A/N: Sometimes I think I spoil you guys…now, for some much needed fluff like material.
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Tyler watched as Jeremy jumped up, yanking on the sheet as he did and nearly sending Tyler spilling off the bed. He wrapped the sheet around him and stood impatiently.
"Let's go, let's go." Tyler draped the gown over his shoulders and Jeremy rearranged the sheet around it. Tyler swept him into his arms, making sure the sheet was covering his back where the gown gaped open. He pressed a kiss to Jeremy's temple as they left the room. Jeremy wrapped his arms around Tyler's neck and leaned into him.
"I'm gonna take him back to the room," he murmured when they reached the desk."
"Oh," Amelia let out, "what about the medicine?"
"I'll get through it," Jeremy said, speaking quickly.
"If we need anything, I'll be back."
"Alright," Amelia said, nodding. Tyler couldn't stop the smile that climbed on his face. They went straight to the elevator and then up to the room. As soon as the door shut Jeremy dropped from his arms. He pulled off the gown, inching the sheet down as he walked away. Tyler stared in amazement as the perfect skin was revealed bit by bit. Jeremy glanced back at him as he finally dropped the sheet, smiling devilishly. Tyler yanked his shirt off and tossed it down before unsnapping his jeans and following him. He pulled off his shoes and socks as he walked, finally slipping out of his jeans and boxers at the edge of the bed. Jeremy met him there and kissed him forcefully. He yanked Tyler backwards on top of him, continuing the kiss. Tyler was perfectly happy to lie on top of Jeremy and kiss him for a time but eventually it wasn't enough anymore.
He flipped Jeremy carefully, running his hands down the wide, smooth expanse of his back. He pressed a kiss to Jeremy's shoulder before pulling back to look at all of him again.
"Perfect," he breathed. He spent time on Jeremy's back. Running his hands over it, kissing it, memorizing the feel and taste of it, and he quietly worshipped the healed skin. Jeremy moaned loudly into the pillow and writhed beneath him.
"Tyler…please…" he panted.
"Shh, let me do this."
"It doesn't need to be kissed better," Jeremy moaned, "you already took care of that." Tyler ignored him and continued, running a fingertip down the dip of his spine before following the line with his tongue.
Jeremy arched up, moaning again. Tyler smiled in satisfaction as Jeremy fisted his hands in the pillow. "Can you please not make me beg?" he gasped, arching again.
"You have no idea how perfect you look right now. I can't even tell you…" Tyler drifted off, pressing another open mouthed kiss to Jeremy's back. He ran his fingers through Jeremy's hair to hold him still as he continued.
"Please," Jeremy mumbled feebly.
"Soon," Tyler said in response.
"You can stare at my back all you want when we're done," Jeremy finally let out in frustration. Tyler's hands stilled.
"That's actually a very good point," Tyler admitted, moving up and kissing Jeremy's neck. Jeremy shivered and rolled as Tyler released him, latching his lips to Tyler's chest. Tyler dipped his hips onto Jeremy's, biting his lip as Jeremy gasped.
"God, Ty, please."
"Just tell me how you want it," Tyler demanded softly, running his fingers over Jeremy's length teasingly.
"I need you inside me, now." Tyler nodded before leaning down to kiss him. He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and worked his fingers inside Jeremy. Jeremy's fingers dug into Tyler's shoulders as he cried out. "Ty, please, more," he begged.
"I know baby, I know." Jeremy reached between them with one hand, stroking up and down Tyler's cock. Tyler growled low in his throat.
"Come on," Jeremy demanded, tugging him forward.
"Make yourself useful while you're teasing me," Tyler grunted, flicking the lube to him. Jeremy smiled and bit his lip as he did.
Tyler slipped his fingers out and swatted Jeremy's hands away before pressing himself forward. Jeremy gasped, biting his lip in anticipation. Tyler kissed him before sinking all the way in. Tyler caught his breath and Jeremy mumbled something completely unintelligible. Tyler drew out slowly before filling him again, at the same pace. He knew he wanted it to last as long as possible. He'd missed it.
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Jeremy opened his eyes as Tyler continued the torturous pace. He tried to use his arms to pull Tyler down, but he wouldn't be moved.
"It isn't just about the sex this time Jer," he breathed, kissing his jaw lightly. Jeremy couldn't form a reply, not with Tyler filling him so perfectly. He was looking up into his eyes, working to breathe when it hit him. He was right. It wasn't about the sex. Jeremy caught his lower lip between his teeth to try and keep the thought at bay. It wouldn't stay out of his head. The way Tyler touched him so slowly, so carefully, as if he cherished him…it spoke of something more.
