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escapism. — tyler galpin
pairing : tyler galpin x reader
summary : after xavier breaks up with you when wednesday captures his interest, driven by jealousy, you decide to get your get back at him by sleeping with his enemy, tyler, who you knew had a thing for you for some time already.
warnings : dom!reader, sub!tyler, smut (18+, minors dni!), dirty talk, mommy kink, oral (m receiving), semi-public sex, unprotected sex.
as soon as your ex-boyfriend broke up with you saying that your relationship is no longer working because he has developed feelings for none other than wednesday addams, the new girl at your school, you reached for your phone and called a taxi, the address you said it being the exact address of the weathervane cafe.
drinking your coffee at this cafe very often, you had come to know his schedule. so, knowing that at this hour you would only find tyler inside who should be getting ready for the closing, you confidently stepped inside in your black dress that didn't showed too much, but leaved a lot to the imagination.
as you expected, tyler galpin was at the counter wiping the surface with a cloth. at which point you slowly approached him, and dragged your fingers, slowly, all across the surface until you were in his field of vision. he looked up quickly and when he noticed you, he instinctively took a step back and swallowed hard. he couldn't take his eyes off you, his eyes running from top to bottom on your body, impatience quickly making its way throughout his body, and lingering a little longer on your chest that was put in a good light by the cleavage you wore.
"getting ready for closing, galpin?” you asked him, what was obvious, in a low tone wanting to test his patience.
"y/n." the boy said your name out loud, without realizing it, trying to find out if he was somehow imagining this moment or not.
a not-so-subtle grin appeared on your face saying "that's my name," as you walked around the counter to get in front of him.
you were so close to him that it seemed like a dream come true. he thought he was losing his mind, but it was real. so fucking real, he would have added.
"what are you doing here?" he asked you, instinctively running his tongue over his bottom lip.
you pouted and eliminated the space between you, running your fingers over the collar of the t-shirt he was wearing even though it was already arranged, moving closer to his ear so you can whisper, "don't you want me here?"
he could swear he felt the thing in his pants twitching.
"i didn't say that," he spoke with difficulty as he was barely able to catch his breath.
you pulled away from him, grinning to yourself, and he immediately missed your body being pressed against his.
"seriously, y/n," tyler's weak voice was heard once again and you couldn't miss the rise and fall of his chest. "what's going on?" he added and your gaze gave up from scanning his chest so you can glare at him, with parted lips. a look that turned him upside down. "weren't you with thorpe?"
"past tense. exactly." you spotted the important part of his sentence and, moving closer to his face, you placed your palms on his cheeks to pull him towards you due to the difference in height. "now," you breathed in and whispered the next part slowly, "wouldn't you like to let mommy take care of you, pretty boy?"
your warm breath on his lips and the words you said, plus all the teasing before, had made his situation so hard that he would have done whatever you told him. so he nodded and without a second thought, you kissed him hard and first you took his apron off and then you undid his belt.
a weak whimper got stuck in his throat, trying not to look so eager in front of you, but all his trying ended when, running your tongue past his teeth, you deepened the kiss and undid his pants so you can put your hand in his boxers to palm him.
you broke the kiss just to ask him "do you enjoy the way i'm touching you?", then coming back to gluing your lips on his again, continuing to move your hand along his bulge and pushing him towards the counter behind him.
he nodded against your lips, longing for more. and you could figure it out. so you pulled away from him for a moment, a short moment when he moaned at the lack of your touch, clamping his arms around the edge of the counter to keep himself on his feet. but after removing his pants and boxers, you stayed on your knees and with a big grin on your face, looking at his member.
"please," he whispered, closing his eyes, clutching the edge in his hands so hard that you could see the veins sticking out under his t-shirt, as he couldn't take your intense gaze.
biting your bottom lip and bringing your legs closer, looking for some kind of friction, you run your hand over his length once more and ask him, bringing your lips closer to his member so he can feel the vibration of your words into his whole body, "what are you asking me to do, exactly?" finally, you run your tongue over his tip and he straightens his back against the hard counter.
the movements of your tongue over the tip of his member were driving him crazy, but he couldn't find the words to tell you what he wanted.
"speak up, pretty boy,” you added and then pulled your hand away, making him open his eyes, “or i'll stop.”
his eyes were shining because he was not getting what he longed for and he was forced by your threat to find his courage. so he said, "please make me feel good. please, y/n."
you wrapped your hand around him, going up and down in slow motions, but your gaze stayed on him. "how do you address me?"
"y/n?" he sighed your name, in the form of a question, not understanding what you're talking about, but your hand stopped.
"wrong, pretty boy. think it over."
the way he couldn't resist the desire he had for you turned you on so much that you didn't know how long you could last without getting something in return, but you couldn't stop. not now.
"mommy?" he said questioningly, remembering your earlier words, followed by a guttural hum.
you feel yourself clench over nothing and you approved with a smile before getting back to work. you surrounded him with your mouth, moving back and forth as you could hear him making the most beautiful sounds, moaning and whining for you.
when his hand found its place in your hair, forming a ponytail to keep it out of your face, you allowed yourself to gently slide your hands to the hem of your dress, lifting it as high as possible on your thighs. you let one of your hands slide between your legs, and into your panties, so you can caress your clit in circular motions as you continued to make him feel good.
pushing your panties aside with your hand, you insert two fingers into yourself, and at the same time you continue to stimulate him by running your tongue all over his length, and his moans encouraged you that you are doing a good job.
"i'm close, mommy." he said, and when you looked up at him, you could tell that your reaction brought him even closer because you could feel him throbbing.
driven by these impulses, you increased the speed and combined licking and sucking, and in less than a few seconds you had him under your power, moaning as hard as his lungs could allow him to do so as you felt his milk sliding down your throat.
you removed your fingers, arranging your panties back in place, everything under his watchful gaze as he tried to calm his breathing after he had just come off his climax. you began to clean him with your tongue, a fact that made you more eager, so you stood up and pulled him by the neck towards you. you pulled him into a quick, passionate kiss, letting him taste himself on your tongue and you took his hands to put them on your waist, wanting to get a little more from him.
between hungry kisses and caressing his neck, you managed to tell him, "you did such a good job for me just now". and he whimpered, feeling himself getting hard again under your touch. "do you want to continue being a good boy to mommy?” you said and withdraw from the kiss, running his hand under your dress to the base of your panties as his look on you was worshiping you like the goddess you were.
his finger went past the base of your panties and made consciousness with your wetness, and his body immediately tensed when he heard you let out a grunt.
"tell me, you wanna make me feel good, hmm?” you said and your fingers made their way under his shirt, tracing non-existent lines on his skin while he didn't know how to react, still being a little flustered.
you took advantage of the moment and pulled away from him, letting his hand slide outside your panties as you pulled off his shirt over his head and pulling off your dress as well, standing in front of him in only your underwear.
"pick me up.” you ordered and placing his hands on your ass, you jumped up to make him keep your legs around his waist. you moved to kiss his neck, and whisper instructions, “lay me down with my back on the counter."
realizing that this was really going to happen, he put aside his shyness, turning on his heels with you in his arms. he laid you down as you said, running his lips over your breasts, something he'd been wanting to do ever since he saw your chest for the first time tonight.
"you can take it off,” you encouraged him and stood up a little, ignoring how good his increasing bulge felt between your still clothed bottom lips, so that he can open the flap of your bra for better access.
he did as you told him, throwing the bra somewhere around the cafe, and hurried to run his tongue over your nipple, giving each of your breasts their moment to shine.
"i can't take it anymore," you said and moved him away so you could throw your panties somewhere. then you pulled him back to you, both of you moaning as you made skin to skin contact. "i need you inside me."
"now?" he asked in amazed, for the first time in a long time, not recognizing his own voice because of how hoarse it was.
"yes!" you cried out, the desire already being unbearable and you took the situation into your own hands, putting your hands on the his member and lining with your entrance.
"okay!"
he said and allowed himself to penetrate you, and watch as your bodies intertwined each time he came in and out of you.
"pretty boy," you drew his attention to you with your husky voice, "you have to move a little faster."
he nodded his understanding and increased his speed, kissing your neck and breasts not only to help you feel good, but also because he loved it. and you put your legs around him, the position making him touch your spot even better from this angle and turning you both into a moaning mess.
"i'm so crazy about you, y/n, you have no idea." he mentioned in a vulnerable moment, kissing you all over your body.
a guttural laugh escaped your lips, pulling him over you so you could feel his lower body rubbing against your clit. "believe me, galpin, your looks are not subtle at all. i was sure that you would love the idea of having me." you replied, hearing him panting so close to your ear.
"now that you have me, take advantage of everything i'm capable of giving you,” you grabbed his face and told him, after locking your tongues together.
he moaned into the kiss and pulled back to answer you, "you feel so good around me, mommy."
you were so close. your opening squeezed him so tight that you could his manhood throbbing again.
"pick up the pace and let yourself go release for once more, with me this time," you played with your hand in his hair, while the other hand left marks on his back when he touched that place inside you that drove you crazy. "okay, pretty boy?" you added with a sensual tone breathing slowly over his lips, pulling him into a careless kiss as his truths became sloppy.
he continued to thrust into you until you both came off your high and only then you both did relax, him staying inside you as he sat on your chest as you played in his hair.
"you were such a good boy to me, tyler, you made me feel so damn good.” you praised him, whispering in his ear, as he listened to your heartbeat.
he looked up at you, being willing to have you for several times, "will there be another time?"
you smiled at him. a smile that made his heart flutter, but you moved your eyes to the ceiling to avoid his gaze. "i promise you nothing."
you were just getting out of a relationship and you didn't want to take on another one at a vulnerable moment. but his version was not excluded at all. you liked the power you had over him and you were sure that if he gained trust, he could also be the one dominating you. and you didn't dislike this idea.
if only xavier had heard that now you were thinking how much tyler galpin could attract you. good that only you would know that.
at least for the moment.
part 2 part 3
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A TASTE OF YOU – Tyler Galpin x Vampire!reader
SUMMARY – You accidentally bite Tyler.
Wednesday ordered both of you to stay in your dorm until she and Enid were back, and you and Tyler were following her orders extremely well because none of you felt the need to be around anyone else or be in any other place when you were together.
The first time you met Tyler you would have sworn you had never seen anyone as beautiful as him. His caramel hair and his green eyes shone under the dim lights of the coffee shop where he worked, and when he saw you entering the shop along with Wednesday and Enid, with your red eyes shining so brightly and hypnotizing him, he would have sworn that you were an angel. Nothing could be further from the truth.
Tyler at first seemed like something you couldn't afford, you couldn't even be in the same room as him without all the muscles in your body tensing and that lump of fear of not being able to control yourself forming in your throat. Tyler smelled so good. You've never wanted anything more than a taste of Tyler. You wished you didn't think of him in that way, and you felt so bad at first for having those thoughts but it was your nature, you couldn't help it. His smell was so intense and strong to you that when he was around, you couldn't even perceive the smell of coffee nor the smell of the people in the cafeteria either, only his.
Then you started spending more time together and you got used to his intoxicating scent, to his long and tempting neck, to the thick veins running down his hands, and he got used to your cold skin every time he would put his on top of yours, to the way you liked your coffee, and to make sure that your favorite table was free every time you visited him, the farthest away from people and windows.
In an act of courage, you invited him to the dance. He looked amazing in his white suit and he couldn't stop complimenting you and how beautiful you looked in your white dress. His face was so close to yours while you danced that you could even feel your breaths mixing until the moment was ruined and you both ended up soaked in fake blood.
Enid and Wednesday kept their curious eyes on both of you all night, and you internally blamed both of them for being so gossipy about Tyler not kissing you that night, but you kept saying to them that everything was fine between you and him and that it wouldn't have happened anyways because you and he were just friends.
Now he was sitting on your bed, with his back against the wall and one of your scrapbooks on his legs, waiting for you to finish your essay while he checked all of your memories glued to a notebook. This moment brought so much peace to both of you and it made you feel good that you could be in the same room in silence and it didn't feel awkward at all, but you couldn't help but think about the way he was leaving his scent in your bedsheets. Not only there but all of your dorm smelled like him.
—And... I'm done —. You announced to him.
Tyler raised his eyes from your album to look at you while you closed your books and laptop. In fact, he had been looking at you for a really long time, but every time you turned around to see what he was doing or if he was bored, he acted as if he wasn't paying attention to you.
He watched you all the time, even when you thought he wasn't: the first time he saw you no one else seemed to exist in his eyes. He was looking at you through the store window in Jericho looking for the perfect dress with Enid. Then Wednesday appeared by his side all of sudden, and she almost gave him a heart attack. She told him how creepy he was being by stalking you and not going inside and talk you. He was looking at you dancing with your friends and having fun at the dance while he went to refill his cup, and he was looking at you at that time as well, focusing on your homework and biting your lower lip.
You sat in front of Tyler to see what part of your scrapbook he was looking at. —Oh that's when me and my family travelled to Transylvania.
Tyler kept turning the pages and listening closely to everything that you told him about your travels, your family, your friends. He also asked you a lot of question only so you could keep talking. Until he got to the page where you glued a sugar sachet from the Weathervane cafe and a piece of a napkin with the name of the cafe. You wrote the date and a "T" in the corner of the page. The letter was small, barely visible, but Tyler was quick to notice and couldn't help but smile while looking at the page.
—It is from the first day I went to Jericho —. You tried to explain. It was obvious that he noticed that that page was his.
Tyler nodded. The smirk remained on his lips as you tried to justify yourself. —That's all that happened that day?
—That's all I remember —. You teased him.
—Oh, that's all you remember? —Tyler asked, closing your scrapbook while subtly leaning towards you. You nodded, swallowing nervously for having him so close.
Your breaths mixed, just like the day of the dance, but this time Tyler was not going to back off. Duringt those seconds of silence Tyler's eyes took their time to stare at your lips, and then his eyes tried to meet yours but your eyes were focused on his lips. So pink and cute. Tyler's scent took over your entire body, and that was the hardest exercise of self-control you had ever had to make. Your gums hurt from holding your fangs, you were trying so hard to not let them out and ruin the moment.
He called your name. You hummed, letting him know that he got your attention. —Can I kiss you?
You nodded to his question, closing your eyes, and inhaling Tyler's scent. He licked his lips before he leaned towards you and connected his lips with yours. He did it carefuly. Tyler's lips were soft and warm, and they moved smoothly with yours. You let out a sigh against his lips, and what you tried to prevent, inevitably happened. Your fangs came out when you were sucking on his lower lip and your sharp teeth sunk into his skin. Immediately after, he hissed and broke the kiss, bringing his fingers to his lip, and discovering the blood coming out of them.
—Tyler, I'm so sorry —. You were beyond embarrassed. Not only did you hurt him but now the smell of his blood was making your irises turn into an intense red. Your eyes were locked on the blood running down his fingertips, and the beautiful red color of it, feeling your fangs grow bigger and your throat go dry. You looked away as soon as you realized how creepy that was probably being. —I'll go and get you some paper.
—No. It's– It's okay. Look, I'm fine. Nothing happened —. He quickly licked the blood off his lips, not giving it much importance so you wouldn't give it either and as if he had not realized the reaction that what just happened had had on you, he kissed you again.
Your eyes opened wide while Tyler kissed you. His mouth tasted like blood. But not any blood. His blood. And it was as sweet as you imagined it to be. The little wounds on his lower lip were still bleeding a little bit, the blood coming out of them going directly into your mouth and making you tense your back. Tyler thought that you were just nervous so he moved one of his hands to cup one of your cheeks in an attempt to reassure you. You shouldn't be enjoying this, but you would be lying if you said you had never imagined what this moment would feel like. The warmth of his touch made you come back to reality and realize that you weren't kissing him back. You closed your eyes and your hand went to the back of his head to deepen the kiss.
Your lips focused on his lower one which Tyler appeared to enjoy because of the way, he hummed in your mouth. Your hand was deep inside the curls at the back of his head, pulling him closer if possible, and both of his hands were on your cheeks.
—Ew —. Wednesday said. —I'd rather have needles under my fingernails for the rest of my painful existence than have to watch this again.
—Oh, come on... —Enid nudged Wednesday. —You guys are so cute!
