My moon my man
smut 18+
Dating Tyler Lockwood had never felt casual, not from the very beginning. People knew he could be intense, impulsive, sometimes impossible to read, but with you there was a softness he rarely let anyone see. The relationship wasn’t hidden , he’d hold your hand in the halls, at the grill & kiss your forehead when you were with friends, keep an arm around your waist like second nature but there was a line he refused to let anyone cross
What belonged to the two of you stayed between the two of you.
And honestly, you respected that.
Tyler had spent years letting people think his relationships meant nothing. Random hookups, temporary distractions, girls who only knew pieces of him. But with you, it was different in a way that almost scared him. You knew the ugly parts too …the anger, the snapping, the restless pacing when the full moon got closer, the way his jaw tightened when he was trying to control himself before he exploded.
You learned his warning signs before anyone else did.
Sometimes it was small. His voice getting shorter. His hands clenching. The way he’d suddenly go quiet because he was trying not to lash out. Other people thought he was just moody, but you knew better. You knew how hard he was fighting himself every day.
And somehow, you were one of the only people who could calm him down.
One night after a party at the Lockwood Mansion, Tyler was already irritated before you even left. A couple of guys had been making comments, asking invasive questions, teasing him about finally being “serious” with someone. He laughed it off at first, but you could feel the tension building beside you.
By the time you got into his room ,his grip on the door knob was almost painful.
“Why do they always gotta talk?” he muttered.
You glanced over at him carefully. “They’re just curious.”
“They don’t need to know everything.”
“I know.”
His jaw flexed. “I mean it, Y/N. I don’t like people talking about us like that.”
“And I said I know.”
That made him finally look at you.
Because you weren’t arguing. You weren’t offended. You understood.
You reached over slowly, resting your hand over his clenched fist on the door knob. “Tyler,” you said softly, “I would never disrespect you like that.”
His shoulders loosened just enough to notice.
“You trust me, right?”
The question sat heavy between you.
After a second, Tyler exhaled quietly and turned his hand over so his fingers intertwined with yours. “More than anybody.”
That was the thing about him , beneath all the anger and control issues and sharp edges, Tyler loved hard. Completely. Protectively. Sometimes too intensely. But never halfway.
He’d kiss you in public without hesitation, pull you into his lap around friends, look at you like you were the only person in the room. Yet the deeper parts of your relationship stayed sacred to him. Not because he was ashamed, but because he believed real love didn’t need an audience.
And you agreed.
Your friends learned quickly there were certain conversations you simply wouldn’t entertain. They’d joke, ask questions, fish for details, and you’d only smile and shake your head.
“Some things are private.”
That answer alone told them enough.
Because with Tyler, privacy wasn’t secrecy.
It was trust.
Caroline Forbes had a habit of pushing exactly the right buttons without even trying. Sometimes it came from a good place …..concern, curiosity, wanting to be included but other times she absolutely knew she was stirring the pot just to get a reaction.
And unfortunately for her, Tyler Lockwood was the worst person to test like that.
Ever since she found out the two of you had been dating longer than everyone thought, she’d been weirdly fixated on it. Not in a malicious way exactly, but in that Caroline way where she acted like she deserved every detail immediately.
“You seriously didn’t tell me for months?” she said one afternoon at the Mystic Grill, arms crossed dramatically. “I’m offended.”
You tried not to laugh as you stirred your drink. “Caroline, it wasn’t personal.”
“It absolutely was personal. I’m your friend.”
Tyler, sitting beside you in the booth, barely looked up from his phone. “Or maybe,” he said flatly, “we just didn’t wanna announce our business to the entire town.”
Caroline rolled her eyes immediately. “See? That attitude right there.”
“What attitude?”
“The whole mysterious, secretive thing you do.”
Tyler’s jaw tightened a little not enough for anyone else to notice, but enough for you to catch it instantly.
You lightly touched his knee under the table before the irritation could build further.
“It wasn’t a secret,” you explained calmly. “We just wanted it to be ours first.”
Caroline sighed dramatically. “Okay, but you know how suspicious it looked? You both disappearing at the same time constantly? Tyler acting all protective for no reason?”
