#tyson.interactions

[purehoneybees]

open to — female or nb! muse — Tyson Marks! Twenty-six and a music producer plot — Our muses are dating and are in the same friend group. pls give me super basic and sneaky smut

The movie played on the large home-theater screen. Everyone had their own special seats that reclined back enough to make each seat its own little bed. Tyson and his partner always pulled up the arm rest to combine their seats so that it made one pod for them to be in. They were never shy about pda, though many were surprised that Tyson and them weren't making out throughout the film. If only they knew that under the blanket, Tyson was sporting a huge tent in his shorts.

"Please stroke it, babe..." Tyson whispered. "You know how much I don't like to beg..." He must really need her right now. "Please..."

[purehoneybees]

How does one respond to this? It was obvious her powers of telepathy were true. Either that or she truly did understand him better than he did himself—both options left him stunned and utterly attracted to her confidence. His eyes scan hers, before dropping to her soft lips. A rush of red flows onto his cheeks when he realizes that he could barely control himself. He feels his body lean in—the slow motion feeling of swimming through the air to finally meet her. His muscles are tense, the entire time, until he finally feels the glorious release of his lips on hers. Soon after, his hands catch up and pull her body in closer. // @mccntower

it was almost too easy, flashing him one simple look and she felt as if she has him wrapped around her fingers. licking her lips, eyes remains on his features as she nods her head pretending like she was agreeing with him, "oh? you weren't? that's odd, i swear i thought that you were thinking about bending me backwards and having your way with me." the smirk upon her lips grows watching as he steps closer towards her. a small chuckle falling from her lips, "might be insane, but that doesn't make you want me any less."

[purehoneybees]

open to: f / nb muse: tyson marks, twenty-six, music producer plot: some fluffy/romantic smut with emphasis on romanticizing the moment! can be dating, roommates, or best friends that decided to cross the threshold 

Pouring rain tap on the metal roof of the car. The windows were fogged up, hiding the activities within the car. Passing cars illuminate the dark space every once in a while and the sounds of the song CYANIDE by Daniel Caesar play at a low volume. Tyson sat in the wide space in the back seat, moaning as he felt the other's lips and tongue run over his c.ock. They were only a few minutes away from home—but temptation got the better of them. 

[purehoneybees]

closed starter for: @silencedmoths

based on "pov" by ariana grande!

The week was a frustrating one. A string of days where nothing seemed to go his way. The masculine energy that boiled within him refused to let any kind of emotion out. He would rather die than to have anyone see him drown. So instead he shut down. All week he kept to himself and refused to talk to anyone unless needed. It culminated into a rainy evening at her place. Maybe it was the overwhelming storm that SMACKED against the windows. Or maybe it's how her touched made his body light up in a way that made everything feel so vivid. Thoughts of doubt bubbled to the surface. Tears began to form in his eyes which only made him more frustrated. She was watching him drown and he couldn't stop it. "I just wish I saw me the way you did."

[purehoneybees]

closed starter for: @bithenight

It was happening again. They couldn't keep off of each other for two seconds. Tyson knew it was an awful idea to meet her friends, but here they were. It was a chilly night up in one of her friend's mountainside cabin. This was essentially a girl's trip, plus Tyson. The only reason he was truly invited was because he was dating her. "Your friends are gonna think I'm a pervert." He whispered, loving the way he could feel her tease him from under the large blanket that they were sharing. The movie that played on the screen was fine—but it was hard for him to focus when they've been around others all day and he wasn't able to get his fix of her.

[purehoneybees]

open to: f / nb muse: tyson marks, twenty-six, a city boy at heart. plot: based on games like stardew valley and story of seasons! tyson just moved to a small town and has been flirting with your muse for the past few weeks.

The local bar was cute. It had that small town charm that Tyson was slowly learning to enjoy. Every now and again, his spoiled city-kid disposition would linger and he had to re-center himself. That's what this entire move was for anyhow. It was a way for him to disconnect from the fast lifestyle of the city. Nights like this were the kind of nights that gave the town its life. A jukebox played music throughout the entire establishment. A dozen of the locals were dancing on the makeshift dancefloor. Everyone in town was here.

Tyson grabbed a beer for himself and his friend then made his way through the room. He made sure to greet everyone. Since he was new in town, he felt like a celebrity. Most of them didn't realize he actually was fairly famous—though producers often didn't get the credit they deserved. Finally he made his way back to the table. "You guys must love wednesdays." He laughed, handing the drink off to them. "Because I've never seen a bar this lively on a wednesday night."

[purehoneybees]

@intcxications sent dungeon + suri for tyson, from this prompt

Tyson was tired of the back and fourth. It was obvious that they were in love, but her husband constantly got in the way. Her mind was filled with doubt and confusion. He planned on fixing that. When he told her they had plans today, he knew exactly what he was doing. The hope was, after tonight, she wouldn't think of anyone but him. 

There was a throne and a table that held her in the doggy position. A vibrator was stuck into her as Tyson watched her from his seat. "Tell me how much you love me. Say that you love me more than you ever loved your husband." The words were filled with determination. After tonight she was going to be his.