By the time your friends interrupted you two, you made sure that no sign of blood was left on his lips or yours. Your two friends entered your shared dorm and approached you and Tyler to explain what they had found out. You got up from your bed and let them know that you needed to use the bathroom.
Even though your cheeks were cold, you had that human sensation of them burning after your kiss with Tyler. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you noticed the bloodstain on your cheek. When Tyler cupped your cheeks, he still had blood on his fingers after wiping it from his lips and now it was all over your cheek. You knew it was bad, you knew that you shouldn't do it, but you couldn't waste such a delicacy. You licked the tip of your thumb and ran it over your cheek, collecting his blood and then you sucked on your finger.
You loved everything about Tyler.
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Animal Impulses [Tyler Galpin x Reader]
You stumbled upon his hideout. Had discovered his secret. And you had every intention of helping him control his urges.
[Tyler Galpin x gn!afab!reader]
WEDNESDAY SPOILERS BELOW
Warnings: Dacryphilia, Blood Kink, Pain Kink, Size Kink, marking, choking, P in V penetration, Oral (f and m receiving), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), mentions of murder, tyler being creepy, dubcon if you squint
18+! MINORS DNI! (I will block you.)
Enjoy!
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„You should be running.
Be scared of me.
How are you not scared of me?“
You don’t know how you found yourself in this situation to begin with.
You should have known better.
There was a curfew for a reason.
My god, a killer was on the loose.
Targeting both the Nevermore students and the townsfolk.
But yet your feet almost automatically strutted through the fallen leaves.
You had found a cave, then.
And just like a child, curiosity got the best of you.
You didn’t know.
That you had walked straight into his lair.
You’d known Tyler for ages.
The sweet barista who always made sure your drink was extra hot, like you requested.
Who had at some point memorized your order, your cup ready before you even entered.
Sure, you had crushed on him.
Who wouldn’t fall for the soft curls, the bright smile and the intriguing secret behind his eyes.
You finally found out what it was.
His heavy steps cornered you now.
He towered over you as he trapped you against the walls, his eyes darker than you’d ever seen.
„I know you won’t harm me.“
It was barely a whisper.
Your breath was visible in the cold night air, your cheeks reddened not only from the temperatures.
You could feel a warmth radiating off him, even as he stood in only a shirt.
His fist hit the wall next to you with an impact that made some rubble fall.
„How are you so sure?
I don’t see friend or foe when the impulse takes over.
I could hurt you without even knowing it.“
Your hand found his tense shoulders now as you soothed over his barely covered skin.
A deep breath escaped him now, like he had let go off years of pent up anger.
But he was far from calm, far from harmless.
Somehow that just drew you in even closer.
„I know you, Tyler.
You’re not a bad person.
Your impulses, tell me about them.“
„You sound like my shrink.“
„I’m just trying to help.“
„How could you possibly help?“
It was you who had the upper hand now.
Softly you let the hand that was previously on his shoulder drag towards his chest.
You inched in closer, so close you could almost feel his lips on yours.
„Perhaps I can take away some of your pain.“
That was his cue as he harshly pushed his lips against yours.
You matched his pace, fighting desperately for control.
You weren’t surprised when his teeth gnawed on your bottom lip.
He had drawn some blood with his sharp teeth.
You could see him changing now, see the ferocity in his every move.
His chest was heaving as he desperately tried to hold back the animal impulses.
With a grin you licked the blood of your own lip.
He pulled you in by the waist, hips grinding against yours as he once again took you in.
He had tasted blood and he wanted more.
In whatever way he could.
It was you who slowed him then, forehead resting against his.
„Does it help? Does it still the urges when we kiss?“
„It does, but I want more. I need more.“
„I have more to give.“
You started leaving chaste kisses along his jaw, lips traveling towards his neck.
You sucked bright red marks into his skin, the fact that you were marking up the police chief’s son just giving you even more confidence.
His hand found your hair then, pulling you back.
„Stop being a tease.“
„Why? I thought you needed more.“
„You should not mess with me.“
You grinned a bit as you pulled his shirt above his head then.
You wondered where all this toned body and warm skin had been hidden when you would ogle at him in the coffee shop.
You wanted him for a while now.
Your sharp nails dragged along his torso, causing Tyler to groan.
He knew pain, it had become a close friend.
One he loved when it came from you.
God, you were even better than he could have imagined.
He had been pinning you for ages.
Had tried to tell himself it was just a harmless crush.
Even when he could smell you from miles away.
Even when he found himself in front of your window, quietly looking in.
You had come to him like a gift from the gods.
You had dropped to your knees now, not even caring about the gravel scratching up your knees.
You were quick to unbuckle his belt, pulling down his jeans and boxers at the same time.
His physique just kept bringing surprises.
With a tip of his finger he tilted your chin up, looking into your eyes.
He did not want you to stop, god no.
But he was afraid of what he would do once you started.
„Are you sure about this? I have no clue how this will affect me-„
He didn’t get to finish his train of thought.
You grabbed him, your tongue swirling across his tip.
The grunt that left his body was inhumane.
Like he had been touch-starved for centuries.
And you were intent on fulfilling his desires.
You opened your mouth, letting your lips slip around his tip.
His hands immediately found your hair, scalp burning as he took control.
He pushed himself further into you, causing you to gag around him.
Tears started running down your cheeks as he continued to push into your throat.
He was vocal, clearly enjoying himself.
You could feel it, too.
The way he would twitch every now and then, precum filling your mouth.
He pushed you off him when he couldn’t handle it anymore.
„Stand up.“
It was an order, one you gladly followed.
Your eyes shot up to his and a breath escaped your lungs at the state he was in.
His pupils were blown, his chest heaving.
His curls had fallen clad against his forehead with the heat you produced.
He grabbed your chin so softly, you almost forgot the monster behind his eyes.
Soft kisses found your cheeks as he relished in the taste of your tears.
His mouth traveled further and further, coming to your beck and leaving wet trails that cooled with the night air.
You could feel yourself pulse at how much he turned you on.
„I can smell you, you know?“
You gulped slightly, causing him to chuckle.
Your cheeks were now beyond red, your face emitting just as much heat as his body was.
You tried hiding your face in his shoulder but he would not let you.
His hand gripped your cheeks then, pressing a long and furious kiss onto yours.
„Never said I didn’t like it.“
His hands rummaged your body, grasping at the too many layers you wore.
Carefully he slipped you out of your coat, letting it topple to the floor.
He was not as careful with your shirt.
With a loud rip he had torn it off you, leaving you exposed.
„Tyler!“ You yelled in surprise.
„Don’t fret about the shirt.
I told you, I needed more.“
You shut up then, his hands unclasping your bra and throwing it to the ground.
His lips traveled along your clavicle, further and further down until finally he found the are he desired.
He was quick to pull your jeans down your waist, causing you to stumble.
His hands were fast to hold you in place.
His tongue lapped at your core feverishly within seconds.
He didn’t give you time to adjust as his sloppy movements started.
He was fast but controlled, knowing exactly how to move.
„You taste just as good as I imagined.“
Your cheeks reddened even further if that was possible.
Gosh, how could you have been missing out on this?
Perhaps you should have done this sooner.
Maybe you could have prevented some of the misery then.
A gasp escaped your mouth as he pushed two fingers into you without warning.
His long fingers stretched you out delicately.
He had to prepare you for what he wanted to do.
He had urges, sure, but he was not cruel.
Not to you at least.
His tongue worked simultaneously with his fingers, curling and hitting a spot deep inside you.
You saw stars as your body felt overwhelmed, your legs almost buckling underneath you.
„Tyler, I‘m gonna-„
„Cum for me, little one.“
He didn’t need to tell you twice.
Your moans echoed along the empty space as you gripped his hair for any form of stability.
You thought you would faint.
You swore you could have.
Tyler stood again once you had gotten over your high, pulling his long fingers out of you.
„Taste yourself.“
Your lips wrapped around his fingers, his eyes scanning you as you lapped up every last drop of it.
God, he wanted you.
Needed to feel you around him.
He wanted to destroy you.
His hand wrapped around your throat immediately.
You squealed under his touch, for the first time showing any sort of fear.
But this was no normal fear, no.
It was laced with arousal, laced with want.
It was more delicious than any fear he’d seen before.
The moan that ripped put of your throat as he squeezed made him hungry for more.
„You liked that, huh?“
You nodded softly, an innocent smile meeting his dark grin.
He picked you up by the thighs then, pushing you into the wall behind you.
With ease he held you in his place, his arms flexing.
He needed to get his fix now.
He lined himself up with you as your hands wrapped around his neck, holding on to him.
You hissed as he pushed his tip into you.
Even now he was slow and careful not to injure you.
A whine escaped him as he bottomed out.
Slowly he started pushing into you.
His hips snapped against yours as he almost pulled out only to thrust back in again.
He picked up his pace, groans escaping him as he fucked into you harder.
It didn’t take you long to get to your second orgasm.
He rode it out with you as your fingernails scratched up his back and neck.
He was determined to give you what you wanted.
Your loud moans had him getting closer to his own relief quickly.
His hips stuttered when he came with a few loud groans.
He stilled, pulsing inside of you as you could feel him filling you up.
His lips found your neck again, biting and sucking at the skin to stifle his sounds.
He had to mark you as his.
Had the world to see that he wrecked you.
Carefully he set you back down as he tried to catch his breath.
A short laugh escaped his lungs as he saw how exhausted you looked.
It was an earnest one.
Like you were the cutest thing he’d ever seen.
Your heart fluttered softly.
It felt like he was himself again.
The barista that would make sure the heart on your drink‘s foam was perfect.
The one who would trip over his own two feet when you caught him staring.
The one you had fallen for so effortlessly.
He pushed his forehead against yours, pressing a few soft pecks onto your lips.
„You understand you can’t tell anyone?
About the lair?
About who I am?“
You nodded softly.
You would keep his secret if it meant you could keep him around.
Your hand softly pushed his hair out of his face.
„This can be our little secret.“
He smiled, another kiss meeting your lips.
He pulled you against him then, his arms wrapping around your waist softly.
He never wanted to let you go again.
You were his now, had saved him.
Why kill when he could have his own personal way of stilling the animal impulses?
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“we feel things for you” ♥︎ tyler galpin x reader x xavier thorpe
summary : xavier and tyler are in a relationship... but what happens when they start having feelings for their best friend?
warnings : smut, double penetration, pet names, teasing, tyler being a meanie, sub xavier, etc.
a/n : weak sex with xavier and tyler <3 i suck nskdjs i’m sorry.
xavier was unsure of many things, but his attraction toward you was not one of them. he didn’t know how to explain it. he had tyler, whom he loved, so still... why did he need you as well?
if he were to choose, he could never. you were their best friend and as well as tyler, you had been by his side always. he was fucked, he knew it. but the worst part was, he had to tell tyler as well.
“hey” xavier jumped as he felt a familiar hand on his shoulder, his eyes widening as he looked up at his boyfriend, worried that he’d actually heard his thoughts. “what’s wrong?” tyler pursed his lips and sat down across from xavier.
“nothing-” the blond stopped himself with a sigh, he couldn’t lie to him. not when he looked so pure and clueless, so innocent. “y/n” he whispered.
tyler gave him a curious look, his hand covering his boyfriend’s. “as in, our friend y/n?”
“mhm” he responded, his eyes looking everywhere but at tyler. “we had a sleepover last night... we didn’t do nothing but, she fell asleep on my chest” xavier’s hand was shaking in his boyfriend’s hold, and he prayed tyler wouldn’t notice.
he did.
“yes?” he urged the boy to continue, gripping his hand to reassure him. “keep going, love. it’s just me.”
that’s when xavier’s face softened, his lips breaking into a dopey smile. of course, it was only him ─ his loving boyfriend, the one who’d always helped him when needed.
he felt a bit more confident now.
“when we were there, i felt something...” he whispered, even more confused. “i love you, please remember that” he looked up worriedly, his brows furrowed and his heart clenching at the thought of hurting tyler.
tyler smiled softly. “you want her, don’t you?”
“i- i mean, um... yes?” xavier stuttered, biting on his lip as he tried to find a suitable response. “and i know she wants us too, ty. i’m not crazy, i’ve seen the way she looks at you, even caught her staring at me a few times” he rushed to explain and tyler smiled to himself. even xavier knew that he was oblivious to almost everything, so the fact that he noticed was a suprise.
“she does, doesn’t she?” tyler smirked. “well, i’ve been thinking about her for a while too” xavier’s head snapped up, the confession leaving him flabbergasted. “mhm, yes i did. you can’t exactly say that you are surprised though. i like pretty things” he caressed xavier’s cheek, the boy melting into his palm instantly.
“let’s go find her, yeah?”
♥︎
xavier knew just where to find you ─ your dorm room. as crazy as it sounded, he was your roommate. you two had grown so close to each other that you had your parents convince principal weems to let you stay with him.
he knocked on the door and tyler gave him a weird look. “why would you do that?”
“yes?” you called softly from the other side of the door, closing your book and placing it behind you on the bed.
xavier cleared his throat, his eyes wide as he entered the room, with his boyfriend behind him.
“oh- x, you didn’t have to knock” you smiled softly at him, gulping when you noticed who was standing behind him. tyler.
his hazel eyes were on you as he waved awkwardly, and you returned it the same way.
“yes i know i’m sorry i-” he started rambling, but tyler quickly cut him off, although he was just as nervous, maybe more.
“y/n, we feel things for you” he spat out, his brows furrowing and his lips pursing at the way he said it ─ nothing like the speech they had planned on the way to evermore.
xavier’s shoulders dropped as he slapped his forehead. “oh man” he whispered.
“you mean.. you like me?” your eyes were wide and your heart was clenching at the mere thought of them liking you back. you’d tried so hard to stay away from both of them because you could never resist being touchy and loving on them all the time, so you didn’t want to ruin their relationship.
“yes!” xavier exclaimed, his hands in the air like he’d just won the cup. “we fucking love you, y/n/n. we want to be with you, please allow us.”
he was giving you the puppy eyes as if he had to convince you. he didn’t have to, from the moment they walked in, you were putty in their hands.
“i love you too” you confessed softly, taking their hands in yours. “kiss?”
“fuck yes” tyler’s breath quickened as he smashed his lip onto yours, his hands holding your waist ever so gently. you whimpered against his lips, your free hand that wasn’t in tyler’s hair, holding xavier’s tightly as you pulled him to you.
you pulled away from the kiss to rub your roommate’s cheek. he looked at you adoringly, his eyes shifting between your swollen lips and your teary eyes. you were so grateful.
“pretty” he whispered before his own lips grazed yours, softly kissing you, unlike tyler. he was gentle, and tyler was desperate, but in their own way, both of them wanted to have you.
xavier set his knee in between your parted legs on the bed, and you felt him come closer and closer, giving you an adrenaline rush. your hands came to grip his arms as his knee grazed your clothed core, and you had to break the kiss with a needy whimper.
your eyes were teary and red. you were so desperate for them, and they could see it.
“up” tyler instructed as you blushed, your eyes looking at the knee xavier was teasing you with. “there you go” tyler held your chin and you looked up at him, the tears threatening to spill any second. “why are you crying, lovie?”
your breath hitched in your throat. “cus i need you” you whimpered when tyler’s hand found the hem of your shirt, pulling up until your chest was revealed to them. you were not wearing a bra.
“fuck me” xavier moaned when he caught sight of your perked nipples, his knee bucking into your sensitive core.
“xavier” you moaned out and tyler saw it as his cue to move so he was behind you on the bed, his arms wrapping around your delicate waist.
“you like her tits, pretty boy?” he taunted, staring into xavier’s eyes as he tweaked one of your nipples, causing you to throw your head back.
“uh huh” he exhaled sharply, and you whined when you no longer felt his knee moving, and you look down, tyler’s hand gripping his boyfriend’s thigh.
