Twenty Øne Piløts x Reader. (One-Shots)

Tyler x Reader. (Smut/Lemon.)

Warning! This One-Shot contains smut. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this One-Shot.
-Madlen.
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You watched Mr. Iero, your history professor, leave the classroom, shaking his head and muttering some swears under his breath. A content grin rested on your face as you watched your classmates leave the classroom, some of them laughing. Oh, how you loved it to make a simple lesson turn into hell for the teachers. You grabbed your bag before you left the classroom, trotting down the empty hall, most students already were in class. But you, you had time, you didn't even hurry as the second and last bell rang, starting the new lesson. After a few more minutes, you finally stepped in the classroom. The gaze of your philosophy professor, Mr. Joseph, snapped towards you. You smirked at him and walked towards your seat, sitting down, while you looked him up and down. The male certainly was handsome, with his short, brown hair, and deep brown eyes. He was dressed firm, as always, and you probably could say that Mr. Joseph was your favorite professor. That didn't mean you didn't turn his lesson into hell, of course. "Ms. (l/n), may I ask why you are late?" the young man asked, crossing his arms. You leaned back in your seat, crossing your arms. "You may not," you chuckled. Mr. Joseph rolled his eyes and spoke up, "That's it, Ms. (l/n). You will stay here after class, we need to talk." You narrowed your eyebrows, tilting your head. He never did that before, and it irritated you. "How about... no?" you snapped, staring at him. "I won't discuss this. You will stay here after class," he said, his voice deep and... dangerous? You groaned and rolled your (e/c) eyes. You liked Mr. Joseph, but there was no way you would be staying after class. "College sucks, man," you grunted, earning a nod from the person next to you. Your professor went on with his lesson, you looked at the girls around you, and they all stared at him, looking like they were melting any second, it made you snarl. During the lesson, you interrupted Mr. Joseph, threw paper balls at him, asked him uncomfortable questions, and you made the class laugh every now and then, so they wouldn't pay attention. The male rolled his eyes and looked at the clock, it seemed like he wanted nothing more than the end of the lesson to come. It made you grin. "Yo, wanting to go home and cry, Mr. Joseph?" you asked, grinning. Hell, you were turning nineteen soon, and it seemed like you were twelve. The professor only gave a huff, and looked relieved as the bell chimed. "Goodbye, class. (Y/N), you will stay," he said. You rolled your eyes, hiding between the students, but a hand grabbed you, pulling you back. You shuddered, quickly turning to the man who was standing in front of you. "Ms. (l/n). We will talk now. Take a seat," he huffed, closing the door while pointing to one of the many seats. You groaned and walked to one of them, letting yourself fall on it. Great, just great. You could have been on your way home now, but no. The only positive fact was Mr. Joseph being hot. You could stare at him and imagine... things while he was talking to you, and the time would pass much quicker. Yup, there was the small possibility that you had a small crush on your professor. You leaned back and stared at him, while he talked to you. Probably about the things you have done during his lessons and how they needed to stop, but all you did was imagine what else he could do with that beautiful mouth of his. A soft chuckle escaped your lips, but you snapped out of it as you realized your professor was standing right in front of you. "(Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N). Not even paying attention now, are we? Catch it, you are drooling," the brunette grinned, his hand moved and a soft fingertip was placed on the corner of your mouth. You blushed lightly, shrinking back, what he did caught you completely off guard. "M-mr. J-Joseph?" you asked, forgetting about your brat-like attitude. "You have been a real bad girl, (Y/N). Especially in my class," Mr. Joseph muttered, in his brown eyes was a hint of... red? "But I gotta admit, it made me excited. And now, I finally have you where I wanted you to be. I mean, did you really think you would get through this? Without a punishment?" the male grinned, his hands resting on the table to keep himself up. You leaned back even more, your eyes wide as Mr. Joseph leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on your neck. You flinched, your (h/c) hair covering your deep red face, but the brunette pushed it away. "And believe me, it was hard to hold back, especially with a beautiful girl like you. But, I caught you staring. So many times," he spoke, his voice now slightly deeper, and rougher. "Mr-" "Tyler. My name is Tyler," he grunted, walking behind you before he kissed and licked your neck, searching for your weak spot. You shuddered as he came across it, but you tried to hide it, hell, you even tried to protest. "Tyler, p-please," you whimpered, "I-i will b-behave." You looked up at the tall male, your (e/c) eyes filled with pure innocence. You knew you had gone too far. The brown-haired male chuckled and pulled you out of your chair, setting you on the table in front of him. "How often did you imagine this, (Y/N)? Be happy, now it is coming true~" he hummed. You blushed, looking down until you noticed a movement. Tyler had his shirt off, and hell, he looked good. Tattoos covered his chest, and he had perfect stature. You couldn't help but get a little excited. A man like him, smart, kind and cool, find something interesting or beautiful in you. You got ripped out of your thoughts as soon as he bit your weak spot, earning a small gasp from you. "I swear to God, I will make you moan, scream and beg," Tyler whispered in your ear, slowly groping your breasts. You shuddered one again and put your hands on Tyler's chest, pushing him slightly. You wanted this, but... wasn't it dangerous? "We... s-shouldn't," you whispered, getting a deep laugh as an answer. Tyler moved away and walked to the door, locking it before he walked to his own table. "Come here," he ordered, and you couldn't help but obey. As soon as you were in front of him, you were pushed on the table, with him right over you. You yelped, but that didn't bother him. He pulled off your shirt, but as soon as he was about to unclasp your bra, you stopped him. Tyler looked at you, tilting his head, as the hint of red in his eyes disappeard. He carefully placed a kiss on your lips, and it made your heart flatter. You kissed back and wrapped your arms around his neck, so the kiss was deeper, and more... passionate. The male suddendly pushed his tongue into your mouth, exploring it. You didn't even try to fight for dominance, you were just too shy. The brunette slowly pulled away, moving your hair out of your face while he whispered, "Believe me, there's nothing you need to hide, I think you are beautiful..."
