#Tyler Galpin x reader smut

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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.

[pinkydevil16]

Tyler Galpin x reader: extra 18+ smut

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"Oh fuck." Y/n moaned out, her back pressed against the mattress Tyler's hand around her throat as he pounded into her, her nails digging into his hand as her eyes rolled back Tyler lunging down and claiming her lips enjoying how she moaned into his mouth whimpering as his thumb drew circles on her clit making her sob out his name.

"Fuck Tyler don't stop." Tyler grinned kissing down to her neck as he marked her throat loving how her hands moved to grip his back as he pulled her body upwards to meet his thrusts her head falling back as she cried out he could smell the fresh tears as she begged him his thumb moving quickly as she squeezed him.

"Tyler." Y/n moaned his name as she came, her voice coming out like a sob as he kept thrusting into her his thumb never stopping as she squirmed under him holding his arm as she tried to push him away too overstimulated.

"Louder Y/n, i want everyone to know you belong to me." Y/n closed her eyes her body burning from his touch as he didn't stop, the sound of him thrusting in and out of her filling the air as she felt her stomach tighten again not being able to have a break as he grinned down at her fucked out face. Kissing her cheek as he collected her tears moaning at the taste as she whimpered her legs shaking.

"Tell everyone who you belong to Y/n, no one else can make you feel like this can they? No one else fucks you like i do. Those disgusting pigs all staring at my master." Y/n cried out as he thrust harder her body jolting up the bed as she dragged his lips back down to hers nipping at his lips as he moaned.

"I belong to you Tyler, you're mine baby." Y/n said as she rolled her hips moaning as she felt Tyler's hips stutter at her words, she knew exactly how to make him weak as she kept repeating herself as Tyler moaned out eyes closed as he came, Y/n pulling him closer wrapping her legs tightly around him as she came whispering his name as he moved his thumb from her clit both of them panting loudly as Tyler moved back looking at the mess. The blood along her thighs and stained on his hands from where he'd slaughtered the men catcalling Y/n, the blood smeared over the two of them as he smirked at her.

"You look so pretty like this." Y/n bit her lip pulling him back down to kiss him as she felt him harden in her moaning at the feeling as he gripped her thighs pulling her closer. 

"You're made for me Y/n." Tyler whispered as he slowly thrust in and out of her enjoying how she whimpered but dragged him back to kiss him again nodding into the kiss. This was his favourite moments, Y/n too fucked out to do anything but cry under him, he was her whole world and she knew it. 

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[stilestheabominablesnowman]

Tyler with pothead!reader definitely fuck in the woods, what would reader do when Tyler suggests he chase her through the woods after a 🍃sesh??

The Chase - Tyler Galpin

Part One

Summary: smoking pot with Tyler in the woods leads to something neither of you will forget.

warning: Smut, fingering, p in v sex, semi-public sex (sex in the woods), unprotected sex, finger sucking

You held the blunt between your lips and inhaled, allowing the burn to hit the back of your throat.

Your body buzzed with a feeling of connection from your spot on the floor of the forest. You passed the blunt to Tyler, who looked at you in awe.

He cautiously held it between his fingers and brought it up to his lips.

“So i just..inhale?”

You looked at him for a moment, taking in his beauty. He was gorgeous, with golden brown hair and green eyes.

“Yeah, it easy. Try it.”

He hesitated for a moment, but not because he didn’t want to, because he was afraid to embarrass himself in front of you.

You watched as his plump lips wrapped around it, and warmth flooded through your body at the implication of what could happen.

He slowly inhaled and immediately he began coughing. He held his chest as he coughed.

“It’s ok, relax.” You comforted, “Try again.”

He came down from his coughing fit and brought it back up to his lips. He inhaled again, and this time when it reached the back of his throat, he anticipated the burn. He held it for a moment before blowing the smoke out through his mouth.

He passed it back to you and you hit it twice before passing it back to him.

After about 10 minutes his head became fuzzy and his mind was suddenly filled with you. The way your hair shined in the light that broke through the trees. The light in your eyes as you places your hand on the ground, and dug your finger into the dirt. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath in and then a plethora of flowers begun to rise from the ground and bloom.

He was in complete and utter awe of your beauty.

He leaned into your side and his nose was overwhelmed with the scent of you. Flowers and rain.

He wrapped his arms around your middle and stuck his face in the crook of your neck.

“Oh, your definitely a clingy high person. Yeah?”

“Mhm”

He begun to cover your neck in small wet kisses. And you leaned into him, moaning softly.

“Ty..” he pushed you back onto the ground and layed above you, continuing to kiss your neck.

The innocent kisses soon turn to nippling and then to full on biting your neck.

You panted as he pressed into you. You could feel how hard he was against your core.

“Tyler, are you sure you want to do this here?” You breathily spoke.

“Definitely.”

“Is there a specific way you want to do it?”

“I want to chase you.” His response had warmth running straight to your pussy. “I want you to run through the woods, and I want to catch you.”

He pulled back and pulled his lip between his teeth anxiously.

“Anything you want.” You said working to pull his shirt off.

Once you got his shirt off he stood up, and helped you off the ground.

Then all the sudden you took off deeper into the woods.

He was so in shock of your sudden exit he forgot he was supposed to be chasing you for a moment. When he came to his senses, he took off running after you.

The adrenaline rushed through your body egging on your arousal. You continued running as he caught up, you could hear his approaching footsteps.

He was definitely gaining on you.

It was difficult for Tyler to run after you when he was so unbelievably hard, but he kept up.

You took a sharp turn, and then another one, swinging yourself behind a tree.

He reached where he had seen you last before you turned, and called out to you.

“Y/N…come out come out wherever you are..” He said in a singsong voice.

You begun to hear his footsteps recede in the other direction, so you took a sharp intake of breath.

“Gotcha!” A hand wrapped around your throat and slammed you against the tree.

You were pleasantly surprised by his roughness.

Tyler slammed his lips into yours and shoved his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues danced together and he bit your lip softly.

Your fingers dug into his belt buckle, and you began to undue it. He finished pulling the belt off for you, and reached to pull your shirt off.

His eyes widened at the sight of your bare chest. He immediately attacked your chest with kiss and bites, and then latched onto your right nipple. He lightly dragged his teeth across the nub, illiciting a loud moan from you

His hands left your hips for only a moment to shove down his pants and boxers. And then they went to your pants and began unbuttoning them. He shoved them down and slid your panties to the side. He took his fingers and just barely slit them across your pussy, collecting the slickness, and spreading it across your clit. He pushed a finger into you, and used his thumb to play with your clit.

He slowly pushed a second finger inside you and began moving them. You pulled your lips away from his to moan.

He fingered you for a moment and then removed them from you and brought them up to your lips.

“Suck.” He ordered. You obliged, opening your mouth for him go stick his fingers in. Your lips wrapped around them and he groaned as you began sucking. He quickly removed his fingers from your mouth and gripped his hardness.

He slid the tip and and down your slit, and then pushed in. You both groaned simultaneously at the relief. Your foreheads meeting, he watched your eyes close softly and squeeze together when he began moving.

