she did what? -isabella-

[ISABELLA MARIANA DIAS]

Isabella was far too familiar with the sensation of eyes on her, especially Theo’s, so as he checked her out walking away she was well aware of the fact. She hadn’t been expecting anything less. If you dangled something promising out in front of a male they were generally inclined to follow after it. It was pretty basic stuff really but Isabella had met a few girls that weren’t just completely clueless but also un-teachable. She had been blessed with that innate sexuality that seemed to draw males in for one reason or another. Theo had pointed it out himself in his own backhanded way. As Theo took his time she had thought for a moment that he wouldn’t bite at the bait she had put out there but it just took a bit more patience than she was used to. He just had to prove himself or whatever his reason was for holding back- maybe to get under her skin more- but Isabella had let him get to her enough today. She was determined to be done with that and return the favor.

She had felt him beside her before she saw him or heard him. That extra degree of warmth from his body heat radiating against her side nearly having a tiny smile of satisfaction on her face, but she resisted the urge. It would have been pre-mature though as Isabella wasn’t out of the proverbial woods yet, nor had she led Theo into them. She had been thinking too much and too hard on what she was going to do about Nate and needed a distraction from it- Theo had always been good at providing that to her. Pouring her focus onto him would take her mind off of the complications that should have been simple. Why was it that the things that should have been so obvious often tended to get clouded? Was it because there was more at stake here than a crush wanting to be taken to the next level? Even if she and Theo had some semblance of a friendship Isabella couldn’t imagine that he would have any answers for her. He prided himself on avoiding feelings for other people so how could he offer any sage advice.

”Out of the goodness of your heart.” She hadn’t even been able to get the full sentence out before she was laughing. Maybe there was some good in Theo but Isabella didn’t know it, had never looked for it, and she wasn’t going to start caring about what lay behind that bold façade of his. Letting her laughter pass Isabella’s amused smile remained. ”It’s simple- even you can manage it I’m sure.” It was just as backhanded as his previous comment to her was. Leading him onto the football field she found a spot near the sidelines taking a seat and nodding for him to do the same. Isabella laid back arching slightly as she adjusted to the cold of the ground. ”All you have to do is push into me a little.” Theo would have to position himself almost between her legs and hold onto her leg pushing it into her. It was a flexibility exercise.

[theodore]

He let out a small scuff. She could not be serious? Out of all the propositions she could dangle in front of him she goes with the goodness of his heart. He shook his head at her, as if regarding that as the worst possible answer she could have offered up. It seemed she even knew this herself; with her own little laugh that had escaped her lips. Theodore Morin had never been the type of man that did something for anyone without something being in it for him. At one point in his life, he might have. However, the Theo in the world today was not the stupid little freshman just trying to get through life day by day, and easily taken advantage of. He had grown into a man he would like to say he was proud of. Sure, it was not a man everyone on earth had wished to be. It was just good enough for him. He lived a simple life with no attachments, just sex, parties, and living life to a high. Many could not imagine living a life like this, most had their own attachments but Theo managed in life. He did not need to rely on anyone to get anything his heart desired, and most certainly not anything he actually needed in life.

He still stood above her waiting for a better answer. It seemed the woman had no real solution to his questions. Had she honestly expected him to just drop down to her command? She may have been in a promising position but he was not about to be at her beckon call. This was not the type of events Theodore most often participated in. Certainly, he loved to watch the cheerleaders all run around in their cute uniforms. Certainly, he often may have helped in certain areas when it came to working their muscles. But this right here? Had she really pictured Theo as the type of man that would be on the Football Field with her helping her stretch, without any real purpose in it? He could see the sexual drive in the actions, but he made no real attempts to start helping her. Would it not have been a little strange if people wondered back out after their dispute, to see him helping her with...what was it stretchs? Theo was never one for actual sports; his sporting events were much more up to par in the bedroom.