“but why!” you exclaimed, shifting so you’d be able to hump his knee, but it was no use, as tyler’s other hand was gripping your waist as well.
he tutted softly, and your breath hitched as you felt his hand come down to your cunt, pulling your panties to the side. you shuddered at the feeling of his cold fingers against your wet, warm core, and it made tyler groan.
xavier was staring at the way tyler’s fingers played with your folds, spreading the wetness from your hole and onto your clit and lips. “you wanna taste, my love?” he asked his boyfriend, the submissive boy nodding frantically as he bent down, taking tyler’s fingers in his mouth, and sucking them dry.
it was a sight for sore eyes. the way tyler praised him, the way xavier moaned around his fingers because of you.
“fuck me please” you begged, and it was almost inaudible. but they heard you.
“who do you want to fuck, lovely?” tyler spoke softly as he nosed at your neck as he placed small kisses along the sensitive skin.
“both” you murmured, your hands shaking with the anticipation. “want you both inside of me... m-my pussy.”
god, your cheeks were so red.
xavier was acting like an eager puppy. by the time you were done speaking, his cock was springing out of his pants, deliciously red. he seemed to have lost his mind, like he only wanted your cunt, not you.
“he gets like this” tyler soothed your worries, kissing your cheek as you felt him rid himself of his pants as well. “he wants you so much, baby. tell him what to do, he won’t do anything unless you tell him to.”
your heart warmed at the thought. sure, xavier was a soft, gentle boy, but you never thought he’d be so obedient in the bedroom.
“can you please get inside of me, bubba?” you asked softly, warm eyes looking up at him.
he nodded, leaning in to peck your lips for a moment. he had his cock in his hand, and he shakily guided it to your pussy, moaning loudly when his tip grazed your clit, causing you to clench around positively... nothing.
his eyes rolled back as he sank into your pussy, his hand gripping the base of his cock. “feel good” he whimpered, falling forward so that his face was hiding against your neck.
“of course you do” tyler taunted, his free hand carding through xavier’s long hair before he was lifting your hips, so he could get inside of you too.
his hands were massaging your ass as he bottomed out inside of you, his face against the other side of your neck. “shit” you moaned loudly. you had both of them inside your pussy. both.
it was clearly not your first time, but they were already big as it was. so taking both of them was something else.
“hurt?” xavier looked at you worriedly, and you turned your head to the side to peck his lips. “no, feels so good” you whimpered and felt him relax against you.
“can i have one?” tyler feigned jealousy, and you hurried to smash your lips against his, holding him by his jaw. you clearly did not expect him to─
“t-tyler!” you cried out when he thrusted harshly into you, feeling as though you were split open, and he encouraged xavier to do the same.
“oops” tyler smirked, his hand sliding down to your stomach, and a bit lower until he found your clit. it was swollen and sensitive from xavier’s previous actions, but he did not care. he started pressing onto it like it was a real button.
xavier mewled against your skin, his hand coming up to hold tyler’s free one. tyler could feel his cock already start twitching, ‘poor baby’, he thought.
“how does it feel, x?” he asked and the boy whined, mumbling a small ‘perfect’ as he rutted into you, his tears falling onto your exposed skin.
“give her more... cum in her, she wants it. don’t you, honey?” tyler taunted and you sighed, your heartbeat picking up as you nodded desperately.
you were exhausted from cumming a couple times already, and you needed their cum. you craved it.
the room was filled with all kinds of sounds. whimpers from xavier, low grunts from tyler, soft ‘clapping’ sounds from how fast they were fucking you. until xavier couldn’t last no more.
“cummin’” he cried weakly and you could feel him get more and more desperate as the seconds were passing.
“go ahead, baby. let us feel you” tyler encouraged him, and although he was not a very vocal person in bed, sound-wise, he let out a loud cry and gripped your hips as they both stilled inside of you at the same time.
it was nothing like you’d ever felt before. tyler could feel xavier’s cock throb as he came inside of you, and you could feel it too, but twice.
♥︎
“took me to fucking heaven” tyler exhaled deeply and dropped on the bed as well, causing you to giggle softly.
“think someone isn’t back yet” you pointed to xavier who was laying on his tummy, his forehead sweaty as he faced you two.
he smiled. you thought he couldn’t hear you, but he most definitely did. “you are just that good, huh? let me feed into your egos a little more.”
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Xavi Doesn’t Know
Tyler Galpin x Fem!Reader
SMUT (18+) ((oral, car sex, phone sex?, jealous!xavier, possessive!tyler))
Word Count: 1,204
Xavier doesn’t know that you and Tyler do it in his car every Sunday, that when you’re shopping Tyler’s really not stopping and it’s a three way call and Xavi doesn’t even know.
“Hey, (Y/N)!” Xavier calls out to you, jogging to meet you where you stand in the courtyard. You take a deep breath before turning to the taller boy. Everyone knew Xavier was infatuated with you, ever since you spoke to him during orientation on the first day of freshman year. Unfortunately, he never mustered up the courage to actually do anything about the feelings he had, other than harbor them. You waited, you really did, but eventually his game got tiring and you found someone else.
“Yeah what’s up?” You nod.
“Do you want to hang out in my shed on Sunday? I was thinking we could have a chill day, like we used to.” You cringe at the mention of Sunday. You already had plans.
“Sorry Xavi, I’m already going to a church thing with Wednesday.”
“Oh, okay! No problem, some other time then.” You smile politely and nod, watching as he trudges away. It killed you to lie to him, but he’d hate you if he knew what you were really doing.
“Oh shit baby-“ Tyler gasps bucking up into your mouth. Your hand rests on the center console of his car while you bob your head up and down, messily drooling all over his cock. He screws his eyes shut, focusing on the heavenly feeling of your tongue. His knuckles turn white, gripping the steering wheel as if it might float away. “I’m so close baby, I can’t hold it much longer.” He breathily warns. His noises spur you on, going faster as he gasps harder. Tyler can’t find the words to say anything as his hips stutter, cum shooting up into your mouth. You swallow what you can, and clean his cock with long swipes as his chest heaves. His hand grabs your neck, bringing you to his face for a sloppy kiss. You slide over onto his lap from your seat and kiss him harder.
Meanwhile, Xavier is sat in his wooden chair at his desk. He rolls his eyes and tears out the doodle, throwing the crumpled page to the floor amongst the countless others. He runs a hand through his hair. He hated liking you this much. Too bad Xavi doesn’t know that you do it in Tyler’s car every Sunday.
A few days later he tries again. You and Enid sat next to each other, talking about some assignments.
“Hey, I was thinking we could reschedule that hang out sesh for today if you weren’t busy.” He sheepishly grins. You frown.
“I’m sorry, Enid and I were gonna go shopping in town today.” You and Enid were going into town, except Ajax was coming along as well and you’d be dropped off at Tyler’s house. His mouth draws into a thin line as he nods curtly.
“That’s fine, you two have fun.” He huffs walking off, discouraged but not completely set off.
“Harder, Tyler please-“ You whine, your legs drawing him in by his waist. He obeys, leaning down to kiss you as he does so, swallowing your increasingly loud moans. Your hand curls into his hair, gripping it tightly as he groans into your mouth. His cock feels so nice rutting into your pussy.
“Bet our little friend Xavi can’t fuck you this good.” He snidely remarks, having pulled away from your mouth just to comment in your ear. You shake your head quickly.
“No- only you, only you can fuck me this good-“ You babble, feeling the heat in your stomach grow. Tyler smirks at your quick assurance and dips his hand down to your clit, rewarding you.
“Good girl, that’s right.” He hisses with pleasure as your pussy squeezes his cock. He swirls a finger around your clit faster until your hips are bucking up into his, cumming as he finishes in your pussy. He gives you a few more rolls of his hips, making sure his cum is deep in you, before pulling out.
Xavier carefully moves his hand, making the painting before him come to life. You sat on a blanket in the grass, smiling through the paper. He sighs, slamming the sketchbook shut. He was never going to have that, not if he didn’t man the fuck up and tell you what exactly he wanted. He wasn’t ever completely honest with his intentions, he figured that’s what kept pushing you away. He was going to call you, and instead of tip-toeing around it he was going to ask you out.
“On your hands and knees, baby.” Tyler kisses you before letting you bend over. He gently grabs your ass and presses it back against himself. Your pussy clenching around nothing as he lightly slaps it with his hard cock. Right as he’s about to slide home, your ringtone goes off. Tyler picks up the phone and sees Xavier’s face light up on the screen. Smirking, he clicks answer and tosses the device near your head.
“Hello?” You answer, kind of annoyed about the interruption. Tyler makes it a little more bearable by easing into you.
“(Y/N)! Hey, I really needed to talk to you about something serious. Are you able to talk right now?” You roll your eyes, biting your lip as Tyler slides in and out of your cunt slowly.
“Yeah I’m good, what’s up?”
“Well, I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About me and you, us, I mean…” Tyler speeds up his thrusts. “I know why you’ve been avoiding me, and I totally get it! You’ve been wanting me to just be straight up with you.” He states, you’re trying not to moan or laugh into the phone. Tyler wraps a hand around your waist and toys with your clit.
“Xavier, I-“ You quietly muster.
“Wait, I’m not done.” He interrupts.
“Me neither.” Tyler murmurs, you squeeze his cock, making him chuckle softly.
“(Y/N), will you go out with me?” You gasp as Tyler hits a spot deep inside of you, no doubt getting off on this conversation. A three way call and Xavi doesn’t even know. Xavier waits, hearing the gasp and getting excited for your acceptance.
“I’m sorry Xavier, it’s just- ah- you really should’ve told me sooner.” You try your best to sound sorry for him while pleasures fill your senses. The line stays quiet. Tyler reaches for the phone and holds it between his ear and shoulder while he grips your hips for more leverage.
“I’m sorry Thorpe, you snooze; you lose.” He pouts, letting Xavier hear the sinful slaps of his skin against yours before hanging up. When the phone is out of sight, he continues thrusting- harder and deeper than before. You finally let out the pent up moans and push back against his cock. He leans over you to whisper in your ear. “So good for me, denying him while my cock is deep inside your pretty little cunt.” Your breathy moan is all he needs to hear before stilling his hips and filling you up once again while your cum mixes with his, dripping onto his sheets below.
Xavier throws his phone across the dorm room, the device clattering to the ground. He couldn’t believe he was so trusting. Xavi just didn’t know.
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time for dom tyler w a vamp gf bc he has a thirst for fear and blood and she cant die and likes pain 🤭
Close Your Eyes // Tyler Galpin
warnings: dark!tyler, biting, mean!dom!tyler, hyde comes out but not ugly bug eyes, just claws lmfao, slapping, blindfold, blood, smut (again obvi), degrading, praising, fingering, oral (woman recieving), manhandling, may make some uncomfy☝️
smut smut smut SMUT bc he deserves the hype truly
Tongue and teeth and hands and skin. Red, and white, and the absence of it all.
She relished in the feeling of the sting across her cheek, squealing at the feel of his hands gripping at her breasts, and jumping each time he let her go to grab at her again.
"Ty," she breathed, chest brushing his as he held her wrists to the wall, "can I see you yet?"
"I wanted to try a blindfold actually."
She ran it through her mind as she breathed him in, pausing before opening her eyed of her own accord.
"Why?'
His grip on her wrists loosened, soothing shapes traced where bruises would remain tomorrow, "If you can't see what I'm doing, you'll be forced to anticipate what I do next."
She read between the lines. Anticipate. Be nervous. Nerves meant fear, excitement. Fear fed the fire the hyde instilled in him, and excitement wasn't hard to come by when he had such a way with her body.
"Okay."
"Okay?"
She nodded, pressing the last soft kiss of the night to his lips, "Show me why I should be scared."
He groaned, hand tracing at her neck, "Close your eyes."
He was gone, and then he wasn't. She felt the fabric as he fastened it around her eyes.
It was light, and he tyed it tight, but not so tight it hurt.
"You," he sucked against the column of her throat, "are so fucking good for me, arent you?"
she nodded, a smile gracing her despite the handling she knew was to come.
she loved her sweet, soft eyed boyfriend when he was quiet and shy, holding her hand; she also loved her dark, careless, merciless boyfriend when he threw her around and fucked her dumb.
"Always so willing," she felt the dull point as he held it between her breasts, cutting through the thin fabric of her top.
As the fabric fell to the floor, the point still trailed her stomach. Dull enough to graze, sharp enough to cut if he so wished.
Her breath caught, head collapsing to the wall as it poked below her waistline.
"Careful. Wouldn't want to cut you, yeah?" his laugh was sadistic.
It drove her fucking crazy.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Cut me, Ty."
The burn across her face was familiar.
"You're so fucking needy. It's pathetic."
"I want you," she screamed as he dug his claws into the flesh of her thigh, "to hurt me."
She couldn't see it, oh how she fucking wished she could, but she could hear it. Feel it.
He was smiling, "Anything you want."
She was in his arms, legs wrapped at his waist as his cock hardened as her core ground against him with each step.
He dropped her to the bed with no warning, the fall catching her off guard.
As she tried to sit up, he shoved her to her back. Her thighs clenched as he ran his teeth across his collarbone. She was unsure if the substance between her legs was her own arousal or the blood from the wound he'd dug into her skin.
As he trailed across her breasts, he bit down, sending her back arching into him as she whimpered.
"Tyler!" she gasped, her own nails raking through his scalp, gripping at his hair as he worked.
As his touch left her, she whined, a pout crossing her as she felt the bed shift.
Where had he gone?
His fingers clutched around her ankles, ripping her down the mattress as he attached his lips to her center through the fabric covering her.
It sent her reeling as she jolted at the contact.
"Tell me what it is."
She lay confused, turned on probably more than she should be, eyes open under the blindfold, as if she could look for the answer.
The shock of the cold against her clit as he tugged her panties to the side answered her queries.
"Fuck!"
He ran it down her folds, pressing viciously against her clit as he pushed at her thighs to keep her down.
"Either you stay still or this ends."
She nodded, body trembling as she tried to keep herself still.
Her fingers scraped against the bed as he thrust tso of his fingers in with no warning, keeping the ice at her most sensitive spot.
He went slow, dragging through her as she moaned, "Tyler, faster!"
He gripped at her hips, mouth meeting her as he picked up the pace. He groaned as she bucked back against him, urging him to go faster still.
As her head rolled back, his teeth tugged at her, tongue soothing the burn as she writhed, the previous warning forgotten.
"Taste so fucking good," he sighed into her.
As her hormones surged and her back arched, she cried out for him, reaching desperately for him as she yanked him to her level, forcing her lips against his.
She came as his fingers never gave up, her fangs piercing his lower lip.
As she floated down his hand trapped her own two in a cage above her head, his tongue running across her neck as he bit down.
It was sick, and disgusting, the way she ached each and everytime he tore into her.
It invoked a feeling so raw, so confusing, and so fucking enticing.
He hadn't fully released her from the hold of his mouth as he pushed her up, only letting go as he flipped her to the position he wanted her.
"I'm gonna fuck you, and you're not going to cum until I say so."
"Yes, please."
His palm cracked down across her ass as he rubbed himself against her, teasing.
With slow, torturous taps to her clit, rubbing his tip along her as he fought his own sense of control from behind her.
"Goddamnit Ty-"
His hand collided with her pussy, making her shout as her back dipled further inwards.
He eased into her, allowing no recovery time as he pounded into her, his hand sneaking around her neck, pulling her up against him.
"You're so pretty when you let me fucking destroy you."
Her lip was between her teeth, fighting the sounds trying to escape her.
She felt dirty, sick, and she was. God she really was. Because she loved it.
"Letting me ruin your sweet little outfit," his fingers found her clit, "carve into you like the pain slut you are," he rubbed rough figure eights against her, grip at her neck tightening, "and now you're letting me fuck you stupid."
She gripped a hand at his around her neck, pushing further against her windpipe, her eyes drifting to the back of her head.
Her moans were strangled and the she felt so so dizzy.
She could smell the adrenaline, sense her own nerves as he could do anything he pleased with her. She could nearly taste the anger and the rage seeping out of him as he buried himself inside of her.
He dropped the grip at her neck, feeling her clench around his cock, "dont you dare cum without permission."
His thrusts grew deeper, his hands ravaging her body as he took what he wanted.
He was beautiful, she didn't need to see physically to see him in her own mind.
Head thrown bad, the low growls ripping out of his throat revealing he was just as close as she was.
The way he ripped himself from her to throw her to her back again only solidified what she'd known
"Tyler, right there, please!"
He kept his pace, stabbing st her g spot with each and every thrust, "Please- let me-"
"Say my name."
"Tyler," she gasped.
"Whose fuck toy are you?"
"Y-yours," her lip bled with how hard she bit down, "I'm yours!"
"Now!" he demanded.
She broke.
Her lips met his neck as she dug her teeth into the skin of his neck. Her mouth rushed with his blood as she came apart on him. As she savored his taste he lost himself, cumming inside her.
The shocks sent the two of them into a spiral, reaching and gripping and gasping.
As she pulled from his neck, he rushed his lips to hers, tasting his own blood, running his tongue across hers to capture the taste.
He ripped at the blindfold, revealing her eyes before kissing her once more, his hold on her waist not faltering.
"I love you."
He slowly withdrew from her, gentle hands as he brushed the stray hairs from her cheeks, "I worship you."
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Tyler PLEASE! Especially one where he is smitten with the nevermore reader… if you feel like writing smut I feel like him worshipping her body would be ✨✨✨✨thank you!!!
Honey Catching Season (Tyler Galpin x Reader)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin x AFAB Reader
Warnings: Smut. Cursing. Kissing. Oral sex (Female receiving) Unprotected vaginal sex. Mirror sex. Lots of praise and kisses. Siren reader, I gave her Bianca's eyes. Mentions of reader being tiny but it is in comparison with the Hyde. AGED UP CHARACTERS.
Requested: Yes. I tried my best. We need more sweetheart Tyler, even if dark Tyler is cool too.
A/N: When I tell you I struggled writing this, I mean it. My brain is fried. I loved all your suggestions, but I went with this one in the end. Title is another song reference, if you catch it I would love you for it.
The first time Tyler saw you, he was half dizzy with exhaustion, covered in blood and naked. His father had just shot him, and he was about to be arrested. So of course, when you stumbled upon him in the woods, and knelt next to him, taking off your hoodie and putting it over his shoulders, with your unnatural eyes and long flowing hair, the thing that came to mind was this:
“Are you a goddess?” He asked you, eyes half lidded, unmoving where he laid on the leaves. You chuckled, pressing a hand to his forehead. Your hands were soft and cold over his overheated skin, a balm against his exhaustion. You two didn’t know each other. To him, you were just another outcast and to you, he was the cute barista at the Weathervane. When Enid had gotten out of the woods, covered in blood and sobbing, something had told you to go looking for the other combatant. Maybe it was destiny, but as his father approached to handcuff him, you had knelt next to the broken boy, making the older man pause.
“Not a goddess.” Your eyes flashed silver under the moonlight. Tyler thought you were mistaken. You had to be a goddess, with eyes like that, and a touch so gentle. Artemis. His mother used to tell him the story when he was a child, of the lone maiden that patrolled the woods, goddess of the hunt and protector of women. Always surrounded by wolves, with silver eyes. The girl he had fought…. Enid. She was a wolf.
“You got pretty eyes.” He raised a weak hand to touch you, and you didn’t flinch, allowing him to drag tired fingers against your cheek. “Are you going to kill me?”
“Why would I…?” You asked, concerned. This boy, he was not okay. He wasn’t making any sense, and he wasn’t as badly hurt for it to be normal. You cupped his head in your hand, searching for a head wound. Maybe he had a concussion?
“You're Artemis. Protector of the woods, women… Enid, she is under your protection, isn’t she?” He dragged his fingers down your cheek, leaving four bloodstained paths on your face. “You are warm.” Tyler gave you a tired grin. “I won’t fight you. I just… make it quick.”
“I’m not Artemis.” You answered him, unable to stop looking at his eyes. Something shifted in the bushes, making you startle. The sheriff. You looked at him. “You can’t arrest him. He is too out of it.”
“I can tell. But I still have to.”
“You won’t put him in chains, right? He is your son.” You pleaded, still on your knees. Tyler’s father was a tall man, and you didn’t think you could stop him if you tried, but seeing this boy, so broken, tugged at your heart. You had a thing for underdogs, after all.
“He is dangerous.” The sheriff argued. “Could rip a tiny thing like you to pieces if he wanted to. The things he could do to my men… The things he has done…”
“I can keep him under control.” You pleaded, taking off your amulet. The man looked unconvinced. Tyler had his eyes half open still, but he was not looking. He seemed unable to focus. “Look.” You closed your eyes, fixing your posture. When you opened again, you weren’t the same girl as before. “Rise.” You ordered Tyler, voice sweet, but with a hint of steel behind the words. It was a cruel thing to do, but much more gentle than chains.
Tyler did as you asked, getting up in unsteady legs. His movements were rigid, like a puppet on a string. It was odd, and painful to see.
“Go to the truck and sit down. Don’t run away.” You ordered, eyes glowing silver. Tyler did as you said, walking there of his own accord.
“What are you?” The Sheriff asked, taking a step back and raising his hands in the hair, as if gesturing surrender.
“A siren.” You said to him. “But don’t worry, I won’t hurt either of you. I just… He is not well.”
“Okay, mind control. Yeah, I can work with that.” The sheriff placed a hand on his gun. “Go to the truck, sit on the passenger side. One wrong order, one odd move, and I will shoot you.”
You did as he ordered. Your heart was beating wildly on your chest. The sheriff scared you, you knew he wouldn’t hesitate. You weren’t too sure on what you had gotten yourself into, but it was bad. Sometimes, doing the right thing felt a little like that.
Summer break comes and go. You don’t know anything about how the boy you helped is faring, but you get to see his trial on TV. It’s disgusting, the coverage this is getting. Like it wasn’t his future they are deciding, but instead some sort of juicy celebrity gossip. The case is high profile, and so it sparks debates about normie - outcast relationships, and the relationships different classes of outcast have between them. Wednesday Addams is in the thick of it because god forbid she is not fighting for the oppressed's rights.
You wish you were as brave as her. Instead, you take to wearing sunglasses, so your eyes don’t get you in trouble.
One day before the semester is expected to start, your parents drop you off in Jericho. They set you up in a nice inn, which unfortunately doesn’t serve any lunch. You decide to walk to the best café in town, the Weathervane.
When you step inside, you come face to face with Tyler.
“Hi.” You say to him, not sure if you are going to speak about what happened in the woods, if he remembers the twisted way you used your powers to help him. He looks thinner, hair more messy, eyes darker than you are used too. He drinks you in as you walk to the register, like you are the firsts drop of water he has after weeks in a desert. Tyler looks you up and down, taking your scuffled shoes, the jeans you are wearing, the simple shirt and the ever present sunglasses.
“Hi.” He answers with a blush. “What can I get you?”
“Umm, a latte and a sandwich?” You ask him, fingers drumming nervously on the countertop. There is another barista with him, a pretty girl with long straight hair. “Is she new?” You ask him, desperate to get him to talk to you. It seems he won’t talk about what happened that night, but Tyler doesn’t look scared, either. He passes her the cup and the sandwich to heat up, and she gives you a curious look. Not many people wear sunglasses in Jericho, where it is dark and gloomy all year long.
“Yeah, I’m training her. This is my last day.”
“Oh?”
“Got enrolled at Nevermore.” He grimaces as he says it. “Guess I’ll see you around?” Tyler scratches the back of his neck, and you pay him the latte and the sandwich.
“Yeah.” You say, all awkward. You are saved by the bell because then the other girl screams.
“Latte and a panini for Artemis!” And you laugh because what else can you do? Tyler remembers, then. And he is not scared of you, or what your voice can do if he is teasing you. He gives you a shy smile in return, and you grab your latte and sandwich and walk out the Weathervane, giving him a last, complicit smile.
You keep bumping into each other after that. Tyler is feared by the Nevermore population, but never you. You don’t get why they act so scared, the boy can barely hold a conversation with you without blushing, voice getting all high and squeaky. He is a shy little thing, you think. Nothing to be scared of.
Tyler carries your bookbag for you, opens doors and slips cute little notes in your pockets. It is awfully cute, and you love him for it. Tyler is head over heels for you.
When he finally finds the courage to ask you on a date, you realize all the shyness was because he liked you. You get to see more of his personality after that, and you like him. Tyler is funny, charming, and so considerate. He is the best boyfriend you ever had.
And when it comes to sex… It is more of the same.
“Shhh, keep quiet.” You say to Tyler, pulling him inside your window. “If my dorm mom finds out, she would have my head.”
“She wouldn’t.” He jumps down the window frame, with a cheeky smile. You love that he has gotten more comfortable with you, comfortable enough to tease you. He takes a look across the room, and you eye, self-conscious, the messy papers over your desk. Other than the mess there, your room is like any other, bed, closet, and a mirror near the door.
“Like you know her so well?” You hug him and kiss his cheek. It is true that the new dorm mom is much more relaxed than Mrs. Thornhill. She doesn’t care if boys are on the dorms before curfew, as long as they are out when the night falls. It’s a stupid rule, like people are unable to have sex at other hours that aren’t the nights.
“Oh, shut up.” Tyler pulled away from the hug, looking at you curiously. “Are all sirens this pretty?”
“I don’t know, actually.” You smile at him, the teasing smile still in place. “What do you think? There is Bianca, and Divina…” You start naming them, eager to know what his answer will be.
“No. It’s a you thing. “ Tyler interrupts, and before you can argue, he kisses you. This is his thing, telling you are so pretty, so smart, all the time. If someone asks about his love language, you can say undoubtedly it's words of affirmation, followed quickly by acts of service. This boy worships the floor you walk on, and it is so hot you think you might combust. You kiss back, biting his lower lip. Tyler opens up for you, easily. “So fucking pretty.”
“Oh, I know. I am a goddess.” You laugh, quoting him.
“Let me worship you, then.” Tyler has this serious expression on his eyes, and you know then he isn’t kidding.
“Tyler….”
“Let me, please.” He kisses your forehead softly. “Come on, up the bed you go.”
He takes his time undressing you. He kisses each of your eyelids as he tugs your tie off. Then, kissing your nose as he undoes the first button of your blouse, your breath hitching. “Look at you, you are gorgeous.” His fingers trace your eyes, sliding down your cheekbones. He undoes a second button. Everything is moving too slowly for your liking, and so, you decide to take matters in your own hands.
“You don’t have to…” You pull away just enough to open the rest of the buttons on your blouse, quickly shrugging it off. His eyes go to your breasts, covered by your bra. But still, Tyler doesn’t make any kind of move towards them.
“So impatient. Why do you always want to rush things?” Tyler traces your lips with one of his fingers, keeping you quiet. “Normally, I would say I love your quick mind, but sometimes it’s good to take things slow.” He presses a kiss to your ear, and blows a little puff of air against it, making you tremble. “Don’t you agree?” He whispers.
“Maybe. But you do realize you don’t have to treat me like glass, right?”
“I’m not treating you like glass. I’m treating you like one should treat something precious because that’s what you are to me.” Tyler states, running his fingers down your jaw. His touch is quickly followed by kisses, down your jaw and to your neck. “Breathtaking.”
“Fine.” You grumble, crossing your arms over your chest. And, hey, if the motion makes it, so he gets an eyeful of your cleavage, you are only human.
“I’ll make it worth your while, I promise.” Another kiss is pressed against your skin, this time to your shoulder. Tyler takes his time, making his way to your hand. He nuzzles your elbow, kisses turning open-mouthed. He grabs your wrist, lifting your forearm to press kisses there. “Your skin is so soft.” Tyler is well shaven, and so, the feeling of his lips against your skin is smooth. You shiver at the way he is mouthing to your wrist, eyes dark. There is something there, something so intimate, it doesn’t feel right to watch. You press your free hand to your face, hiding it from view.
“Don’t get shy on me now, sweetheart.” Tyler says, pulling at your hand a pressing a kiss in your palm. He follows the grooves and lines of it with his tongue. “This is your life line.” He says, holding your fingers open. “And this, is your love line.”
“How do you know so much?” You ask, captivated by the way his eyes glitter in the low light.
“I picked it up somewhere.” Tyler shrugs, and kisses each one of your fingertips. He mouths along your other arm, doing the same path but in reverse, until he hits your bra strap. Slowly, he pulls it down, kissing your shoulder.
“I love you.” You say, shyly. “So much.”
“Love you too.” Tyler runs his fingers down your throat, stopping briefly to caress your collarbones. His fingers go lower, between the valley of your breasts, over your stomach. He kisses your nape, pushing your hair to one side. Tyler’s mouth is hot against your back, against your shoulder blades. You can help but shiver at the gentleness. His hand hits the button of your skirt, and he does quick work of removing it. You can feel his lips running along your spine, until they hit the waistband of your panties. Tyler removes them tenderly.
He rubs at your hipbones, hands warm against your skin. Tyler kisses them with an open mouth, hungry. You can’t help but smirk. He is getting impatient too. Tyler pushes you, so you are sitting near the edge of the bed with your feet on the floor. Then, he kneels, facing your legs. You card your finger through his hair, already fluffy from all his moving around. He looks up at you and smiles.
“Beautiful.” But instead of kissing you where you want the most, he mouths at your thighs, and then to your knees, all the way to your feet. He presses chaste kisses to your ankles, and then, he slides a hand between your parted legs. Tyler rubs a finger back and forth over your slit, gently. You moan at the touch, canting your hips just so, in the hope his finger will slip inside. But Tyler doesn’t let you. Instead, he parts your folds, running the tip of his finger over your clit. “You smell so good. And you always make the prettiest sounds.”
“Tyler, please…” You beg.
“Don’t rush me, sweetheart.” Tyler lets his head drop, hiding his face where your hip meets your thigh, inhaling deeply. “I bet you taste sweet.” Then, he moves his head, licking a strip over your hole.
“What’s the verdict?” You ask him, breathless. Your thighs shake. You feel the impulse to close them, but Tyler’s hands, as if he can tell what you are thinking, grasp your thighs.
“Better than honey.” He licks at your folds again, lazily. “But I want to show you something…”
“What?” You ask. Tyler doesn’t answer, starting to take off his clothes efficiently. You try to help, but he shakes his head.
You go to obey him, locking your arms around his neck and stepping over his open thighs.
“Don’t. Tonight is all about you.” When he is naked, he sits down on the foot of the bed, almost diagonally. It is an odd position, the one he chooses. Tyler’s erection looks painful, red, and leaking, but he makes no movement towards it. “Sit on me.”
“No, sweetheart.” He gently pushes you away. “Facing the mirror.”
You understand, then, why he decided to sit there. This way, when you sit on his cock, he has the perfect view of how your pussy swallows it, how your mouth falls open at the stretch and how your thighs quiver.
“Tyler.” You moan, eyes closing.
“No, none of that.” Tyler grasps at your jaw, gently directing it towards the mirror. “Eyes open. Look how good you look. Look how I see you.”
You risk a look in the mirror then. The woman who locks eyes with you, she is something else. She might very well be a goddess, with how beautiful she looks. Her eyes are pure silver, with blown out pupils, so big they almost swallow the pools of mercury they are in. Her hair cascades down her back, loose. In her cheeks spreads a healthy flush, her chest rises tantalizing with every breath. Her skin glistens with sweat and her lips part open into sweet agony. The woman in the mirror, she is no Artemis. No virgin goddess there. She is something else. And she can’t be you.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Tyler says, carding his fingers through your hair, brushing it away from your face, tenderly. “Look at this perfect face.” You look, in a trance, how he runs his fingers down your cheek. You can feel it too, but the image in the mirror has you transfixed. “This pretty mouth.” His thumb rubs at your lower lip, eyes following the motion in the reflection. “This wonderful mind.” He kisses your temple, softly.
“Tyler, do something.” You beg, arching your back against him. You roll your hips slowly, but Tyler doesn’t budge.
“Those pretty eyes.” Tyler says, his other hand coming to hold down your hips like a vice. You know he is strong. Someone told you once he could break you in half without even trying, and it is true. His arm easily holds you down in place. “This gorgeous chest.” He rolls one of your nipples between his fingers, making you whimper. You are going to go mad. “Your gorgeous soul.”
“Tyler, please…” You insist, but your eyes are locked in the way his hand is cupping your breast. For all your begging, you aren’t really trying to move. This is a form of exquisite torture, and you wouldn’t change it for the world. You can tell he knows because Tyler drags his tongue over your earlobe, until you are shivering and trembling in his grasp.