[purehoneybees]

Tyson lay strapped to the bed, blushing when pre-cum already begins to spill from his tip. He hadn't even been touched yet the pleasure was already building inside of him. In truth, he shouldn't be here. The older woman promised to fulfill so many of his sexual fantasies that he fell into her trap and enjoyed every second of it. If his girlfriend were to find out, he'd be dead. Her step-mother and her were always getting into arguments... Now here he was, laying in bed waiting for her step-mother to begin teasing him. 

This was often how his nights with the older woman went. A little teasing and a lot of torture—only ever ending in euphoric orgasms that tended to get the two of them extremely messy. He loved his girlfriend, but she was never able to get him into this subspace that her step-mom could. However, tonight felt special.

The dimly lit room smelled wonderful. Something about tonight felt special. Tyson's head perks up as he sees the door swing open. "There you are." He blushes. "I've been waiting for you—" Eyes widen as he notices two figures enter the room. "Wait... What's going on." His dick was glistening in the soft light and his eyes try to comprehend what's before him. "Holy shit."// @kiillmeromantically

[purehoneybees]

Their tiny apartment could barely fit them, yet it looked decorated enough to fit at least ten others. At every corner there were cute strings and balloons. It was obvious he went all out. "Just us!" He exclaimed, excitedly. A playful noisemaker honks as he blows into it, then he walks over to the fridge. "And I got some wine! Something nice for us to vibe out to, on this celebratory day." He sets the bottle beside glasses that were already set out. "So? What do you think? Is this okay?"

how could she keep such a massive part of herself from tyson, everyone else was a bigger story, but tyson cared so deeply for her. sometimes she didn't know what to do with all that love he had for her. "i'm not mad, i promise you that much, ty." sunday hummed, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek before she stepped back. "just for us?" she didn't want to invite anyone else, she wasn't sure how they could pull off a party for two, but the idea of just getting to spend time with tyson was good enough for her whole birthday. "a cake and a pinata? that's insane, tyson. you did so much." she glanced around once more, bright smile on her lips. perhaps they could make her birthday something better, something less painful for once.

[purehoneybees]

closed starter for: @enlustria

based on this!

Tyson was a little old for sleep overs now. But their house felt like his home. He'd been a family friend since they were in grade school. However, over the last year... He found himself hanging around for other reasons. Tonight he lay in his best friend's sister's bed. "Don't make me leave..." He whispered, addicted to her—kissing her hand and arms.

[purehoneybees]

@starbrght liked for a starter!

tarot card: the empress (upright)

Tyson scrolled through the various news articles that popped up about their relationship. He couldn't help but let out a small laugh. It was interesting what the public assumed they knew about celebrities. The music producer held the phone up to his partner. "Check it out." He spoke, then shaking the phone. "According to these tweets, you're pregnant." 

[purehoneybees]

closed starter for: @lunarrscribbles

witch/magic au!

Tyson entered the home and made sure to shut the door quickly before any magical inanimate objects flew out. He'd learned the hard way that it was a pain to get magical items cooperate. In his arms were two paper bags: one filled with groceries and the other filled with lesser edible ingredients that could be used for any of her spells. Stuffed into his back pocket was the shopping list that she gave him earlier that day. "Baby!" He called out, moving through her home and making it to the kitchen. "I got all the stuff you asked for."

[stxckinoxryxuth]

@twinsizedmttress

“You know you could had told me that you were keeping pizza from me. I found it myself but nice to know you don’t like to share, and to think, I thought that we were friends..” Tyson  muttered, his eyes moving up to look at the person, trying to not laugh at the way he was acting.

[purehoneybees]

response to @kiillmeromantically

continued from this!

Days like this were frustrating. It was as if life wanted to throw every obstacle in his way. So once the day was done, he decided he wasn't going to let it take him any further than it had already. All he wanted was to be home, beer in hand, and have his cock played with by his favorite girl. She was his best friend in the whole world and truly the only person that knew how to make him feel better. His muscles already began to ease up when she touched him—he loved that he didn't even need to ask. "The mixing table crashed mid-way through the recording session today and my dumbass forgot to have everything saved. It was a mess trying to re-do all the progress we made." He took a sip of his beer and hummed. "I hope your day was better."

[stxckinoxryxuth]

@meowindie

“Wait you woke me up to do what now?” The male asked, the headache from the previous party that he went to was still banging in his head. “I have no idea what you want me to do? What do you mean we have to go out? Im already tired, I have had enough of partying.” Tyson just looked up, trying his hardest to make sense with all the pain in his head. 

[purehoneybees]

It wasn't very common for Tyson to meet someone that was so ready to problem-solve. Many people he met out here usually leaned towards the spoiled side. Anyone else leaned either lazy or resentful after seeing his success. It was truly a case of the rich-kid blues. He'd learned to manage himself well in this new social enviroment, but being around her was a refreshing change of pace. "Let's take your car." He spoke, humbly. "I love feeling the air through my hair and it'd be nice to not navigate the traffic here—I'm still getting used to it."

" if you're free I can take you there now ! " excitement got the best of her as the words flowed out of her mouth, after a moment the femme continued. " if you don't mind a convertible that is, I uh --- my top has kind of been stuck down for the past few days but, I'm going to get it fixed. " the car was one of her first big purchases, a shit investment and terribly temperamental but it was a symbol of how hard she had persisted to get there so she didn't mind. " -- or if it's easier we can meet there. " fingers typed away at her phone fr a moment confirming the potential showing.