Title: Dish Best Served
Author:
redbrunja
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tyler/Caroline
Warnings: explicit sex.
Disclaimers: not mine.
Summary: "So!" Caroline said brightly. "What does a girl who doesn't give a damn about her ex-boyfriend hooking up with someone else do?"
Tyler turned away from the bar, having successfully caged a dish of lemon slices for his fries from the bartender just in time to see Caroline darting out the side door of The Grill. It didn't take a genius to see why, either: Matt was sitting on the edge of the stage necking with a blonde sophomore.
Douche.
Tyler tossed the lemon wedges at Matt's head as he followed Caroline.
She was in the alley just outside.
"Hey," he said, trying to sound considerate, "Caroline, it's okay."
The hand that she's been leaning against the wall curled into a fist and punched the brick, going into the wall up to her wrist.
"No," she said, still not facing him. "No, I am not going to be that girl, that girl who flips out just because her ex is seeing someone else. No."
She took a deep, shuddery breath and whirled to face him.
"So!" she said brightly. "What does a girl who doesn't give a damn about her ex-boyfriend hooking up with someone else do?"
And Tyler's mouth said the first thing he thought: "She fucks her werewolf best friend in an alley."
Caroline laughed, like he was joking, like it was a ridiculous idea, that like he wasn't already hard just from the thought of fucking her against brick while her ex was fifteen feet away.
"It would be... not a good idea," Caroline said, voice unconvinced.
Tyler inhaled. Caroline smelled girly and deadly and turned on.
"Yeah, but you still want to," he said, rolling his shoulders. He stepped closer. "You know you do."
Caroline blurred and the next thing he knew, she's slammed him back against the building, veins black and pulsing at the edges of her eyes. "No, what a really want to do is eat you."
He'd tried to kill her twice; he kind of owed her. Plus, he didn't think he'd ever been this hard in his entire life.
"Works for me," he said and dragged his nails across his own neck, drawing blood.
Whatever leash Caroline had on herself snapped. She grapped his hair, pulled his head back, and bit.
And oh, oh, oh, oh. That felt amazing. The punch of her fangs in his neck, the way she moaned. One of his legs was between hers and she ground down, reeking of lust. She pulled out of his neck, licked up some of the blood that had dripped down towards his collarbone, thighs flexing against his leg.
Fuck, she wasn't going to be the only person who got off.
Tyler reversed their positions, pressed her against the bricks and reached under her deviantly short plaid skirt, yanking her tights and panties down, finally ripping them so he could get her legs open.
"Tyler, please," she said, voice high and desperate. He got his jeans unzipped, shoved down his hips, and then he was yanking one of Caroline's legs up, shoving into her, while she clawed at his back and begging him for more, harder, ohjustlikethat.
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Tyler/Caroline
Warnings: explicit sex.
Disclaimers: not mine.
Summary: "So!" Caroline said brightly. "What does a girl who doesn't give a damn about her ex-boyfriend hooking up with someone else do?"
Tyler turned away from the bar, having successfully caged a dish of lemon slices for his fries from the bartender just in time to see Caroline darting out the side door of The Grill. It didn't take a genius to see why, either: Matt was sitting on the edge of the stage necking with a blonde sophomore.
Douche.
Tyler tossed the lemon wedges at Matt's head as he followed Caroline.
She was in the alley just outside.
"Hey," he said, trying to sound considerate, "Caroline, it's okay."
The hand that she's been leaning against the wall curled into a fist and punched the brick, going into the wall up to her wrist.
"No," she said, still not facing him. "No, I am not going to be that girl, that girl who flips out just because her ex is seeing someone else. No."
She took a deep, shuddery breath and whirled to face him.
"So!" she said brightly. "What does a girl who doesn't give a damn about her ex-boyfriend hooking up with someone else do?"
And Tyler's mouth said the first thing he thought: "She fucks her werewolf best friend in an alley."
Caroline laughed, like he was joking, like it was a ridiculous idea, that like he wasn't already hard just from the thought of fucking her against brick while her ex was fifteen feet away.
"It would be... not a good idea," Caroline said, voice unconvinced.
Tyler inhaled. Caroline smelled girly and deadly and turned on.
"Yeah, but you still want to," he said, rolling his shoulders. He stepped closer. "You know you do."
Caroline blurred and the next thing he knew, she's slammed him back against the building, veins black and pulsing at the edges of her eyes. "No, what a really want to do is eat you."
He'd tried to kill her twice; he kind of owed her. Plus, he didn't think he'd ever been this hard in his entire life.
"Works for me," he said and dragged his nails across his own neck, drawing blood.
Whatever leash Caroline had on herself snapped. She grapped his hair, pulled his head back, and bit.
And oh, oh, oh, oh. That felt amazing. The punch of her fangs in his neck, the way she moaned. One of his legs was between hers and she ground down, reeking of lust. She pulled out of his neck, licked up some of the blood that had dripped down towards his collarbone, thighs flexing against his leg.
Fuck, she wasn't going to be the only person who got off.
Tyler reversed their positions, pressed her against the bricks and reached under her deviantly short plaid skirt, yanking her tights and panties down, finally ripping them so he could get her legs open.
"Tyler, please," she said, voice high and desperate. He got his jeans unzipped, shoved down his hips, and then he was yanking one of Caroline's legs up, shoving into her, while she clawed at his back and begging him for more, harder, ohjustlikethat.
Tags:
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
Same here. And it's always nice when people who don't totally know the canon still enjoy the fic.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject