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season 1!virgin!tyler galpin x virgin!fem!reader

synopsis – season 1!virgin!tyler having sex with virgin!reader for the first time.

a/n – my tyler requests are open! i love writing for season 1 tyler (especially x vampire!reader) i must say, so i'll give priority to those requests.

smut. fluff

❀ tyler was your first boyfriend and you were his first girlfriend. before you started dating you'd been good friends but dating was a completely different thing, specially when neither of you had much idea of how to handle it. it was all too innocent. the nervous smiles, the way holding hands felt like the boldest thing in the world, the long late-night texts where neither of you wanted to say goodbye...

but it was also too uncertain. you both second guessed everything. how often you should call? where you spending the right amount of time together? were you supposed to hold hands in front of friends or would that look silly? should you be saying i love you yet or was it way too soon?

✿ one of the things you were most unsure about was sex. it was easy to ignored sometimes, but other times it was impossible not to think about. neither of you were sure when the right time was supposed to be, or what if even meant to be ready. was everyone else moving faster? were you supposed to want it more? less?

you caught yourself comparing you to other couples, wondering if they were moving faster, if they knew what they were doing while you were still learning the basics. you never asked each other, but it was there. in the nervous laughter when things went too far, in the way one of you would pull back just before the moment led into more.

❀ and there has been some moments... like the first time you slept together and you woke up in his arms, with your back against his chest. tyler was still peacefully but oh my god you could feel his morning erection poking into your thigh. you didn't know what to do. should you stay still and pretend nothing happened? should you pull away before he noticed you noticing?

and then while you were moving around the kitchen making breakfast his eyes stared for more than necessary the curve of your ass to the point tyler could notice that your pajama shorts were a little see through and he could see your panties. he quickly looked away, pretending to focus on the eggs in the pan, anything to hide the way his cheeks were heating up.

✿ it was one afternoon when you were at his house. you brought all your stuff, knowing his dad would be gone the entire evening and night. you ordered dinner, laughed over what to pick, and sat cross legged on the living room floor, eating straight out of the boxes and stealing bites from each other's plates. you played video games and tyler laughed every single time you lost and you accused him of being a terrible boyfriend for not letting you win at least once.

then, when it was getting late, you went to his room. you sat in his bed next to him. tyler had his laptop on his legs, scrolling through movies until you both agreed on something.

the room was dim except for the glow of the screen and soft lamp in the corner. as the movie played, you found yourself less focused on the story and more aware of the little things: the way his arm around you and rubbed your shoulder, how you stretched out your legs, brushing his and he didn't move away...

tyler lowered his head and pressed a sweet kiss to the top of your head. so innocent and so natural, like he always did. you couldn't help but smile as you turned your face toward him and leaned closer, giving a short kiss to his lips in return. now tyler was the one smiling. his free hand, the one not holding you close, came to brush your cheek and guide your face to his. tyler kissed you again, this time not breaking away.

the kiss deepened and you found yourself leaning more and more into him. tyler slid the laptop off his legs so there was nothing left between you two and he guided you closer, pulling you into his lap.

❀ there was nothing new about this. you'd make out in his lap before, and his hands had rested at your waist like they did now. but tonight was different, because instead of pushing away and laugh awkwardly when tyler got hard under you, you rolled your hips at his, almost involuntarily, but willing to know how it felt.

you both let out a moan into each other's mouth and that's when you broke the kiss. for a moment, you looked at each other's, waiting for the nervous laugh, for the playful push back, but neither of you moved. his eyes searched yours, asking a question he couldn't quite say out loud, and you realized you were asking the same.

so instead of saying anything, your lips met again and your hips rolled against tyler's one more time and his hands held your waist tighter. you felt how his mouth pressed harder against yours.

✿ tyler played with the edge of your pajama t-shirt. you were nervous. it wasn't like when he sees you with a bikini at the beach, it was more intimate. you hesitated for a moment but you ended up lifting your arms, feeling how a heat rush ran to your cheeks.

he pulled the t-shirt over your head and his fingers looked for the hook of your bra. tyler looked at you before continuing until you gave him a soft nod and he struggled, because he had never unhooked a bra and doing it without looking was even harder. you stayed still, letting him figure it out until you felt the click and it came out. you also took his shirt off and timidly and your hands rested against his abs.