He took a step closer to her, looking down at her as he bit down on his bottom lip. It seemed as if he was going into a deep thought, trying to figure out what to do in this situation. It was not taking him completely off-guard. It was something he should have been expecting her to ask him yet he hadn't actually thought she would expect him to participate. Watch sure. He had no problem there but in the middle of the Football Field with a shot of anyone passing by...probably not. Unless there was, a good prize involved at the end of this little session. That had not always meant sexual favors either; Theo of course, had his other wants that did not often involve sex. This was why he never had to be attached to people... 'you scratch my back, i'll scratch yours, were done here.' It wasn't as if he would object to sexual offers but either way he didn't foresee him taking his ego down a notch to help her just because he had 'goodness in his heart.' "Mmm, Isabella we both know you prefer more than just a little push," he lightly tapped his foot against the bottom of her shoe, I don't see any benefits here for me helping you out," his eyes traveled up from her feet, to her face, as he once again shook his head at her, a look of displeasement etched out onto his face, as if she was wasting his time.

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[ISABELLA MARIANA DIAS]

The way that he was looking down at her, both literally and figuratively, made it pretty obvious that Theo wasn’t really catching on to the potential of the situation. There was running the risk of someone coming along and seeing the pair of them like that but it wasn’t like it would have been the first time they had been seen together. Before they started sleeping together they had played who’s the better tease and that wasn’t always done in private places. Aside from that she had told his friends that she needed to teach him respect and in that context what she had asked of him could have just been her having him do as she said like an obedient little pet. Any number of things could be perceived just by them walking next to each other so what, really, was the point in putting too much caution into their actions?

She didn’t appreciate him nudging her. Eyes slitting into a glare only intensified when he was completely oblivious to the creativity that she had extended to him. Maybe he just hadn’t gotten it. It wasn’t as though Theo prided himself in intelligence and Isabella hadn’t been one to give him much credit in that area herself. ”If you don’t see the benefit in it then you really are as dumb as you look.” Isabella felt that anger toward him start to fight its way back to the surface. There had been a subtle sharpness to her tone, her body tensing slightly as well. Pausing for a moment exhaling slowly in an attempt to cleanse herself of that rage her short temper was mellowing out. It was like, for whatever reason, Theo was prodding at her nerve endings, making her quicker to react than she normally would have.

Getting back to her feet she was pleased. ”Do I really have to spell it out for you?” So much for that whole notion of doing something other than that after cheerleading practice. Asking him that wasn’t really for him to answer because Isabella had thought by that point that he did need it made painfully obvious to him what she had been proposing. Isabella hadn’t been arrogant enough to think that he would fawn like some boy with a crush caving to whatever whim she asked of him. It was about reciprocation and being indebted to exchange favor for favor. In other words if Theo had done what she asked without being a prat then Isabella would have been inclined to do whatever he wanted from her in return. ”You would have benefited by having the opportunity to make me return the favor however your little heart desired.” Isabella scoffed rolling her eyes. ”Your sense of opportunism is way off.”

[theodore]

This had never been new for the two. Many students knew that Theodore and Isabella had been on small speaking terms. Rather it was him coming onto her in the middle of the halls or some other bizarre connection. Never typical interactions however because Theo never really made small talk with anyone. He had even been on the field before, fraternizing with her. This however was a different time and place. After the words she spoke to him before the boys walked off he was not chancing them appearing again. Appearing to see Theo helping her out with her exercises, how would that have honestly made him look after that encounter they saw before they left? It could have easily appeared as if he was following her lead and respecting her, going as far to help her with her cheerleading exercises. Yet there could have been another easy situation that could have been taken place. It could have possibly even made it seem as if Theodore was telling the truth earlier. Why on earth would Isabella want to keep his company around if she had been furious with him earlier for making up 'lies.'?

His eyes watched her as she stood up, slowly scanner her over. "You should have made that more clear, Ms. Diaz," he completely went around her name calling. It did not faze him one bit. He had been called much worse in his lifetime. Dumb was like attempting to threaten someone with a dull knife, compared to a gun. Not that Theo would crawl himself into a corner if she had chosen a more vicious word to call him. He had been call man-slut, whore, jerk, ass, bastard, pig and many other words to this point sometimes they even became a compliment in his eyes. Rather they were saying it to his face or behind his back, he was not one to care. Nobody was anybody until they were talked to rather it be in a negative or positive aspect. Theo always had some sort of remark when it came to the names he was called. Woman that usually called him a slut had slept with him, a simple 'didn't stop you from coming to my dorm the other night,' most usually shut them up, and the word lazy had even been brought up to him before. This word he never quite understood because if there was one word he wasn't, it was lazy...he may be lazy in certain areas, but in one area he was most certainly the farthest thing from that description. "You most certainly had no problem admiring the looks I have to offer the other night, Isabella," he reached out, and brushed a strand of hair behind her ears, licking his bottom lip.

