Author's Note: The inspiration has been slim pickings lately…so sorry for that. Here's another one-shot, Jeremy and Tyler fluff…it's a song fic, this one isn't very graphic, the only warning would be cussing…yeah that's it…the graphic details I left up to the imagination. The next one will be graphic…promise. Let me know what you think!

Song: Dirty Little Secret

Artist: The All American Rejects

Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries, don't own the characters, don't own the song used as inspiration. I own nothing!

Enjoy!


Dirty Little Secret

Let me know that I've done wrong
When I've known this all along
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you

Jeremy Gilbert's love life was filled with steamy kisses in the locker room, wet bodies grinding and sliding against one another in the showers before football practice, blowjobs in the back seat of a black mustang, sex in the woods up against a tree as the bark dug into his skin while sharp teeth scraped along his neck making him moan his pleasure to the heavens. His dreams consisted of more stolen kisses, skinny dipping in the lake, dirty texts, sly touches under lunch tables, midnight meetings at his favorite clearing in the woods, and hard-fast-sweaty sex on the football field, in the art room, behind the bleachers, against the wall of his bedroom, anywhere, everywhere, and all…the…time. All the hot goodness that made up his love life was just that hot and good…great…fantastic, there were no feelings allowed—it was also a secret.

He hasn't told a soul, because his secret lover is Tyler -notorious womanizer, heir to the mayor's manor, playboy, football star, straight as an arrow-Lockwood, and Tyler doesn't want anyone to know.

Jeremy's tired though, being someone's dirty little secret is exhausting, and he's at his breaking point. It probably doesn't help that he's fallen head over heels for a guy who sees him as nothing more than a fuck buddy. But there it is—he's in love with Tyler Lockwood—and he can't take being his closet boyfriend anymore…if boyfriend is even the right term…after all feelings aren't allowed.

Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know

Jeremy trudged through town on his way to his lover's house; it was Saturday afternoon…which naturally meant fucking at Tyler's. This was becoming a daily occurrence for them-wherever they could get it, they would take it. So if it's a random Saturday and Tyler has nothing to do and is horny as hell, he calls up Jeremy telling him to 'get his tight ass over here,' his seductive tone and devilish laugh clear even over the phone, and like the whipped pansy he is…Jeremy goes running…every time.

On the way to Tyler's he makes a decision, he's not doing this anymore, it can't be healthy letting the guy you have deep burning beyond sex feelings for, fuck you whenever he wants just so you can be close to him, and convince yourself that in these moments its more than sex-or at least in your head it can be. Like he was saying…it can't be healthy.

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret

Jeremy got to Tyler's house and didn't see any cars in the driveway, which just proved what he already knew…no one was home, Tyler wouldn't have him over if someone was home…that would be far too risky. He opened the front door that was conveniently unlocked, and went inside the Lockwood's stately mansion. Jeremy knew where Tyler would be…in his room where he always was when Jeremy came over, ready to do the deed, then kick him out…per-usual.

"Tyler," Jeremy called, just to be spiteful. He needed to take advantage of the fact that he really wasn't in the mood to get laid, which would probably never happen again considering the guy he was with was a mix between a male model, a melt-your-mind erotic exotic dancer, and a modern day Adonis. He had to stay strong and show Tyler that he wasn't going to put up with this secret lover shit anymore...and just like that it was gone.

Tyler stood at the top of the stairs in a pair of black sweatpants-Jeremy's favorite...black made Tyler look like a walking sin- they hung perfectly low on his hips, that stunning V of his body teasing Jeremy as it dipped to hide beneath that pesky fabric, 'God he's gorgeous' his mind and hormones cried out. With his chest bare and glistening like he'd just stepped out of the shower, his hair was slightly messy, his muscles were all wet and delicious looking, he just wanted to lick them—he looked like sex on legs, and Jeremy was drooling, 'Dammit Tyler, it's like you knew I was trying not to want you because there you go making me want you so bad it hurts, oh wait, that's just my dick, coming to life at the mere sight of you because you look so damn good it's sinful.'

Who has to know
When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you

"What took you so long," Tyler purred, as he slinked slowly down the steps, eyes devouring Jeremy, undressing him with his piercing stare. "Uh…I walked…I-I, thought I could u-use the fresh air." Jeremy stuttered lamely, losing all hope for coherent thought the longer Tyler looked at him like that.

