Asher was crushed when Theon denied him. Telling him no was the last thing he wanted to hear in that moment. He craved for someone to love him, to touch him, care for him. His head was heavy with thoughts and feelings that were just too much for him to take.

Rejection sent him spiraling, pushing Theon away when he tried to comfort him. Not hearing his words as they were spoken to him. Trapped in his own self pity as he laid there, feeling the bed spring back as Theon got up, the water from the shower cutting in a moment later.

Tears still poured down his cheeks as he started to hear what Theon was trying to say to him.

Theon wouldn't have said those things if he didn't really care for him. Fighting against his primal instinct to take him like he was begged for him to do. Theon holding himself in check because he wanted Asher to be the one that truly made the decision.

"Theon." Whispered Asher as he walked into the bathroom, using what little bit of strength he did have to get him there.

A shaky hand pulling the curtain open stepping inside the shower behind Theon.

"Asher, I said you needed to rest." Theon spoke shocked with frustration in his voice.

"I don't want to." Comment Asher, feeling his knees weaken under him. "I want you to kiss me. . ."

Asher's innocent doe shaped eyes bigger than ever looking up at him, pleading to him.

"Asher, I told you. . ."

"I know what you told me. . . and this is me . . ." Asher placed his hand over his chest. "Me asking."

He wasn't choosing Theon because he was the safe choice or the one that was nice to him. Asher felt that connection to him long before all of this started, just his bond with Shaw messed it all up was still messing it all up but he wanted to be with Theon.

He got his hopes up and everything only to force it all away to deny his true feelings once Shaw marked him again. Telling himself that Theon could never care for someone like him that he wasn't worth the trouble or effort. Shaw had screwed him out of having a remotely normal life with anyone that came after him. If there was ever to be an after. 

Asher's gaze not leaving Theon needing him to believe this was really him asking and not just his heat at work.

Closing the space that was between them, pulling himself in tight to Theon, letting his hands run up over his chest, fingertips touching the ends of his long black hair. Unsure of what else he could do to get Theon to believe him.

If it wasn't hard enough for Theon to fight off the urges his scent wanted him to do it wasn't any easier to have him so close and begging to be heard, to be loved.

Theon letting out a lust filled groan swiftly picking Asher up and pinning him back against the shower wall behind him. Asher smiled, as he wrapped his legs around Theon's waist, arms lacing over his shoulders as he nuzzled against his neck, wanting Theon's scent on him. He wanted to be claimed by Theon and only him.

The alpha won out in Theon as he smacked one hand flat against the wall for support.

"Say it again." He growled, next to Asher's ear.

"I want you, Theon." Moaned Asher rolling his hips against him.

The ache in his body growing worse by the minute. His heat wanting to be tamed. Asher could already feel his body slicking up for Theon to take him.

There was a hint of fear in Asher's eyes as he looked at Theon afraid of what his body might actually do. He has been bonded with Shaw for so long, recently marked again by him. Theon wasn't the alpha he should be with. Wondering if what his heart wanted would out way his bonding.

Could his love for Theon really out do all the damage done?