“There was a reason,” Tyler muttered.
“And then suddenly you’re together and everybody already knew except me?”
Tyler finally looked at her directly, expression unreadable. “That’s because everybody else knew how to mind their business.”
“Tyler,” you warned softly.
He leaned back against the booth with a frustrated exhale, dragging a hand over his face. He wasn’t yelling, but you could tell he was already getting irritated by the conversation going in circles.
Caroline noticed too.
Which was exactly why she kept poking.
“Oh my God, relax,” she said. “I’m not asking for your deepest darkest secrets.”
“That’s kinda your thing though,” Tyler replied.
You kicked his foot lightly under the table.
“What?” he said defensively, glancing at you.
Caroline stared at him for a second before laughing in disbelief. “See? This is why people think you’re grumpy all the time.”
“Good.”
You couldn’t help smiling a little at that, and Tyler immediately noticed.
His expression softened the second he looked at you another thing everyone always noticed. Tyler could be on edge with the entire world, but with you there was always restraint. Always effort.
Caroline caught that too, her annoyance fading slightly.
“That’s actually disgusting,” she muttered, pointing between you both. “You guys are like… weirdly functional.”
Tyler smirked faintly. “Don’t sound so disappointed.”
“I’m not disappointed,” Caroline said quickly. “I just hate that you’re both impossible to get information out of.”
“That’s intentional,” you said.
And honestly, everybody knew it by now.
The more Caroline pushed for details, the more Tyler shut down. Not because he disliked her, but because he hated feeling like his relationship was becoming entertainment for everybody else. After everything he struggled with already like anger, control, the werewolf curse constantly sitting under his skin. your relationship was one of the only things in his life that felt stable and safe.
He protected that fiercely.
And you did too.
2 weeks later ;
Caroline was practically vibrating with excitement, legs tucked under her as she leaned forward. “Come onnn, don’t ruin it. Dare. Just pick dare.”
Bonnie let out a soft laugh from where she was sitting cross-legged beside you. “Caroline, stop pressuring her.”
Elena rolled her eyes but she was smiling too, clearly entertained despite herself. “Yeah, Caroline, relax. It’s just a game.”
Caroline gasped dramatically. “Relax? Elena, you’re the last person who should be telling me to relax when you’re always wired like a nervous wreck!”
All three of them turned back to you, waiting.
Caroline leaned closer, lowering her voice like she was about to reveal a state secret. “Y/n. Truth or dare. And don’t you dare say truth again.”
Bonnie nudged your shoulder gently. “It doesn’t have to be anything crazy. Caroline just has… issues.”
“Hey!” Caroline protested. “I’m fun.”
Elena tilted her head slightly, studying you with that calm, knowing look she always had when things were about to get interesting. “Just pick. I feel like whatever you choose, Caroline already has something planned anyway.”
Caroline’s grin widened instantly. “I absolutely do.”
A beat of silence.
All eyes on you.
The room felt suddenly smaller, like the air itself was waiting for your answer.
“Come on,” Caroline urged, practically bouncing. “Dare. Please. I promise it’s not that bad… probably.
Dare
Caroline smirked
“ call Tyler and tease him a bit and ask him what position does he want to have you in tonight “ I heard it’s a full moon tonight we might be hearing a lot of howling and moaningggg
Caroline said it like it was the most normal thing in the world, like she hadn’t just thrown a lit match into a very dry forest.
Bonnie immediately made a face. “Caroline no.”
Elena blinked slowly. “That’s… actually insane.”
But Caroline just shrugged, completely unbothered, arms folded. “What? She picked dare. A dare is a dare. That’s literally the rule.”
Your stomach tightened a little.
It wasn’t even the question itself that sat wrong, it was what came with it.
Tyler on the night before a full moon was already a whole situation. His moods were sharper, his patience thinner, like everything in him was stretched too tight. And more than that… he cared about respect. Privacy. Boundaries. If he found out you were joking about him like that with an audience?
It wouldn’t be funny to him.
You could already picture it: the silence on the phone. The way his jaw would clench. That look like he was trying not to turn something small into something dangerous.