Your loud moan rung across the trees, and vines began growing around the two of you as your pleasure grew.

He pulled out almost all the way before slamming back into you. He hit that spongey spot deep inside you and you whimpered.

His hips snap against yours, a loud slapping sound echoing throughout the woods.

The pleasure twisted inside you, and snapped. You clenched down on him and his hips stutter before he’s releasing inside you.

He comes down slowly before nuzzling his head into your neck.

“I love you.”

[pink-princess-pussy-pop]

Princess - Frat! Tyler Galpin x FEM! Reader

Literally all I can think about is Frat Boy! Tyler. OMFG I need him out of my head.

Summary: As the presidents of Alpha Sig and Theta Chi, you and Tyler have to Co-Host the annual ASA/THETA CI Halloween party together

Warnings: Tyler is a bit of an ass, language, smut, mirror sex, Dom Tyler, unprotected sex (USE PROTECTION PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!) not proofread!! 🫣

You ran over your mental checklist, checking to make sure that everything was set up perfectly for the annual Alpha Sigma and Theta Chi Halloween dance. 

As President of ASA, you had more responsibilities than others, having to overlook food, music, drinks, and decorations. Your duties were supposed to be shared with the Theta Chi President, Tyler Galpin, but you had guessed the guy, whom you hated, had no plans to help you out., even though the party was at his fucking frat house.  

Your phone buzzed. 

where r u???? we were supposed to start getting ready 40 min ago!

you typed a reply to your best friend.

Tyler never showed. 

what an asshole

You laughed at the message before doing one last check that everything was in place. 

As you turned to leave the big room that was designated for the party, you saw Tyler in the doorway. He was looking around the room, at all of your hard work, that he would more than likely take credit for. 

“Looks good, Princess.” You rolled your eyes at the nickname he’d given you freshman year. His signature pretty smirk stretched across his lips sent a flutter through you. 

“Thanks for helping, dickhead.” You pushed past him. locking the door to the mansion. 

The two of you stood in silence with him smirking at you and you glaring at him. 

You knew he was going to bring up the duo costume you were required to do, and Tyler, being Tyler, had basically forced you into being a Prince and Princess. 

“Can’t wait to see you in what I picked out.” 

That was another thing. In the midst of you doing all the heavy lifting, Tyler got costume duty. You had yet to see what he had chosen for you to wear. 

“Tyler, I swear to GOD-” He stepped closer to you, his large hand reaching up to move a fallen strand hair behind your ear. 

“Don’t worry, Princess.” His voice was low and smooth. “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” His eyes glanced down at your parted lips and then back to yours before winking. “After you, M’Lady.” He let you pass him as you walked down the stairs of the frat house, decorated to a “T” for the spooky holiday. “See you tonight!” You got into your car and drove the short way to the ASA house. 

...

“Holy shit.” You stepped out of the bathroom, wearing a pale pink princess costume, complete with a fully boned corset. Your friend stared at you, mesmerized by the gorgeous dress Tyler had picked out. You had feared Tyler was going to give you a slutty nurse costume or something like that, but he had, of course, surprised you. It fit you like a glove, the sparkly pink corset extenuating your waist perfectly. You had pinned up your hair in a pretty updo and topped it with the beautiful gold gown Tyler had given you. Complete with your simple but pretty makeup, you looked like a million bucks. 

“Holy shit! Galpin has great taste.” You couldn’t help but blush, your cheeks mirroring the color of your dress. Your friend was dressed as Dorothy, the rest of your friend group completing the Oz gang. 

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, wondering what you would look like next to him. Maybe even on his arm... 

“Fuck.” 

You had to get there early to welcome the guests and you were already running late. Your phone buzzed.

I’m outside, princess. 

You had to reread the message Tyler sent before replying. 

What?

What kind of prince would I be if I didn’t take my princess to the ball in a carriage?

“Tyler’s outside.”

“What?”

You showed her the messages and her eyes widened.

“Shit! What do I do?”

She rolled her eyes.

“Go!” You glare at her and she shrugs in reply. “He’s hot.”

When you got to the main entrance of the house, you paused. Through the window you could see Tyler and an actual fucking coachman. Tyler had rented a horse and carriage ride for the two of you.

“And here the lovely lady is.” His devilish smirk was back, contrasting the large gold crown atop his head.

You had to admit, he looked handsome in his costume, a white medieval blouse with a dark blue cape attached to it, a fake sword sheathed at his waist.

You fought off the little voice in your head that said he always looks handsome.

Tyler held his hand out to you as you got closer to the white carriage. You couldn’t help but blush under his gaze as he took in your costume, suddenly nervous.

As we settled into the carriage, Tyler leaned into your ear, whispering in a low voice that gave you goosebumps, “You look absolutely beautiful.” His hand was still holding yours from when he helped you into the carriage but neither of you let go.

You’d assumed that Tyler would have the coachman go straight to the frat house and when you asked he said,

“What kind of royals would we be if we didn’t make a grand entrance?”

“Tyler we have to be there fir-“

“Don’t worry, M’lady. It’s handled.”

After a carriage ride through a nearby park, the party had been going on for around 40 minutes and Tyler asked the man to bring you to the house.

Your heart beat when the driver slowed down, the horse coming to stop in front of the grand staircase. Once again, Tyler helped you like a gentleman. As you walked up the steps, his hand slipped from yours which made your heart sink, just a bit.

The wide doors were open, the music blasting, sorority girls and frat boys everywhere.

Your breath caught in your throat when you felt Tyler’s hand on your lower back, guiding you further into the large room.

To be honest, you had felt like you were in a cliche. Like in a Disney movie when everyone stops to watch the beautiful girl, or in this case, you and Tyler.

His hand gripped you a bit tighter and he pulled you closer to him.

A group of girls in skimpy costumes immediately formed a half circle around Tyler, telling him how great the party was. You tried to slip from his grasp to go find your friends but Tyler pulled you back into his body.

“Thanks ladies, but you’d have to thank my lovely Y/N for the party. After all, my little princess planned everything, didn’t you?” You suddenly felt shy in his presence, like he was forcing you to be praised, which, in a weird way, was attractive.

“Yes.” Was all you could manage out. But, it was clear that the girls were only interested in Tyler, and not the decorations you had meticulously hung around the space.

“Alright girls, I’d love to stay and chat but M’lady needs a drink.” He flashed his million dollar smile and led you away from them.

You felt so awkward. Having spent the last hour with your rival who was undoubtedly also whom you had fantasized about for four years. It felt surreal. You downed a shot of Tito’s, not wanting to think about it anymore.

Of course, because of course he had, Tyler had hacked your Spotify and added a slow song to the party playlist you had curated. When you heard the music your eyes widened, embarrassed that you had forgotten to double check your playlist. You hadn’t realized that the floor had cleared and that Tyler was standing in the middle of it.

“Y/N.” You looked to your friend, frantically trying to find the device to change the song.

“What!??”

She motioned with her head to where he was standing, causing your mouth to fall open. Everyone was watching.

