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“WOOF!” (x)

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Tyler flinched a little as he squeezed his shoulder; he was surprised at the warmth there. And that he still hadn’t moved it. “Check on me? Yeah... what? No I’m fine. I don’t know. She’s not... how do you even know about that?” He cleared his throat as he stepped back, the loss of the warmth slightly troubling him. “You miss me?” He let out a little laugh, frowning as he started to walk away, it didn’t look like he had much time. He hesitated before calling out after him. “Hey Gilbert?! Do you want to hang out?”

Jeremy took a deep breath. If he was going to do this he had to act fast. He leaned closer than he should and squeezed his shoulder, letting his hand rest that when he had stopped squeezing. “Just… wanted to check on you.. I mean I get you’ve been pretty lonely? How’re things with Caroline?” He checked his watch and stepped back again, he wasn’t sure quite how to proceed but trying out two tactics couldn’t hurt. “I also kind of miss you. Call me cheesy.” He shrugged and started moving away before Tyler had time to answer.

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Tyler was terrified for him as he woke up; he clung to him, wishing for him to be okay. Praying that nothing had been done, he’d kill Matt for that. “It’s okay. I’ve got you Jer. I’ve got you.” He kissed the top of his head as they mushed together, “I’m sorry I didn’t protect you. I’m so sorry. I will from now on, nobody will ever hurt you again, do you hear me? I promise.” He shook slightly, “I don’t know... God... I’ll force them to let you if that’s what you need.” He took one last look at the unconscious man to his side, “I can’t leave you alone with him though.” He turned to Jeremy, kissing him softly. “Close your eyes..”

Jeremy sucked in a breath and looked up into Tyler’s warm and worried eyes. He gasped and nodded, his tears streaking down his face. “Tyler.. Tyler…” He whimpered and reached his arms out to fist the material of Tyler’s shirt and press his face against his chest. “Scared. I’m so scared Ty. I’m terrified. I’m so fucking terrorised. I can’t… I can’t… What if something had happened to you?” His voice was muffled and again he was only concerned for Tyler’s safety. The most shocking thing was the fact he was admitting his fears to Tyler. If there was one thing he’d never done in all his years of friendship with Tyler it was admit he was afraid. He had done it once when they were younger but that was as far as it had gone. “Can you take me home? I don’t care who’s home… I just want…”

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Tyler laughed as he nipped at his neck; it was such an amazing feeling to be held by the person he adored most in the world. He looked up at him at the same time he leaned down, Tyler moaned, kissing him back with as much force and firmness. He nibbled on his lip as they kissed, the salt making his mouth and throat dry, he groaned loudly as his hands touched his skin. The fire erupting as soon as he did. He clung to him as he stumbled inside, never moving his lips, arching into his hands as much as he could. He pulled back to throw his shirt on the floor before he was hitting the bed and their lips were together again. He moved his neck, giving him more access. “I love you more. So fucking much Jeremy. I missed you. Missed you so much.” His hands grabbled at him, urging him to touch him. “I need you. Need..” He gasped and pulled their mouths together again, unable to resist.

Jeremy pretended to pout and almost forced tears out of his eyes to fool Tyler. “Fine.” He groaned and ran after Tyler. “Come back here you! Come back!” He chased him and pulled him against him from behind me, nipping at his neck. He leaned down pliantly and kissed him passionately, letting him know just how heated this week would get. He gasped at the cold water and pulled him down, kissing him, slipping his hands up his shirt and groping him, for lack of a better word. After several minutes he stood up, still groping Tyler and slipping his hands into the back of his jeans, and stumbled with him to the bungalow. He pulled at his clothes and fell back onto the bed with Tyler beneath him. “Fucking love you.” He groaned and started kissing down his neck.

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Helllllllo.

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Tyler smiled as he questioned him, “Hey... shhh... I don’t care about them.” I care about you. He almost purred as he stroked his cheek. It felt so good. He smiled so wide he thought he’d crack his face if he carried on, hearing the thud below him. He arched under his touch, his little touches setting his body on fire. “Hmmm..” He panted as he moved around him. Digging his nails in his arm as he bit into his neck, gasping as he looked down at him. He was ready now, to take it further, he whined loudly as he pulled him up. “What... no...” He pouted as he moved away, he pressed into his back, sliding his arm around his chest and closed his eyes. He rocked against his back, demanding attention. Moaning as the friction shot up his body. 

“Till I leave? For New York? What about finals? Don’t you need to study?” Jeremy absentmindedly began stroking his cheek, the excitement in him growing. Excitement wasn’t the correct term but he was too afraid to call it anything else. He simply started chuckling again as he spoke. His heart started racing when Tyler said forever. It started beating so hard he swore that Tyler could feel it. “Yes… Oh yessssss.” He smirked and started moaning extremely loud on purpose. He nibbled along his neck and bit his lip when he whispered. Midway, he stopped and put his arms around Tyler, pulling him up and half-dragging him to the kitchen. “Dinner time.” He smirked as he stroked his side and looked for something to cook.

