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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Tythan_-_Fandom, Youtube_RPF, CrankGameplays_-_Fandom
  Relationship:
      Tythan_-_Relationship, apocalyptoplier
  Character:
      Markiplier, Mark_Fischbach, Tyler_Scheid, CrankGameplays, Ethan_Nestor
  Additional Tags:
      High_School, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School, Underage_Sex, Somnophilia,
      Consensual_Somnophilia, Voyeurism
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-01-31 Words: 3381
****** "You're gonna what?" ******
by Klepto-Peepo_(CassielWhorechester)
Summary
     Tythan high school garbo.
Notes
     I tried. (as a side note, this is completely consensual somnophilia.
     It is not written here, but Ethan has previously agreed to this
     activity. I would never intentionally write something where the acts
     committed were non-consensual. I apologize for any misunderstanding!
     Please read this and know that everything is consensual!!)
See the end of the work for more notes
Tyler could barely sit still in fourth period. He was practically vibrating
with excitement. Foot tapping, knee bouncing, pen clicking excitement. He was
driving everyone around him crazy.
"Dude. I swear to god, if you don't stop click your pen I'm gonna punch you in
the dick." Mark snapped, grabbing said pen from Tyler's hand. Tyler snapped his
gaze to Mark, his body finally calming down and a small blush glowing on his
face. "What's got you so wound up?" Tyler looked around to make sure no one was
listening. It was study hall, so everyone either had headphones on, their head
in a book or were more interested in their own conversations.
"I'm sneaking over to Ethan's house tonight." Tyler said quietly, looking like
a kid who's just told he's going to Disney land. Mark scoffed and handed him
his pen back.
"So? Don't you do that all the time?" He asked, trying to hide his piqued
curiosity. Tyler smiled, clicking his pen a few times.
"Yeah, but this time he doesn't know. I'm gonna surprise him." His grin was
wide and lopsided. Mark laughed and ruffled his friends' hair.
"You're a fucking idiot." The two laughed at each other, "Do you need any
help?" Tyler scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"You just wanna watch." Mark at least tried to look offended.
"How dare you think so little of me! " Tyler gave him his best stone face until
Mark finally caved in. "Okay, yeah, maybe I do wanna watch. But I also want to
help out a bro in need!"
"Yeah, you can come. But you've gotta be quiet. We need to get in without
waking Ethan up." Tyler looked dead serious.
"Why? You gonna fuck him in his sleep or something?" Mark nearly choked on his
spit at Tyler's embarrassment. "Wait, are you actually going to fuck him in his
sleep?"
"Shut up! We talked about it...and I just wanted to surprise him." Tyler sank
down in his seat. Well as much as he could with how big he was.
"Wah, wait, I'm-I'm...not judging you. " It was Mark's turn to blush. Tyler
quirked a brow at him. "Th-That actually sounds pretty hot." Mark shrank back
into his Letterman jacket, trying to hide his growing blush. Tyler snickered at
him, prompting Mark to shove him. Tyler shoved back, and if it weren't for the
teacher shushing them they probably would've started just flat out wrestling.
They sat back in their chairs, red in the face and slightly out of breath.
Tyler watched Mark adjust his jacket and mess with his hair, rolling his eyes
at how well groomed Mark always seemed to keep himself. Mark was an attractive
guy, Tyler had to admit. He and Ethan had talked about asking Mark to join
their relationship, but Tyler just never had been able to work up the courage
to ask him on a date.
"Hey, I know I'm pretty, but staring is rude." Mark laughed, smirking at his
friend.
"Who said I'm staring at you?" Tyler snapped back, slumping back in his chair.
"So, you still down to helping me out tonight?" Mark looked down at the table
nodding.
"Yeah, just swing by my house when you're ready. My mom is out of town, and who
knows what Thomas is doing, so just go ahead and come inside." Mark kept
looking at the table, picking up Tyler's pen and fiddling with it. The bell
rang out, making the duo jump. Tyler was back to vibrating with excitement,
shoving half of Mark's things into his backpack in his rush to pack up. Mark
wrestled his stuff away from him, grabbing some of Tyler's things in the
process. The two finally got their shit sorted out, huffing their way into the
hallway. Mark waited with Tyler by Ethan's locker, fighting to keep a smile
from his face.
"Tyler! Mark! Hey, how was study hall?" Ethan ran up to them, his hair flopping
with every step. He let Tyler grab his stuff while he struggled with his
locker.