Tyler held his hand out to you, grinning.

“Girl if you do not dance with him I will kill you wi-“

You cut your friend off by slowly walking to meet him.

“May I have this dance?” You rolled your eyes before placing your hand in his.

“Yes, you may.” His grin widened and he pulled you in close, placing one of his hands on your back. You brought your free hand to his shoulder.

”Everyone is staring at us, Tyler.” 

“I’m pretty sure they are watching you, babe.” 

“What? Why?” Tyler’s hand left your waist to tilt your chin up to him, his thumb just barely touching the bottom of your lip. Your breathing went ragged. 

“Because you look fucking gorgeous.” He opened his mouth to say something else, but stopped himself. He brought his hand back to your waist and smiled at you. 

Of fucking course Tyler could dance. Except for actually fucking sucking, he was perfect. More people took to the dance floor with their dates, which made you more comfortable.

Tyler could feel you relax in his arms. He removed his hand from yours, bringing it to your waist, pulling you in closer. You now were swaying awkwardly with your hands hovering over his chest. He was trying not to laugh at your flustered self, your cheeks pink and how you wouldn’t make eye contact with him. Tyler knew he made you nervous, hell that was the reason he was such an ass to you, so he could watch the effect he had on you. And dammit if you didn’t have the same effect on him.

He wanted so badly to dip his head and kiss you but knew it probably wasn’t the best idea. 

“Sweetheart just put your arms around my neck.” Your heart beat faster at the new nickname but you did as you were told. Unfortunately, this meant that when you looked up, you were basically nose to nose. You watched, mesmerised by him, how his eyes travelled to your mouth, how his tongue darted out a bit to wet his, the slightest tighten of his grip around you, how when he looked into your eyes once again, his pupils were blown and his smirk was back. 

Fuck. 

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. 

You cannot be turned on right now. Not by Tyler Fucking Galpin!

The universe seemed to read your mind and the slow song ended, leading you to unwrap yourself from his grasp. He looked a little startled as you smoothed out your dress. 

“I gotta go find my friends.” Before he could respond, you were gone, leaving Tyler alone amongst his drunk classmates. 

You had been successfully ignoring Tyler, your heart, and the slight ache between your legs for the past few hours, mingling with friends, being a good host, ect. 

Suddenly you felt a presence behind you and thinking it was Tyler, you didn’t turn around. 

“Do you wanna dance?” A voice that did not belong to Tyler surprised you and you turned around. In front of you stood a blonde guy, dressed as Fred from Scooby Doo, who you vaguely remember seeing at other parties. The first thing you thought was 

He is not as attractive as Tyler.

Not wanting to be rude to the guy you agreed and followed him to the dance floor.

The two of you danced to the upbeat music, his hands resting on your waist. 

You forgot about Tyler for the time being, getting lost in the music. It felt nice, dancing with someone random, having fun.

Unbeknownst to you, Tyler had been watching you dance with your new friend. He was pissed. He had been so generous. Bought you a very nice dress, rented a carriage for the night, slow danced with you at a fucking frat party, and this is how you were thanking him? He was glaring daggers at the blonde guy who you had been grinding on for the past minute. Tyler snapped when the guy turned you around, trying to pull you in for a kiss. 

“Oh fuck this.”

He hightailed it to where you were, wrapping his hands around your waist, pulling your back against his front. 

You were startled to say the least, ready to turn around and slap whoever just grabbed you but when you heard Tyler’s voice in your ear, your heart stopped. 

“The fuck do you think you’re doing Princess?” His lowered voice sent shivers down your spine. Tyler’s eyes locked on your dance partner who was standing in disbelief at the two of you. 

“Listen man, I didn’t know she-” Tyler interrupted him. 

“Get the hell out.” He didn’t wait for a reply, promptly turning the two of you around. His large hand grabbed yours, leading you up the stairs. 

“Tyler! Where are we going?” You tried to shake your arm from his grasp, but he just tightened his grip. He led you into what you figured was his room. “Tyler we were just dancing!” You jumped as he slammed the door. 

“Oh really?” His fingers grazed your arms, his hot breath on your neck. “You were just dancing with him?” You look up and realize that you are in front of a mirror. Tyler’s eyes are on yours. He still looks devilishly handsome, his crown sitting perfectly atop his head. 

You, however, look flushed, from the dancing, your cheeks reddened, your chest straining against the tightened fabric of the corset, the tiara on your head slightly off center. 

Tyler’s eyes scan down your body and you feel his hand travel to your lower back, right on the tie of your corset, playing with the strings. You can hear the music from the party downstairs but all you can concentrate on is Tyler. The heat radiating off of his body, the featherlight touch of his fingers on your waist, the way his eyes were locked on yours. 

“Were you avoiding me,” his voice lowered as he dipped his head further into your neck, “princess?” Suddenly, Tyler pulled you flush against his body, causing you to gasp. “Answer me.” You had to look away from him, far too embarrassed to hold his gaze.

“Yes.”

Tyler laughed. 

“I’m gonna ask you a few questions and I’d like you to answer honestly.” His hand slides up your waist, up the fancy pink fabric of your corset, skimming over the hot skin of your chest, and up to your chin. Tyler tilts your chin up with his fingers, bringing your gaze back to his before his hand settles gently on your throat. 

“Do I make you nervous?” His mouth was right by the shell of your ear, his voice sending shivers down your spine. All you could do was nod. “Use your words, princess.” Heat rose to your cheeks. 

“Yes.” Tyler grinned. 

“Now why is that, baby?” Your body subconsciously reacted to his words, rolling your hips back into his ever-so-slightly. He chuckles and his lips graze your neck.

“Be-because I…” His eyes lock on yours through the mirror again, a evil grin spread across his lips.

“Because you…?” His lips return to your neck, finding a spot to behind your ear, pulling it between his lips. You gasp, your hips rolling back into his again.

You remain silent, because you are embarrassed, you tell yourself. Not because you are too enthralled in Tyler’s movements. His hand on your throat tightens and your eyes meet his.

“Don’t make me ask again.”

Your arms erupt with goosebumps and you are certain Tyler can feel the heat radiating off of you.

Still, you don’t answer, hoping to remain neutral to his touches.

“Hmm.” You can see a wicked glint in his eyes. “Guess I’ll just have to fuck the answer out of you then.”

Your eyes widen at his vulgar words but you can’t help your body’s reaction. You can feel him, all of him, pressing into your back.

His mouth returns to your neck, his lips and teeth finding any available skin to mark.

You try to conceal the sounds that are coming from your mouth, to no avail. Tyler already knows the effect he has on you. The effect you have desperately trying to avoid the entire night.

“Tyler…” His lips leave your neck and you turn to look at him. You take him in, his beautiful eyes, his swollen lips, his permanent smirk, and the fucking crown that seems to be superglued onto his perfect hair.

His gaze locks onto your lips and your heart races.

Before you can finish your sentence, his mouth is on yours. Tyler’s kiss is hungry. You moan into his mouth and feel him smirk.