Bonnie shifted closer to you, quieter now. “You don’t have to do it. Seriously.”
Elena nodded once. “Caroline can survive disappointment.”
Caroline gasped. “Excuse me?”
You let out a breath, glancing down at the phone sitting in your hand like it had suddenly become heavier.
“It’s not that I’m scared,” you said carefully, eyes flicking back up. “It’s just… Tyler wouldn’t like it. He’s already not in a good headspace tonight. Tomorrow’s the full moon. He’s on edge.”
For a moment, Caroline opened her mouth like she was going to argue again.
“Okay fine we don’t have to actually hear him say anything but how about you Tease tyler through text”
You nodded , your thumb hovered over the screen for half a second too long.
You typed it anyway.
Then immediately
Regret hit.
You watched the message send like it had a mind of its own, the little delivered status popping up like a warning sign you couldn’t undo.
The room shifted.
Caroline was the first to react.
“…Oh my God,” she breathed, eyes widening. “He’s gonna see it.”
Bonnie sat up straighter. “Y/n…”
Elena winced a little. “That might’ve been—”
Your phone rang.
The sound cut through the room instantly.
Tyler
Caroline pointed like it was a game show buzzer. “ANSWER IT. Answer it, answer it, answer it right now”
You stared at it, frozen.
“I can’t,” you said quickly, already shaking your head. “Not right now.”
Caroline didn’t even hesitate.
“Give me it.”
Before you could stop her, she grabbed the phone straight out of your hand and hit answer, putting it on speaker like she owned the situation.
“Caroline no please” you started, panicked.
Too late.
“Hello?” Caroline answered sweetly, way too sweetly, like she wasn’t holding a live grenade.
There was a pause on the other end.
A very noticeable, very heavy pause.
Then Tyler’s voice came through very low, controlled, and already sharp around the edges.
“…Where is she?”
Caroline didn’t miss a beat.
She leaned back on the bed like she was completely relaxed, flipping her hair over her shoulder while holding the phone on speaker.
“Y/n? Hmm…” she said casually, glancing at you with the tiniest smirk. “Where did she go?”
Your eyes widened instantly.
“Caroline “ you hissed under your breath, reaching for the phone, but Bonnie gently caught your wrist, shaking her head like don’t make it worse.
Caroline kept going.
“Elena, have you seen Y/n?”
Elena blinked, quickly catching on—but clearly not thrilled. “Uh… no?”
Caroline turned her head slightly like she was thinking hard. “Bonnie?”
Bonnie hesitated for half a second, then sighed. “ um I—no, I haven’t seen her either.”
On the other end of the line, Tyler was silent.
That kind of silence that already felt like tension building.
Caroline leaned in a little, voice turning almost sing-song. “Actually… I think she’s on her way to you right now. Yeah. She couldn’t stop talking about how excited she is for tonight.”
Your stomach dropped.
“Caroline, stop,” you whispered, mortified, trying again to grab the phone.
But she lifted a finger without even looking at you, still focused on the call.
Tyler finally spoke.
“…Excited,” he repeated slowly.
The word didn’t sound amused. Not even close.
Caroline smiled like she hadn’t just stepped directly into danger. “Yeah. Super excited. You know her.”
A beat.
Then Tyler’s voice dropped lower.
“…Put her on the phone.”
“ byeee Tyler “ and just like that she hung up.
Fifteen minutes dragged in a way that made the whole room feel tighter with every passing second.
No reply.
No call back.
Just that uneasy silence sitting on your phone like it was waiting for something to happen.
Caroline tried to act like she wasn’t stressed, but she kept shifting positions on the bed. Bonnie had gone quiet in that focused, “this is serious now” way. Elena sat still, watching your phone like it might explode.
Then…The sound downstairs.
The front door opening.
Voices drifting up the stairs.
“Yeah, they’re upstairs why, what’s up?” Jeremy called out, followed by a second set of footsteps already moving faster.
A pause.
Then Jeremy again, closer now. “Hello? Are you okay?”
The door at the top of the stairs opened.
Tyler stood there.
He didn’t look at anyone else in the room.
Didn’t acknowledge Bonnie. Didn’t acknowledge Elena. Didn’t even spare Caroline a glance.
