Title: Who Can You Trust
Rating: PG-13 mostly (the first couple chapters though are in the 'R' and 'NC-17' range)
Couple: Therox
Summary: Theresa has just suffered a trauma, nobody but Fox and her family are there for her.
A.N. Gwen and Ethan are still married, Gwen had her baby and it's alive and healthy. Whitney and Chad are having problems, and Fox is still trying to break them up, but is feeling more for Theresa everyday. No one has left for LA and won't until later. And I'm not very nice to Whitney or Ethan. Oh and Theresa still lives in the Crane Mansion, Julian and her are in the process of a divorce, and she is almost completely over Ethan. I also think that I'm incorporating myself a little bit into Theresa since I don't like how she sometimes acts like Ethan is more important than her child and I don't think that anything/anyone should be more important than your child.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Part 1 R-ish with some NC-17
Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald was rocking Little Ethan in her arms softly crooning to him trying to get him to settle down for the night. He's been fussy for a couple of hours, and she's tried almost everything but nothing will calm him down.
"Shh, baby. Mama's here." She kisses her son on the forehead. Theresa continues to sing to him until finally he quiets down.
Smiling down at him she walks very slowly over to his crib and sets him down covering his small body with his baby blanket. "Goodnight mama's angel."
Theresa walks away from the crib, divesting herself as she walks to her dresser near the window. She slips into a little black nighty that she loves so much and shuts the lamp by her bed cloaking the room in darkness.
Beginning to get into bed Theresa hears a sound, a squeaking of a board out in the hallway. Not thinking much of it she continues to crawl into the bed needing a little bit of sleep before Little Ethan wakes up again.
About to pull the covers over her Theresa hears that squeak again, only this time it's right outside her bedroom door. She gets up and grabs her robe putting it on quickly walking toward the door slowly.
Theresa watches as the doorknob turn at a snail's pace. Come on open already, she wasn't going to open it, if it was an attacker she was going to be near Little Ethan to protect him.
Finally the door is being inched open, and it makes that scary creaking noise that you hear in all the horror movies. Theresa feels around for the bat that she keeps close to Ethan's crib, finding it she gets into a stance where she can have a good swing and knock someone out if she had too.
A figure in the door comes forward. Theresa takes immediate notice of the slight spiky hair. "Fox." Theresa groans out. "You nearly scared me to death."
Fox flips on the lights and the whole room is illuminated. "Sorry Resa. I didn't expect you to be headin' off to bed so soon."
Theresa puts the bat back where it was and sits on the bed motioning for Fox to join her. "Yea well, little Ethan has been quite cranky today and I need to get a little bit of sleep."
Theresa looks up at Fox and feels the familiar attraction towards him that she felt since day one of meeting him. Happily she was over Ethan..well, almost over Ethan. She still had some slight set backs every time he came to her and said that he loved her and not Gwen.
In the beginning she fell for that and would be right back where she started, but now she knew that Ethan more than likely wanted two women chasing after him. She had had enough of that nonsense, it was time to move on and date other guys. Theresa wants one of the guys to be Fox.
She's not looking for a father for her child, at least not right now. All she needs is her son happy and healthy. In the relationship area what she needs is just a guy every now and then to satisfy her sexual needs and then she needs him to be gone.
For now she's not looking for love either. If she finds it, great. But if she doesn't that's fine too. Her son is all that she really needs.
Fox speaking rips her away from her thoughts. "Would you mind if I stayed with you?" Fox doesn't know why but he has a burning desire to be with Theresa a whole lot more than he used to. He's supposed to love Whitney right? Then why does he not want to leave Theresa?
"I wouldn't mind at all. Hop in." Theresa takes off her robe and throws it over the chair then she scoots to the side of the bed that she normally sleeps on. Fox's mouth almost drops to the floor at seeing what Theresa is wearing; composing himself he takes off his shoes and curls up next to Theresa.
Fox takes a small whiff of her hair and instantly hardens with passion. It's strawberry smell but with something added in that he can't place, but whatever it is it has the power to make him want to jump Theresa.
"You sure you don't mind sharing a bed with Harmony's playboy?" Fox asks huskily, his hot breath tickling her ear.