Not breaking the kiss, Tyler turns you to face him. You barely register the fact that he’s backed you up against his door. Your hands travel to his face, bringing him impossibly closer while his bring the fabric of your dress up. You break the kiss when you feel his touch on your bare thigh.

“Oh what’s wrong, Princess?” Your blush is permanent and you can’t meet his eyes, only watching where his hands have come to rest on your skin. “Afraid that I might find out how you really feel about me?”

Yes.

You want to say it.

You could feel your arousal. And soon, Tyler would too. And his suspicions would ring true.

“Just say it and it will be so much easier, princess…” One of his hands leaves your thigh to return to your neck, bringing you to meet his gaze again. “I’ll give you what you want either way.” Your thighs squeeze together, Tyler’s hand caught in between them, making him laugh. “Sweetie you’re only hurting yourself here. The quicker you say it, the quicker-“

“Tyler, please.” He stops at your words.

There is silence for a few seconds.

“I need more than that baby.” His hand slides up your thighs, making you gasp.

“Fuck.”

“Oh a pretty lady like you shouldn’t use words like that. Try again.”

You glare at him and suddenly his knuckle drags against your core. You spasm, struggling to keep the curse words from leaving your mouth.

You look at him again and the fucker is grinning.

“Tyler…” You pause to collect your thoughts, and whatever is left of your dignity before continuing. “I’m attracted to you. And I don’t want to be so I was- I was avoiding you.”

“So you like me?” The grin hasn’t left.

You don’t respond right away so Tyler brushes his knuckle against you once again.

“Yes.” You whisper.

“Would you like me to touch you now? I think you earned it, don’t you, princess?”

You can’t help but nod.

He’s gone from your vision in less than a second, on the ground between your legs.

You could take a picture, Tyler Galpin in between your awaiting thighs, a crown sitting atop his head while he looks ready to devour you whole.

His hands slide up your thighs to your underwear, which you had matched the best you could to the corset he’d provided. Tyler groans as the lacy pink fabric comes into his view.

You step out of your panties, wobbling a bit on your heels, but Tyler steadies you. He hooks one of your legs over his shoulders, taking you in. You flush at the fact that you can feel yourself practically dripping for him. You make eye contact with him once more before he dives in.

Tyler’s mouth latches onto your clit, sucking it like his life depends on it, making you let out a strangled moan. Your hands grab onto the back of his head, pushing him further into you. Tyler’s tongue licks up your cunt, dipping into you slightly before swirling around your clit. You gasp, unable to find words, and so he does it again. And again. You feel your release coming, tugging tighter on his hair and his mouth latches onto your clit again, sucking it through your high.

Your gaze travels to the mirror where you see yourself against his door, gasping for air, while Tyler is seeking purchase between your thighs. The sight pushes you over.

As your euphoria hits you, Tyler’s younger is there, making sure he gets every last drop that comes out of you. You struggle at the sensitivity but his grip on you tightens, forcing you to his mouth.

When he’s sure he has licked you clean, he stands, grinning again. He follows your gaze to the mirror.

“Oh… little princess likes to watch herself get fucked, now does she?” He doesn’t wait for an answer before pulling you closer to the mirror, placing your hands on it.

“Don’t move.”

He stands behind you again, gaze on yours while he pulls your skirt up. You hear him undo his belt and zipper. You close your eyes.

“Eyes on me, Y/N.” Your eyes open instantly, finding his in the reflection of the mirror.

And suddenly, you feel him. You have no idea what to expect, not being able to see him, but your body is ready, cunt dripping once more.

“Count of five?”

You nod.

“Five. Four. Three-“ Tyler thrusts into you, one hand gripping your waist, the other next to yours on the mirror.

“Asshole!” You struggle to adjust to his size, trying to calm your body down after he went two seconds too early.

“I’m full of surprises.” He slams into you again, eyes locking in on yours.

His hand once again finds your clit, rolling it between his thumb and pointer finger as his hips slam into yours.

You desperately try to contain the noises, but how can you when you are watching him fuck you like that? The sight of him alone could make you come. The two of you, a prince and a princess, the gold crowns sat atop your heads, a perfect match.

You moan his name as he pinches your clit, coming once again as he groans into your neck.

“God you’re so fucking pretty, baby.” He keeps drilling into you, fucking you through your high while chasing his. You watch him in the mirror, head hurried into your neck, his strained hand on the mirror, fingers barely touching yours, his other hand deep within the fabric of your dress.

Tyler spills into you, letting out a deep “Holy shit.”

His head leaves your your neck and he grins at the sight of the two of you, mostly you, too fucked out to care about what comes next. You whine as you feel him pull out of you, zipping his pants back up. His hands return to your waist, pulling you back into him.

“So girlfriend, why don’t we go rejoin the party?” He kisses your neck, leading you to the door.

“Tyler… give me my underwear.” He grins.

“You know what, princess? I think I’ll keep ‘em for now. That way if you talk to another guy, you’ll feel me dripping down those pretty thighs of yours.” He winks at you before leading you back down the stairs.

:) god I’m so goin’ to hell.

[lilaccmilk]

can’t help but think about

Men who look like they haven’t felt the touch of a woman. (they haven’t) They develop a crush on you. Men who look at you with doe eyes, ready to please. Men who will do anything if you asked. Men who shiver when you whisper in their ear. It can be anything, but the feeling of you getting close— fuck they’re goners. Men who imagine you in ungodly ways, all of this new to them. Men who are on the verge of crying because they are so sexually frustrated.

Men who still can’t believe how someone like them (shy, submissive, a stuttering mess) managed to pull someone as confident and bold as you.

Men who whimper when you finally touch them. Guttural grunts and moans, whines and whimpers— all a part of the melody they let out just for you. Men who look up at you with expectant eyes, wanting–no needing you to praise them. We’ve already established that they love your voice, so throw in a ‘good boy’ or ‘you did so good baby’ and their brain stops functioning.

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I don't want it if it ain't your touch - West Side // Ariana Grande

I’m in class rn and all i can think about is this.

Ethan Landry, Sub!Miguel O’Hara, Simon Aumar, Harry Potter, Yuta Okkotsu, Tyler Galpin, Bucky Barnes +your favs!

[mntalbrakdown]

pocket size - P. Hynes White

masterlist

mentions of: height? idk let me know if you find any!

synopsis: percy liked that you are shorter than him

a/n: i’m no longer writing for him so plz no hate!!!!

12 inches. a whole foot shorter. you were 5”2 and Percy was 6”2. he liked how he could tower you. he liked the way you would have to look up at him. he especially appreciated when it was sunny outside because you would have to look up and the sun would catch your eyes making you scrunch your face. he also enjoyed how your hands would be wayyyy smaller than his. but out of all these things, his favorite thing about how short you were was putting his head on top of yours and wrapping his hands around your waist.

You and Percy have been dating for a year. you bumped into him in a pharmacy, trying to develop your film. Percy was waiting next to you holding his camera and you with yours.