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N'aw.

Tree Shopping

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Tyler was hurrying down the corridor, he wanted to get into class, away from the stares or just people... he wasn’t much of a social creature anymore. He thought he heard someone calling his name, but he carried on anyway, not wanting to stop in the middle of the hall. He jumped a little as he felt the tap, spinning to look at who it was. He narrowed his eyes and looked at him, “Uhm.. Gilbert?” He shook his head, smiling back, the kids smile was infectious he couldn’t help it. “I’m... yeah fine. Fine as I can be.” He cleared his throat, and stepped back a little, “Why are you... I mean... what’s up?” They used to be close after all, only polite to ask.

Jeremy marched onto the quad with an arrogant grin on his face. He was greeted by many people. His most recent conquest of Bonnie Bennett had obviously made it’s way around the campus. “Nice one man.” Someone patted him on the shoulder. “Cheers man.” He nodded back before coming face to face with her. “You’re a dick.” There were mascara tracks on her face but he could care less. “And you’re not a decent lay. What can I say? It’s how the world works.” He shrugged and flashed his more lopsided smirk at her. “Fuck you. I’m Elena’s best friend.” She whined and tried to him. “Woah there tiger.” He put his hand on her head and directed her away from him. “That would be Caroline, which is why I never tried to tap that.” With those final words he marched on and joined with his usual gaggle of companionable dicks.  

“Dude, Lockwood’s back in school.” One of them sneered. “Hey… Lay it off. His dad died not so long ago. Not cool man.” And he’s a werewolf. Then again he was one of the few who was privy to this information. He was there when Mason died. He heard from Caroline how he’d almost killed her when he found out she’d lied. He was so lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t realise Carter trying to get his attention. “Sorry man.” He rubbed his eyes, he’d still been losing sleep over the whole Elena situation.

“Bet. Get into Lockwood’s pants. If you do, I’ll let you slave me around for the rest of my life.”

“What? That’s not… Fuck man… You’re twisted.”

“All of us.” The rest of them butted in. “And we’ll each pay you 200 bucks.” 

There were about 10 of them. Jeremy shrugged.

“How far do you mean?”

“Like the full on gay experience man.” They snickered and Jeremy glared at them to shut them up.

“You are sick fucks.” He looked disgusted and shook his head.

They gave him an insistent look. “If you don’t… We’ll tell everyone about your embarrassing sketches of him.”

Jeremy almost killed him, a vein pulsed in his forehead. “Fine. Bunch of pricks.” He shook their hands in a vice like grip before strutting off.

“Lockwood.” He called, to no end. He sighed and ran after him. “Hey Tyler.” He tapped his arm and grinned his winning smile. “How you doing?”

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Tyler was still scared. Even now, even after weeks, even after his first transformation he was still terrified. He skulked around school, wincing as someone pushed into his sore arms. Sore from the breaking, the forming, everything hurt. But now was school time. Now was time for Tyler to be that guy. The one everyone at school hated, but he went with. He didn’t actually care, he had problems, so let them be damned.

Jeremy Gilbert. Sight for sore eyes. Tyler snorted and put his books in his locker, picking his bag up and walking away. Out of view as he took his pain medication. The thrill that took over almost made the pain bearable. He sighed, putting his head back as the pills took hold. Dirty little secret. He smirked and put his head down, letting the daze go away as he started to walk back into the hall.

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“Are you okay?” “What do you think?” “I’m sorry I ignored you, okay?” “This isn’t funny Tyler! How am I supposed to be with you when you can’t even acknowledge me in public?” “I need you to understand, Jeremy.” “Understand what?” “Understand that this is who I am! I’m not as strong as you, I don’t…I can’t have people knowing about us right now. Look, after everything we’ve been through, don’t turn your back on me now.” “Tyler, I…” “Oh… no I get it, fine.”

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Tyler felt like dying, finally Jeremy was responding to him, finally he was back. His love, his best friend, his everything. “I will always.. always... be there. Never again will I..Never.” He nudged their noses together, sniffling. “I love you.” He whispered before turning to see Matt. He didn’t want to leave Jeremy though. He stroked his side as he held him tighter, “Hey its okay. I’ll be back soon. Okay?” He kissed one last time before squeezing his hand and walking out, smiling a little at Matt as he did.

Outside all he could think of was Jeremy, it was useless, and there was no need to take a break or whatever it was. He just wanted to be by Jeremy; he threw the horrible coffee in the bin and walked back in, “Hey Matt its okay I...” He stopped dead as the scene in front of him unfolded, Matt what was he... in an instant Tyler had threw him at the wall. Almost growling at him. “What the fuck Matt!?!” He screamed and pulled him up, smashing him against the wall. He turned to look at Jeremy, dropping Matt hard onto the floor and rushing to Jeremy, “Jeremy? Jeremy.. Jeremy, wake up.” He bent over, pushing air into his lungs.

