saw ur tyler galpin post asking for requests so here i come😋 !my request will be a spoiler for season 2 part 1, just a heads up!
can u do a smut of him where he finds reader after escaping willow hill and fulfills his needs after not seeing her for months? reader just allows him and they go on for the entire night ;)
wednesday was late.
she said she'd be back before bedtime but it was pass midnight and you still haven't heard about her. enid wasn't here either. she'd gone off with bruno since wednesday insisted she stay out of the way. this meant your shared dorm with them in ophelia hall was emptier than usual, leaving you alone with your thoughts, something you'd been trying not to do since tyler got into willow hill.
you lay back on your bed, staring at the ceiling, your mind betraying you with memories you'd worked so hard to bury.
even now, knowing he was locked away, there was still pieces of him of lingering around you. the plushies he won for you at the fair sat on your shelf, photos of him that you couldn't bring yourself to throw away were at the bottom of your bedside table drawer, a couple of his shirts still in your closet.
you pushed yourself up after hearing the loud noise that came from outside your window. wednesday specifically told you to not try and be a hero, to run if something happened so you reached for the doorknob when someone pushed through the stained glass window. whoever it was, they knew how to get in.
your breath caught in your throat.
—tyler?
his name slipped out before you could stop it.
he stepped forward, feet dragging across the floor of your room. his hair was longer than the last time you saw him, though the soft caramel curls remained, damply sticking to his forehead. he was shirtless, only wearing the willow hill pajama pants hanging low on his hips. the scars across his chest gleamed with sweat. he must have run the whole way here, through the forest, right up to your window.
and your heart was beating so hard you could hear it in your ears.
—what are you doing here?
you walked to him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him to you in a tight hug. one of tyler's arms went around your hip, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath against your skin.
—couldn't stay away from you any longer, —he grunted.
tyler inhaled, sniffing your scent with something primal and animal. his grip on your hip tightened and you felt his chest rise and fall against you, deep and uneven, just like he did before he turned into the hyde. your pulled away and looked at his eyes, your hands cupping his cheeks. his eyes were bloodshot red, it was like he was trying to go back to the crook of your neck but you held him still, your thumbs brushing his cheekbones.
—i ran because of you.
his hand slid up your back, pressing you closer until his head rested against the curve of your neck. you gulped, as much as you'd missed him too, you knew he hadn't gotten any better. you saw it in his eyes and you felt it in the heat radiating off his body. tyler hadn't come to nevermore as the boy you once loved, he had come as the hyde.
—you shouldn't be here, tyler.
his fingers curled tighter into your spine, almost painful.
—all i could think about was you. you're the only thing that keeps me sane.
one of his hands climbed to the base of your neck, long fingers spreading wide as his lips found yours. the kiss was nothing like the ones you remembered. it was rough, a mix of desperation and hunger. your hands trembled against his chest, not because you were scared, certainly not because you didn't want it, but because you almost let yourself sink into it when you knew you shouldn't.
—ty...
he shouldn't be anywhere near nevermore. he was supposed to be locked away, far from you, far from this. his thumb brushed over your pulse, feeling it race beneath your skin.
—tyler, —you said, firmer this time. —you can't be here.
—don't do that, don't push me away, —his mouth crashed back onto yours before you could answer and you felt yourself slipping and getting lost in the kiss more and more, —i came back for you. i escaped for you. only for you.
your chest ached. you'd wanted him back for so long. only for you. every step he took, every breath he fought for outside willow hill had been to come back here to you. his hands moved to your pajama shorts, fingers curling into the fabric, letting them fall to your ankles.
—have you not missed me?
you took a few step backwards until the back of your knees hit the bed and you let yourself fall onto the mattress. tyler followed you, his warm body between your legs caging yours against the sheets. your fingers tangled in the curls at the back of his head, pushing him into another kiss.
—you have no idea what it's been like without you, —you confessed. your thighs squeezed him.
tyler growled low in his throat, the primal sound vibrating against your lips. this is what he'd been wanting to hear all along. you pulled down his willow hill pajama pants, feeling him already hard as a rock against the inside of your thigh. he didn't even took the time to slide down your panties, he just moved them aside and pushed his cock inside you without previous warning.
you gasped against his mouth, fingers digging into his shoulders. his hips pressed closer, wanting to go as deep as he could. one of tyler's hands went to held your hips in place as he started to fuck into you at a desperate pace.
and he went for what felt like the entire night.
he flipped you over on your stomach, helped you to climb on top of him, shifted you onto your side, one of your legs over his body to have better access... and each time his pace didn't change. it was raw, animalistic, fast. you felt his cum filling you every time, running down your thighs, dripping out of you when tyler pushed himself inside you again. his sounds were deep in contrast to your breathless gasps and high pitched moans. the rhythm was chaotic. he marked you. bit your neck, sunk his hyde claws along your hips, sucked on the skin of your boobs...
your body felt numb by the time tyler was done with you. you'd come so many times you even lost the count but you felt weak, too tired to even clean yourself when he fell by your side on the bed.
tyler turned to face you and rested his forehead against yours. neither of you spoke for a long moment, letting your shared breathing fill the silence.
—i'm not letting them take me away from you. not again, —tyler murmured.
you know it wasn't right, you knew what he did, why he was kept at willow hill, but you couldn't help but surrender to him every time, to the boy you once loved and maybe never stopped loving.