She lets out a shaky breath. Her body screaming for Fox's. Theresa feels a little moisture at the juncture of her thighs. If just him breathing against her ear causes this what would making love to him be like?
"Not at all." She swallows trying to calm herself down but being unsuccessful.
Fox runs a finger down her arm feeling her shiver with desire in response. He bends down slightly pressing an open-mouthed kiss against her shoulder.
Fox's right hand continues down the path of Theresa's arm and reaches her hand. He takes her hand in his and laces their fingers together. Fox brings their linked hands to his lips and softly kisses them. At that Theresa turns to face him and smiles but with question in her gorgeous eyes.
"Fox?" Theresa moans quietly, her eyelids heavy.
Fox doesn't answer; instead he presses his lips to her shoulder, the strap to her nightie tickling the corner of his mouth slightly.
Needing the strap out of his way he slowly moves it down Theresa's smooth arm presses another kiss to her now completely bare shoulder.
Theresa not being able to stand not touching him unbuttons his shirt and peels it off his rock hard chest. She moves down a little and places kisses along his chest. She feels Fox's fingers thread through her hair pressing her even closer.
The moment Fox felt her lips against his skin he knew he was in heaven. He groans loudly at the sensation of Theresa's warm, wet mouth closing over his nipple. She laves it slowly with her tongue, gently sucking it.
Fox not being able to stand much more of this pushed Theresa lightly down onto the bed and placed himself in-between her long slim legs.
Theresa lifts her mouth up and captures his lips against hers. The kiss begins slow and soft but it quickly escalates to a hard deep kiss. While she was kissing his sweet sexy lips it dawns on her..she loves Nicholas Foxworth Crane.
Wasn't she just thinking to herself moments ago that she didn't need love right now, that she didn't want to be put in the same position that she was in with Ethan a couple months ago?
Theresa knows that Fox doesn't love her, he loves his mystery woman. Why does she get herself into these kinds of messes.
He can't get enough her taste on his lips. Fox lifts Theresa's nightie up he needs to be inside her, he can't explain why but he needs to be.
"Theresa.." Fox moans out, he wants to give her a chance to stop this. He couldn't stand it if in the morning if she thought it was a mistake.
"Fox, please. I need you." She reaches up and caresses his cheek with her tiny hand bringing his lips back down to hers.
He nods. Now he knows that she won't have any regrets when this night is done. Fox feels the amount of love that Theresa has for him through her passionate kiss. He realizes in that instant that he loves Theresa Lopez- Fitzgerald.
How can he love her but still love Whitney? Is it possible to love 2 people.
Fox decides not to dwell on that right now and focus his thought back to loving Theresa. Her fingertips tease his lower abs and work on getting the button and zipper to his pants undone.
Theresa gasps at Fox's semi cold hands grasping her bare hips. He mumbles his apologizes and grazes his warm lips against the slim column of Theresa's neck.
She moves Fox's pants and boxers down and he kicks them off to the floor. Theresa moans at his erection against her thigh.
"Make love to me Fox." Theresa nips at Fox's shoulder. She needs to be closer to him and she doesn't know how long she can take not being one with him.
Not wanting to wait anymore either Fox enters quickly causing Theresa to scream out in pleasure. Her fingernails dig deep into Fox's back and shoulders.
Fox can't believe how right Theresa feels around him. She's so velvet soft, and tight around his hard member. He stays in that spot for just a moment savoring the sensation.
Theresa begins to get anxious and starts to move against Fox. Needing to be further satisfied he moves with Theresa. She meets each of his powerful thrusts moaning at the feeling of him stretching her.
She feels her climax is just on the edge. "Fox!" She groans out. The wave of pleasure almost causes her to blackout.
Having her core muscles milking him for all it's worth Fox can't hold on any longer. He explodes in his climax filling Theresa with his baby making fluid. He grabs Theresa's hand and laces his fingers with hers, then brings them to his lips kissing their joined hands.
For the rest of the night they made love, but they didn't know that someone was watching them. Someone who was now plotting something.
TBC
A.N. Review please. This is my first Therox fic. Good and bad reviews are welcome.
