Chapter 15: Showers & Trysts, Plays & Spades!

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CHAPTER SYNAPSIS: Theo needs a fix a situation he honestly doesn't really regret but is still affecting him. Liam is the key. All the while Madison works on the sowing of plans and the building of a better wolf…

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Theo was beyond frustrated.

Ever since his woodly encounter with Madison a week ago, he hasn't been able to get off by himself… At all, really. Even for a teenager of his willpower, was not an ideal situation — especially for his inner coywolf, whom were writhing beneath the surface at the situation,

To top it off, Theo was in a near constant state of arousal and frustration, which, for someone who could tear apart steel, probably isn't the best situation to be in. That frustration turning to anger and expediting how quick it took to piss him off is the only realestic reaction to such a state. It definitely did not make it better that he was a teenager with needs not being met — In fact, he reckon it only made things worse.

'And Hazel hadn't been to school since that day, either, so I can only assume that Madison is more active nowadays,' Theo thought, with slightly clenched fists. 'She hasn't reached out to me — Or Derek. I've checked. No response. And, according to her parents, she's on a trip cross-country with her grandfather, but I'd have to be an idiot to think that's true. She doesn't even like leaving the house much, most definitely not with someone. I imagine the whole point of her Hazel persona is to socialize and be normal. If she went through all that to avoid social interactions, I doubt even her grandfather could get her to do a cross country trip that will involve interacting with even more strangers.

'I'd be worried if I didn't know just how powerful she was, though. That said, I miss her. Is it my fault? Did I do something she didn't like?'

Theo let out a sigh. He didn't know the answers to many of that. He just had to trust that whenever she was ready, things would return to normal.

'It also sucks that I can't relieve any pent up frustration, and I am almost certain Madison is the one responsible,' Theo thought to himself while ignoring what Mr. Harris was teaching. 'I feel like I'm in a constant state of needing to release but find myself unable to. They're so full down there…And that guy over there is not helping my case.'

Theo spared a look out the window where a shirtless, muscular Liam Dunbar was doing runs around the football field. From where Theo was seated, he had the perfect, undisturbed view and it was doing things to his bisexual brain.

He could see Liam's sweaty torso. The beginning of hair dotting his chest. The impressive treasure trail that hinted at something good.

See, Theo knew that this beta was the solution to his current problem. Madison had said it herself. Only her word or Liam's permission would let him cum. And that knowledge terrified him.

He knew he liked Liam the moment he saw him. It was why he teased the angry beta so much—He had an embarrassingly heavy crush on him. Not that he'll ever say that to the beta's face anytime soon.

He knew he could finally get release if he just asked the beta to let him cum.

Unfortunately, his pride had not let him do this—Not at all in the week since whatever psychic curse Madison placed on was placed.

But Theo was losing it.

He went to bed hard, woke up harder, then had to re-adjust himself at school at least 30 times everyday—And that's before 3rd period even came around. He's been counting.

And, in his frustration, he's much more meaner, more snappy, much more easily agitated and much more violent-prone than usual—As learned by the other chimeras he was training.

When they were sparring, he was much harder on them than usual—He had to stop training mid-session the night prior because his fist were too heavy, too fast and left way too big of bruises on the others.

It was a wake up call. It was humiliating. And Theo had to give them an off for the rest of the week just so they could heal from his blows he dealt them the night prior.

Talk about losing control.

And the worst part? Every time he managed to jerk one off, not only is he physically unable to get to completion, he also can't find any type of relief afterwards, either. And any seed he had managed to build up would only increase what was already stored by earlier efforts.

It was beyond frustrating and left him just even harder than when he begun. It was basically torture.

And maddeningly arousing. Kind of hot, too.

He'll never say that last part to Madison, though. He was almost certain she would make whatever this is permanent if he did. She was crazy like that.

"Mister Raeken?" Mr. Harris asked, bringing Theo's attention from where he was watching shirtless Liam jog around the field, to the front of the classroom, all eyes on him. "I asked you a question?"