"Oh man, it was sooo productive." Mark snickered, smirking at Ethan. Tyler
glared at him from behind Ethan's head, the blue haired boy not catching on at
all. "Do you guys need a ride home? Thomas is supposed to-" Mark stopped
himself, his face twisting into a grimace. "Never mind, Thomas just bailed on
me. " Ethan stuck out his lower lip, feeling bad for Mark.
"Do you wanna walk with us?" Tyler offered, hoping for someone to help distract
Ethan from how excited he was. Ethan nodded enthusiastically, dumping his
textbooks into his bag, grabbing his bright orange jacket from its hook before
slamming his locker closed.
"You guys sure? I don't wanna interrupt anything gay." Ethan shoved Mark,
wiggling his arm's through his backpack straps.
"C'mon, as if you aren't as gay as either of us." Tyler almost tripped laughing
at the look on Mark's face.
"Ethan! I am offended! I mean, you're right, but still!" The three walked out
into the crisp air, ignoring the other people around them. Ethan was small in
between the two wrestlers, bubbling with happiness and laughter. To any
outsider, the looks on Mark's and Tyler's faces were full of love, they'd
probably assume they were involved in one of those dumb love triangles. Tyler
and Mark dropped Ethan off at his house, walking until they were out of sight
before Tyler pulled Mark to the next street over. They looped back until they
were behind Ethan's house, in between his house and his neighbors.
"Okay, I wanna just make sure you have a visual of what we're doing before
tonight. " Tyler whispered, taking note of Ethan's open window. They could both
barely hear him singing to himself. "We're gonna move this garbage can next to
the rock, then we just have to open his window and get inside without making
any noise. " Mark nodded, taking in every word Tyler spoke like it was going to
be on their next exam. So, he remembered half of it, and let the rest go in one
ear and out the other. Tyler quiet ushered him away from the house, both of
them stealthily jumping the fence out of his backyard. The two separated a
block away from Ethan's house, stupid fist bumping to seal their plan.
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Tyler didn't leave his house until nearly ten. His mom had taken longer to fall
asleep than he anticipated, and every time he got ready to slip out, his dad
got up for a glass of water. Eventually he decided to just sneak out his
window. It was a little riskier, but it paid off. He was able to get out
without being seen, and sprinted all the way to Mark's. He let himself catch
his breath on the doorstep, wiping the sweat off of his hands before turning
the knob. It was dark in his house and Tyler was worried Mark had just gone to
sleep until he heard the floor creak behind him. Turning, Tyler instinctively
stuck his arm up, blindly shoving someone up against the wall.
"Fuck, how the hell did you see me?" Mark gasped, pinned to the wall by Tyler's
forearm. Tyler let out his breath, letting Mark up.
"I didn't."
"Then how-"
"The floor creaked." There was silence for a long moment before Mark finally
reached out and flicked on the light.
"Well shit, I really thought I was gonna get you." Mark ran a hand through his
hair, looking down at his feet.
"Maybe next time. You ready?" Mark snapped his eyes up to Tyler's face, looking
relieved and terrified at the same time.
"You fucking know it." They fist bumped again, getting themselves hyped. "Hey,
did you run here?" Mark asked, finally taking in Tyler's heavy breathing.
"Maybe." Tyler said defensively, trying to get his breathing back under
control. Mark just snickered at him, turning to slip his shoes on. "Remember,
we have to be as quiet as possible."
"Yeah, I remember." Mark sassed, making Tyler feel a bit like his mom reminding
him to take out the trash.
"Sorry, I just really want this to go well. " Mark rolled his eyes, grabbing
his keys.
"You got lube in that shady backpack?"
"My backpack isn't shady, and yes I do." Mark nodded, half jogging to the
bottom of the stairs.
"Hey! I'm heading out. Don't know when I'll be home!" He yelled up, probably to
Thomas. There was a response, but Tyler couldn't quite hear what it was. Mark
just scoffed and rejoined Tyler at the door. "Lets go."
It didn't take them long to get to Ethan's house, their adrenaline racing. Mark
helped Tyler over the fence before jumping over himself. They paused, looking
at each dark window before moving again. The house was completely silent. Tyler
silently scooted the garbage next to the rock, nearly jumping when Mark stopped
him from getting on it.