Jeremy gulped and nodded as tears started running down his face. His tears had never been so big in his life. Even when his family had all but left him all alone in the world. He kissed him back and clutched him tightly like he never had before. He had never been so afraid in his life. The worst part was he didn’t care if he died, he cared if he died leaving Tyler unprotected. “I know.” He murmured, holding onto him, pulling him close. “I know. I’m sorry. I didn’t… I don’t… If that ever happens and you don’t get there in time to save me you have to promise me you’ll keep away from…” Before he could finish his sentence Matt entered the room with a knock. An instinct flared up in him and he held Tyler to himself protectively, Matt wasn’t getting anywhere near him. Not on his watch.

“You can go have your break Tyler. Don’t worry. I just need to talk to Jeremy privately for a few minutes.” Jeremy started to panic but he couldn’t let Tyler know he’d just be in more danger. He gulped as he walked away. Walked to safety. Matt moved before he could and soon enough he was sitting on his chest, crushing the air out of him. His arms were pinned painfully beneath his knees. He gasped for air. “Stay… away… from… him…” He managed to get out before his head started to get dizzy. Matt’s hands were crushing his airway and he was crying again, crying for Tyler, afraid for him. Never for himself. Spots were starting to appear in his field of vision and he felt as though he was going to pass out again. He passed out just after he felt Matt get knocked off him and the air rush back to his lungs.

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Tyler gasped in mock shock, “Husband. How dirty of you. I love it.” He pulled him back as he stepped away, “Too far.” He pouted before smirking. “Oh I can? She’ll be best pleased.” He cackled and tried to run away, hitting the water, screaming with laughter as his hands encircled his waist, he turned in his arms and pulled his head down for a heated salty kiss. "Mine." He growled, before pushing him over and laughing again. "You really think you can get away with that?" He asked huskily, hovering over him. The water lapping around them.

“Whatever?” Jeremy rolled his eyes and shivered against him, his touch always creating that effect. “As if… You do many things with my ass but kicking it is not one of them.” He retorted cockily and held his husband close to him in response to his clinging. He huffed and moved closer to the dry sand before putting him down. He gasped as the cold water came in contact with his skin. “You… Fine, just go back to Virginia then. You can celebrate our anniversary with your mistress.” He smirked as he splashed Tyler.

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“Lovely. I like how you describe it as lovely.” Tyler’s heart thumped as he chuckled, it was a beautiful sound, one he hardly heard. “Alright then... how about I stay till you have to leave?” He whispered, gazing slightly as he trapped him, “Shhh..” He bucked into him slightly as he tightened his grip around him, the taste of Jeremy was something he hadn’t experienced before, salty, he memorised it, scared he’d never get it again. “Yes I’d eat you all up Gilbert... keep you with me forever.” He shook his head, “Jeremy... Jeremy... warning you. No. No.” Tyler screamed laughing as tickled him, as his hands wandered down, he bit his lip and groaned, moaning his name and throwing his head back. “You send me... send me crazy.” He whispered, “I love it.”

“It is. It’s lovely.” Jeremy grinned and chuckled softly at the feel of his face nuzzling him. The way Tyler was smiling, and at him in that way made his stomach feel all fluttery inside. His words just furthered that effect, Tyler Lockwood was making him giddy and he didn’t even mind. “You are.” He confirmed and giggled somewhat before he trapped Tyler between his arms. “But I do. What do you want to…” He cut himself off with a moan and closed his eyes, tightening his grip on Tyler. He started to laugh as Tyler bit him, he didn’t care that there would be a mark after that. “Would you really eat me?” He smirked and started innocently tickling Tyler but quickly enough it evolved into stroking of places which he knew would get a different reaction to giggles from Tyler.

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“Well not much point being a turn on when you’re asleep is there?” Jeremy smirked back at him, moaning into the kiss. He sighed and relaxed as Tyler stroked his hair. “Shh.” He buried his face against his chest and nodded. “I love you. You’re the only person I’ve ever want. You’re the only person I’ll ever want. Please don’t ever say that again. You deserve me and more every second of every day.” He pulled him close before standing and lifting Tyler with him. “Well I’ve carried you around for most of today. A wheelchair didn’t seem appropriate. A few more minutes won’t kill me.” And with that he ran into the sea holding Tyler close.

“I could have been turned on in my sleep?” He laughed, moving his hand to stroke his back, “I love you more, and stop. Really I know.” He laughed as he lifted him, “Jeremy. Put me down. Jeremy I swear. We might be married but I swear... I’ll kick your ass.” He laughed louder as they reached the water, clinging to Jeremy, “I’m going to kill you.” He grinned and kissed him, “Put me down.” He huffed as his feet hit the sand, “Good.” He pushed him and turned away, giggling, bending down and throwing water over him. “Payback for drugging me.”