Jeremy slips quietly into his room and closes the door, head dropping back with a thud. Cursing himself and TylerfuckingLockwood, he drags his clothes off and crawls into bed. What the hell was I thinking?Dragging his hands through his hair, he fists them tightly, eyes squeezing shut.

Tyler stalks towards him angrily

Eyes opening wide Jeremy gasps, arousal singing through his body. "Oh no no no" He whispers, eyes slipping closed.

"What are you doing out here?" Tyler demands.

Let it eat at him for a change. Jeremy smirks. "Wouldn't you like to know." He tilts his head, eyebrow inching up as he waits for Tyler to hit him with a come back...or just to hit him. Something other than stare at him. Smirk slowly slipping away Jeremy sighs.

"I'm too damn tired to fight tonight, Tyler." Jeremy says, stepping around him only to be cut off. "Hey!" What the hell is his problem? He wonders as Tyler backs him up against a tree, hands on the tree at both side of his waist. Jeremy's breath catches in his throat when Tyler leans in, breathing him in. Jeremy doesn't move, stay put vibes coming off Tyler in waves.

Tyler finally backs up enough to look him in the eye and smirks. Fucking smirks. Before leaning in and nipping his bottom lip.

"What ever game you're playing? I'm not interested" He says, unfreezing enough to reach out and push him away, swallowing hard when Tyler doesn't even budge. God he's strong. When did he get so strong?

"Liar" Tyler whispers, leaning back in and pausing. Waiting.

Jeremy can feel Tylers breath on his lips, see the dare in his eyes. He makes a strangled gasp and closes the distance even as he calls himself a fool. Tyler takes control of the kiss instantly, left hand tangling in his hair, right hand gripping his hip to keep him where he wants him. Jeremy tells himself he'll stop this any second now. Denies loving the feel of Tylers hands holding him still, Tylers mouth dominating his. Any second now. He thinks. But then Tyler groans into the kiss, shifting forward that last inch to rub against him, and Jeremy's moaning and offering up his neck before he can stop himself. Feels so good. He thinks as Tyler kisses and nips his way down his neck.

"Touch me" Tyler demands.

Jeremy obeys instantly, eager to get his hands on his bare skin. Biting his lip he slides his hands over Tylers rock hard abs, up his chest, reaching around to pull him closer. Pleasure singing through him at Tylers hum of approval. Breath gasping out as Tylers teeth tug at his ear.

Shouldn't be doing this. Such a jerk. Oh God, bite harder. Vicki! I should be with- Back to the neck. Go back. Tyler drags him back into a kiss. Close enough. He thinks, sucking on Tylers bottom lip before jerking away when Tyler reaches for his pants.

"Whoa. Wait.." Jeremy gasps out trying again to push Tyler back. Gasping when Tyler spins him around and pushes him against the tree, hands pinned above his head. "Tyler, what the hell?" He yelps, trying to pull his hands free.

"Shhh" Tyler presses against him full bodied, resting his lips on his neck and breathing him in, making a shiver race up his spine.

"Jesus do you ever take no for an" Jeremy yelps in surprise when Tyler gives his neck a sharp nip.

"Scared Gilbert?" Tyler taunts, rocking his hips.

"I'm not afraid of you Tyler" Jeremy growls back.

"Oh God." Jeremy whispers, sliding his hand down his stomach to fist his cock, fucking slowly into his fist. Head tipping back he whimpers, rolling his head to the side. Wanting. Needing. Tylers mouth back on his neck.

"No?" Tyler asks, yanking his pants open.

Jeremy curses, arching up to meet his hands, cursing more when he hears Tylers laugh. He cant hold back the moan when Tyler fists his cock, giving it a long, slow pump. Tyler leans his head against his shoulder and slides his hand up and down, giving a little twist on every up stroke, gathering pre-come. Tyler curses and pulls away. No no no. You cant stop!

Tylers zipper is loud in the silence making Jeremys heart skip, nerves hitting hard as reality set's in. "Shit..Damn it Tyler" Jeremy tries to jerk his hands down, to turn back around, only to arch back into a moan at the first glide of slick finger. "Shit, Ty, Cant" Tyler slips another finger in. To soon. Jeremy thinks just as Tyler changes angles and pleasure shoots through him, curses falling from his lips like praise.

Tyler tilts his head and laughs softly in his ear. "Like that?" He taunts

"Shut up" Jeremy moans, rocking back on his fingers.

Pulling back Tyler spits on his fingers before giving him three, slowly working him open, drawing gasps and moans from him. He doesn't have long to enjoy it before Tylers pulling away, spitting into his palm. Jeremy knows whats coming, feels a surge of fear mixing with the need as Tyler shoves both their pants down as far as they can go. Jeremy bites down on his lip when Tyler knees his legs open, rubs his cock over his hole. Big. Oh God. Jeremy trembles with nerves and need. Eyes closed tight as he waits.

"Say it Jere, I need you to say it" Tyler whispers in his ear.

Oh you bastard. Jeremy whimpers letting his head drop against the tree. Gonna make me say it. Make me... "Do it" He whispers back.

Jeremy arches back, whole body stretching up to his toes as Tyler fills him, stretching him open.

"Jeremy" Tyler asks, voice rough with need and restraint.

"Damn it, Tyler. I'm not a girl. Fuck me!" He demands.

"Mmm Fuck me" Jeremy moans, spit-slick finger sliding into his still slick hole, fucking into his tight fist.

Huffing a laugh Tyler takes him at his word, pulling back and slamming home. Gripping his hip tight he fucks into him hard and fast, hips angling just right drawing a startled shout from him. Tyler holds him tighter driving him relentlessly towards orgasm. Jeremy moans, half loss, half pleasure when Tyler finally releases his hands. Bracing both hands against the tree he fucks back to meet him. Tylers groans urging him on, gasps and moans spilling from his lips.

"Ty..Tyler..Fuck Ty" Jeremy moans out, rocking back harder and dropping his head back.

"Come on, Jere" Tyler mouths against his neck, sucking and biting, up and down the side. "Mine" He says into his shoulder, hips thrusting harder at the words.

Jeremy bites his lip and shakes his head, denying the thrill that zings through him at the claim. He gasps, pleasure spiking when Tyler growls, hands tightening on his hips. He knows there will be bruises later. Tylers fingers marking him for days.

"Mine." Tyler insists, Fucking into him harder, teeth biting down on his neck.

"Yours" Jeremy gasps out. Face burried in his pillow to muffle his scream as he comes apart.

Jeremy nudges him back, reaching out shakily to pull up his clothes. What have we done? What does it mean? What about Vicki? He can see Tyler starting to panic from the corner of his eye, swallowing hard and looking up at him and he panics. Shut him up!

"Jeremy"

"Don't" Jeremy cuts him off. Don't let him talk. Don't let him tell you that it was nothing. That it was something. God don't let him talk. "I just want to go to bed." He says stepping away.

He doesn't know what to do when Tyler drags him back. He has an insane urge to throw him to the ground and cover his mouth so he cant say anything. Only Tyler doesn't seem to know what to say either, eyes jumping from mark to mark, hand gripping his wrist tight. More bruises. His mind whispers. He thinks he hurt me. He realizes, panic easing away. Eyes softening he leans down and kisses him, slow and tender. Ignoring the whisper at the back of his mind saying this will make it that much harder later.

"I cant regret it." Tyler whispers into the kiss.

"Neither can I" Jeremy admits, "I need time to think about this"

Tyler nods, reluctantly letting him go. Jeremy has to fight not to look back as he walks away.

Damn you, Tyler. Jeremy thinks as he falls asleep.