“you take pictures” he tries to start a conversation with a girl he found attractive

“yeah, just started with this, I have an actual camera,” you say smiling weakly

“I think you should keep using a disposable camera so we could bump into one another more often,” he says trying to secure a date with you

“or you could just ask for my number” a date you wanted

“would Instagram be included in that bundle” he tried to stalk you, he tried to find out who you were as a person

“or maybe on the other hand I actually don’t have a number” you try to joke

“no don’t be like that” he’s a little flustered now

a few days later after that interaction, you were on a date. after that date led to more dates than asking for you to be his officially. it was nice to have someone to call yours and be excited to hang out with whenever possible.

—-

“ready to head out,” Percy says wrapping his hands around your waist as you’re putting on the final touches of your makeup and hair

“yeah, one second,” you say putting on some perfume that Percy got you during his time in Romania. it was vanilla-scented. your favorite

you were ready to go out on your date. the date was a dinner and you wanted to bet Percy that he was going to move your seat next to his to be able to sit next to you.

right, when you were seated across from each other Percy gets up and moves his chair in the middle asking you to do the same and you did. the thing is that you thought that the distance between the two of you was perfect, but in Percy's eyes he thought differently, he scooted your chair so his practically touched. the whole night after was him with his arm around your shoulder or his hand lying on your thigh.

—-

during car rides, Percy likes to put his hand on your lap. squeezing it and making his fingers dance around. when it was summer he liked how you would dangle your head out the window. how your hair would dance in the wind.

he also liked how in the winter you would bundle up and wear his hoodies because they were so warm but you secretly liked the smell of them. he liked that you would wear the hood and sit on the car seat with yours legs held to your chest because you were so cold.

—-

he never cared about the arts really until he met you. he liked being able to take pictures of you in his bed in a small form but never liked actually making the art. he never learned from the lessons that Netflix made him do.

he liked how you would look when putting your head on his bicep. while you would observe the art. he would have you wrapped around his arms. his head on top of yours. you would talk about all the details of the painting and he would listen nodding and humming in amusement.

one thing the two of you had in common was liking films. every Tuesday heading to the closest AMC theatre. you would watch films and analyze them together afterward.

the theatre had reclining seats and you could move the middle cup holder up so the both of you could cuddle together. and that’s what you did.

every film no matters if it was scary or not you would lie on his chest while he wrapped his arms around you. (the same way you both slept) you liked the way his heart would beat speed up when he would look down on you. you could tell because his head would move around. and you could tell his shit-eating grin was on his face once again.

of course, afterward, you would talk about the film going back to your shared place. he would laugh at your theories of the film. he would play your theories in his head on the way to sleep and they would always make sense.

—-

he also liked baking with you. he liked how you would move around a lot and get the batter on your face somehow. he liked that you had your hair back in a messy style and would have an apron on. sleeves rolled up ready to take on whatever you were doing

“perc! I need your help” you yelled and saw him resting his body on the wall that splits your living room from the kitchen

“what do you need my highness” he bows down

“I need you to get me the pink bowl on the top right cabinet” you point to the thing causing your pissed-off state.

you never understood why he never got you a stool. maybe he liked being of help and being able to be in your bubble while you bake. because he never once got in the way of your work.

he never once let you put the pan into the oven because he was scared you would burn yourself. which never happened when you were on your own.

“why can’t I do it,” you ask feeling like all the work he has done

“don’t want you to get burnt,” he says opening the oven and putting in the pan

“there are mittens for a reason, y’know they aren’t decorations”

“but you look so pretty all healthy and smooth,” he says getting the brown batter from your nose and licking his finger clean

he liked cleaning up with you. playing with bubbles and splashing you with water. he grew in love with your face, he grew to be able to read your facial expressions. enough being said he could read how pissed you were but he knew to not mess around anymore.

waiting for the pastry was enjoyable. he liked waiting on the couch with you. you were in between his legs and your head rested on his chest. you would scroll on your phone and Percy would watch. when the pastry was ready you both would always burn yourselves it was like you never learned. and you would both laugh at each other. but it was enjoyable and you both would finish it in a day.

—-

the get-together was at his place. it was strictly just the cast. they slowly started to pile in through the door. he was excited to be reunited with them. he found the friends that he loved. and you were happy for him. as he greeted everyone he was ready to sit down on the couch and you were close behind. he was holding your hand guiding you to your seat.

another thing Percy was extremely mad about was you sitting on his lap. no matter if there was plenty of space everywhere else. he loved sitting with you. he especially did this when you were laying on the couch watching some TikToks and he would make you get up and lay on top of him. it would make you go crazy and not in a good way. but it made him happy so you let it slide.

“so how long have you two dated” hunter asked

“About two years,” Percy says playing with your hair. twisting it and fiddling with it between his two fingers

Emma was trying to get your attention. she thought you were interesting. she liked the way you probably have a lot to say but just keep to yourself. she knew deep down you were funny because well you were dating Percy.

“what’s something that Percy has done here that no one else knows about,” Emma asks looking directly at you. you start laughing at the thought

“no-“ Percy says trying to hold you from saying it

“he…he sings t swift when he’s bored” Percy tried to cover your mouth before you finished the sentence, but it was too late because what you said was out and everyone was laughing

“so- uh- so who wants to play uno” Percy says trying to move the conversation

wanting to get the Uno cards that were under the coffee table. in a red tin box that once contained chocolates, Percy got you for valentines day. once you got it you were walking to his kitchen. all the seats were taken and Percy put you on his lap. he shuffled the cards and something about that no matter who did it, was attractive. Percy however liked the way your hands made the Uno cards look humongous while he made them look tiny.

“Are you both teaming?” Jenna asked

“should we” Percy whispers in your ear sending butterflies straight to your stomach

“Sure,” you say kissing his cheek and everyone started teaming up.

halfway through the game, Percy has half the deck with him.

“I should've never teamed with you” you laugh at just seeing the cards

“I’ll make us win don’t worry” he had his eyes wide like he was determined. and that he was because he always kept his promises to you.

and by the end of the night you both did. he liked the way your eyes would sparkle with joy that only lit up with winning. how you would wrap your hands around him and laugh.

—-

one thing Percy hated was high heels. it was like they were enemies. you never understood it. it wasn’t like you would get whiny about the heels hurting you. in fact it was the opposite. you would run dance jump all of it and all Percy’s face was saying is how much he hated those things giving you height.

he liked that you would have to tip-toe for him but those were easy access they took one of his favorite things about you. and if he could he would destroy them all.

he liked that at the end of the day, you would dress in his clothes to go to bed. it was practically a nightgown for you. he liked how you would clean your face and make sure you felt clean. he liked the way you would be ready to go to bed and not even act like you didn’t want to be by him. because you did you wanted him to wrap his arms around you because it is reassuring and comforting. and wake up in that same form in the morning.

[amnesique]

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

[eufezco]

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.

[textualdesires]

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?

[leadpoisioning]

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.