"Yes, sorry, what's up?" Theo asked, his face flush with embarrassment.

"What is the process of Mitosis?" Mr. Harris asked, bored. "Specifically, its stages. Do you know the answer?"

"Seven stages," Theo stated, mind having memorized this lesson a hundred times prior. He was ahead of his class; her perfectionist ensured he'd never get left behind—Especially in something as simple as AP Biology. "Interphase. Prophase. Late Prophase. Metaphase. Anaphase. Telophase. And Cytokinesis."

A pause passed through the classroom, as the teacher, surprised by Theo's answer, nodded.

"Very good, Mister Raeken," Mr. Harris adjusted his glasses. "Try to focus on the lesson more rather than the outside field in your daydreaming, and you'd be a perfect student."

A light laugh passed through the class at that, much to Theo's annoyance. He wanted to rip their faces off, starting with Mr. Harris. He probably could do it, too. He evem briefly wondered if he could get away with it, but he just internally shook his head.

Theo showed nothing of his thoughts, his face perfectly blank and unreadable.

'I am a perfect student,' Theo thought indignantly. 'You're just an ill-perfect teacher.'

Theo did his best to pay attention to the rest of the lesson—It was hard, though, because he was hard. He had to re-adjust himself at least 9 more times throughout the rest of the class period.

When Theo looked at the field again, he noticed the other students were already gone. Most of the athletes must've already went to the locker rooms. But Liam — Liam was still running laps.

'The first to get there, and the last to leave,' Theo thought to himself in what he considered approval. 'Him and Madison are both hardworking. Do I have a type or something?'

Theo shook his head as the bell suddenly rang.

Theo was wanted more than anything than to claim the two of them as his own. If he had to claim Liam first then Madison, he'd be okay with that. But, in his mind, he would definitely have both.

'First I have to intercept Liam though,' Theo thought. 'He'll probably be the last person in the locker room, so it shouldn't be that hard to get to him.'

So, when the bell rung, he was the first out the door, rushing down the hall to the locker rooms.

He followed Liam's scent to an open locker, where sweaty clothes were aired out in. The sound of a shower being on in a single stall let him know Liam was showering.

He saw the sweaty, dirty jockstrap and felt the overwhelming urge to inhale its nutritious secrets.

His hand reached for it before his mind could stop him. The instinctive urge to sniff was almost overpowering. And, as Theo began raising the sweaty drawers to his face—to his nose—he had to physically stop his hand from reaching it halfway there.

And, even then, he could practically taste the strong, masculine scent of Liam that not many are even able to get close enough to get a whiff of. It was right there. All he had to do was bring it all the way to his nose and he'd be able to—

To what? Find pleasure? Find release? Feel good? Somehow, Theo doubted that Liam's soiled undies alone would achieve any of that.

'If what Madison said about this psychic alteration so as it truly is, then I would need Liam's direct verbal word just to be able to cream,' Theo thought, in his moment of clarity. 'But, still, since I'm already halfway here... Liam is just beyond that wall. I could just join him in the shower....'

Theo chose to inhale the scent coming off the dirty jockstrap, the unique smell of seed, piss and sweat and something so uniquely Liam setting his coywolf at ease in a way that he hadn't felt in a week. It also coincidentally must've had an aphrodisiac effect on him, because he instantly went from half hard to fully erect just from the smell of Liam alone.

Frustration built inside Theo as he absentmindedly began humping the air while inhaling Liam's used, dirty jockstrap.

He had to physically force himself to put the undies down, back into the locker when he had an idea.

Smirking like a devil, Theo began to strip. He stripped down until he was naked, and, using one of Liam's dirty big towels, covered himself as he walked to where Liam's scent trail led——the exact shower stall.

Throwing the towel over the stall next over, Theo braced himself for this.

He knew Liam liked him. At the very least, he got aroused in his presence, which he took as a very telling sign.