Tyler stopped half-way down the stairs, leaning against the railing, Jeremy gulped harshly when Tyler began running a hand down his slick chest, biting his lip slightly as he continued to eye the other up and down. "See something you like…" Tyler breathed cockily, his signature smirk playing across his lips as he sensed Jeremy's arousal with his werewolf senses.

Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know

Jeremy began making his way up the stairs, trying to even out his erratic heartbeat, thinking that maybe if he was lucky he could make it past Tyler without the other getting a hold of him-but as luck would have it…it wasn't Jeremy's day. "Where you goin' babe," Tyler's smile grew, as he closed in on Jeremy, walking back until the other was pressed up against the wall. "N-nowhere," Jeremy chocked out, breath not coming so easily when Tyler was this close, his hot breath ghosting over his face, and tickling his neck. He could feel Tyler's arousal through his pants as he was sure Tyler could feel his judging by the low chuckle Tyler gave when he was pressed fully up against Jeremy.

Jeremy's eyes were wide and nervous as he tried to plan out what to do, how he could get out of this, if that was even an option at this point. Tyler must've seen Jeremy's eyes get bigger and mistaken for arousal, because when he licked up Jeremy's jaw, he definitely wasn't expecting Jeremy to protest.

"No…stop," Jeremy pleaded with the other who just chuckled against Jeremy's jaw, working his way over to suck behind his ear. "Tyler, please stop," Jeremy whined, hands clutching at Tyler's bare shoulders trying to push the other away. "Aww, baby don't be like that," Tyler whispered huskily in Jeremy's ear before taking the lobe in between his teeth and tugging on it. "Tyler, I said stop!" Jeremy yelled shoving Tyler roughly, causing the other to stumble back, a look of shock and hurt coloring his face-Tyler Lockwood rarely got turned down, if ever. Jeremy was struggling to breathe, drawing in several ragged labored breaths, not believing what he just stopped, dragging his hands violently threw his hair before bringing them down to cover his embarrassed face.

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret

"The fuck Jere," Tyler yelled back, completely taken aback by what just happened…did Jeremy not want this, not want him anymore. "S-sorry, I'm sorry, I just…I just can't…I can't!" Jeremy muttered, his tone wavering with the emotion he was hoping wouldn't come.

"What do you mean you can't… why the fuck did you come over if you were just going to shoot me down!" Tyler's blood was boiling, as he was on the verge of livid, what the fuck was Jeremy playing at.

"That's not what I meant." Jeremy whispered turning his gaze to the floor, disgusted with himself for what he was about to do. "Then what did you mean, please Gilbert enlighten me." Tyler spat, his anger evident in his voice, as he crossed his muscled arms over his chest. Jeremy winced at the use of the old nickname, they were so past that now, but he supposed he deserved it, and probably worse…it would be so much worse after he was done. Jeremy took a deep breath, collected his wild thoughts, and began the conversation that would end the first truly happy thing he'd had in his life since his parents had passed away. "I can't do this anymore Tyler." He said gesturing between them like that was all he needed to say. "What do you mean this, there is no this, its sex Jeremy remember, no strings attached that's what we decided." Tyler stated, calming down slightly, but still on edge by the fact that Jeremy didn't want to do this anymore.

"It's more than that to me."

Who has to know
The way she feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping thoughts won't lie (won't lie)
And all I've tried to hide
It's eating me apart
Trace this life out

"What," he wondered honestly, what was Jeremy trying to say that he…oh God.

"It's more than sex to me Tyler; it has been for a long time. There may be no strings attached for you but for me…it's different, it's so different. Everything I do lately revolves solely around you, I don't do things with Elena or my friends because I want to be available if you call. I don't sleep at night without my dreams being filled with you. I can't think of anyone else, I don't want anyone else…I'm pathetic and ridiculous, and stupid for agreeing to this because I knew what I was in for. I didn't care though, because it meant that I could finally be close to you, finally have you at least for a little while, and I was able to fool myself into thinking that when we were together you wanted me just a desperately as I wanted you. And I can't keep doing this sneaking around in secret thing anymore…because that's exactly what it is—a secret and it's killing me. I'm your dirty little secret Tyler…for a while that was okay with me… I was fine with it, but I'm in over my head now, I'm drowning in my feelings for you and…and I can't take that this is only, 'meet at 9, I'm in the mood for some ass, don't wear any underwear, gonna fuck you so hard,' to you. That kills me Tyler, and I can't keep doing this…seeing you with girls knowing that you fuck them and then the next day you fuck me…I feel dirty and slutty and…and…I'm done, Tyler I'm done."