Rating: PG-13 mostly (the first couple chapters though are in the 'R' and 'NC-17' range)
Couple: Therox
Summary: Theresa has just suffered a trauma, nobody but Fox and her family are there for her.
A.N. Gwen and Ethan are still married, Gwen had her baby and it's alive and healthy. Whitney and Chad are having problems, and Fox is still trying to break them up, but is feeling more for Theresa everyday. No one has left for LA and won't until later. And I'm not very nice to Whitney or Ethan. Oh and Theresa still lives in the Crane Mansion, Julian and her are in the process of a divorce, and she is almost completely over Ethan. I also think that I'm incorporating myself a little bit into Theresa since I don't like how she sometimes acts like Ethan is more important than her child and I don't think that anything/anyone should be more important than your child.
Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Part 1 R-ish with some NC-17
Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald was rocking Little Ethan in her arms softly crooning to him trying to get him to settle down for the night. He's been fussy for a couple of hours, and she's tried almost everything but nothing will calm him down.
"Shh, baby. Mama's here." She kisses her son on the forehead. Theresa continues to sing to him until finally he quiets down.
Smiling down at him she walks very slowly over to his crib and sets him down covering his small body with his baby blanket. "Goodnight mama's angel."
Theresa walks away from the crib, divesting herself as she walks to her dresser near the window. She slips into a little black nighty that she loves so much and shuts the lamp by her bed cloaking the room in darkness.
Beginning to get into bed Theresa hears a sound, a squeaking of a board out in the hallway. Not thinking much of it she continues to crawl into the bed needing a little bit of sleep before Little Ethan wakes up again.
About to pull the covers over her Theresa hears that squeak again, only this time it's right outside her bedroom door. She gets up and grabs her robe putting it on quickly walking toward the door slowly.
Theresa watches as the doorknob turn at a snail's pace. Come on open already, she wasn't going to open it, if it was an attacker she was going to be near Little Ethan to protect him.
Finally the door is being inched open, and it makes that scary creaking noise that you hear in all the horror movies. Theresa feels around for the bat that she keeps close to Ethan's crib, finding it she gets into a stance where she can have a good swing and knock someone out if she had too.
A figure in the door comes forward. Theresa takes immediate notice of the slight spiky hair. "Fox." Theresa groans out. "You nearly scared me to death."
Fox flips on the lights and the whole room is illuminated. "Sorry Resa. I didn't expect you to be headin' off to bed so soon."
Theresa puts the bat back where it was and sits on the bed motioning for Fox to join her. "Yea well, little Ethan has been quite cranky today and I need to get a little bit of sleep."
Theresa looks up at Fox and feels the familiar attraction towards him that she felt since day one of meeting him. Happily she was over Ethan..well, almost over Ethan. She still had some slight set backs every time he came to her and said that he loved her and not Gwen.
In the beginning she fell for that and would be right back where she started, but now she knew that Ethan more than likely wanted two women chasing after him. She had had enough of that nonsense, it was time to move on and date other guys. Theresa wants one of the guys to be Fox.
She's not looking for a father for her child, at least not right now. All she needs is her son happy and healthy. In the relationship area what she needs is just a guy every now and then to satisfy her sexual needs and then she needs him to be gone.
For now she's not looking for love either. If she finds it, great. But if she doesn't that's fine too. Her son is all that she really needs.
Fox speaking rips her away from her thoughts. "Would you mind if I stayed with you?" Fox doesn't know why but he has a burning desire to be with Theresa a whole lot more than he used to. He's supposed to love Whitney right? Then why does he not want to leave Theresa?
"I wouldn't mind at all. Hop in." Theresa takes off her robe and throws it over the chair then she scoots to the side of the bed that she normally sleeps on. Fox's mouth almost drops to the floor at seeing what Theresa is wearing; composing himself he takes off his shoes and curls up next to Theresa.
Fox takes a small whiff of her hair and instantly hardens with passion. It's strawberry smell but with something added in that he can't place, but whatever it is it has the power to make him want to jump Theresa.
"You sure you don't mind sharing a bed with Harmony's playboy?" Fox asks huskily, his hot breath tickling her ear.