His eyes locked straight on you.
“Let’s go, Y/n.”
His voice was calm but it wasn’t soft. It had that controlled edge that made it worse.
Like he wasn’t asking.
He was deciding.
Before you could even move, Caroline was up in an instant.
“No,” she said sharply, stepping right in front of him.
The air changed immediately.
Tyler finally looked at her.
Just a glance.
Cold. Unimpressed.
Caroline didn’t back down.
“She’s not leaving,” she added, chin lifted. “Not like this.”
Jeremy, standing slightly behind Tyler in the hallway, looked immediately stressed. “ woah okay this feels like a bad timing ”
Bonnie stood too now, quietly saying, “Caroline, stop.”
Elena got to her feet as well, but she didn’t speak instead just watched Tyler carefully, sensing how tense everything was getting.
Tyler’s jaw tightened.
Not angry-yelling.
Worse.
Controlled.
He finally spoke, still looking at Caroline like she was just an obstacle in his way.
“Move.”
Caroline didn’t budge. “No.”
A beat.
The room went completely still.
And for the first time, Tyler’s gaze flicked past her ,back to you.
“Y/n,” he said again, quieter this time. “I said. Let’s go.”
You stood there for a second too long.
Frozen.
Caroline in front of you like a wall. Tyler at the door like a storm that had already decided it was moving forward no matter what stood in its way.
Your hand tightened around nothing.
Your phone felt useless now.
If you didn’t move, he was going to.
And he did.
Tyler didn’t wait for another argument. His patience snapped but not in volume, but in action. In two quick steps he was right in front of you, scooping you up before you could even fully register it.
“Tyler !” you started, startled.
“Stop,” he said flatly, already turning.
Caroline scoffed behind him. “Wow. Guess she still can’t set her foot down.”
Bonnie’s voice cut in immediately, sharper than before. “Caroline, you really crossed the line tonight, Why would you do that?”
Caroline threw her hands up. “Oh my God, boo hoo. The night’s ruined, I get it. I’m over it.” She grabbed her bag. “I’m leaving.”
Elena didn’t move right away, eyes still on you as Tyler carried you out. “I… I’m going to call her later Make sure she’s okay .”
Bonnie let out a frustrated breath but didn’t follow Caroline immediately, shaking her head as she watched Tyler disappear down the hallway with you.
Outside.
Cool air hit your skin the moment he set you down.
The front door clicked shut behind you.
Silence.
Not the loud kind.
The heavy kind.
You sat there for a second, unsure if you should speak first or wait for him to.
Tyler didn’t look at you right away.
His jaw was tight. Hands flexing at his sides like he was holding something in not anger exactly, but something controlled and contained.
Finally, Tyler broke the silence—still not looking at you.
“You want to tell me what that was?”
You felt your stomach drop the second the words left your mouth.
“It was part of a game,” you said quietly.
Tyler stopped walking.
Not fully turning yet just pausing, like he needed a second to process before he said anything else.
When he finally spoke, his voice was lower.
Strained, but controlled.
“Y/n… I’m not a joke. I’m not part of a game.” He turned to you now, eyes locked. “Is that all I am to you?”
That hit harder than anything Caroline had said all night.
“No,” you said quickly, shaking your head. “That’s not what I meant.”
But he wasn’t done.
“Then why was our business being shared?” he asked, sharper now. “With Caroline of all people?”
Your brows pulled together. “But… you guys are friends.”
That made him exhale sharply, like he couldn’t believe you were missing the point.
“Yeah,” he said, voice tightening. “But I don’t go around telling my friends what I do behind closed doors with my girlfriend.”
That word—girlfriend—hung there.
He didn’t say it lightly.
But he also didn’t say it warmly.
It was serious. Grounded. Like he was drawing a line.
You looked down for a second, guilt creeping in fast.
“I didn’t think it would turn into that,” you admitted. “It was just supposed to be stupid truth or dare. I didn’t think she’d actually call you or say anything like that.”
Tyler’s jaw flexed.
“I get that,” he said after a beat. “But it doesn’t change what was said.”