"We agreed no feelings," Tyler said quietly, eyes cautious and searching Jeremy's beautiful brown ones as he watched a war rage on in their depths. "Jesus, Tyler, I'm sorry…is that what you want an apology. I'm sorry that after months of hooking up I developed feelings for you." Jeremy yelled frantically, his fears coming true, the situation playing out exactly as he knew it would. "I'm not gay." Tyler responded just as loud, his plan was to have sex with the kid and now they're arguing over the terms of their fucking-with-no-feelings- arrangement. "Oh…you're not, really, okay so straight people like yourself always fuck guys up the ass…is that it." Jeremy replied bitterly, the fire building inside him.

"Shut up," Tyler spat back, "just shut up Jeremy, you don't know anything."

"You're right I don't know anything, and I'm idiot…I know." Jeremy said dejectedly as his eyes betrayed how wounded he was by all of this. "Jeremy," Tyler breathed softening considerably at Jeremy's hurt expression, "I can't tell you I feel the same way…"

"I know…"Jeremy whispered, fears continuing to come to life, "So if that's what you're waiting for you might as well just go," Tyler's tone was just as hurt, but Jeremy didn't catch it, he was already heading down the stairs and to the door, a shocked Tyler staring at the wall where Jeremy stood moments before…did he actually just walk away?

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)

"Wait! Jere…wait what the hell—where are you going?" Tyler yelled after his fleeing lover, he chased him down the stairs beating him to the front door-thanks to the werewolf speed-and stood in Jeremy's way just as the other went for the handle.

"You told me to leave." Jeremy stated flatly, big brown eyes swimming with emotion, they screamed to Tyler just how bad Jeremy didn't want to go, begged him to ask Jeremy to stay.

"Yeah…but I didn't think you actually would." Tyler said back, shaking his head in frustration-Jeremy was always pushing his buttons, and for the life of him, Tyler couldn't figure the other out.

"Tyler…I told you I'm not doing this anymore…I can't, it's driving me insane. I hate that I'm all into something that you don't really care about…I can't take being your dirty little secret anymore…its fine if you don't want this, but please just tell me so I can stop kidding myself, and I can at least make an attempt to move on with my pitiful excuse of a life."

"You think…I don't want this?"

"Well…yeah, yeah I do…I mean if you did, you wouldn't be all over any girl you saw, you wouldn't be ashamed of me, and you wouldn't be making me feel like the feelings I have for you are wrong. You make me feel like I should be guilty when it comes to my emotions, like I'm not supposed to be feeling this way, like I'm not allowed to love you." Jeremy's voice rose as he continued, by the time he finished he was in Tyler's face yelling out his feelings. Stunned into silence by what he had just admitted, Jeremy took a step back, brows furrowing, hoping against hope that Tyler decided to stop listening mid-way through…which of course he hadn't.

"Lo…love. You love m-me…" Tyler stuttered out, shock painting his handsome features. 'Jeremy loves me…he loves me…'

"What? Oh uhm…I didn't…did I…? Yeah…Tyler… I love you. And I know it's stupid because we only hook-up and that's all it is-fucking…but I can't help the way I feel, it just happened, so…sorry…"

I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Dirty little secret

"Don't be sorry, I'm…I'm actually glad you said it…gives me something to work towards, right…" Tyler said soothingly bringing his hands up to rub Jeremy's arms. "I want this Jeremy, I do, I can't say it back …not yet, I'll work on it though…promise," he finished by nudging his nose against the other's, yes they fucked, but Tyler had always been slightly more tender with Jeremy than with his previous hook-ups and they had definitely lasted longer than any other sexcapade he'd had…that had to count for something…right?

"I know, and you don't have to, just knowing that you want this too, and you're working on it…that's enough." Jeremy breathed against Tyler's face, smiling when the other leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his lips.

"Can you promise me one more thing," Jeremy asked gently when he pulled back from the kiss, looking deeply into Tyler's dark eyes. "Anything," Tyler responded smiling slightly up at the boy he almost let walk away.

"I'm the only one you want; I'm fine with it being a secret…as long as there's no-one else" Jeremy laid the offer on the table, praying that Tyler excepted, he wasn't sure he'd be able to walk away now.

"You drive a hard bargain Jeremy Gilbert," Tyler chuckled against Jeremy's lips, "you're the only one I want Jere, promise…as long as you don't mind being my dirty little secret again," the teasing tone that came with Tyler back and heavy in his voice. "Well…as long as it's only me…I don't mind at all," Jeremy teased back, more than pleased with their new arrangement.

Who has to know
Who has to know