But what he was about to do would test that fondness. Best case scenario? He'd get off with Liam. Worst case? He learns the strength level of an angry, angry beta with control issues.

Angry beta Liam Dunbar seemed to arouse Theo even more than shirtless Liam running a field. It probably didn't help that he was imagining angry Liam below himself on a bed he was making squeak. But, then again, Theo never claimed to be a saint.

For some reason, Theo found himself both amused and aroused at both options.

'There isn't really a downside,' Theo thought. 'Though that's probably me being a masochist.'

Shaking his head, Theo made his decision in a heartbeat. He pulled back the curtain and went in...

[Liam Dunbar]:

Liam was feeling good.

He had just finished working out. He's taking a shower—— And he hadn't ran into Theo Raeken once today, which is a blessing in his book.

Theo Raeken. The mean, emo football quarterback with his neat hair and good looks, and his horrible personality that Liam did not find the least bit attractive—— He totally did not.

'So, then why do I feel so hollow when I don't see him?' Liam pondered, his warm water showering him snugly. 'It's almost as if I——?'

But, as he was thinking this, his shower curtain opened behind him, and, before he could properly cover himself or see who it was, he was pinned to the shower wall, arms by the side of his head and his body pinned by the weight of another.

Just as Liam was about to fight back, his captor lifted his chin and all the fight left him. It was Theo Raeken.

"Little wolf," Theo seemed to almost growl out possessively, making Liam's wolf instinctively want to submit for some reason. "You're making me go crazy. I need... you."

Theo nipped at Liam's chin, nuzzling his neck area and causing Liam's mind to go blank as he started thrusting into his hardening member at an alarming rate.

"Your scent... your smell... it's driving me insane," Theo growled, his nips becoming bites—— All the while Liam's traitorous wolf was practically preening at the attention.

Liam tried gathering his thoughts enough to fight back, but Theo's thrusts into his groin area was short circuiting his brain. And, to make matters worse, Theo had just claimed his lips in a mind-numbing kiss that made Liam question his sexuality. It had Liam moaning into Theo's mouth instead of complaining.

It was humiliating, yet, just as he was about to complain, Liam found himself kissing back. The two became a duet of dancing lips, which only seemed to make Theo kiss harder, his literal growls becoming vibrations that travelled from Liam's lips to his crotch.

He found himself hard, even as Theo began grinding his hips into his heat like he owned it. Theo's kisses trailed from his lips to his jaw and from there to his neck and from there to where his neck met his shoulder — all the whole Liam leaned his head back in surrender, his hand grasping the back of Theo's aggravatingly smirking head.

"Please… Theo….please," Liam was becoming undone by Theo's touch, and Theo was finding too much pleasure in the fact, even as his fangs seem to extend and bite into the beta, startling Liam, who hadn't known Theo was a werewolf like himself a moment prior. It wasn't anything too bloody; merely enough to draw the lightest trickle of blood, to leave a mark, to claim — But, for Liam, it was more than enough.

He came right then and there, his seed being spilt on the shower walls, shower tiles and down Theo's hairy leg as it all trickled down the drain. He had to lean against the wall behind him to catch his breath, but, controlling Theo, who was still hard, couldn't let this be where things ended.

He kept on thrusting into Liam's crotch, claiming the beta's lips in a rough, demanding kiss that only served to make Liam's wolf whine in surrender.

"Theo…wait, I—," Liam tried to get out between the other man's lips, but Theo just growled animalisitically in response, making both Liam and his wolf shudder, though whether from fear or pleasure, Liam could not say.

"Mine. Mine…Mine…," Theo said betweens continuously between growls, which, Liam must admit, did things to him. It made his dick twitch with interest and a heat to bubble up inside him yet again. "You're mine, little wolf. You don't get to be done until I give you permission."

He grasped Liam cock between thrusts, squeezing tight and making Liam gasp as he began jerking him off despite the overstimation. Liam tried to push him away but Theo wasn't having it. He bit hard into the junction between neck and shoulder — harder than before — making Liam see stars, even as he rubbed the wet head of Liam's cock.