“This perfect pussy.” Tyler says, like if he too is submerged in this trance, like he can’t just stop admiring you. His hand goes to rub at your clit, making circles around it. He kisses your neck, peppering it with kisses. You throw your head back, and he makes a tutting noise. “Eyes in the mirror, sweetheart.”
“You are spectacular.” He says when you open your eyes again. Tyler kisses you then. “My perfect girl. My goddess. I love you.”
You keep looking. He keeps doing circles over your clit and starts rolling his hips just enough to press where you need him to. Your lips part, a low moan leaving them. It takes a while, but you feel the way your muscles start tensing before you can see them in the mirror, how your stomach gets tight, how your chest flushes. The last thing you see before reaching your orgasm is Tyler’s wicked grin against your shoulder.
“Love you too.” You mutter, letting him take more of your weight. “I think you broke me.”
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Hi! No pressure at all but can you write some smut for Tyler Galphin please?
You're an awesome writer I absolutely loved your A Small Bed fic 😄
Pairing:Tyler Galpin x Fem!reader
summary: after you got arrested for having kidnapped Tyler and then released, he comes to visit you in your room, and well, all that anger has to end up somewhere...
warnings: SMUT(unprotected -angry-sex)
A/n: so here’s the thing I hated him the whole time except for the last episode. So I wrote about that.(sorry this took so long)
"The monster fucks well sweetheart"
“What does it feel like?”
“What does what feel like?”
“To lose”
Your mouth gaped open and you felt your eyes fill with tears.
You were right. You knew you had been right but hearing it felt diffrent. Seeing with your own two eyes all the liveliness in his pupils disappear was diffrent.
You felt your heart slow down, like even he couldn’t believe what was going on.
You had known. You know you had known.
You had had the vision and then you had connected the dots. You knew you were right, as heartbreaking as it felt you knew he was the hyde, he had killed all those people, but a small part of you apparently still hoped that inside that monster, inside that creature who massacred so many innocent people there was still a good part, still Tyler.
But you were wrong.
There was no Tyler, only the hyde remained in the now empty body in front of you.
Only the monster.
He took a step towards you and you took a step back instinctively.
"What, are you scared of me?" his mouth twitched into a sinister grin. Your breathing was getting labored, but you couldn't let him see it. Ordering your chest to expand at a normal velocity.
"because of the things I did?" he took another step.
This time you didn't move.
You weren't scared.
He wasn't scary.
He was never gonna hurt you.
Not now, not when he knew he had won.
He wanted you to suffer.
"because of the people I killed?" he tilted his head to the side, taking another step.
The room felt empty, like he was annihilating every other object, killing them just like he had killed all those people.
It was yours before. It was you.
It was your room, where you had gone to after running out of the police station, just after you had been arrested for having kidnapped him.
And then you had opened the door, and he had entered and it wasn't yours anymore.
It was nothing.
it was fear and delusion mixed with sorrow, but definitely, not the room you had slept in, laughed in and cried in for the past 2 months.
He was in front of you.
Lurking over you like the predator he actually was.
"because of who I am ?" he raised his eyebrow
You looked up at him, anger so extremely clear on your face that you wondered how he looked so incredibly unfazed by it.
You could feel all your organs compressing, the rage for being beaten, the rage for being humiliated, and for having lost crushing your every bone.
You wanted to punch him more than you wanted to breathe.
"I'm not scared of you Tyler" you said "I'll never be" you hissed "you're nothing but a pet" you stepped closer to him this time " a very obedient pet who does anything their master wants" you chuckled "If anything, I pity you. You're pathetic"
Not a single emotion trespassed him. Like he had heard nothing of what you had just said
"y/n" he bent down to whisper in your ear "as much as I like seeing that pretty mouth of yours lie " he scoffed " we both know that's not true" his breath was so hot against your ear and throat, it was difficult to concentrate "You are scared of me" his fingers traced along your arm "scared of what I can do" you felt him smile "scared of who I am" his fingers hooked under your chin, bringing your eyes to his "you are scared of me y/n"
You swallowed what felt like the densest piece of saliva you'd ever encountered.
"and you should be"
"You'd never hurt me" you spat out "you want to see me suffer" a sparkle ignited in his eyes, finally somewhat alive "you don't want to kill me" you said finally "you can't"
"oh" he laughed bitterly "now, we both know that's not true" he said "but I appreciate you trying" a grin appeared on his lips "you're cute when you lie"
"fuck you" you whispered "I'm not lying"
his fingers under your chin traced your jawline.
"aw" he cooed "you're angry"
yeah, no shit sherlock
"but I think you're looking at it the wrong way"
"Oh am I now?" you gritted incredulously "because to me it seemed like being completely humiliated to the point everyone thinks I'm batshit crazy while I know I'm right and you are still free is a good enough reason to be angry"
He smiled as he shook his head "but see" his thumb stroked your cheek and you pretended it didn't still make you melt"I think you're relieved it went this way"
you scoffed, "Why? why on earth would I be?"
His other hand found its way to your waist "because if I did go to jail" he inhaled "you wouldn't have been able to see me for a long time" he laughed "and we both know how you wouldn't want that"
Fuck
his hand on you felt like fire, even after all this time. Even after you discovered what he was.
It was awful, you knew, but there wasn't anything you could do about it, anything other than pretending, other than faking your uncaringness.
"Yeah right" you scoffed again
"so you are saying you wouldn't have missed my mouth so close to yours?" he said, leaning closer to you" my hands on you?" he paused as his hand caressed your side" missed me inside of you?"
now it was your turn to pause, You had no idea what to say.
There was a part of you that knew, with an angry, hateful certainty that he was right, but there was also a side that was fighting, fighting to make common sense prevail, to make it win somehow in this earthquake of chaos.
you didn't have enough brain capacity to respond at the moment.
the only thing that got out of you was a shy exhale.
He smirked "you know I'm right" he forced you to look up at him again with his fingers.
No. You were not gonna let him win so easily.
"You're not" you said, hoping to sound more sincere than you actually were.
He laughed "so stubborn" he said with amusement "and yet so painfully wrong"
He smiled as he bent down, pressing his lips on yours, his mouth feeling so soft while being so harsh on yours.
He was right and he was determined to prove it.
You damned yourself as you closed your eyes, inevitably parting your lips for his tongue.
The hand on your side traveled to your back, forcing you ever so close to him.
"so you wouldn't have missed that?" he leaned away way too soon.
God, you hated him.
Him and his stupid smugness and his stupid talented mouth.
"no, I wouldn't have" you lied
He smiled proudly, like he wanted you to say that, like he was just waiting for a challenge and you had just presented him with the best possible one.
"Is that so?"
"hm-hm" you agreed
"so when I kiss you you don't feel anything?"
"Exactly"
"And when I touch you?" his hand went to the hem of your skirt, hooking his finger in it
"nothing" you gulped
"not even when I can feel how wet you are?" he asked, as his fingers cupped your clothed cunt.
"no" you murmured
He tsked "and what about when I move your panties aside?" he murmured against your lips while he did just that.
"I-" you tried, but the words were stuck in your throat
"still nothing huh? I'm gonna have to try harder it seems" he said as he passed his index between your folds, coating himself of your wetness before moving his attention to your clit.
You bit your lip so as not to moan as he circled it.
You didn't want to give him that, the satisfaction of knowing how good he was making you feel.
he kept massaging your clit and you kept biting your own skin, seconds away from tasting blood.
"still nothing?" he raised an eyebrow and you were gonna punch him if it wasn't for your knees feeling so weak.
You shook your head as heavy breaths escaped your mouth.
He chuckled "I thought you might say that"
He retracted his hand, making you whimper at the loss of contact.
"but you know" he stroked your lip with his thumb "there's one thing I have tried" he looked at you "and I have a feeling it might change your mind"
You smiled “you think?”
He laughed hoarsely “I do” he said taking a step, your back hitting the cold wall
“And what makes you so sure?”
“It has worked before” he moved his hands underneath your skirt, one on each side of you, feeling the fabric of your useless panties
“And it’s only right to give it a shot, don’t you think?”
“If you believe so” you murmured” but just so you know, I severely doubt you’re right”
“We’ll see” his fingers gripped your underwear, pulling them down enough for them to fall at your feet "I have a feeling you might change your mind" he said, his hot breath against your cheek as you heard the zipper of his jeans being unzipped.
He pulled them down just enough to get his dick out, his big stupid dick that had made you come times and times before.
You swallowed nervously as you looked down, and he noticed, grinning.
" changed your mind yet sweetheart?"
"nope" your voice was pathetically trembling "and don't call me sweetheart"
"Oh but why?" he asked as if he was actually hurt. he raised one of your legs to his waist "you seemed to like it not so long ago" he kissed you briefly "Actually" he let go of your leg "you loved it"
"yeah well that was before" you said coldly.
He hummed, contemplating perhaps "jump" he said, and you complied. Completely and utterly conscious of making a mistake, a really hot and stupid mistake.
You were trapped between him and the wall, your legs wrapped around his waist and your arms around his neck.
his eyes were burning through you and his cock was just against your clit.
"you mean before you found out who I was?" one of his hands left your waist to position his dick at your entrance "who I am?"
Really, he wanted to do this now?
You didn't answer, you just scowled at him.
"tell me" he said "or I'm not gonna do it"
Fucking asshole
"Yes Tyler. yes" you huffed
"see, that was easy wasn't it?" he said smugly as he finally pushed his tip in.
You sank down on him, as he stretched you out perfectly, little shocks of pleasure coursing through you with every inch added, until he bottomed out.
"fuck" you sighed
"Yeah," he pulled almost completely out just to thrust harshly inside of you, a gasp fled your mouth "The monster fucks well sweetheart" he said, as he did it again, this time not stopping, but developing a deadly rhythm.
You tried to stop yourself, you really did, but you couldn't do anything to control the shameless, pathetic moans emerging from your throat and filling the empty room.
"tell me again" he kept going "tell me that you don't miss me" he laughed through labored breaths, "tell me you don't miss this".
"tell me sweetheart " he was hitting every single spot, you forced your eyes shut as he pushed into you again, even harder somehow "tell me I'm a monster, go on" he murmured against your ear "tell me how much you hate me"
It was a weird feeling, being so turned on by someone while simultaneously hating them so deeply, so fondly that you kind of wished they would just drop dead right now.
And what was even weirder, was having that same person, the one you wished dead, inside of you, splitting you in half so fucking well.
"f-fuck you" you managed to get out.
He smiled against your mouth before kissing it. It was a mess, a wet and moan-y mess, symbolizing your defeat and his triumph over you. there was no point in fighting him, he was gonna win, that's what he meant, that's what the kiss meant.
"Feisty as ever" he smiled cockily "but a bit too smug for someone whose pussy I'm fully inside of right now" He said, not even letting you catch your breath before he brought his hand to your clit.
"J-just shut up" you said exasperated
"Oh no sweetheart" he circled your clit "you shut up" he kissed your cheek "I won" he kissed your jawline "I beat you Y/n" now your neck, never stopping his thrusts or fingers either "I get to talk" now the skin just below your ear "I get to say everything I want" he looked at you now "you on the other hand" he chuckled "well you can't"
"Because you lost"
there was such a tight knot in your belly that you felt like you were gonna explode, and as much as you wanted to tell him to fuck off, or that he was a crazy bastard, that stupid feeling distracted you, and only a series of high-peached groans lest your mouth, as you got closer and closer to your much-earned relief.
"what you can't even talk?" he said, as his cock was wrapped tightly around your walls "You can't even answer me?" he defied you "can't even tell me how much I disgust you huh?" his fingers kept moving fast "If I had known this was all it took to shut you up, I would have done it a long time ago"
There was sweat on his forehead and his eyes were cruising all over your face, examing and without a doubt enjoying every single expression, every single muscle contorting as he was fucking you hard.
"You're coming" he breathed out, feeling your walls clenching around him "god you feel so fucking good when you squeeze me sweetheart" he mumbled, his thrusts getting sloppier "Come y/n, just give up baby" he groaned "You already fucking lost anyway".
A fire exploded inside you, spreading through your whole body, you shouted his name and then other profanities as your body convulsed from the pleasure, abandoning yourself completely to the feeling, and then you felt him come too, his hot cum filling you up deeply.
You both caught your breath silently as he put you down on the floor.
Your legs weren't all that ready as they stumbled beneath your weight.
" Well, shit" you exhaled, looking up at him in disbelief as he grinned "I still hate you you know?"
"Oh, I know" he smiled " trust me I know"
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𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓐𝓻𝓮
Dark Tyler Galpin x Siren Reader
A/N: Request sent by anon, I hope I used the ideas well enough and everyone will enjoy this. I warn you, it's not my best work.
Be aware of mistakes, english is not my native language.
Work contains smut, minors do not interact.
Xavier and Y/n were each other firsts in almost everything. First friend, first love, first kiss. They were almost inseparable.
But something started to go wrong.
Maybe it was because it was first love and those were meant to fail. Not without reason this type was also called puppy love. Everything was approached with excessive excitement and an equal amount of expectations and dreams.
The girl, however, never paid much attention to it. She was in love and all that mattered to her were the feelings that the brunette had for her. What she didn't expect was that he would also give her the worst feelings known to human.
-Your coffee and a cinnamon roll - a new voice said, snapping her out of her thoughts.
Her teary eyes moved to the boy standing over her. Tyler with a warm smile put a mug in front of her, and a small plate on which lay a sweet treat.
-Thank you - she said, trying to sound normal but her voice was trembling anyway -Um, Tyler. I didn't order dessert - she remarked, looking at him expectantly.
-I know - he said, his voice like a woolen blanket on a winter's evening -But I saw my favorite girl had tears in her eyes, so I wanted to try to comfort her.
Favorite girl.
Those two words were etched into her mind like a permanent tattoo. Especially now, when her heart pounded with pain after the loss.
-It means a lot - she confessed, dropping her head to stop more tears from flowing.
-Do you want to talk about it?- he asked concerned.
-I don't know if I be able to do it - she confessed quietly, moving her gaze on the cafe window.
-If you would like, I can just sit with you, keep you company - he said.
-I would -the girl replied with a slightly ,tired smile.
Tyler sat down beside her. In silence, watching as she sipped a hot drink, occasionally picking at a sweet snack with her fingers.
He wanted to be worried, but all he could feel was unbridled joy. When his eyes saw the teenager, something in him snapped. His heart was flooded with an uncontrollable amount of obsession with the siren next to him, but since she was with Xavier he couldn't make a move, he feared he might have alienated her. But now, now nothing stood in the way, and he had come at the perfect time when Y/n was most vulnerable and susceptible on manipulation.
Grasping her smaller hand gently, he squeezed it in an act of silent comfort, and she immediately squeezed it back, looking at him as if he had saved her from all the evil in this world.
The boy smiled softly as his eyes darkened.
He had her exactly where he wanted it.
-Of all the people, you chose him?- a male voice suddenly said.
The girl turned on her heel, looking incomprehensibly at the teenager. Her brows furrowed and her face took on a colder expression.
-What are you talking about, Xavier? - she asked.
-Tyler -he replied shortly.
Y/n raised her eyes in disbelief, after a moment snorting like a cat.
-It's none of your business Xavier - said the siren - Everything related to me ceased to be your business at the moment when you trampled my heart without even thinking about the consequences.
Brunet came closer to her, trying to grab her hands, but she ran away from his touch as if burned.
-Don't you remember what he and his group of friends did a year ago?- he remarked, trying to show his point of thinking.
-I remember - she said -But I'm not going to write people off for their mistakes in the past. Tyler is good, Xavier. He was with me when you broke my heart, he picked up every single piece and put it back together, not you.
She felt like she could finally breathe. Letting go of the last rope that held her emotions in a firm grip.
-I did - he began, but couldn't finish.
-No, don't explain yourself to me - she interjected in a hard tone of voice -You've done enough. I loved you Xavier, I loved you more than anything in this world, and you just ruined it like it never meant anything to you. Tell me, was it ever real for you or was it just an illusion?
-It was real, of course it was real - he whispered, catching her face in his hands - I never knew that it would hurt so much to lose you.