Silence settled again between you.
This time, softer but heavier in a different way.
He finally looked away, running a hand over his mouth like he was trying to steady himself.
“I’m already on edge tonight,” he added quieter. “You know that.”
You did.
And that’s what made it worse.
Because now it wasn’t just about the game anymore.
It was about timing.
Trust.
And respect.
He looked back at you again, eyes less sharp now but still hurt underneath it.
“I need you to understand something,” he said. “I don’t care about a stupid game.”
A pause.
“I care that you let other people into something that was supposed to be between us.”
Tyler pulled up outside his house, the engine cutting off into silence.
For a moment, neither of you moved.
Then he let out a quiet breath and got out, opening your door like it was instinct now.
Before you could even fully react, he lifted you again without much effort, carrying you inside like the argument had already been set down behind you.
“Tyler—” you started, but your voice was softer this time.
He didn’t answer right away, just walked up the stairs and into his room, setting you down gently once you were inside.
The door clicked shut behind him.
The room felt quieter than outside had.
“I’m sorry,” you said quickly, looking up at him. “I just got carried away and pressured. I promise it won’t happen again.”
Tyler stood there for a second, watching you.
Then he exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck.
“No,” he said finally, stepping closer. “It won’t.”
His hands came up, hesitating at first… before one finally settled at your waist, grounding himself in the contact.
The kiss deepened not frantic, not reckless, but heavy with everything left unsaid between you. Fear, relief, frustration, and something softer underneath all of it that neither of you ever fully admitted out loud.
Tyler let out a shaky breath against your lips, forehead briefly pressing to yours when you broke just enough to breathe.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he muttered,
His body tensed against yours mid-moment, like something inside him had suddenly remembered what happened
He broke the kiss first.
Not fully stepping away… but enough to rest his forehead against yours again, breathing heavier now, jaw tight as he fought for control that was slipping in
“Call her,” he said, voice rough.
You blinked. “Call who?”
He stepped closer, urgency cutting through the strain in his tone. “You know who. Caroline.”
That made you pause ,Your stare sharpened as the realization hit like the whole situation was folding in on itself.
“If you’ve got something to say to Caroline, say it yourself. But don’t use me to do it.
Tyler’s jaw tightened, the muscle ticking as he stared at you for a long moment like he was trying to decide whether to escalate or walk away.
A pause stretched between you both. The tension wasn’t just anger anymore it was messy, inconsistent, like neither of you fully liked what the other was saying but neither wanted to back down either.
Then Tyler’s voice lowered slightly.
“ give me your phone “
Before you could pull your phone back, Tyler’s hand closed around it quick, decisive.
“Ty—give it back,” you started, but he was already tapping the screen.
The call went through.
One ring.
Then another.
“Hello?” Caroline’s voice came through immediately, clear and alert, like she’d been waiting for drama to find her.
Tyler held the phone slightly away, eyes still locked on you like he wanted you to feel every second of this. His grip tightened just a little before he spoke.
“Yeah, it’s me,” he said flatly.
There was a pause on the other end.
“Okay…” Caroline’s tone shifted instantly, cautious now. “Why are you calling me from y/n phone?”
He stepped in close and, before you could even react, he had you pinned back against the wall—not rough enough to hurt, but firm enough that there was no question you weren’t moving anywhere.
His hand stayed braced near you, the other still holding the phone at his side.
His eyes locked on yours, intense and unblinking.
“Don’t move “ he said quietly, voice low in warning—not loud, but controlled in a way that made it sharper.
Caroline’s voice still came faintly from the phone. “Hello? Tyler? What is going on?”
He didn’t look away from you , Tyler exhaled slowly through his nose, glancing at you and dropping a kiss to your neck , you melt into him and allow him to continue to bury his face into your neck leaving small kisses and flicking his tongue in circular motions, you can’t help but
let out a whimper.
“ talk “
The room felt smaller all of a sudden like the air had gotten heavier.
“Caro-aroline” you stutter, breath hitching
“Y/n what’s going on “
You felt vulnerable yet exposed but couldn’t help feel aroused the thrill of your friend hearing what’s going on or atleast getting the idea of you guys getting it on after all she was curious to know what happened behind closed doors between you two
He yanked his shirt off in one sharp motion, more frustration than anything else, like the fabric was suddenly suffocating. It hit the floor without care.
