Tyler Lockwood (firstsuccess) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-12-31 18:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, blossom, tyler lockwood |
Who: Tyler and Blossom
What: Taking their relationship to the next level
When: November
Where: Tyler's apartment
Warning/Rating: Teenish for FTB sexy times.
Blossom had a lot of things planned.
It wasn’t just that she had an idea on where she wanted to take things tonight, either. She was really just looking to have a lovely evening, regardless of how things progressed. Still, she’d made dinner at Tyler’s apartment, something simple but nice, which seemed to be a bit of a theme today.
She’d gone for ‘simple but nice’ when she’d got dressed up for it too; simple hair, minimal make-up, and her specially bought for this occasion underwear was ready for showing off. She’d even set the mood with low lighting and getting some nice wine for going with dinner.
“So,” clearing her throat a little, “I’ve been thinking, you know, about us and our relationship.”
Tyler didn’t often have home cooked meals. He was more likely to burn water than to boil it, and so for the most part, he ate take-out. Usually healthy take-out, though he was less concerned with that now that he was a werewolf and didn’t need to work so hard at keeping in shape, but take-out nevertheless. Which meant having Blossom cook for him was nice.
But what she said made his stomach do a bit of a flip. He knew that he didn’t really deserve a girl as great as Blossom, though he was trying his best to be the kind of man that she deserved. Now he was wondering if she didn’t see the same thing. “Oh?” he asked, trying not to let his nerves show on his face. “What did you come up with?”
She didn’t mean to cause any uncertainty, it wasn’t one of those talks after all. Nibbling a little on her lower lip, moving around to stand in front of Tyler, wrapping her arms around his neck with a soft smile, “I’m very happy, and I care about you a lot, like a lot a lot,” Blossom was pretty sure that people would call it love, she’d never been in love before, but she was pretty sure that’s what this was. Which was why she was thinking this was the right time to take the step.
“And I was thinking, that maybe it was the right time to… um, take our relationship further.” Blossom knew probably needed to have a somewhat awkward conversation about how this was her first time and all that, but she could survive awkward if it meant they got there together.
The knot in his stomach loosened when Blossom wrapped her arms around his neck, and without thinking about it, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “I care about you a lot a lot too,” he said, gently teasing her. He was in love with her and he knew it, and while he hadn’t found a great opportunity to tell her yet - he wanted it to be special - he hoped that she knew the depth of his feelings.
It took him only a moment to realize what Blossom meant by taking the relationship further, and he couldn’t stop the smile that immediately crossed his face. “Really?” he asked. He had done his best not to push her to this point, as hard as it had been. “If you’re sure then yeah. Yeah, I think so.”
“Really,” she’d absolutely appreciated that he’d never pressured her to go further sooner, that he’d never made her feel like she needed to put out to keep him, that he wasn’t looking for a girl that would get physical with him quicker than she was going, and it was part of that that made her sure she was ready and that he was the guy she wanted to have her first time with.
She wasn’t just a conquest, he was in this for more than just what was under her skirt. He was definitely worth taking the next step.
Smoothing her hands over Tyler’s shoulders, Blossom nodded, ignoring the fact that there was most definitely a blush on her cheeks by this point, and Tyler was about to learn that sometimes that spread down her chest too. “I’m more than sure, sure about you and us.” Leaning upwards, Blossom pressed a soft kiss to Tyler’s lips, smiling into it, more than happy with the lack of space between them.
Tyler’s heart was already pounding in his chest. He’d never felt this way about another girl before, and he’d certainly never waited this long before sleeping with one, but he found that that made it even more exciting. He cupped his hands under her ass, and then lifted, meaning to carry her, still locked at the lips, toward his bedroom.
It didn’t take much to wrap her legs around Tyler’s hips, hooking her ankles together behind him and wrapping her arms around his neck to keep herself balanced. There were flutters in her tummy, anxiousness and excitement, and tingles of arousal all over her skin.
Kissing was a very good start, because Blossom already knew what they both enjoyed there, and she knew that Tyler, with his impressive werewolf strength, would have no trouble relocating them to more comfortable settings.
Tyler had walked up and down these stairs a thousand times, which meant that he didn’t need to break contact with Blossom’s lips in order to walk the well-remembered path up toward his bedroom. He realized, part way up the stairs, that not once since he’d moved into the apartment had come up the stairs locking lips with someone. In fact, he had yet to have had sex in his apartment, having met Blossom shortly before he’d moved in.