-You're right Xavier - she stated quietly, and he smiled thinking that the girl would come back to him, oh how wrong he was - You lost me...forever.
With these words, Y/n pushed her ex-boyfriend's hands away, turning on her heel to prevent him from seeing the tears flowing.
It was the fact that she knew that no matter what he did, there would still be a part that would love him. And that terrified her like nothing else.
Walking as far as she could through the city, she found herself in Weathervane, as if her feet carried her to the only source of comfort she knew. It didn't matter that Jericho didn't just stop at the coffee shop, something always drew her there.
When Tyler saw the girl, his face immediately lit up. He loved seeing her face, no matter when, no matter where, he just had to see her, it was as important to him as oxygen itself.
-Hello my favorite girl - he said, and seeing her tremble at his words, his eyes darkened unconsciously.
He quickly learned that Y/n loves compliments just like him. She loved being seen by the people she cared about, she needed that warmth just like Galpin needed her.
-Hey - she said, rushing into his arms as soon as she saw the opportunity.
Nestling into his chest, she inhaled his scent, which was actually muffled by the coffee, or maybe the boy always smelled mostly of this? It was hard to tell.
Brunet embraced her waist, pulling her closer, almost in a possessive and jealous manner, as if no one else could look at her, only himself. Even when the cafe was empty.
-I have something for you - he confessed after a moment, twirling a strand of her hair.
-Hmm, what is it? - she asked, her big doe eyes nearly drove him crazy.
Tyler reluctantly let go of her body as he made his way to the back room, from which he emerged a moment later, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand. Y/n widened her eyes in surprise, a blush involuntarily appeared on her face.
-Rave'N is soon - he noticed, and seeing how the girl's face beamed, he knew he hit the jackpot.
-I'm the student of Nevermore. I should have invited you, not the other way around - she remarked, walking slowly towards him.
-I noticed you like old-school romance, so I thought I'd invite you. Even if it's kind of against the rules -he stated, watching her reactions -So, Y/n, would you like to come with me to dances?
The girl smiled broadly. Taking the flowers from the boy, she kissed him on the cheek, stroking his face with her free hand.
-I would love to -she replied, smiling after a moment, exhilarated.
As Xavier's eyes landed on a particular siren, his heart involuntarily began to beat faster in his chest. She looked beautiful, like a living sculpture or a work of art brought to life. Her body was covered with a white silk material that hugged her body tightly, emphasizing every aspect of her figure, and the lace only added charm to the whole dress.
Her hair, though pinned up, managed to find a way out, falling on her face in the form of a few loose strands, and her neck was decorated with a silver necklace that almost sank between the valley of her breasts.
Brunet shamelessly watched her until a man's hand came to her hip. Frowning, he shifted his gaze to the owner , who turned out to be none other than Tyler Galpin.
The teenager held her in an almost possessive grip, and in response she only fell on his torso, hiding her head in the hollow of his neck to be able to kiss the exposed part of his skin, which made him immediately shift his gaze to her, looking at her with adoration, later kissing her forehead tenderly.
-Will you dance with me? - he asked, practically purring in her ear.
Y/n smiled. Taking his hand that rested on her waist, she pulled him to the dance floor, for a moment her gaze was level with Xavier, who had not taken his eyes off her since her arrival, but this moment made her confidence diminish. Enough for her partner to notice the change in her expression instantly.
Sheriff's son sent him a warning look, turning the girl's back to the green-eyed boy, so that she focused only on him.
The teenager leveled her gaze with Tyler, and her mind immediately calmed down. Feeling his large hands on her hips, she almost melted under their influence, connecting their foreheads as they both swayed to the music.
-Can I kiss you?- he asked like a gentleman, even though his voice was low, almost dark, sending a shiver of excitement down the siren's back.
-I want you to wanna kiss me so bad that you don't even ask - she stated, looking at him through half-closed eyes.
Brunette looked at her with desire, after a moment connecting their mouth in a slow kiss. Their lips couldn't tear themselves apart, connecting almost instantly as one of them pulled away to breathe.
Boy's eyes wandered towards Xavier, who, if he could, would probably tear him apart. But he didn't care much, returning his attention to Y/n, which occupied most of his thoughts.
His hands, as if on cue, tightened on the material of her dress, involuntarily forcing her hips to move, and she allowed him to, moving as he wanted.
Y/n clung to Galpin's body, wrapping her hand around his neck to hold him even closer, even though there was absolutely no space between them. Putting her chin on his shoulder, she rocked with him, feeling him rest his head on her shoulder as well, kissing her bare collarbone.
It didn’t matter if the music around them was slow or fast, danceable, romantic or driving people completely crazy. They danced to their own rhythm, gliding on the dance floor in each other's arms, not leaving each other even for a step.
Suddenly, the girl felt something wet on her face. Opening her eyes, she lifted her face up, causing more drops to fall on her forehead and cheeks. Tyler straightened up, looking at her, wanting to know why she stood still, but seeing her face stained red, he ran his thumb over her skin, checking what had hurt her, but there was nothing under the blood.
Only then did he saw that the liquid also adorned his clothes, painting his jacket scarlet.
Then chaos broke out around them. The Nevermore students crashed into each other, screaming and running to avoid the rain of blood, which turned out to be mere paint. Y/n grabbed Tyler's hand, trying to lead him away, but he ended up quickly grabbing her in his arms, taking her away from everyone, especially Xavier, who was fanatically searching for her.
-I'll take you to your dorm - he said innocently, and the teenager nodded thankfully.
-Thank you - she said, putting her hands on his neck- Do you know where to go? - she asked, slightly shocked that he hadn't asked her for direction yet.
-I figured I'd just keep walking straight - he explained quickly.
-Well, you're lucky - the girl stated, turning her head towards the corridor ahead -My room is at the end on the left - she confessed, and Tyler immediately started walking towards it.
-Can I come in? - he asked, setting her down.
-Sure. You'll be able to put on something clean, a few of your shirts are in my closet - she stated, looking away from him, slightly embarrassed by the confession.
-My shirts, hmm? - he muttered as he closed the door behind him.
-I may have borrowed one or two while I was at your place - she announced, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.
-I don't mind - he admitted, walking toward her like a predator - I like knowing you wear my stuff. It's clearer that you belong only to me, no one else -he added, catching her chin in his fingers, lifting it up.
-Tyler - the girl whispered, blushing.
-You belong to me, don't you Y/n? - he asked, his eyes darkening -Tell me the truth, don't you dare lie.
-I...- she began, almost gasping for air as the boy's hand rolled up the material of her dress, resting on her womanhood, which was covered only by the thin material of her panties.
-Come on Y/n, you're my favorite girl, and favorite girls tells the truth - he stated, pressing down on her clitoris ,which made her moan softly.
-I belong to you - she said shyly.
- Good girl - the teenager praised her, grabbing her jaw with his other hand - You deserve a reward.
-Reward? - she asked confused.
-Of course - he said, stroking her dirty face with his thumb -I'll make you feel good, very good. It's up to you if you want my fingers, my tongue... or my member, or all three.
-Tyler...I never - she began, trying to hide herself.
-Don't worry. I'll be gentle - he said tenderly - Consider it my way of convincing you - he began.
-Of what? -asked the siren.
-That I’m better -he said.
-You already are - Y/n replied honestly.
-You're just telling me what I want to hear, sweetheart? - he asked -So I’ll fuck you?
-Please - she whispered, closing her eyes.
-You already asking. So polite - he remarked - Will you tell me what you want?
-I don't know - she admitted quietly -I don't know what I want.
-Oh, you're poor thing - he murmured, kneeling before her -In that case I'll give you everything, and you'll take it.
Before Y/n could fully process the words in her mind, Tyler began feasting between her legs. The girl felt embarrassed at being so exposed for the first time, but the feeling quickly disappeared, pushed out by lust and unbridled desire.
Unable to stop herself, various sounds fell out of her mouth. Moans, whimpers and screams that she couldn't stop.
-Ty...Tyler- she moaned, clutching the wall behind her in desperation - Stop...I'm going to pee...please stop.
But those words only turned him on more.
Grasping her thighs in a firm grip, he lifted her body up so that her legs hung over his shoulders, causing her to nearly fall from the sudden movement.
And seeing him lift her body with ease made her reach her endpoint with a loud, uncontrollable scream.
-So sweet - the boy purred, his voice drowned out by the fabric of her dress as he slurped her juices that squirted straight into his face.
Y/n's face turned burgundy. Her mind screamed for her to hide away from everyone while her heart pounded, becoming addicted extremely fast to the feeling that overtook her body.
She was so conflicted, yet she stayed put. Waiting to see what Tyler will do with her.
After a moment, the boy got up from his knees, towering over her again. Her flushed and embarrassed face gave him more satisfaction than he could admit.
Grasping her neck, he slid his hand up to her jaw, turning her head as he wanted.
-Are you ready for the main attraction? - he asked, and the tone of his voice, so dark and dangerous at the same time, sent her far beyond her body.
Y/n was scared as much as she was excited, but didn't want to disappoint Tyler, so she nodded obediently, not trusting her own vocal cords for the moment.
Brunet turned her back to him, pressing her body against the wall, while one of his hands pulled her hips closer to his crotch. The boy brought his mouth close to her ear, gliding gently on its lobe.
-Can you feel me? - he asked, pushing his loins against her bum -You made me so hard. You always do that when you're with me, but you don't realize it, do you? You are too naive and innocent.
-I'm sorry - she whispered, not knowing what else to say.
-You don't have to apologize - he said, stroking her cheekbone -I'll make you feel exactly what I feel -he promised, imperceptibly grabbing the fabric of her dress.
The first thing the girl heard was the sound of ripping, then she felt the silk material slide off her shoulders and breasts, hanging loosely from her waist. A shiver ran down her naked back, and as the Tyler's hands pulled her clothes up, revealing her ruined underwear, her body burst into flames.
-So ruined, you look perfect - he admitted, removing the last of the material protecting her from the teenager's eyes, even though she thought he had long ago gotten rid of them - Only tears are missing... but don't worry, these will soon be on your face as well.
Removing his belt and unbuckling his pants, he pulled out his member, not without reason stroking it a couple of times, knowing full well that a pair of eyes were watching him carefully.
-It won't fit - the mermaid confessed quietly - You'll tear me apart.
-You're so wet I'm going to enter you in one fluid motion -he stated, clinging to her back again -And when I do, I'll stretch you properly, don't be afraid - he added, directing his manhood to her entrance, which was tightening again and again - See? - he whispered as half of it disappeared into her tight and warm canal.
-Too big - she said, on the verge of tears, feeling her lower belly being filled.
-Shh- whispered the green-eyed boy soothingly -You take me so well, your pussy want me inside. Don't deny it and let yourself be carried away by pleasure.
As Tyler entered her fully, he growled as her insides gripped him, not letting go, sucking him inside. Y/n, on the other hand, had never felt so stuffed, so full.
Again, he didn't let her process the situation exactly, starting to move back and forth slowly at first, testing the waters. Changing pace quickly ,obsessed with wet sounds, skin slapping against skin and feeling the outline of his member under his fingertips.
The girl leaned her forehead against the cold wall, moaning and squealing, letting him use her to his heart's content. Even when the pain mixed with pleasure became too much for her, she dutifully accepted everything he gave her, losing track of time.
Galpin snatched one orgasm out of her after another. Hitting her harder and deeper with each climax until his Y/n was barely conscious. Her mind, long clouded by lust, was unable to function and he took full advantage of it.
Finally, the tears in the girl's eyes, her sore throat and the walls of her womanhood that tightened on him made him unable to stand it, coming deep inside her. She shivered as her latest orgasm mixed with Tyler's. A sticky substance flowed from her used inside, straight to her thighs.
The girl wanted to be disgusted, but deep down she felt how her desire only grew stronger, although it shouldn't have.
Her eyes began to look for those belonging to the brunet, who did not stop watching her even for a moment. Caressing her lips extremely gently and tenderly, he smiled, and adoration returned to his eyes.
Y/n like an addicted of the feeling, tried to kiss his lips again, and he easily bent down, giving her exactly what she wanted, after a moment looking back.
The siren decided to follow him, confused, only to find Xavier in the doorway staring at them with envy and a hint of lust that he couldn't contain.
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angst to smut ask:
#7 prompt for angst where the reader is actually the hyde and has been manipulating everyone into thinking it was Tyler. Eventually he takes things into his own hands and ties her up and hatefucking ensues
Hatefucking - Tyler Galpin x reader, OML, THATS A VERY INTERESTING PROMPT 🤭😈 this could easily have an actual angst pt 2 btw.
WARNING - Smut, dom/sub undertones.
You hadn’t meant to throw Tyler under the bus. He was just the easiest. He was there at every attack I mean it makes sense doesn’t it? So as Wednesday continued her hunt you subtly threw hints out about it being Tyler. “Where’d Tyler go after the dance?”, “Why didn’t Tyler follow you into the woods when you went after Rowan?” Of course you liked Tyler it was really such a shame you had to do this to him. Slowly the group started to question Tyler like you had been. You of course knew the truth. He wasn’t the Hyde. You were.
So all that being said. That’s how you ended up here. tied to a bed in what appeared to be an abandoned building. Tyler sat across from you in a chair. “Why’d you do it?” He asked leaning forward. “Do what Ty?” You asked trying to act concerned. You could easily break out of this if you tried. “Stop it, don’t act dumb” He spat, looking away from you. “Ty, I don’t know what you’re talking about, why did you tie me here” You said forcing panic into your voice. “Oh stop it, you manipulative little bitch” He said moving to stand over you. “Oh fine, but it was fun wasn’t it Ty” you said smirking. He just looked away from you, clenching his jaw.
“Oh just admit it Ty, you enjoyed our little game” You said looking up at him. “No I didn’t” he said glaring down at you. “Admit it Ty, you want me, I can smell it, the arousals coming off of you, is it me being tied up?” You laughed as he turned away again. “Enough” he said, his voice firm. “Come here Ty” Clearly the boy didn’t have much willpower cause he did come back. “Shut up” he said looking at you again. “Shut me up” You said smirking again. He leaned down and kissed you. You chased the kiss but he pulled away. “You want me too, don’t you?” He said laughing. “Obviously I want you, why do you think I’m still stuck to this bed?, you think I can’t get out?” You said shaking your head.
“Oh I know you can, I just wanted to see if you would try or not” He said before kissing you again. “Untie me please” You asked as he moved from your lips to your jaw and then to your neck. “No, I quite like having this power over you” he said sucking on your neck. You yanked at your wrists, the rope falling loose off of them. Then you flipped Tyler so he was flat against the mattress with you straddling him. “Power? Over me? That’s really interesting” You said grinding onto him and then watching him chase your hips. “Seems like the only one with power here is me” You said as you sucked on his neck. He went to thread his fingers through your hair before realising his wrists were now tied to the bed. “H-how, when did you do that?” He asked looking at his wrists.
“When I was kissing you, silly, men are so easy” you said pushing your hips against his again. You leaned down and captured his lips with yours again. “Is there something you want honey?, you’ve gotta ask. You know the drill” You continued kissing down his neck till he was breathing heavier. “You gonna ask pretty boy?” You said swiping the hair off his forehead. You quickly removed your clothes before sitting in front of him again. “P-please” He groaned out. “Please what?” You said, making him beg a bit more. “Please touch me, please” He said bucking his hips into your hand. “See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” You said undoing his belt. He was practically a mess beneath you and you’ve barely even touched him.
“Hey what’s your safe word?” He looked up at you confused. “I’m mean, not cruel” you said at his questioning look. “Red” He said as you pulled off his pants. Now that his jeans weren’t constricting him, you could see just how big he was. You bit your lip before pulling his boxers down. “Wait!” He shouted before you could do anything. “Yes?” You said looking up at him expectantly. “I- I wanna eat you out first, please sit on my face” He said making puppy dog eyes at you. “Are you sure? You don’t have to” You said, slightly concerned about crushing him. “Yes I’m sure, god I’ve never been so sure about anything” He said licking his lips. You moved up towards his face. You hovered over his face till he nodded at you. You were now fully seated on his face. He immediately started sucking on your clit.