His chest rose and fell with a slow, uneven breath
Tyler wasted no time and rolled his hips against you, you couldn’t help but throw your head back , it felt so good and you were still wearing clothes but you can feel his cock hardened everytime he pressed against you
“ Tyler please “ you whimper
“Y/N hello I can’t hear you “
Caroline’s voice crackled through the phone again, sharper this time.
“Y/n, I can’t hear you—what’s going on over there?”
Tyler glanced at the phone, then back at you, his expression unreadable but still tense. He brought it slightly closer to his mouth instead of yours.
“Sure you can, end the call or stay I don’t mind “ he smirked
“ you wanna hear us don’t you “ he said flatly.
A pause.
Tyler turns you over, holding your waist and pressing himself on to you ,You feel the cold wall against your cheek but that’s not the only thing you feel you feel a sting on your bottom as Tyler smacks your ass and tells you to arch your back for him , you grind up against him and can feel his cock pressing up on you.
You do as he says and he removes your jeans and panties down to your knees and your top and bra , as he comes back up he places soft gentle kisses on your ass and flicks his tongue against your entrance in circular motions , sucking your sweet spot and leaving sloppy wet kisses on your clit, sending shivers down your spine. “ you taste so fucking good” he groans
Throwing your head back and rolling your eyes , you feel yourself getting flustered, he’s leaving you speech less and the only sounds coming out of you are whimpers.
His fingers slipped straight to your entrance, stroking you & bringing you to climax as he picks up the pace faster and faster
Oh Ty-“ you let go and find Tyler licking your cum off his fingers
The room filled with moans and his scent
“ Fu- fuck Baby please “ you cry
“ please what “ he growls
“ go ahead and tell her who makes you cum so much“
And now I want you to hear how good I fuck her “
Tyler slides inside of you
You Both gasp , he starts off slow , thrusting into with so much passion, He pulls out and continues to stroke himself. He grunts “ tell her how good I make you feel “
“ ty I need it, I want it”
“ look at you so desperate for me” he murmurs
“ please you feel so good” you whimper
He picks you up and sets you on his bed , before entering your entrance he’s leaving small kisses on your body and nibbling your nipples , leaving love bites on them.
“ you are so precious”
“ so fucking beautiful “
“Tyler please just fuck me already” you groan
“ do you hear that Caroline, do you hear how she begging me to ruin her” he smirks
Tyler quickly grabbed your neck and kissed your cheek and nibbling your ear
You close your eyes and wait with anticipation as he teases your entrance,
“Baby please” you groan
You roll your eyes back the moment he slides in, his thrust becoming more intense and harder
“ who makes you feel this good “ he murmurs against your ear
“ oh baby you do only you “ you shout
The pace was fast and rough but he was gentle at the same time making sure he wasn’t hurting you.
“Oh yesss, fuck that feels so good” you whimper
“ I’m close “ clenching around him, his strokes became slower and you felt him twitching inside of you
“Fuck so tight and perfect he groans ,
he lets go and tumbles over and kisses your forehead.
Your eyes slowly drifted toward the phone abandoned beside you on the bed, the screen now dark.
Call ended.
The realization hit you all at once.
“Oh my God,” you whispered, immediately covering your face with both hands as heat rushed to your cheeks. “Tyler— she was still THERE.”
A stunned laugh escaped you out of pure embarrassment while you practically melted into the pillows. Your face felt unbearably hot knowing Caroline had heard far more than intended.
Tyler let out a low laugh, still slightly breathless, before pulling you closer against his chest. His arm wrapped around your waist possessively as he glanced at your flushed face with a smug grin.
“she definitely got the message,” said Tyler Lockwood, clearly far too satisfied with himself.
You buried your face into his shoulder, half embarrassed, half trying not to laugh. “You’re actually insane for that.”
“Mhm,” he hummed without remorse. “But was Caroline gonna keep acting like she’s entitled to every detail of our relationship? Absolutely not.”