Then he leaned in closer to her, his warm breath trickling down her cheek, before in a husky voice whispered in her ear "Anything my heart desires? You really should choose your words more careful, Ms. Diaz. You must know by now when favors are thrown out the window with me, you are most certainly bargaining with the devil," he blew her ear, "But you have always enjoyed that fire I bring with me every time we meet, now haven't you?" he caressed her cheek with his thumb, before taking a small step away from her.

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[ISABELLA MARIANA DIAS]

Making herself clear took away the purpose of innuendos. Isabella didn’t care that her insult hadn’t struck any chord with him. It hadn’t really been for hurting Theo as much as it had been to release a small bit of frustration toward him. She hadn’t really hit him with anything too harsh either but going off on him wouldn’t have done her any good and he wouldn’t have been able to understand her anyway unless he had picked up Portuguese somewhere along the way, which she very highly doubted. There was the chance that there was more floating around in that head of his than just an overgrown ego but Isabella didn’t care enough about Theo to really contemplate what else he might have been good at other than sex. That was harsh and maybe if Theo had ever showed her a shred of human decency she might have felt guilty for treating him like he was nothing more than a plaything, but that wasn’t the case and she just couldn’t feel bad for her relationship with him, or rather lack there of, when she had such a low opinion of him.

Of course what did that say about her? To use someone that she didn’t like for something like that? Isabella hadn’t been one to form romantic relations with people because she knew it couldn’t last and she had needs that needed satisfied so had always taken the no strings attached approach. Theo was perfect for that and had served his purpose very well. What it said about her though was that when it came to love she was afraid to take chances. She made up for that in other areas of her life and being a thrill seeker but when it came to matters of the heart she was guarded, cowardly even. That was part of the problem with saying yes to Nate. It wasn’t just that his reputation suggested he was untrustworthy of being faithful or that in getting into a relationship with her it meant more commitment than she figured anyone was ready to take on, but also because she was scared. His words fell on deaf ears her mind too wrapped up in other things to pay attention until the falsely affection gesture called her focus back onto him.

She wanted to clear all the noise out of her head and find clarification in something, preferably that she had a better grasp of control on. Shivering pleasurably as his breath warmed her cheek, his tone filling her with desire again Isabella was starting to get back on track as to why she had gotten him to follow her in the first place. Theo was easy- he didn’t confuse her and even when he had the upper hand Isabella never felt like she was losing control like she had been in her tailspin since the previous night with Nate. A small smile graced her lips as he blew on her ear. He knew her in one way, which Isabella could appreciate. After a year of this though Theo sure as hell should have known her triggers. ”Boca de mel, coração de fel.” Her finger ran down the length of his chest slowly. Isabella looked him over, admiring. Theo was very much a wolf in sheep’s clothing and the manipulative side of Isabella was very attracted to that.

[theodore]

The two had been a rather odd pair. Never had either of them given too much care about the other's lives. Theodore always viewed her as one of those woman's he needed not to worry about when it came to getting involved with her. Not that it had really mattered much to him when it came to other woman. If he had hurt a woman's feeling by not showing any real interest in her other than sex, so be it. Most already knew what they were getting when Theo showed up into their lives. If they didn't well...they were clueless, and he assumed would get over it. Not that they all did but he always pushed that fact to the back of his mind. Whereas Theodore Morin back when he was fourteen would have felt so much hatred at himself for being the man he was today. How could a human being never feel any real remorse? Could he even be described as a human? As most humans did, he had his weaknesses he just never let them show. For many people would just view him as heartless, but in actuality Theo had a heart it was just buried deep with charcoal filled into the grime stone. Certain triggers would pull out tiny bits of charcoal here nor there, but it was a rather rare experience to happen to him.