You bucked your hips against his tongue. He then moved down towards your hole. He stuck his tongue in you feeling how you tightened around him he groaned before continuing to lap at you. You moaned out, bucking against his face. His nose rubbing against your clit making you moan louder. You threaded your hands through his hair as he continued to eat you out. “God!” You moaned out as you came into his mouth. You slid off of his face and back down his hips. You stopped for a second, untying his hands. “Can I suck you off pretty boy?” You asked to which he responded by rapidly nodding. You moved back down to settle in between his legs.
Leaning forward you licked his tip causing him to groan. You then moved your tongue from his tip down to his base and then back up. You took the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it for a minute, before taking him deeper. He put his hand through your hair and pulled it into a makeshift ponytail. You hallowed out your cheeks before taking him deeper. Above you the hand that wasn’t in your hair gripped the sheets as he whimpered. You pulled your hand up to wrap around what you couldn’t fit in your mouth. You continued to suck him off till he couldn’t take your agonisingly slow pace. He gripped your hair a little tighter before fucking into your face.
You just let him chase his orgasm. He came in your mouth shortly after and you sucked him till he had nothing left to give. Then you slid off him with a pop and moved to kiss him again. “Please fuck me, please” he whined as you settled on his hips again. “Since you asked so nicely I suppose I can do that, are you gonna be a good boy for me?” You asked as you lined him up with your entrance. “Yes, yes please” he whimpered as you sank down onto him. It took a few to adjust to his size but eventually you got there. You started bouncing on him before eventually getting tired of doing all the work. “Be a good boy for me and fuck me, I’m sick of doing all the work” You ordered. So he flipped you around till he was on top.
He started his pace up again, and you moaned loudly in his ear. “God, I hate you” you moaned as he continued to pound into you. “Yeah I hate you too” He said moving to suck another hickey onto your neck. “For someone who hates me you sure seem to want to mark me a lot” you groaned as he pounded into you. “Could say the- same to you” he said gripping your hips. Surely tight enough to leave bruises tomorrow. You just moaned as you came around him. He followed shortly after, cumming inside you. He pulled out and laid next to you. “Y-you’re not gonna tell anyone I’m the Hyde right?” You asked looking him in the eyes. “Not until we figure out how to fix it sweetheart” He said brushing a strand of hair out of your face.
You wrapped your arms around him and he pulled you into him. “Goodnight, I love you Ty” you mumbled into his chest. “Goodnight. I love you, sweetheart.” You drifted off to sleep in his arms. He leaned down and kissed your forehead and then whispered “I’m sorry” against your hairline before he injected you with sleeping serum.
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Yandere Tyler Galpin (Based on S1)
AO3
Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Tyler Galpin X gn!Reader
Warnings: Yandere, dark, mildly smut, mild sexual content, implied future noncon, noncon/dubcon touches, chaining, kidnapping, obsession, possession, obsessive/possessive/delusional behaviours, violence & death, murder, stealing stuff, misused stolen underwear, stalking, following, disturbingly violent depictions (sorry if i missed sth)
Ever heard of monster cases? Yes, monster. The press says bear attack but you better watch out. They're giving false information about the bodies, and the monster is sure to be very, very cruel. When you go for a walk to have a good time, you may be the victim of piercing eyes peeking through the trees. It approaches so carefully that you can't even tell where it's coming from. One victim, two victims, three victims... Are you the next? You might ask, 'Did anyone manage to escape from it?'. But there's a more interesting question: Did the person who escaped really escape by his own effort, or did the monster let him escape? But the real question is: Why?
Tyler Galpin. There's a good chance you know him. Weathervane is the only good cafe around and you must have been in there. Everyone goes there. As a Nevermore student or sweet girl next door, you'll definitely get this barista's attention. He doesn't sit in the back and silently watch you while you sip your coffee. Yes, the first time he sees you, he's definitely captivated by your presence and watches you for a few days in amazement, but it doesn't take long for him to break his silence. He makes his first move with an awkward "Do you need anything?" or "I have a quick question about the customer satisfaction".
You think how nice and sweet he is. Completely ignorant of the facts, you accept the coffee he brings on the house. When he sits on your booth and talks about random things, his eyes turn away as if he's too shy. When he accidentally takes your hand, he smiles nervously and immediately apologizes. How good at pretending to be... innocent.
As he gets closer to you, he quickly changes from his "shy" mood to "silly lover" mood. Silent and long stares that he's unaware of, spacing out while talking, thoughtful compliments, the "I'm confused but got it, anyways how about a coffee tomorrow?" attitude he gives when you try to reject him, facial expressions that match his play.... You turn everything into a game for him.
You trigger his sadistic and animalistic instincts, which he hides from everyone, with a feeling he can't explain. It's like the excitement of a predator hunting its prey greedily. Being around you and watching you gives him an indescribable pleasure. His eyes, glowing with a dark excitement that no one notices, follow you wherever you go. His mouth waters, his breathing becomes heavy, and an ominous smile forms on his face. It's an addictive feeling, like riding a roller coaster. When he tells you to be careful and stay out of danger, being the danger itself makes him want to laugh. How appetizingly ironic!
Fortunately, your first meet didn't happen while he was wandering in the dark fully turned. Because of his insatiable nature, he could tear you apart before he could fall in love with you. But if you're lucky and he sees you at a time when he can act consciously, he'll let you escape. Why didn't he break you like a small twig? This question would be the only thing on his mind until he sees you again.
If you knew the truth, would you still keep talking to him? If you knew he was behind of those deaths, would you return his awkward smile? When you think he's working at the cafe, in class at school or at home for dinner, he actually watches your every single step like he has no other purpose. He's so interested in what you do, wants to know it all. He has to know everything or he'll lose it.
His father doesn't notice his obsession or think it's an obsession. Let's say he realizes, there's nothing he can do. Tyler succeeds in not attracting his father's attention and making it seem like an ordinary romance. He doesn't have to, but he doesn't want an extra trouble. He limits the things he has to deal so he can devote all his time to you. He even shows you're doing him good by being warm to his father so he wouldn't have to deal with him to always be with you.
If his son is in love with an outcast, he's not happy and always keeps an eye on you. Even though you're an outcast, Tyler makes progress so much he decides you're one of the safe ones and makes an exception for you. You're lucky you don't get his son in trouble and recover him in a way that even the doctor couldn't. He saw how crazy Tyler went when he tried to separate you from him for the first time. If you're a normie he's grateful. It's good to know his son eventually gets over his mother and their troubled father-son relationship.
When his father sees you at their house all the time, he just shakes his head and leaves. Or he almost rolls his eyes every time he sees you with Tyler in the cafe. But he finds it a little weird when he hears Tyler muttering about you all the time. Saying your name without noticing, phrases like "I need to see you" or "I miss you". Some are more concerning, especially when he says it like an experienced serial killer. "I'll rip that boy's throat out" or "I'll rip that bitch's head off". But he's probably just being jealous, right? Teens like to overreact everything.
It's much easier for him to watch and manipulate you if you're a normie. Monsters and all other hidden information are impossible to access unless you have a close friend from Nevermore. He can make you his in a short time and you don't stand a chance against him. But he likes to take his time. It's fun. He watches you hungrily as you sweetly wander around. You look around in fear when you hear noises that are suspicious because you know about the "bear" attacks. Oh, that look of panic that appears every part of your face...
Being an outcast makes things a lot more complicated and difficult, but damn, he loves a good chase. He can sit and talk about Nevermore, what you've discovered, and the monster. Anything you want. You two can search the forest together or he can prepare you a romantic surprise in the middle of it. For some reason he keeps hiding the truth. Running into his arms from danger isn't something he wants to lose. He almost mocks you while smiling. His "hidden" authority over you makes him feel like a different monster.
Get as close to the truth as you want, he would never hurt you. Blinded by your love, all he wants is to kidnap and lock you up. He loves you in a way that he can't even understand. The desire to crush the bones and rip the stomachs of every living thing he come across disappears when it comes to you. It's replaced by a different desire: to possess.
Jealousy, control, manipulation, violence. That rage-filled jealousy creeps into him when he sees you with someone else. His stealth control efforts where he keeps you away from everyone by act the fool. The guilt he imposes on you and the confused always right guy mask while doing this. Going after them one by one at a time that you're completely unaware of, leaving a terrified police team behind. Behind his good boy face lies a rabid monster ready to do anything for his love.
Sometimes you ask yourself if you ended up with him because you really loved him or because he made you feel obligated. There is no better choice than him. You overreact a lot, you are suspicious, you're being a jerk. It's always you. Why would you break this nice guy's heart if you're not selfish and arrogant who wants no one but the best?
He frowns, implying what you say is meaningless and silly. He puts an understanding but confused smile on his face. He looks at you for a few seconds and gives the breath he's been holding, saying "Alright.". He looks around and shakes his head, then looks at you. With disturbing pauses, "I don't... I don't quite understand why you don't want to spend time with me. I thought we liked each other." He makes you self-doubt again.
But you start to really suspect him. Let him look as innocent as he wants, everyone makes mistakes. You saw your stuff in his room. Not just your ordinary stuff. He even had your used underwear, and there was a white, dried liquid on it. You didn't even want to think about it. How could he do this? You never expected this from him. As if that wasn't enough, the earphone you dropped when you were running away from the monster for the first time was. on. his. desk. But the last straw... when you went to the forest to research in the middle of the night, you saw it again. All those screams and images... And the deadliest thing happened to you: you fainted.
You shouldn't have been able to start a sentence with "When I opened my eyes," but when you opened your eyes, you found yourself in Tyler's bed. You shuddered in panic and were thankful you were still alive. But after the shock, nothing made sense. How did he find you? His answers to your endless questions were inconsistent. You noticed he was getting uneasy so you stopped. He insisted you stay at his house that night, even though you didn't want to. He whispered while caressing your hair, his eyes were reddish but not from crying. The way he breathes and speaks, the way he looks at you was very frightening. You were scared of him and lost your trust in him for the first time. "Don't worry, you're safe with me."
You're not sure whether you should talk to him pretending like nothing happened or cut all ties immediately, but your instincts tell you to be careful. Very careful. You know, like when you realize you're dreaming and you say to people, "Hey, it's a dream". From then on, they look at you in a demonic way. Their eyes tells you that you've just learned something you should never have and the consequences will be severe. Just like that, keep being his sweetheart and keep your mouth shut. Ignorance is bliss.
Something tells you that if you don't follow your fears and never learn the truth, Tyler will continue to treat you the way he's treating you now. Going to the movies with you, buying you your favorite coffee, trying to braid if you have long hair (he learned because he likes to play with your hair)... Normal couple activities. As you see his dark side, you realize the true intentions behind his demeanor. Your ignorance gives him satisfaction. Stay like that, don't know anything. Even though you're sure that he is the monster, look into his eyes with fear and keep being his little darling just because you're so scared to leave. He wants it. If you say you know his darkness inside, you feel like something terrible is going to happen to you. That he'll chain you to a dark cave and fulfill all his dark desires he has kept inside.
But you made mistakes, just like everyone else. Maybe you tried to trap him with your friends from Nevermore, or maybe you asked his father to keep his obsessive and perverted son away from you. Maybe you just tried to get away from him little by little. He knows no matter what you've done, he can't pretend that secrets don't exist anymore. It saddens him these beautiful moments with you, such as keeping a small pet around and playing, will come to an end. After killing those he's supposed to kill, he chains you just as you feared, but not to a cave. To his bed. He wants you to feel comfortable, it's your first time with him after all.
He groans at your naked body and rubs his lips against your ear. "You look so delicious."
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i saw that you asked for smutty tyler galpin ideas:
- (bsf to lovers) having to hide from his dad because you’re an outcast and hiding out in the cafe which leads to having sexual tension.
- idk maybe tyler going down on reader while his dad is home and having to be quiet
i dont have any more ideas but all i know is that tyler is a whimperer/groaner 😈🙏
BASES (tyler galpin x gn!afab!reader)
the ache in your head was one of which was unignorable.
that added to the tension in your jaw and behind your eyes as tears of pleasure swelled behind them only making the situation that much more unbearable.
however, the feeling of tyler's tongue gliding through your folds and collecting your arousal made it a bit easier to deal with.
"tyler," you groaned out his name, hands tangling themselves in the mop of curls on his head, pulling with every tweak of his tongue and every brush of his fingertips. "tyler, i don't know if i'm gonna last much longer," you panted.
his mouth lifted off of your pussy, eyes finding yours — a sense of urgency behind them. "what did i say about being quiet?" tyler growled. "all you have to do is keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut and i'll give you as many highs as you want," he leaned down to kiss at your clit, breath heating the rest of your intimate parts as he did so.
you went to argue about how hard it was to keep quiet when your hot boyfriend worked wonders with his tongue, only you were interrupted by the sound of a knock at tyler's bedroom door.
"who are you talking to in there?" the minute you heard the knock, your hand shot out, mind working its magic and twisting the small lock on the door to the right. "why's the door locked?" his father grunted. "you better not have one of those nevermore kids in there."
with one of his hands giving a comforting and thankful squeeze to the flesh of your thigh, tyler spoke up.
"no one's in here dad, i'm just on the phone with dr. kinibott," he kept eye contact with you as he spoke. "she just wanted to touch base on something before my next appointment, not like you care to keep up with it anyway."
with the silence on his father's end, tyler knew he had officially shut him up for the time being.
footsteps echoed down the hall as his father walked away from his room, unknowing of the scene of his son laying on his stomach between your thighs, hips grinding down into the mattress below him to search for some sort of relief, and the glisening sight of your arousal that coated the tip of his nose to his chin.
dr. kinibott would not be hearing about the bases he touched with you that night.
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I DID IT FOR YOU – Tyler Galpin x fem!vampire!reader
WEDNESDAY MAJOR SPOILERS !!
Summary - Wednesday's plan for you to stay away from Tyler after she found out that he's the Hyde.
"Wednesday, don't." Enid said very seriously. More serious than Wednesday had ever heard her before. The blonde girl thought her friend's plan was merciless. Even for her. "I'm sure that if we talk to her... She'd understand."
Wednesday knew you wouldn't. She had spent enough time with you to already know how you would react to this. Dramatic, skeptical, and on the defensive for sure. Even if she'd tell you that she had seen it. That she had seen him turn into that. You'd never believe her because that's what love does. It blinds you. And Wednesday was completely fine and grossed at the same time with you being head over heels for him because not only it was reciprocate which was even more disgusting but also because she thought he was a nice one. And he would never hurt you. So she would have to do it for him.
"Wednesday, please." Enid begged while her friend prepared her bag to go to Jericho.
"There's no other way."
Once Wednesday arrived in Jericho, Tyler was getting things ready at the Weathervane to close the cafe. It had been a long day for him and he could only think about when you would arrive. He would drive you both to Nevermore and he would sneak into your shared dorm room. Enid would say that she was glad to see him again, and Wednesday would just hum at his presence. You four would talk for a bit before going to bed, him sitting in your bed wearing the pajamas you kept in your room for him and you by his side, playing with his big hands as he talked with your friends. Then you would fall asleep with your head on his chest after he peppered all your face with kisses. He'd hug you tight against his body, not letting you go at any moment of the night, and checking on you all the time. Were you hungry? Were you having a nightmare? Were you feeling sick? He was there.
"We're close." Tyler announced to the person going into the Weathervane at that time of the night.
"Then you should lock your doors."
Tyler turned around to see Wednesday. His expression changed after knowing that it was his friend. "Actually I was waiting for y/n."
"There are some real sick people out there, Tyler. You should be careful."
"Yeah, my dad told me what happened with Xavier. Pretty nuts." After mentioning Xavier, Tyler noticed how Wednesday's posture became tense. "Are you okay? I know you and him... Well, had this thing–"
"We had nothing. And yes, I'm fine. Perfectly fine." She said with her eyes locked on the boy in front of her. "It has made me revalue things." Wednesday walked slowly around the cafe. By the time she stopped, she made sure that Tyler had turned in on himself so he had his back to the door. The perfect position so he wouldn't see you coming.
"Like what?"
"Like who I can trust."