[pinkydevil16]

I would love a scenario where the Reader constantly flirts and flashes Tyler her boobs/bra/panties by wearing super short skirts and bending over or pressing her heavily exposed chest against him while hes at work

Altering this slightly to Perv! Tyler

Y/n walked into Weathervane in her usual uniform, beige polo and black pleated skirt that ended at the middle of her thighs with her red apron tucked in her arm as she walked past Tyler tapping his arm as he served a customer, Tyler smiling at her as she walked past trying not to concentrate on the fact she wasn't wearing tights. The cold weather had started ease up so Y/n had decided she could ditch her regular tights and go bare legged since the coffee shop got pretty hot anyway, coming out the back room she walked around to Tyler before spinning around with a smile facing the back of her apron to him as she held her hair out the way.

"Tie me up?" Tyler handed the customer their drink before nodding, he did this every shift with Y/n and wondered if she got any of the other servers to do it but whenever he's tried to ask Y/n would say he was being silly, his hands smoothed around her waist pulling on the apron so it fit snugly how she liked folding it a bit so it laid only an inch under her skirt. Y/n loved this part of her day, Tyler's warm hands on her and the way he pressed into her back as he tied a pretty bow, Tyler smoothing down her apron feeling her hips under his hands as he looked at her exposed legs. He'd gotten used to Y/n wearing her tiny skirt with those thin tights, they hadn't been so busy this winter so he's gotten to stare at her more than normal, he loved whenever she wore the skirt since she seemed to always wear a thong underneath and the way she's bend over to clean things, bend down to change the filters he loved working with her. Y/n turned around smiling at Tyler before grabbing a cloth and moving to start cleaning the tables since everyone had gotten their morning coffee and ran off to work as normal, it wouldn't get busy for another hour once the mum's dropped their kids off at school and met to talk loudly about their affairs and sex life like they weren't sat in a coffee shop with two 20 years olds behind the counter. Tyler leaned on the counter watching Y/n as she wiped down a table, bending over slightly as her skirt rose up Tyler's jaw almost hitting the floor as he realised she was still wearing those tiny thongs, he'd expected some shorts or something underneath that skirt but he was mesmerised as he watched her bend further cleaning the corner. Tyler covered his mouth with his hand as he watched the tiny black thong press against her, he could practically see everything he wanted, with the tights there was always that hint of a thong whereas now he was sure if she bent over anymore it would slip and he'd be able to see everything. Y/n smoothed down her skirt as she stood back up, a habit she'd always down staring at the table for a moment before placing the serviettes, sugar and stirrers back onto the table, she knew her skirt was a little short but had gotten used to wearing tights and hadn't thought much about it when she dressed this morning. She'd asked Tyler before if the skirt was appropriate and he'd told her it was fine, she was happy because she got nice tips and Tyler seemed to like her skirt so she never saw an issue. She only picked up shifts when Tyler worked since he'd stuck up for her once when a customer got handsy and his dad had put the man in jail for a night after Tyler called him. "Hey Y/n come here a sec." Y/n turned around smiling at Tyler as she walked around the register towards him before stopping with a small bounce, Tyler repressing a groan as her chest bounced. He thought to himself either she was the master of innocence or she was an amazing actress because somehow she always managed to make him want to bend her over the counter. Moving his hands to her hips he pulled her closer with a soft smile Y/n smiling back as he faced her towards the counter leaning on her shoulder and caging her against it, Y/n letting him since she thought it was sweet and he just wanted a cuddle, Tyler always thought he was lucky with how much he got away with. Leaning against her he inhaled smelling her perfume as she turned her head letting him place his head in the crook of her neck like usual, one of his hands dropping to just below her skirt where he usually rubbed his hand up and down her tights but now he only felt skin and Y/n let out a small gasp at the contact.

"Where are your tights?" Tyler whispered, Y/n swallowing as she went to answer Tyler placing his other hand on her upper thigh his thumbs sitting below her butt grazing her underwear as he held her thighs tightly pulling them apart gently and letting go watching how they jiggled back. Y/n held onto the counter as Tyler looked down running two fingers between her legs feeling along the lace as her breath hitched, his other hand pushing her butt cheek so he could see better as he kept moving his fingers along the lace waiting for Y/n to answer.

"It's not as cold out." She breathed out, staring at the door as she worried about a customer coming in, Tyler smiling sweetly at her as he kissed her neck pushing her underwear to the side and pushing his fingers into her folds continuing his previous actions barely grazing her clit as she clenched her thighs together.

"Did you not think this was inappropriate Y/n? What would you do if someone tried to take advantage of you, bending over in this tiny skirt and thong begging for someone to press you down and fuck you." Y/n gulped loudly her hands gripping the counter tightly as she tried to talk Tyler pushing two fingers into her as she squeaked, his hand coming to hold her hips as he rolled her hips into his hand as his thumb circled her clit Y/n biting her lip to hold in a moan.

"I thought you liked my skirt." Y/n whispered, she didn't want to admit she had been bending over more whenever it was just them she enjoyed how he'd flush red but she always thought he was more sweet and innocent rather than fingering her at work type of guy. Tyler quickened his fingers Y/n moaning as she bent forward her skirt riding up higher so he could see his fingers fuck in and out of her.

"I do, i don't like you showing off my pretty little pussy to every guy who walks in here so they can cum in their pants and leave you $5." Y/n whimpered as he spanked her, her body jolting as he rolled her hips back into his hand Tyler feeling her tighten around his fingers as she screwed her eyes shut ready to cum, pulling his fingers out quickly making her whine as she whipped to look at him. Tyler cleaning his fingers before sweetly at her, nodding his head as the mum's all began flooding in, Y/n moving to go to the staff room but Tyler raised an eyebrow at her.

"We have the morning rush Y/n, take orders." Y/n nodded trying to calm her blush very aware that her underwear didn't cover her at all now and each time she took an order she worried one of them would want a drip coffee and she'd have to turn around. Tyler waited until the last lady sat down before handing Y/n a tray, her eyes wide as she tried to stutter out but he gave her a cheeky smile Y/n walking slowly unable to adjust her skirt as she placed down the tray, bending over to do so as Tyler leaned against the counter with a smirk as she quickly rushed away holding down her skirt and hiding behind the counter. His hands coming around her waist and pulling her back into the same position, Y/n freezing as she felt him rum his fingers along her folds again.

"Tyler, they'll hear." She whispered Tyler spinning her around with a mocking look as he looked cast his eyes over to the mum's too busy talking about whatever rachel had done to be kicked out or some other bullshit. "Be quiet and they won't know." Y/n looked at him for a moment before nodding Tyler giving her a wide grin as he turned her around to face them pushing his fingers into her as he placed his other hand next to hers on the counter, her hand covering his as she tried not to moan at the brutal pace he set, her legs shaking as she bit her lip staring at the counter. Tyler looking at the mum's before sucking on Y/n's neck making her whimper as he watched her knees almost give out wrapping his arm around her waist as she came, Y/n whispering his name as she screwed her eyes shut making him smirk as he kept going. Y/n's eyes snapping open as she heard chairs scrape, all the mum's slowly filing out as they waved and said goodbye.

"Come again ladies." Tyler said with a smirk as Y/n tried to smile at them feeling Tyler swirl his thumb over her clit as she choked back a moan trying to wave and grip the counter as he pulled his fingers out of her and pushed her thong back into place.