"Ty," Jeremy gasped again, not sure anymore what he was begging for. Tyler took Jeremy's hands in his, twining their fingers before dragging Jeremy's arms up over his head. The new position forced Jeremy higher, pushing him onto Tyler. He couldn't stop a moan from slipping out. Tyler shifted both Jeremy's hands to one of his and ran the other down Jeremy's cheek and onto his chest. He stroked back up, dropping another kiss on Jeremy's panting mouth before circling both his hands around Jeremy's wrists. He leaned his forehead against Jeremy's and closed his eyes as he tried to catch his breath.
Jeremy watched him, fascinated. Tyler's eyes opened slowly, meeting Jeremy's. He smiled slightly and thrust again. It was Jeremy's turn to close his eyes and exhale slowly. He opened his eyes again and kissed Tyler. He let the words run through him silently, testing them out. "This is amazing and all," he whispered, "but I'm about to lose my mind." Tyler nodded. He released Jeremy's wrists and stroked down his sides, letting them rest on his hips. Tyler stoked him only twice before he came, whimpering his release. Tyler didn't last much longer. He thrust a few more times before collapsing on top of Jeremy, groaning. Jeremy closed his eyes, breathing deeply as Tyler's body crushed his pleasantly. He finally let the words out into his mind.
I love you.
They rested for several moments before Tyler got up, pulling him into the shower. Jeremy went willingly and stood still as Tyler cleaned them both off. For the longest time Tyler just held him under the hot spray. Jeremy didn't want to think; half for fear that he would speak the words aloud. Tyler turned off the water eventually, stepping out and wrapping a towel around his hips before grabbing another towel, pulling Jeremy out and drying him slowly. He still touched him in the same way. Almost as if Jeremy was made of porcelain.
"I'm not going to break," Jeremy whispered. Tyler blushed slightly.
"I can't get over it. You look so perfectly amazing. So healthy," he smiled, "I never wanted to see you like that."
"I'm sorry you had to Ty."
"You never have to apologize for things that are out of your control Jeremy." Tyler kissed him softly. "Let's go to bed, I'm tired."
"You're just going to roll over and go to sleep? Typical man…" Jeremy muttered, rolling his eyes.
"Like you don't want a nap too," Tyler teased, wrapping his arm around Jeremy's waist and pulling him to the bed.
Jeremy slept better than he had in days. He was back in Tyler's arms and it wasn't drug induced. Better in every way. He sighed against the skin of Tyler's arms and shifted slightly. He didn't even care that he'd drifted out of sleep as easily as he drifted in. It didn't matter. He was trying not to think about the revelation he'd had earlier. After all it was in the middle of sexual bliss. How clear had his mind been? Tyler threw him mentally and physically. He couldn't trust his emotions right now. He loved how Tyler made him feel. He did not love Tyler. He could not love Tyler. It was just the way he made him feel…that he loved. The distinction didn't seem to mean much and Jeremy decided he needed more sleep. He couldn't be in love with Tyler Lockwood he thought as he drifted towards sleep. He couldn't be…could he?
When Jeremy woke in the morning the bed was empty. He sat up and Tyler smirked at his panic, wheeling in another cart of food.
"I'm right here," he said, leaning down and kissing him softly.
"Mm, good morning," Jeremy murmured.
"Morning. Hungry?"
"Of course. I've been burning a lot of energy lately."
"I would apologize, but we both know you loved it." Jeremy didn't bother to deny the statement. They ate the same way they'd been doing everything for the past day, slowly, enjoying each other's company. When they were done they lay in bed. Jeremy was okay with being bored. He didn't take it for granted anymore. Tyler lay behind him, still running his fingers over his back.
"You are a man obsessed," Jeremy said, looking at Tyler over his shoulder.
"There are worse things to be obsessed with," Tyler said, pressing a kiss to the base of his neck. He moved down half an inch, to where Jeremy's shoulder met his neck. Jeremy let his head fall back. It was quick this time, urgent. Somehow, Jeremy still felt the tenderness in Tyler's touch. He got out of bed after sharing one last kiss, crossing to get dressed just for the sake of getting dressed. He had boxers on and jeans halfway up before Tyler got out of bed as well. He pulled on boxers and crossed to Jeremy, massaging his shoulders slowly. His hands dropped down to Jeremy's hips before he could deny it. Tyler's fingertips slid under the band of Jeremy's boxers. Jeremy let out a gasp, eyes falling on a hole in the wall for the first time.
"What happened?"
"Hm?" Tyler asked, hands drifting further south.
"The wall," Jeremy said, with some difficulty.
"It's nothing." Tyler kissed Jeremy's back yet again. "I was angry."
"Oh," Jeremy let out before moaning. They both jerked as the door slammed open. Jeremy had the perfect view, his jaw dropping.
"It's worse than I thought," Damon announced, crossing his arms.
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A/N: Then I look at the end of this chapter and realize you guys spoil me. Please don't kill me, I'll have another chapter up soonish…(prolly around 1 PM tomorrow lol)