Isabella had just been one of those simpler things in his lives. He rather appreciated that about her, rather he would ever admit it or not. She was a no strings attached kind of woman; he never had to worry too much, about her expecting more from him. She was only in his life for the simple thrill of it, the pleasure, the heat, and the blood boiling rage from time to time. With Isabella, he never had to listen to her rant about things he rather cared less about. Mary Weatherman's favorite color had been pink, Jessica Heartland had a little brother, Josie Keelings loved small dogs, among many other woman that tried to pry simple and small facts in his head, so he would remember them, as if they were trying to break him, as if they were looking for him to care. This had never been the case with Isabella in fact; he really did not know much of anything, even small facts about Isabella. He knew her name, that she was good in bed, and she had a sexy as hell fury to her when it was needed. That was all that had mattered, that was all he ever really felt the need to know.

His eyes trailed down glancing at her finger, licking his lips. He had not a real clue to what she said, but he most certainly enjoyed the other language of hers. Rather it had been something negative or not, it had not mattered to Theodore. Theo took a small step closer to her, his hands sliding down her thighs slowly, before reaching around and grabbing her ass, a devilish smirk on his face. He made no motion to move his hands after, and left them their upon her rear. He had known they were in the public eye at this precise moment, but he had no real care. If anyone should have been worried it would have to be her, she after all was supposed to be teaching him 'respect.' He leaned in closer to her face once again, moved his lips to her ear, and gently bit down, "Should I leave you to your exercises?" not probably what she would have expected coming out of his mouth, neither had the tone indicated that was what should have been said, it had a seductive appeal to it rather than an actual question.

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[ISABELLA MARIANA DIAS]

Isabella’s hips arched against his as his hands grabbed her backside. A small gasp passed through her lips. She liked when he took charge like that because it meant that she didn’t have to be as gentle either, it kept that fire fueled and the heat between them burning. Isabella was already so on edge with him that his actions had her wanting to rip his clothes off right then and there. It wasn’t sensible of course given that not only was it too cold out for that but it was also in the football field of all places where anyone could happen upon them. She was playing in very dangerous social territory at the moment. Isabella did care what her reputation suggested. In the high school scene not so much but when it came to outside of it she did prefer to have a respectable appearance to her name. That was a fine line to walk on, being a partier and good time gal without venturing into being a slut amongst her peers and being the picture of a well brought up, confidently humble, successful young woman amongst the greater society.

Theo pressed her buttons and made her squirm and Isabella liked it that was the worst part of it. No matter how mad she might have gotten in the moment she enjoyed that interaction between them. With her mind still undecided about Nate, the dinner with his mother supposed to be her time limit on the decision, Isabella knew that if she did go for it then that would mean no more Theo. She was okay with that for the most part but there was a part of her that wanted him at least once more, kind of like a goodbye to what they’d had for the past year. How had they gone that long of a time, consistently and not learned anything about the other- at least not the trivial things or the important ones either. They knew each other as strictly physical lovers, the opposite of her and Nate who knew each other’s personalities, hopes, dreams and aspirations even to the small things like his favorite kind of ice cream.

As he stepped away Isabella closed the gap between them clawing a fist full of his shirt in her hand. She was far too charged to just let him walk away and the insinuation in his tone had suggested that he had no real desire to simply walk away either. ”No,” Isabella shook her head. She didn’t care anymore. That pride that had been so stubborn in her since they’d been around one another was taking the backseat to her desire. Isabella wasn’t thinking about how someone might see them and what it would suggest to them, and she wasn’t worried about Theo finally getting that ultimate win over her either. She just wanted him one more time and if that meant caving to what had them going after one another for so long then maybe that was for the best. If the challenge wasn’t there anymore then the desire wouldn’t be there anymore either and Isabella wouldn’t find herself in a situation where Theo could press her buttons into cheating on Nate. That was probably idiotic to think but at the moment Isabella wasn’t doing much thinking at all.