"Be careful in that skirt or everyone will see the cum on your thighs." Y/n nodded her face red as Tyler pressed a kiss to her cheek.

[stilestheabominablesnowman]

Hi! This is my first request ever on the world wide web:D I love your writing so i decided to give it a shot.

I would love to request a Tyler/Reader fluffy, soft smut fic. It's all snowy outside so I imagine cuddling under lots of blankets with the heating broken, slowly leading to some action.

It's always a pleasure to be reader:] Thank you so much<3

Baby it’s cold outside - Tyler Galpin

summary: it’s freezing in tyler’s house, and he finds a way to warm you up.

warnings: established relationship, oral (fem receiving), slow sex, pretty vanilla tbh, nickames (babe, sweatheart ect), unprotected sex (wrap it up guys) 

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It’s so cold, even cuddled up under the blankets with Tyler your teeth are chattering. Your eyes peer out the window, watching the snow flurry down and against the ground.

His dad’s out, buying a new heater considering theirs is broken.

It’s so cold your fairly certain your fingers will freeze off soon. Tyler’s sleepy eyes are trained on the tv, some random movie is playing, but you aren’t paying any attention.

Your eyes are staring at anything but the tv, you’re trying to distract yourself from his unusually warm hand on your thigh. His fingers twitch, and all you can think about is what they would feel like inside you.

You have had sex with him before but you haven’t in a while, and your practically aching.

“Babe, your shivering.” he discovers, voice tired and slow.

“Yeah,” You drag it out for a moment before speaking again. “Maybe you could help warm me up? hmm?” You suggest, pulling him closer to you.

“Oh, really?” he raises an eyebrow at you. “Maybe i will,”

He rolls over on top of you, and you laugh at his forwardness. Usually Tyler is the type to tread lightly around that type of stuff.

His lips meet yours and they move against each other slowly, his arm slides behind your neck to support himself. His other hand moves to your hip, pulling up to press your pussy against his hardness.

Your hands move from his neck to the hem of his shirt. You pull it up and over his head, your hands go to his toned chest.

Your lips break from his, “Have you been working out?” you pant.

“A little.” he laughs.

Your lips meet again, and you tilt your head to kiss him harder.

He puts his free hand against your chest to push your away.

“Slow,” he breathes out, “lets do this slow.”

“Ok, I can do that.” Your words come out shaky, and you nod your head.

Tyler softly presses his lips to yours, and then kisses his way down your body. He stops just above your shorts, and pulls them and your underwear down and off you. He throws them across the room for you to find later. You begin shivering from the cold and he pulls the blanket up over his head and to your chest.

Tyler pushes your knees apart and immediately attacks your clit. Licking and sucking at it. You can’t see what he’s going to do next, and your hips buck against his face.

He dips his tongue just barely into your pussy and you whine as he pulls it out and goes back to your clit.

He kisses his way back up your body, and shimmies out of his pants and boxers.

His lips meet your is a kiss so sultry you wonder if this is the Tyler you knew before. His left arm goes back underneath your neck, and his right hand goes to his dick, guiding it towards your pussy. He rubs the tip against your slit, and then slowly pushes in.

A high pitched moan leaves your lips at the stretch, and he groans at the feeling of your walls squeezing him.

Tyler tucks his face into your neck, pulling the blankets up to his shoulders to keep warm.

He pulls put a little, and pushes back in slowly. You whine at the sensation and his slowness.

When he pushes back in, he hits a spot you rarely remember is there. It elicits a loud moan from your lips. He licks and sucks at a part of your neck that he’s become of so familiar with, and you whimper. He moans as you clench around him and he throbs inside you. He begins thrusting his hips a little faster, repeatedly hitting that spot so deep inside you.

“God! Ty, you're so deep.” You moan out.

“I know, sweetheart.” he replies, voice strained. He’s trying to stay slow, trying to enjoy the intimacy but your just so tight, and warm. His thrusts get rougher, and your legs ache to close, so he takes his right hand and brings it to your thigh to hold your legs open. 

His dick twitches inside you and you know he’s close. Tyler moves his hand from your thigh to your clit and starts rubbing it with his thumb. Your stomach knots up.

“I’m close.” You utter, and he thrusts deeper. 

“C’mon baby..” He says, rubbing your clit harsher, “Cum for me,”

His hips stutter and he’s spiling inside you, the warmth warrants your aproaching orgasm. The knots inside you tightening and then snapping. 

waves of pleasure wash over the both of you like waves, until its over.

You don’t move, even when he’s softening inside you. You just lay there, tangled together underneath the blankets.

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A/N: I just realized that you wanted slow build up, im so sorry. I hope you like it anyways.

[bellatrixscurls]

“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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[lilaccmilk]

i just read your "men who look like they havent felt the touch of a woman"

imagine those same men coming from mere grinding

all clothes still on

and the whimpering would go crazyyyyyy

Right so *blushes while trying to act nonchalant* (let’s be honest, not a single nonchalant bone in my body.)

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It was a day off for you both, you were straddling his lap, his lips on yours. Kissing you with such a fervour, it was as if he’d die if he didn’t feel your lips on his. Your hand raked through his hair.

You clothed cunt just above his bulge, grinding down on him. You can hear his breathy moans and whimpers, the sounds only spurring you on to grind harder. You left kisses and hickeys on his neck, kissing his jaw, lightly biting his Adam’s apple.

Baby, please need to- fuck- need to be -hah- inside you. C’mon love, please?

“Now now, be a good boy for me, yeah? You can do that right?” You say against his lips, in that sickly sweet voice of yours. His hands reaching up to hold your hips, to grind you down harder. His breathing heavier, his head falling back. And soon enough, you feel a wet patch against your inner things and cunt, you look down to see his pants, drenched.

A look of surprise flashes through your eyes, before you giggle, “Aww, did you come from this alone?” His face flushes red as he hides his face in your chest. But you aren’t finished, instead you pull at his hair, urging him to look at you, “You can give me one more, yeah?” All he can do is nod breathlessly.

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The moment when I close my eyes All I see is red lights- Red Lights // Bang Chan, Hyunjin

Ethan Landry, Sub!Miguel O’Hara, Simon Aumar, Harry Potter, Yuta Okkotsu, Choso Kamo, Tyler Galpin, Bucky Barnes +your favs!

[jellyfishsthings]

Request: Tyler Galpin x fem!reader

Plot: Tyler introducing reader to his dad (most likely at their house) when she helps Tyler study until his dad comes home. Oooh, and if earlier that day, reader ran into Sheriff Galpin at The Weathervane (Tyler hadn’t started his shift, and R realized who was standing behind her in line-maybe he overheard a conversation she was having that was awkward for him to listen to or maybe she trips on his foot and they start a conversation and it goes well or bad? But he doesn’t realize who he’s met until she’s at the table with his son

(sorry that this is so longg)

Hi sorry this is short, but I think it is cuter this way... love to you all

WARNINGS: awkward reader, spilled coffee (a crime to be sure), fem!reader

"I had the worst day ever" I proclaim to Tyler as I flop down on his couch while he studies for a end of term test that was coming up and I was supposed to help him.