Liam completely surrendered. After trying to push Theo away again and failing, Liam ended up finding himself thrusting into Theo's palms as Theo continued thrusting into his crotchy heat.

Liam was having a difficult time fighting off Theo's advances — Especially when he was making Liam feel so damn good. His eyes seem to roll to the back of his head multiple times and Liam was beginning to lose any notion that he was ever straight at all.

'Fuck it,' Liam found himself thinking, as he finally shoved Theo into the opposite wall, pinning the more dominant wolf surprisingly easily with one hand as he used the other to grasp ahold Theo's third leg, making the other man gasp aloud, trembling as he came undone to Liam's simple touch.

The reaction made Liam smirk, as he made his way to his knees, aided by Theo's encouraging hand to the back of his head. He was now at eye level with Theo's crotch, his shaft a good 9 ½ inches of thick, veiny, almost cobra-like girth with balls almost the size of a full grown tomato.

'They look so full,' Liam's mouth watered at the sight of the balls, wetting his lips at the sight of the uncut mushroom head — Then, he pulled back the foreskin with only his fingers, making Theo groan in pleasure.

"Liam…stop playing…," Theo was practically begging Liam to suck it. "Let me cum…please….".

Liam smirked sharply. He found himself enjoying the sound of Theo begging. He rubbed the exposed head a coup of times, making Theo squirm. He watched the clear pre drip from the head like a faucet and used it as lube to rub the rest of the head which made Theo seem to arch his back in intense pleasure.

"Aahh! Liam!" Theo's scream was ringing and made Liam dick twitch and his smirk to widen.

Without wasting any more time, Liam devoured the head of the third leg, his tongue swirling along its surface, making Theo arch his back, as his hands pushed Liam down on it further.

"Fuckkk… Liam, you feel so good!" Theo was practically moaning his name now, as Liam went down on Theo's shaft, to the mid-point, choking on the popsicle stick as he did so. "You're doing so good, little wolf."

As Liam made it to the base, his nose inhaling the brown pubic hair that smelt of sweat and Theo, he found himself enjoying the smell, lost in the delicacy.

He slowly pulled off to the tip, before Theo's hand guided him roughly back to the base, causing him to gag. He felt like he was suffocating. He had never felt like such a slut. And Theo didn't disappoint or slow down. The process repeated again. And again. And again. And harder each time.

And Liam, for whatever reason, let him. He let him use himself like a cocksleeve — A fleshlight for his use only, exclusive usege not-pending.

Then Theo began tightening, his muscles pulled taut. His veins began bulging and his cock seemed ready to release. But, just when he thought Theo would finally cream, though — He didn't.

Nothing came.

Pulling off, Liam looked up to see Theo's tightening body a different shade of red —Tightenned, but no milk was excretted from his shaft. "What—?" he began.

"I nee permission," Theo said, surprising Liam with how red he was turning.

"What?" Liam tried. "To cu—?"

"Yes, Liam. To cum. I need permission to cum!" Theo seemed read to let the floor swallow him. "By you. It's a curse."

Liam seemed surprised by that, briefly, before his smile returned. 'So that means,' he thought. 'You can't even release without my permission.' He turned his attention to the hard shaft below Theo's crotch, an idea coming to his mind. A very naughty idea that he would definitely not get away with had Theo not been in this predicament, but he was, and, damn it all if Liam wasn't taking advantage of the situation to the furthest extent.

He stood.

"You don't get to cum," Liam saod, much to Theo's budding anger. "Here's what we're gonna do. You get to stay hard throughout the rest of the school day. Hard through classes and practice. And, after that, you will take me home and let me fuck you until you're screaming my name. And then, when I've creamed your virgin hole white and you smell so much like me, your own scent is clouded over and you're fucked out, you'll have my permission to bust one out — But only after becoming my bitch, and only hands free. That's the only way I'll give you permission to cum."