You blushed and sighed in defeat, then you moved your upper body off the table, opening your bra, and pulling it off. Tyler rose an eyebrow, a little confused about your actions, but he appreciated it. The red, which was to be seen, got darker as he looked at your breasts, taking them in his large hands before massaging them. You moaned softly, arching your back in a little, just to get more. The brunette chuckled, taking one of your nipples in his mouth and sucked on them while he massaged your other breast harder than before. You shuddered and gasped as soon as his hand left your breast, moving in your pants and panties. Luckily, he didn't say anything, he just pulled your pants down. You blushed deeper, then you sat up, tugging at his pants. The male grunted and backed away, then he unbuckled his belt, pulling pants down. He kissed you once again, deep and passionate as he moved your panties away, gently pushing a finger into you, you gave a yelp against the man's lips, bucking your hips against him. But Tyler was calm as hell, he gently moved his finger in and out of you, kissing and nipping the sensitive skin of your neck, and he made sure to leave hickeys. You, meanwhile, moaned a little louder, your breath hitched as soon as he added two more fingers, picking up the pace. You gripped the table, bucking your hips against his fingers a little helplessly. But you soon got an idea. You moved your left hand inside his boxers, gripping his half-erected member and starting to stroke along his length. Sure, you were still a little unsure about this whole situation, but after hearing Tyler's grunting, you couldn't help but continue. You moved your hand faster and harder, just to fit the thrusts of his long fingers. Both of you were moaning and panting, and at some point Tyler just pinned you down and pulled your panties down, before ripping his own boxers off and pulling a condom over his now fully erected member. "I am sorry, my dear, but," he started but stopped, then he thrusted into you. Slowly and gentle, until he was fully inside you. You gripped the table tightly, panting because of the pain, your (e/c) eyes met Tyler's, he was waiting slightly impatiently for you to adjust. A helpless moan of you got his attention. "P-please Tyler," you whispered, your eyes half closed and full with lust. The male chuckled and pressed his lips against yours for a brief moment, before he pulled away, and he didn't, even though it was hard. "What was that?" Tyler asked, smirking. "Please..." "Huh?" "PLEASE, JUST DO IT," you groaned out, rather loud. The brunette laughed and pulled back out, only to ram back into you, and he did with much more force than expected. A loud moan escaped your lips as you arched your back in, bucking your hips towards him. Tyler grinned, his eyes now red with a hint of brown in them. You shuddered as you looked at them, feeling Tyler picking up a pretty fast speed, slamming in and out of you. Your arms were now around Tyler's neck, your hips moving with his movements. The tall man grunted and thrusted brutally by now, hitting your sweet spot. You yelled out his name, making him smirk. He hit that spot over and over and over, and hell, you started to see stars. You got tighter around the male's member, making Tyler moan in delight. He continued to thrust roughly, until you couldn't hold back anymore. You came with a loud, pleasured scream, your 'professor' following soon after. You laid there, covered in your own sweat and panting. Tyler carefully pulled out, looking in your (e/c) eyes. You sighed in relief, seeing they were back to their hazel color. The male gently kissed your cheek, gently covering you with his shirt. "Tyler?" you asked, grabbing his attention. He looked at you, before he tilted his head. "I love you," you whispered, sitting up. A soft smile spread on Tyler's face. "I love you, too," he chuckled.
And well, your little 'punishment' made you as calm as a small, little lamb, expect when you were in Mr. Joseph's class.