Once he got to his room, he shifted her slightly so he could support the whole of her weight with one hand, turned on the light with his now freed hand, and kicked the door behind him. He wasn’t expecting Derek home for some time, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
There were some huge perks of dating a super strong werewolf, the steady thrill that ran through Blossom at the ease that Tyler carried her upstairs, barely showing signs of straining at all. Even moving to just one hand around her, Blossom still didn’t really need to cling too tightly to keep herself from falling.
Of course, when the bedroom door closed, Blossom felt the smallest leap of apprehension in her gut, not in a bad way, just that flutter of uncertainty about how to progress. It wasn’t like she was all that great with the sultry stuff, she wasn’t exactly effortlessly sexy and cute, not like Caroline was.
She could try though. And as she squirmed out of Tyler’s hold, her feet hitting the ground and Blossom toeing off her sandals, she made the attempt at a sultry smile before unbuttoning her blouse, leaving her in the soft pink lacy bra she’d picked out, throwing her blouse to the floor before making a grab for Tyler’s shirt too.
To Tyler, Blossom was the perfect mix of cute and sexy. He could feel his pulse quicken as she took off her shirt. He stole an appreciative view of Blossom, and how perfectly her breasts filled out her bra. And then her hands were on him again, and eagerly pulled his t-shirt off over his head, revealing his own well-sculpted body. “God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured, trailing kisses down her neck. He ran his hands down her body until his hands made it to her waist of her pants, and he skillfully unbuttoned them.
There was definitely something about skin to skin, and fooling around over clothes really didn’t compare to getting the full stretch of chest to chest. There were flutters in her tummy and her skin was tingling anywhere they touched and Blossom felt her throat catch just a little when he called her beautiful.
She’d heard it before, but not like this, and not in this context and it’d never made her feel this giddy with excitement. As Tyler started unbuttoning her pants, Blossom nibbled her lip before attempting to get her hands at his waistband, a little maneuvering to not bump each other before buttons and zips were tackled.
She knew that Tyler had an amazing body -everyone commenting on it, all her girlfriends liked to remind Blossom that her boyfriend was ripped, and yes, she was very aware, so she didn’t really hesitate to get her hands all over that washboard abdomen when it was laid out for her.
Tyler had thought about this moment since he’d laid eyes on Blossom, but it was even better than how he’d imagined it. He knew Blossom didn’t have the experience he did, so he tried to go slow and be gentle, making sure to not let himself accidentally hurt her with his strength.
When it was finished, he fell beside her, breathing heavily. He pulled her close to him, planting a kiss just under her ear. “God, I love you,” he murmured, not realizing what he said until after the words were already out of his mouth. It wasn’t that he didn’t know that he loved her, but he’d been waiting to tell her until he had proven that he was worthy of her love.
Feeling sweaty, a little achey in such a good way and thoroughly satisfied, Blossom felt her back stretch out as she curled herself towards Tyler in the post-sex bliss that was just thrumming through her whole body. She’d expected it would hurt, at least a little, but Tyler was so careful and cautious with her that she’d barely felt discomfort at all. She was glad she’d waited, but she was also glad she’d figured out that this was the right time and that Tyler was the right boy.
She was humming under her breath while he held her in close, the cuddling just letting her post-coital buzz soar a little higher, even with slightly sweaty skin sticking to each other, it was the murmur against her ear that stopped her and had Blossom leaning up to look at Tyler with a pleased and loving smile back. “I love you too.”
It felt like it was maybe a little obvious, but she knew that sometimes you needed to say it rather than just let actions speak for you. “And I think that was the most perfect first time I could’ve hoped for.” She was still smiling as she leaned down to place a kiss on his lips.
Tyler felt a warmth run through him that had nothing to do with his werewolf blood or Blossom snuggled up against him. “I’m glad,” Tyler said softly, kissing her back and somehow attempting pulling her close to him. “Can you stay the night?”
“Mmhmm,” Her affirmation was mostly hummed into his skin, her body twisting while he tried to get her closer so that Blossom was pressed almost entirely along the long and warm line of Tyler’s body, her leg hooking over his thigh and her arm coming over his stomach while her breasts smooshed into his chest and her head found the perfect cradle just past his shoulder. “I can stay, and I’ll make breakfast.” Because she’d told her dad she’d be out all night, and she’d had the awkward talk with him about consent and boundaries and not being pressured.
Tyler was definitely worth that half hour of blushing with her dad. Definitely worth it.