Theo froze at Liam's words. He seemed to have an immediate affect to them, his eyes darkenning and his breath hitched, but Liam knew he got the other boy caught in his claws. And, instead of waiting for Theo's answer, he walked out the shower, heading to his locker, as if he hadn't just spoken the most cream-worthy words Theo has ever heard.

[Madison]:

While Theo and Liam were getting freaky in the school locker room showers, Madison was doing a multitude of projects at once, in her private warehouse.

In her warehouse, dozens of various different Madisons worked a series of machines.

One of these machines had 14 different Madisons working on it, modifying it to 6 different machines using an advanced form of psychokinesis — specifically, molecular manipulation — to manipulate and generate the atoms of mechanical pieces and parts the other 14 needed.

The machine they were working on was a massive, manor-sized satellite body being made with an advanced computer system the world had never seen before, a cloaking device to hide from searching, unwanted eyes, and a global deployment shoot that would allow Madison to discreetly launch forcefield generators to any city or town globally — without fail or detection.

'Of all the ways to set up these fields, I find this one to be the easiest,' Madison thought as she and 9 of her clones worked on the drones that would end up being forcefield generators. 'Trying to get permits for them throughout the world governments would take too long and politicking has never been my thing. And, while socializing is the whole reason I created Hazel, she doesn't need to know about any of this to begin with — Not if I can help it.'

'Besides, she needs to enjoy high school for now, and I have a world to make a better place — Not just for me or her — For everyone. Governments and ruling bodies be damned.'

'Besides, she needs to enjoy high school for now, and I have a world to make a better place — Not just for me or her — For everyone. Governments and

While Madison could just use molecular manipulation to just create the satellite as a whole in one, building it herself was much less tiring. Plus, there was something about hard work and building it from scratch by herself that appealed to her. It definitely helped her in her decision making for how she intended to build such constructs.

One of the most clever things Madison was glad she taught herself was psychokinesis, because, through it, she learned how to create a perfect clone to herself with all of her knowledge, abilities and mindsets. They were extensions of herself so much as they drew from the same pool of energy as she did, albeit to a minor degree.

As Madison created 25 more clones, she looked at the 1,000+ other clones she had working on various other projects — including radiation terraformers, capable of transforming harmful radiation into resources like fresh water, soil or even earthly metals; baby maker machines that took two separate samples of DNA(from any combination of genders) and create new life from it, whether it be something as common as blood or reproductive fluids. She even gave it the ability to enhance certain genes, allowing for professional speciality — Or, at least, that's one of the capabilities it will have when it was finished. It was means to create new life and a solution to couples struggling to make babies or people who physically couldn't have one; Atmospheric Stabilizers that essentially repaired damage atmospheric conditions; Waste Discentergration & Terraforming Machines that could either permanently destroy all kinds of wastes on a subatomic level or transform them into entirely new sources of resources, like fresh water, or metals or even gases like air or nitrogen.

There were more machines plans scattered on various tables. Some of them were even have had their processes begun on. But those were the specific ones Madison had her clones building on currently.

'All of these machines were inspired by my Superior Insight ability — Or, rather, they were my ideas, but the how-to were found out through the Superior Insight ability,' Madison thought. 'This power is probably amongst the most broken ability in existence honestly. It has helped me beyond just showing me how to build something. It's increased my ability to be inspired and paired with my Grand Internal Library, the combination is quite synchronic.'

'Oh...,' Madison tilted her head, her awareness picking up on something miles away. 'What's this?'

She saw Theo's and Liam's little tryst at the school.

'That's kind of hot,' Madison licked her lip as her mind seemed to view the scene as if she were there. 'Should I...? No, I really shouldn't. As much I want to, I've got a meeting to get to. After all, what better way to distribute weaponry than through a family who specializes in that industry?'

A smirk tugged at Madison's lips at the thought.

"The Argents pretty much die off in canon, but I'll prevent that this time," Madison thought aloud. "For everyone has their part to play and the Argents has theirs to play in spades."

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