She lets out a shaky breath. Her body screaming for Fox's. Theresa feels a little moisture at the juncture of her thighs. If just him breathing against her ear causes this what would making love to him be like?
"Not at all." She swallows trying to calm herself down but being unsuccessful.
Fox runs a finger down her arm feeling her shiver with desire in response. He bends down slightly pressing an open-mouthed kiss against her shoulder.
Fox's right hand continues down the path of Theresa's arm and reaches her hand. He takes her hand in his and laces their fingers together. Fox brings their linked hands to his lips and softly kisses them. At that Theresa turns to face him and smiles but with question in her gorgeous eyes.
"Fox?" Theresa moans quietly, her eyelids heavy.
Fox doesn't answer; instead he presses his lips to her shoulder, the strap to her nightie tickling the corner of his mouth slightly.
Needing the strap out of his way he slowly moves it down Theresa's smooth arm presses another kiss to her now completely bare shoulder.
Theresa not being able to stand not touching him unbuttons his shirt and peels it off his rock hard chest. She moves down a little and places kisses along his chest. She feels Fox's fingers thread through her hair pressing her even closer.
The moment Fox felt her lips against his skin he knew he was in heaven. He groans loudly at the sensation of Theresa's warm, wet mouth closing over his nipple. She laves it slowly with her tongue, gently sucking it.
Fox not being able to stand much more of this pushed Theresa lightly down onto the bed and placed himself in-between her long slim legs.
Theresa lifts her mouth up and captures his lips against hers. The kiss begins slow and soft but it quickly escalates to a hard deep kiss. While she was kissing his sweet sexy lips it dawns on her..she loves Nicholas Foxworth Crane.
Wasn't she just thinking to herself moments ago that she didn't need love right now, that she didn't want to be put in the same position that she was in with Ethan a couple months ago?
Theresa knows that Fox doesn't love her, he loves his mystery woman. Why does she get herself into these kinds of messes.
He can't get enough her taste on his lips. Fox lifts Theresa's nightie up he needs to be inside her, he can't explain why but he needs to be.
"Theresa.." Fox moans out, he wants to give her a chance to stop this. He couldn't stand it if in the morning if she thought it was a mistake.
"Fox, please. I need you." She reaches up and caresses his cheek with her tiny hand bringing his lips back down to hers.
He nods. Now he knows that she won't have any regrets when this night is done. Fox feels the amount of love that Theresa has for him through her passionate kiss. He realizes in that instant that he loves Theresa Lopez- Fitzgerald.
How can he love her but still love Whitney? Is it possible to love 2 people.
Fox decides not to dwell on that right now and focus his thought back to loving Theresa. Her fingertips tease his lower abs and work on getting the button and zipper to his pants undone.
Theresa gasps at Fox's semi cold hands grasping her bare hips. He mumbles his apologizes and grazes his warm lips against the slim column of Theresa's neck.
She moves Fox's pants and boxers down and he kicks them off to the floor. Theresa moans at his erection against her thigh.
"Make love to me Fox." Theresa nips at Fox's shoulder. She needs to be closer to him and she doesn't know how long she can take not being one with him.
Not wanting to wait anymore either Fox enters quickly causing Theresa to scream out in pleasure. Her fingernails dig deep into Fox's back and shoulders.
Fox can't believe how right Theresa feels around him. She's so velvet soft, and tight around his hard member. He stays in that spot for just a moment savoring the sensation.
Theresa begins to get anxious and starts to move against Fox. Needing to be further satisfied he moves with Theresa. She meets each of his powerful thrusts moaning at the feeling of him stretching her.
She feels her climax is just on the edge. "Fox!" She groans out. The wave of pleasure almost causes her to blackout.
Having her core muscles milking him for all it's worth Fox can't hold on any longer. He explodes in his climax filling Theresa with his baby making fluid. He grabs Theresa's hand and laces his fingers with hers, then brings them to his lips kissing their joined hands.
For the rest of the night they made love, but they didn't know that someone was watching them. Someone who was now plotting something.
TBC
A.N. Review please. This is my first Therox fic. Good and bad reviews are welcome.