaving hers. Meanwhile, Theo didn't stop his own exploration. His fingers continued to glide across her wetness, stroking and teasing her sensitive nub. He was entirely attuned to her, the way her body moved, the sounds she made, and the rhythm of her breathing. His thumb continued to apply gentle pressure on her clit while his fingers delved deeper into her warmth, curling to stroke the sensitive spot within. He wanted to push her over the edge, to see her unravel beneath his touch. Emboldened by her hand on him, Theo leaned down to recapture her lips in a passionate kiss, his other hand coming up to cup her breast. He gave her nipple a teasing tweak, the contrast of pleasure from her hand on his cock and his fingers on her clit proving to be a powerful combination. Theo murmured against her lips, his voice filled with a heavy, raw desire. "You're doing amazing, Asher... I want to feel you come undone under my touch."

The moment Theo heard Evelyn's voice he felt a pang of uncertainty. The way she held onto him reminded him of the times they'd spent together their playful banter and their careless intimacy. Yet as she continued to speak Theo could tell something was different...off even. It was like a silent plea for understanding that he'd never heard from her before. Theo glanced down at her seeing the desperation in her eyes, confusion, maybe even hurt? 'Oh boy, how do I even begin to unpack all this?' he thought to himself. Their relationship had always been a game. A fun, meaningless distraction, devoid of any emotional weight. So what had changed with Evelyn? The mention of his recent venture out into the world brought back a rush of memories, images of another girl, not Evelyn.....but Asher! Asher who was more than just a city fling, who had meant so much to him, and still did. 'Could this situation get any worse?!?' He was just about to respond to Evelyn when she mentioned Asher's name and his gaze shot back towards the newcomer. 'Oh shit it can!!' There she was strolling around the grounds with that familiar look of cool indifference. His heart did a funny little flip at the sight of her. 'gods she's amazing!' Suddenly Evelyn's grip on him felt like a trap, her questions an interrogation. He didn't want to hurt her, but he couldn't ignore the pull he felt towards Asher either. "Evelyn," Theo started to say. "It's not you, and....it's not something you did." He paused not sure how to continue. "I've... well, things have changed a bit for me. You know how life outside of camp can be....." he added hoping his vague words would be enough to pacify her without having to reveal too much.

Theo continued to explore her body, his fingers moving with increasing urgency. Her moans and gasps were music to his ears, and he couldn't help but feel himself becoming more aroused by the moment. He was intoxicated by the scent of her arousal, the feel of her skin beneath his fingers. Theo was determined to make this a night they would both remember forever. As Asher wrapped her arms around him, Theo felt a sense of connection that he had never experienced before. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with gentle insistence. He could feel her desire building, and he knew that he was doing something right. Her body was tense beneath him, and he could feel her need for release. He continued to explore her with his fingers. Exploring her slowly at first, savoring the feel of her body responding to his touch. He could feel her walls tightening around him, and he knew that she was close. Theo took Asher's hand and brought it down near to his aroused cock. "If you want, you can touch me too, I'm aching to feel your touch on my body. I know this is all new to you, take your time, explore and touch what ever you'd like at your own pace too. I want this night to be special for you." he said softly. The candle light in the room dancing across his face.

Theo continued to explore Asher's body, his mind was filled with a mix of excitement, curiosity, and a deep desire to please her. He wanted to make every touch and kiss was a reflection of the connection they had begun to make. He reveled in the way her body responded to his touch, her gasp of surprise and the slight twitching sending a thrill through him. He looked into her eyes, recognizing her silent plea for explanation, and he responded with a gentle smile, his voice filled with reassurance, "I'm here with you, Asher. Let go of any worries or expectations. Trust me, and I'll show you a world of pleasure." Theo's lips traced a path of fiery kisses along Asher's neck, pausing only to nibble on skin. With Asher's trust and guidance, Theo allowed his instincts to guide his actions. With a combination of skill and tenderness Theo began to continue exploring the folds of her sex. He paid careful attention to her reactions, adjusting his touch and speed to elicit the most exquisite pleasure. His thumb continued to circle her clit, the sensation intensifying with each passing moment. He did this as he also continued to kiss along Asher's neck; this time with a purpose. As he kissed the tender spot just beneath her jaw, he then gently sucked on it, his lips applying just enough pressure to potentially leave a mark. He wanted to leave a small piece of himself on her skin, a secret shared just between them. As Theo continued to touch and tease Asher he couldn't help but notice the throbbing desire pulsing through him, his own arousal becoming undeniable as his actions became more intense. Causing his cock to grow harder with each tantalizing touch and intimate connection he was sharing with Asher. "How does this feel?" he asked, checking in on her, he wanted to pay attention to her feelings and make this time special.

Hearing Asher's admission, a sense of warmth filled Theo. He was the first to make her feel anything? his chest swell with an emotion he couldn't quite put a name to. Perhaps it was a sense of pride, or maybe it was something more tender, more intimate. All he knew was that he wanted to ensure this night was something neither of them would forget. He continued his trail of kisses, working his way from her neck, along the sensitive skin of her collarbone, and then lower, to her breasts. When his lips made contact with her nipple, his fingers gently began teasing the other. The taste of her skin on his lips was intoxicating, stirring a deep desire within him. His hands explored the curvature of her body, tracing the dips and swells with a reverent touch. His fingers moved to her waist, tracing lazy circles on her skin before traveling lower, grazing her thigh, and then slowly, hesitantly, moved towards her sex. He was guided by her reactions, the breathy moans and gentle sighs serving as his compass. As his fingers made contact with her wetness, Theo swallowed, his heartbeat thundering in his ears. He gently explored her, learning the folds of her sex with a sense of awe. His thumb found her clit, rubbing it gently in circular motions. He watched her face, looking for any signs of desire. He wanted this experience to be enjoyable for her, something she would look back on with fondness. "You're so beautiful, Asher," he whispered into her ear. "Tell me what feels good... what you like."