"What happened, sweets?" He asked me, keeping half a mind on me and my antics.

"So... I went to your coffee shop-"

"It's not my coffee shop, I just work there." He interrupted me. Rudely might I add.

"- Don't interrupt me. As I was saying, I was at your coffee shop." a heavy sigh sounded in the room, interrupting my rambling once again, and I shot him a glare before continuing my story. "And I was simply waiting in line to get my order, which wasn't as good as yours by the way." A light chuckle sounded before he quieted again. "Yeah. So I was simply waiting in line, listening to my music and minding my own business, when this guy bumped into me. He was a cop, mind you, and holding a big cup of coffee. So he bumps into me and he spills all of his coffee on my shirt. My good, lucky shirt. Either way he apologized, but it was very half-assed, like he didn't mean it. He barely spared me a glance. Like who does that? Were are your manners mister? You are the law, you should be leading by example. But no, you had to be an asshole."

"Was he by any chance wearing a cowboy like hat?"

"Yeah, how did you know? Has he been a nightmare to you too?"

"Kind of. He is about to be here."

"What? Why? Why would he be-?"

The sound of the door opening, it's hinges creeking heavily and soft sound of keys rattling filled the room, making her voice dissappear and stop mid-sentence. "Hey, Ty. How was your day?" Her horrified face, made him burst out laughing, desperately gasping for air. This was golden. The two most important people in his world, had the most horrible first encounter, at least on her side.

"Hey dad. I want you to meet someone." Her eyes were as round as saucers,she looked like a deer caught in headlights. And he softly smiled at her, giving her a slight push at the small of her back. "Dad this is the girl you, apparently, soiled her shirt with coffee this morning. She also happens to be my girlfriend. Honey, meet my dad, Sheriff Galpin."

[eufezco]

LOVER – XAVIER THORPE x READER

MAJOR WEDNESDAY SPOILERS !!

SUMMARY – You go to Xavier for comfort.

Xavier knew something was wrong when he discovered that you were the person knocking at his door, chewing at your lower lip and looking so close to tears.

Since you started dating Tyler Galpin, you stopped visiting him at that time of the night. He understood that those encounters you two had could no longer happen now that you had a boyfriend. What you and Xavier had was already a thing of the past. You were still friends, even though he didn't like your boyfriend. Tyler tried to talk to him and apologize but there was only one thing Tyler could do to get Xavier's forgiveness and that was giving back what once was his.

—What happened? —Xavier asked. Instead of answering his question, you jumped into his arms, and he had to take a few steps backwards to keep himself from falling.

Xavier quickly hugged you back. His arms squeezed you against his body just the way he knew you liked, tight enough to make you feel safe but still soft to not make it suffocating. Both of your hands were on his chest, covering your face as you sobbed in silence, while one of his caressed your back, and his other one was at the back of your head, doing the same thing with your hair.

—Okay, let's go —. Xavier carefully pulled you away from him, holding your face in between his hands to make you look at him. His thumbs wiped the tears that rolled down your cheeks but it was useless because you couldn't stop crying. —Come here —. He grabbed your hands with his and guided you to his bed. You sat next to each other but Xavier didn't let go of your hands. —What happenned?

Your bottom lip quivered before you told him that Wednesday finally found the identity of the Hyde. Xavier's eyes widened after you told him and he quickly understood why you knocked on his door crying. He hated Tyler, but he did not believe him capable of doing something like that to you.

—I'm so sorry, y/n —. Xavier put one hand over your shoulders and you rested your head on his chest. —You don't deserve this.

While you sobbed on your friend's chest, you couldn't help but feel stupid and regret every single moment you spent with Tyler. Xavier warned you about him and you didn't listen, yet he was there, not making you feel worse by saying I told you, not closing his door at you for having been so naive, just comforting you and helping you to realize that it hadn't been your fault. You should've chosen Xavier, he had always been the right one.

Xavier wanted to kill him. At that moment he didn't care about how many people were killed by Tyler, Xavier only cared about the way he hurt you, about the way he lied to you. His jaw clenched thinking about how much you've loved Tyler, about the way your eyes shone every time you talked about him or after one of your dates, about how he played the nice guy around you but then was a true monster behind your back.

After what felt like forever, you were able to calm down and move away from Xavier. Your friend arched his eyebrows with concern. —How are you feeling? Any better?

You nodded softly. Xavier knew you were lying.

—Look, I'm not letting him anywhere near you. You would never have to see him again, okay? It's over. Wednesday willl go to the police, and everything will be over soon —. You didn't know if Xavier's words were making you feel better or reminding you of how you fell for Tyler's lies.

Besides Xavier's soothing words, there was something else that could make you feel better.

You stared at Xavier's lips, and when he noticed, he found himself with his eyes locked on your lips, thinking about how bad he had wished to have them so close to his again. He clenched his jaw, knowing this was wrong. You were having a breakdown. That wasn't a logical way of dealing with your problems but an emotional one that would not solve anything. An emotional response. Did that mean that that was what your heart was telling you to do, right? Not your brain, not what you were supposed to do but what you wanted to do.

Xavier softly shook his head, he was overthinking this situation. This was wrong, you were not okay. He called your name while sighing against your lips right before you finally kissed him.

Oh, but your lips felt so good moving against his. They were wet and salty because of your tears and he could do nothing else but kiss you back. Quickly the kiss got more intense, your hands held both of his cheeks as his helped you to sit on his lap. Your hands moved to the back of his head and your fingers tugged his hair at the root. Once you pulled his hair, he gasped and finally realized what was going on.

—We can't do this right now... —Xavier said while his hands went to grab your wrists. Your lips were still on his while he talked.

—Please, I need it —. You begged him as tears started rolling down your cheeks again, and how could he say no to you? Your eyes were red from all the crying you did, your cheeks were wet because of the tears, your bottom lip quivered softly but enough for Xavier to notice.

He could feel your hands shaking under his grip. And if he was honest with himself, he had missed your kisses so bad. Not only your kisses but your giggling at his door after you dodged Thornhill, your hums and snuggles when he kissed your forehead at night, your hands braiding his hair... He missed what you two had before Tyler Galpin. He wished you had come back to him in other circumstances, but as you said, you needed it.

You needed Xavier.

Your lips ghosted over his, Xavier swallowed nervously. Your breathings were heavy, your lips half-open making it easy for them to mix. —Please, Xavier. Just let me have this —. You mumbled. Now it was Xavier the one that kissed you, holding your hips in place as your hands dug into his scalp again. This was exactly what you needed. When your lips were connected with his, you weren't able to think about anything else besides how good it felt. And he didn't mind if you were using him to forget about Tyler because as hard as he tried, he could never say no to you.

Xavier tucked your hair behind your ear after breaking away the kiss.

—Where's him now anyways?

—I don't know, I think Wednesday is torturing him in your shack.

Xavier blinked slowly. —Wednesday is doing what?