❀ and he was so respectful as you always knew he'd be. tyler asked for permission before attaching his lips to your nipple, and you didn't know if he did it on purpose but his teeth brushed against your sensitive nipple and made you moan louder. his other hand rested in your hip, waiting for a sign that you wanted more, and that sign came into your hand resting on top of this and encouraging him to help you move.

✿ the rest of the undressing was clumsy and it wasn't sexy at all. before you stood up from him and when you felt his hand clutching at the fabric of your shorts, you broke away from his lips, just enough to talk.

—wait, tyler...

he looked at you worried. wanted you to stop? had he done something wrong? went too fast?

—i haven't shaved, —you admitted, cheeks burning. —i didn't know this was happening tonight... i don't know if you wanna keep going.

tyler sighed in relief, so it was that.

—i haven't shaved either, —he confessed. —do you wanna keep going?

for a moment, the two of you just looked at each other, and then, slowly, a small smile appeared at your lips.

❀ you had to stand from him to pull down your pajama shorts and panties, tripping with the fabric from the nervousness. tyler lifted his hips from the bed and took off his pants and underwear.

being naked in front of him wasn't as embarrassing as you thought. tyler had always shown you just how in love he was with your body, with every curve, every mark... he didn't care about the months you'd gained or lost weight, or whether you had body hair, or any of the little things you'd always worried about.

you caught the way his ears turned pink, his face flushed, and in that moment, oh my god, you realized you were staring, but you hadn't meant to, it was just that you'd never seen one in real life and you couldn't believe it was really happening.

—i'm sorry, i didn't mean to...

he shook his head and reached for your hand, but you stopped.

—can i...? can you be on top for tonight?

he nodded, almost before you finished talking, —of course.

✿ so you lay on his bed. knees up, legs spread, waiting for him. tyler reached for the drawer in his bed night table and you saw the a box full of condoms. your eyes widened a bit and tyler noticed and he realized that you probably were thinking that, even though you'd never gone that far together, he had a box full of condoms sitting in his drawer.

—it's not... i wasn't... i didn't even buy it, my dad gave it to me.

and if your cheeks weren't burning enough at the sight of so many condoms, now the thought of his dad handing him the box of condoms made your stomach twist in embarrassment. you pressed your face into your hands to hide the nervous laugh.

❀ tyler leaned over you, resting his weight on his hands on either side of your head. he looked down at you, trying to find any hint in your face that would let him know that you were not sure about this or that you wanted to stop, but there wasn't.

—you sure? —he felt the need to ask one last time.

you nodded, fingers threading through the curls at the back of his head. with one of his hands, he wrapped his fingers around himself, lining up against your entrance and he pushed inside you, careful, paying attention to any sign that you were uncomfortable. you swallowed, repositioning yourself in the bed.

—hurts?

you shook your head, —just a little uncomfortable.

—tell me if it gets worse.

you nodded and pulled him down to kiss his lips. tyler pushed deeper and you both moaned into each other's mouths. your legs squeezed him, encouraging to keep going, and so he did, until he bottomed you. tyler stayed like that for a moment, letting you adjust, not wanting to move until you told him it was okay, but also so he could focus on not coming right there.

✿ his pace was calm, not wanting to rush the moment, not wanting to hurt you and his lips never left yours, sometimes only to press his forehead against yours, your moans and breaths mingling. and then tyler's hips got faster and your legs wrapped around his body, trying to bring him closer, you both wanting to show each other how bad you wanted this. but still the carefulness was there, even as the urgency in both of you grew. the moment you breath caught too sharply in your throat, he slowed, worried he was pushing when he shouldn't and you had to whisper to keep going.

❀ and you felt how a tight nod started forming in the lower part of your abdomen, one that made you roll your hips against tyler's, needing more. he came with a deep groan that gave you goosebumps, yet you couldn't seem to reach that same high.

tyler kept going because he knew you hadn't finished yet and because he didn't want to be one of those guys that can't make her girlfriend finish. you started to get desperate, so you sneak your hand between your bodies, looking for your clit.

—let me, —he whispered, and he replaced your hand with his.

your back arched, your eyes closed shut. you let yourself relax into his touch as you felt his lips working on your neck, and it didn't take long until you were clenching around him and coming with a loud whine.

✿ the aftercare was so natural. you looked at each other, catching your breaths. tyler was still on top of you, and you couldn't help but laugh out of awkwardness.

—i'll bring you water, —he said, removing himself from you. the first thing he did after taking off the condom was to reach for his underwear, a sudden wave of shyness taking over him.

you nodded, also reaching for your panties and bra, —and i'll go to the bathroom.