[theodore]

Something was slightly different in the way the woman was acting toward him today. It seemed she had no real desire to even question his motives, to even challenge him. He was not certain he liked this change, or if she had just become another one of his play toys. He would not deny that the desire for her was still very much implanted into his thick skull. She was after all Isabella Dias, a very beautiful woman, who most certainly knew her way all too well in the bedroom. Except something was off from the moment he saw her today. She gave no real fight in their argument earlier and nearly let him win that conversation...actually, Theo here had been certain he did win it, no real lecture took place. She had instead just questioned his motives. Then this right here she almost seemed to be more than willing to accept defeat so quickly. He had not been certain as to why nor did he really care. Theo Morin being well...Theo assumed in himself that her desire must have risen just that much more after their last encounter. And, could he blame her?

It seemed as if by now Theo had completely forgotten where he was, at this moment his main focus was on his interaction with the woman standing in front of him, fingers wrapped around her shirt, willing him not to move. Her motives to keep him closer to her allowed a small laugh to escape his lips. His hands traveled back around to her hips, before they slowly roamed up her inner thigh, in a teasing matter. "You seem rather needy today, Ms. Dias." he let out in a very cocky tone. He reached up, let his thumb brush over her cheek, and then gave her a curious look. His head reaching down as he allowed his lips to brush her cheek, maneuvering their way down to her jawline and leaving a light kiss upon the outline of her jaw. He then took a small step away from her, as if he was testing her. "Unfortunately, for you Ms. Dias I just might have prior commitments I must attend." he smirked at her as he bowed his head, and turned away from her. It had not only been an unfortunate matter for Isabella however, because the whole event that just took place left Theo with a situation down below, but it had to be slightly worth it just for the simple fact that he desired the satisfaction of outdoing Isabella more then quickly satisfying his needs, no matter how tempting they may have been.

As he was walking away from her, he shouted out, stopping, "If you can offer up a better offer, my plans are never set in stone." he turned to look at her, then gave another devilish smirk, "But, it better be one hell of an offer."

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[ISABELLA MARIANA DIAS]

She seemed that way because she was. Well not needy necessarily, but she certainly wasn’t acting herself. The game of cat and mouse had lost the power struggle and she was finally caught. Isabella hated that, but she couldn’t yet figure out how to turn the tables back around. Everyone had their moments of weakness and with her mind otherwise occupied, despite the fact that she was desperately trying to clear it, she just wanted herself with Theo. That was probably highly unappealing when you were expecting one thing and got another. Isabella didn’t want that of course but she hadn’t been able to rally that usual spark that she had in her. Her frustration toward him had been fierce but the execution of it faltered. His tone, that smug look on his face was enough to rile her up again but would she actually be able to focus on Theo and deliver with her usual harsh demeanor or was her situation weighing too heavily on her to give him a fair fight? His actions teasing her, those delectable kisses tracing the contours of her jaw had Isabella wanting him even more.

That was highly doubtful that he had other matters to attend to. This was just another one of Theo’s measures to make her cranky and give him that fiery spirit that he was so used to. In his own way, whether he knew it or not, whether it was intentional or not, it seemed to her as though he were trying to help her get back to that ground that they usually stood on. She wasn’t sure if that was selfish or sweet. No move to stop him was made; Isabella wasn’t about to be pathetically desperate fawning over him like some silly girl with a crush. That wasn’t how she felt about him and it never would be all Isabella wanted was to use him. That made her just as bad as him but it wasn’t something that she found important enough to think about and definitely wasn’t cause for her to deviate from doing so. If he was a devil than she was the advocate in this scenario. For about a moment Isabella thought that he might actually walk away from her. That had never happened to her before. No one ever turned her away and they definitely didn’t walk away leaving her standing there in defeat. That just wasn’t how the world worked and feeling like it might be the case for the first time in her life it sliced into her ego painfully.

It was a brief agony though as Theo turned back toward her dangling the forbidden fruit in front of her. He wanted something good and she was inclined to give it to him in order to get what she wanted, but as to what the bounty would be deemed worthy by him and somehow manage to get at least a sliver of her pride back was problematic. Isabella approached him slowly searching his features for something that would give way. When it came to her how to play this round of the game she started to mentally shake off the momentary lapse from before. Leaning in close to him Isabella trailed her finger lightly along his bicep her gaze lingering on his lips before rising to meet his gaze. ”What is it that the devil pleases?” She indulged in his comparison giving that sense of satisfaction that he always wanted from her.