Wednesday took a step towards Tyler. He frowned at her sudden approach. "And I've come to the conclusion that you are the only one worth of my trust." The girl moved closer to Tyler, and none of them said anything else. Wednesday stood on her tiptoes and connected her lips with Tyler's. Then, she moved away from him to see his reaction.
"Wednesday..." Tyler murmured against her friend's lips right before the girl stood on her tiptoes again and kissed him one more time. This time the kiss was longer, Wednesday didn't separate and Tyler was glad that she didn't. His head told him to push Wednesday away, but instead, he cupped one of her cheeks and kissed her back. Your heart felt heavy inside your chest as you watched the scene, your knees felt weak, and your vision was blurred thanks to the tears in your eyes. You wanted to run but your eyes were locked on Tyler and Wednesday kissing. Your brain was telling you to burn that image in your mind so you would always remember you had a reason to hate the person you once loved the most.
Wednesday's eyes met yours when she parted ways with Tyler, her cold stare making you feel small. Tyler frowned in front of Wednesday and immediately after, he turned to see what she was looking at. He could feel his heart beating so hard against his chest that he even thought would stop. Tyler tried to get out of the cafe when he saw you leaving, but Wednesday quickly blocked his way, knowing that his instinct would make him follow you. "Stay away from her." She stated, her black eyes staring deeply into Tyler's, her lips pressed together, a sign of how serious she was being. They both shared a face of mutual disgust for each other; him because of what he just did, and her because of whom he had become. Tyler bumped into her shoulder but Wednesday was not going to give up so easily. She tried to stop him one more time by grabbing his arm, but she barely had him in her hand when with a sharp movement Tyler managed to escape her.
Wednesday followed Tyler outside. You were walking down the street in the middle of the road, hot tears rolling down your cheeks, and your body shaking because of your shorts and rapid breaths. Tyler called your name a few times and even had to do a little run to catch you. Wednesday was walking slowly behind you two. Her attention was always on Tyler and on what his next move could be.
"Y/n, wait, please."
You didn't listen to him and kept walking, with your fist clenched so tight that you could feel your long and sharp nails sinking into your skin. His hand grabbed your arm and made you stop and turn around to look at him. "Explain what?" You yelled to his face. Your eyes were dark red, the veins under your eyes that appeared only when you were really hungry or when you were really mad were decorating your skin, and you were fighting to not let your fangs out.
"She was the one that kissed me. I promise. She–”
Your jaw clenched. "I don't fucking care about who kissed who!" You snapped his hand off you and you threatened him with your index finger, pointing directly at his throat with your long and sharp nails. “You were kissing her back." Tyler craned his neck. Your lower lip was trembling while tears kept running down your cheeks. You didn't expect him to say anything else, and there was nothing he could say that would make you feel any better.
"I'm sorry, y/n–"
"I fucking hate you, and I hope I never have to see you again." Your words echoed inside his head. You lost interest in Tyler, who stood in front of you with glossy eyes, completely numb to everything that happened after what you said to him. You focused on Wednesday, who was a few steps behind him, watching the scene from the distance.
"You got what you wanted?"
"I did not want this."
"Of course you did. You know, because of things like this are why you are alone, and because you fucking deserve it." You said to your friend. Wednesday swallowed but showed no other reaction. It was enough to let you know that your words affected her. You looked at Tyler one last time, his face was pale and he couldn't make eye contact with you because of how ashamed he was. The next thing his eyes saw was you running as fast as you could so neither he nor Wednesday could catch you. You ran so fast that your legs started to burn from how weak they felt, ready to give up at any moment. It was strictly prohibited to go to the forest since Eugene got attacked by that monster, but at this point, you wouldn't mind about the Hyde finding you.
"You planned this." Tyler said to Wednesday. He didn't turn to look at her, just thinking about her face was making him feel sick. It was a very big coincidence that she kissed him and a few seconds later you appeared. He told her that he was waiting for you, but Tyler was pretty sure that Wednesday already knew that you were coming. "Why would you do this?"
"I want you away from her."
Tyler's lower lip trembled as he watched you disappear. Wednesday's words turned into the most annoying ringing sound in his ears, and then, all of a sudden, his breathing was out of control and he could feel that familiar pressure on his head as all of his muscles and bones writhed. You got lost running into the woods until you tripped and fell to your knees. You sobbed loudly as you blamed yourself for not have listened to Xavier when he warned you about Tyler. A part of you wanted to never see Tyler again. The other part of you wished that he would've gone after you, hugged you against his body when he'd found you lying on the ground, and allowed you to cry your eyes out on him.
At the end of the day, you expected Tyler to comfort in you the same way you did that night when you found him in the same forest you were. With blood covering his body and dripping from his mouth, extremely confused, and with that hiker's body completely dismembered by his side.
THIS ONE WAS FOR US THE GIRLIES WHO DONT GIVE A F ABOUT TYLER BEING THE HYDE 💋💋
A/N: THIS ISN'T A SECOND PART OF A TASTE OF YOU
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could you do a tyler smut? reader is from nevermore and sneaks him into her room?? with face fucking
im obsessed with tyler (nsfw warning ofc)
you hushed tyler as he stumbled through your door and he had that famous shit eating grin on his face.
“nice place, very you.” he says as he looks around your bedroom, picking up the stuffed animal lying against your bed.
“thank you.” you take the bunny from his hands and set it back down. “do you want to take off your coat?”
“god y/n i’ve been here two seconds and you’re already undressing me?” your mouth falls open and you go to defend yourself but he places a hand over your cheek.
“i’m kidding don’t worry” he shrugs the coat off before lying himself back against your pillows. “this is nice, come on i missed my girl.”
you allow yourself to lay by him, his arm going around you instinctively pulling you closer until your head is right by his.
“been thinking about you all day..” he whispers into your ear and you smile at him.
“yeah?” he looked down at you, so pretty and so welcoming as you stared up at him with loving eyes and he leans in, his lips pressing to yours.
his hand holds the back of your neck and he pulls you in further and within minutes you find yourself straddling his lap as he tugs your t shirt over your head.
“gorgeous.” he whispers as his hands ghost over your bra before making their way to your back and unclipping it. he pinches your nipples and rolls them between his fingers whilst you whine out and grind down against him.
“ty..” you whine again and he chuckles before settling you next to him and standing next to the bed.
he pulls his shirt over his head and your hands reach out to unbuckle his jeans before your pulling them down and slipping your hand into the waist band of his boxers.
“wanna suck your cock..” you speak quietly, embarrassed of your own words and he pushes your chin up to face him.
“yeah?” he asks unsure but you nod and he presses a kiss to your lips.
you move his boxers and take him into your hand pumping a few time before places a few kitten licks to the head.
you lick a long strip up the bottom before sucking at the top for a while.
“fuck baby.” he groans out and you smile up at him before bobbing your head letting him touch the back of your throat.
his head throws back and his hands find their way to tangle into your hair as he stills you at the base. “fuuuck let me fuck that pretty mouth baby.”
it came out as a question but sounded more of a demand and he didn’t give you chance to answer before he held your head in place and started to thrust into your mouth.
tears pricked at your eyes even though he was attempting to go slow and before enough time he was speeding up a little and drool was dripping from your lips onto your things which were folded beneath you.
you continued to stare up at him watching as his face screwed up and his chest was rising as moans slipped from his lips and eyes scrunched close.
“so fucking close.. you gonna let me cum down your throat princess?” you nodded around his cock and he chuckles down at you before taking it out of your mouth and thrusting all the way back in.
he continued to fuck into your face before his body stilled and he held your nose against the base of his cock as cum squirted down your throat.
“thank you baby.. your turn?” he asks and you’re quick to push him back on the bed with a smile.
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The Crypt
Tyler Galpin x Fem!Reader
SMUT (18+)((size kink, wax play, praising, dirty talk)
Word Count: 1,333
Tyler takes advantage of your trusting nature with himself, and surprises you with something new on a late night journey to Crackstone’s Crypt
The first time you ran into Tyler, you actually ran into him. He was running late to his therapy session with Valerie and you were walking to the Weathervane for a bite to eat while you studied.
“Shit, I’m sorry- are you alright?” He asks, looking down at you. You can’t help but notice his towering height above you.
“Yeah! Yeah, I’m fine.” He holds out his hand and easily pulls you off the ground.
“You’re (Y/N), right? Nevermore student?” You weren’t in your typical Nevermore uniform since it was Saturday, so he knew you. But you knew him too. You nod and grin.
“Yeah, and you’re Tyler- you work at the Weathervane.” He nods.
“Listen I’m running late, but would you want to go out sometime?” Your heart swells at the offer and you agree, letting him know you’ll be at the Weathervane if he wants to meet after.
All he can think about during his therapy session is you. Dr. Kinbott takes notice of his happier attitude and encourages him to pursue this nice distraction. However, he’d decided that the minute he saw you enter the Weathervane with Wednesday two weeks back. He loved the way he could tower over you, forcing you to look up just to catch his eyes. Today was even better, it truly was an accident, but now he had an excuse to meet you. After the session he immediately strolls over to his work, seeing you at a booth through the window.
Since that day you and Tyler had never been happier. He took you on countless dates, even going as far as letting you meet his father. He was hesitant at first, but deemed you harmless enough after the third meeting. Tyler knew that also carried over into the bedroom, or wherever you two wanted each other. His size made it easy for you to melt into him, always seeking refuge in his large figure. He could protect you, and you fully trusted him with that fact. Which is why you followed him out to Crackstone’s Crypt without a second thought.
“What have you got planned?” You ask, pulling the blanket further around yourself. Currently, Tyler had you sat across from him in one of the Nevermore canoes, rowing to what you presume is Crackstone’s Crypt. You’d been there a few times with your friends, but you had no idea Tyler knew how to get to it this easily.
He seems to have read your mind.
“It’s a surprise, a few friends and I have been planning it for a few days. All for you.” You flush, the lantern illuminating your face. You hum and dip your hand in the cool water, waiting to land on the island.
He gently guides you out of the canoe and onto land when you arrive.
“I’m going to blindfold you.” He warns, pulling the strip of fabric around your head. You cling to him as he leads you into the crypt. He leaves your embrace for a moment to mess with something before coming back to undo the blindfold.
The crypt is filled with lights, and near the center is a cozy slab of blankets and pillows surrounded with different candles.
“I was thinking we could try something new.” He starts, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His head rests above yours, lips pressing a kiss against your temple.
“Yeah? Alright.” You agree. Tyler grins, turning your head to kiss you.
“Undress and lay down for me.” He politely hums. You do as you’re asked and relax comfortably, watching as Tyler does the same. Biting your lip slightly, you watch his arms flex as he pulls his shirt over his head. You press your thighs together when he begins to remove his pants. He pauses. “No, keep them open for me.” Spreading them, he continues. His large cock stands half hard already.
He kneels down in between your legs, grabbing one of the candles carefully. He swirls the waxy cylinder around, watching as the molten wax pools in the center.
“Do you trust me?” His hair bounces as his head dips, looking you in the eyes.
“Yes, Tyler.” He leans down, kissing just below your navel before pouring the warmed liquid where his lips previously pressed. You gasp, feeling the warmth run off to the sides before cooling and hardening over your skin. Your moan is music to Tyler’s ears,
“Good girl.” He lets the wax steadily drip this time, leaving a trail of waxy dots leading up to the valley between your breasts. The hot liquid burns for a split second, until the cool crypt air dries it on your skin.
He drags the candles edge down your sides, holding you with his other large hand. Unknowingly, your body jerks slightly against the blanket, his grip tightening on your thigh.
“Stay still for me.”
“I can’t, need you so bad.” You whine, shuddering as more wax stings your breasts.
“Would you feel better if I was in you? My heavy cock splitting you open?” His words have you clenching around nothing, suddenly making you aware of how empty you felt. You nod, only to be denied. “Tell me you need it.”
“Please Tyler, I need you. Need your big cock inside of me.” He smiles down at you, setting the candle aside to focus on you, leaving the remnants of hardened wax on your body to crack under his hands.
He starts by taking himself into his hand, dipping into your soaked folds. Your choked moan spurs him on, he runs his hands up and down your split thighs before pushing into you. Tyler groans at the familiar tightness of your sopping cunt, you moan loudly at the stretch. His hips still against yours as he fully sheaths his cock into you.
“Feel good? You like having my big cock in your tight cunt? God you feel so good around me.” His curls bounce back as his head cranes up to the ceiling.
“So good, so full-“ He cuts you off, beginning to thrust in and out of you.
“So full of me? That’s right. You love how big I am compared to you, crumbling at my very hand.” He teases, running a thumb over your waist, breaking up the hardened wax. It cracks and falls from your skin with a slight peel. Your mouth hangs open while Tyler encases you with his arms, leaving over you to press a kiss on your collarbone.
Your back arches off the blankets, more stale wax falling from your heavenly figure. Tyler leans on one arm while the other brings your leg around his waist, allowing his cock to reach further in your cunt as he harshly ruts into you. The drag of him against your walls feels so nice, even more so when his hand reaches down to press against your neglected clit. Your hands grip for purchase on his back as your hips buck upwards. His mouth meets yours in a haste kiss before moving to your ear.
“So small under me, letting me pour hot wax all over your perfect body, letting me use you…” He whispers, groaning when you clench around his cock at his words.
“Please, please let me cum Tyler.” Your nails drag down his back while you cling to him as he rocks you back and forth against the blankets.
“You can cum baby. You’ve been so good for me.” He kisses your temple, thrusts getting sloppier as he nears his own release. “I’m close too, gonna cum in you.” He mumbles, rubbing your clit faster. You clench around him one last time before relief washes over you, releasing around him. Tyler’s movements going still as his cock twitches inside of you, dumping his cum deep in you.
Tyler pulls out gently, holding you impossibly close to him.
“Thank you.” He sighs into your hair. “I love you.” He kisses your forehead.
“I love you too.” You relax in his arms.
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i cannot find almost any fucking tyler smut so if no one else will, i shall do it for them
Good Boy // Tyler Galpin
warnings: sub!tyler, smut obvi, choking, praise, softdom!reader, she calls him pretty, blood is involved, pain kink, kind of cute ending ig but its short
no plot, just smut
"Please, faster," he begged.
She was teasing, hips rising and falling onto him, smiling as she gripped at his shoulders.
"We move at my pace, dont we baby?"
He nods, sheets between his fingers, caught under his nails, if he pulled the slightest bit harder they'd rip.
Her own nails sinks into his shoulders as she does grant his request. How could she deny him when he'd been so good?
He groans as her weight slams down, taking him whole again and again. Her own whimpers echoing as she positioned just right, nearly screaming as he brushed her cervix.
"Fuck!" she swore, ignoring how his hands rushed to her waist despite previously telling him not to touch.
His tight grip sent warmth up her sides, further encouraging the ache in her stomach to get herself off.
"Feel so- shit- you feel so good," he whined, chest rising and falling rapidly as he ran his hands up her sides.
She nodded, digging her nails in deeper, he fucking loved pain. The noise he made as the scarlet pooled around her fingertips convinced her she'd died and gone to heaven.
"You're so," she gasped as he thrust up into her, "mmm pretty, so pretty baby."
He groaned, hips bucking again of their own accord, eyes melting to a shade almost black.
"M- M' close"
She let her hands move about his chest, scratching lightly as she bounced on his cock. Slowly, her hands slipped to his throat.
As his eyes rolled back, she fought out her words, nearing her own end, "You're such a good boy, so fucking good. God, cum for me, please."
He gasped, his grip on her sides bruising, the look on his face one of pleasure as her own vice on his neck tightened.
The shudders through his body sent him rutting into her, it was too much. The control she'd had was no longer there as her head lolled back, "Tyler!"
As his own mind returned, he fucked up into her as she eased her way down from her high, just the way she liked.
It washed over her in waves, sending her falling onto his chest.
He didnt hesitate to wrap his arms around her.
As she caught her breath, she tucked her fingers into the curls across his forehead, "Tyler," she smiled.
"Y/N," he rubbed circles on her right shoulder.
"You liked it when I called you pretty."
His cheeks flared red, "I like everything you do."
so happy everyones enjoying my tyler smut, i wanted to let you all know that i take requests! i wanna know your ideas, even if its not a request, send all your horny little thoughts, lets talk abt it! Im obsessed, dont be shy :)
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