[theodore]

She had taken the bait. She had not just let him walk out. He was not certain if he was shocked by this action or not. It was amusing to see her in a stance form of begging. It was not like begging on your hands and knees form of a beg. However, it was enough to let Theo's head grow bigger within his ego. She was allowing him to get even more cocky. He felt as if he had a power with her right at this moment. He could satisfy her desires or simply walk away willing her to want him even more. It had to be a difficult choice for the young man. If only not everyone's problems in the world were as simple as his. To walk away or to give into temptation. Most often Theodore always gave into his temptations. It was rather rare for Theo to turn down any woman unless they fell on the ugly spectrum. That or became far too clingy to him to the point he couldn't stand being around them. He had few cases where woman would have sex with him, claim it love, and want to do it again, want to be around him even more. Theo was quick to dismiss these woman.

He watched as she approached him. An amused expression on his face. His hands reached out and he placed them on her hips. The look on his face was clear he was judging her motives. He was trying to come to a conclusion as to where to go from here. At this point, he was not even certain he wanted her. She had been amazing in bed but this right here, her practically begging him to stay seemed to make this game less of a thrill. That's what Isabella had always fulfilled for him, a game. She was entertainment. Right now, she seemed to be like every other girl he brought to his room. A woman that was almost too easy, she proposed no challenge for him. He shook his head lightly at her, "You've become like every other woman, I know." he paused lightly, his hands leaving her waist, to be placed inside his pockets. "You've become stale, needy." a look of disappointment etched across his face.

"I told you to give me an offer. Not ask me what I want. It seems you're not at all creative." One of his hands came out of his pocket, reached up and caressed her cheek. Everything he had been saying was not at all entirely the truth. Isabella still held a fire about her that most women had not. It had not mattered though, not at this precise moment. He was more adamant to leave her there wanting more, then anything at all. So that was exactly what he had planned on doing to her, proving to himself he had more control then she did when it came to their sexual desires. He gave a smirk, then breathed out "I really must be going," with that he turned and walked away from her.

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[ISABELLA MARIANA DIAS]

Subconsciously, Isabella was sabotaging the situation. As much as it might piss her off that Theo was getting that final blow in and how much she thought that what she needed from him was one last romp in the sack deep down she knew what she needed from him more than that. The thing that had been so good between them was the challenge and by taking that away she was taking away the desire, at least the one that they had both found so irresistible. Making herself like all the other, though she was still pretty enough and a good enough time, took away the appeal for Theo. That was what Isabella needed, to be just another girl to him so that he could be nothing to her. She had thought that she was just in a slump with her thoughts too clouded to play his game but that wasn’t really the case, Isabella was coming to find.

She needed him to tell her no. That vicious cycle between them needed to be broken so Isabella could move on. There was the chance that it would be so Theo could move on too but she didn’t really care about that part and doubted that he was really ready for it either. Everything was just clicking into place for Isabella one at a time and the more pieces that were added to the puzzle the clearer she became on the situation that she found herself in. Not just with Theo but in general. Isabella had known that Theo would be helping her make her decision about Nate but she hadn’t known that he’d be doing it in this way. Feeling his touch against her skin again Isabella looked to him but did so a bit absently. She was sure he was saying something that was supposed to fire her up again but she was rather complacent.

His smirk, that smugness in his tone and watching him walk away for the second time caused a bright smile to light up her features. Isabella came to the realization of the role Theo was playing- that he was just a physical filler in that void she had wanted to patch over. She didn’t have to do that anymore though. She felt giddy and that showed. In her excitement she started to hurry past Theo to make a phone call but the turned and stopped flashing her grin at him. He had been a big help and whether he understood what had gotten Isabella so excited or not or his role in all of this- the fact that without Isabella even knowing it her habiting of manipulation had still been on the playing field- she had to show her gratitude to him. ”Thank you, Theo!” She gushed cupping his face in her hands and planting a quick and eager kiss on his lips before jogging over to where she had left her duffle bag at the bleachers.