"Wait, how can you be sure Ethan is asleep?" He whispered, his eyes shifting
around nervously in the dark.
"He goes to bed at like 9 most nights." Tyler assured his friend. Mark nodded
slowly before taking his hand off of Tyler's shoulder. "Lets do this." Tyler
climbed onto the garbage can, standing slowly. He was able to easily look into
Ethan's bedroom window, noting how dark it was. He thanked the lord Ethan
forgot to lock his window as he slid it open. The window went agonizingly
slowly, Tyler wanting to be sure he didn't make any noise. He gingerly set his
backpack down inside before lifting himself inside. He took a look around
before sticking his head back out the window to motion to Mark. The slightly
smaller boy clambered onto the garbage can, gratefully letting Tyler pull him
up to the window.
"Holy shit. That went way better than I thought." Mark whispered, barely making
a sound. Tyler nodded absently, looking at the heavily sleeping Ethan. Mark
looked between the two before making his way to Ethan's desk chair. It was next
to his half open closet, still warm. Ethan must've been sitting in it for a
long while. Mark settled into the chair, keeping his ears perked for any noise
coming from the rest of the house.
Tyler looked like a predator. He stalked silently towards Ethan, the blue
haired boy making soft sleeping sounds, his mouth open just slightly. He looked
so peaceful and calm. Tyler loved how soft Ethan was when he slept. Gently
resting one knee on the end of the bed, Tyler waited to see if Ethan was really
as asleep as he thought he was. After several second of Ethan not moving Tyler
rested his other leg on the bed. All Ethan did was snuffle softly and sigh.
Tyler slipped his shoes off, setting them under Ethan's bed before slinking
forward anymore. He crawled slowly until he was hovering over Ethan's sleeping
body, the small boy looking even smaller underneath Tyler's large frame.
"Ethan? You asleep?" Tyler breathed, trying not to shake. Ethan didn't react at
all. The only sounds in the room were their breaths, and the soft hum of
Ethan's dying laptop. Leaning down slowly, Tyler brushed his lips softly
against Ethan's. He took in Mark's soft gasp, the sound going straight to his
groin. He started placing gentle kisses to Ethan's neck, listening to all of
his soft little gasps. After every few kisses Tyler would check he was still
sleeping. He glanced at Mark from over his shoulder, blushing to see Mark with
his hand lazily moving below to waistline of his shorts.
Taking a deep breath, Tyler finally sits back, grabbing his backpack from its
place beneath the window. He moved it underneath the head of Ethan's bed before
slowly peeling back Ethan's blankets. His soft boy was sleeping in just his
underwear, showing off his sleepy half chub. Starting from his neck, Tyler
slowly kissed his way down Ethan's neck, taking his time to make sure he didn't
wake his boyfriend.
"Oh fuck." Mark breathed from his spot in the corner, his hand out from his
pants, softly palming himself. Tyler sucked in a breath, resting his head on
Ethan's stomach while a regathered his thoughts. Once he finally made his way
to the waistband of Ethan's boxers he stopped. Ethan was lightly moaning in his
sleep, sighing deeply. Tyler waited before ever so gently nudging Ethan onto
his back. He almost woke up, making Tyler freeze, ready to dart under the small
boys bed. But he quickly fell back into a deep sleep, grinding against the
mattress lazily. Tyler took a breath, softly palming his own aching groin,
biting his lip to stop from moaning. Once he was able to, he shimmied Ethan's
boxers off, dropping them gently on the floor. He sat back, letting Mark get a
nice view of Ethan's plush little ass, satisfied to hear the hitch in Mark's
breath. Leaning down, Tyler was ready to grab the lube from his backpack when
he saw a light flick on from under Ethan's door.
He looked to Mark before quietly rolling to the floor, just barely remembering
to throw Ethan's blanket back over him before slithering under the bed. He saw
Mark dart into the closet just before Ethan's door cracked open. Tyler scooted
until no part of him was in the soft hallway light, holding his breath. He
could hear his mom tiptoe into his room, muttering about how forgetful Ethan
was before she closed his window and walked out again. The two intruders stayed
in their respective hiding spots until the hall way light turned off again.
Then they stayed a few minutes longer.
Tyler was the first to peek his head out from under Ethan's bed, Checking
around before crawling all the way out. His heart was hammering in his chest,
and he was struggling to keep his breathing quiet. Mark finally edged his way
out of the closet, shuffling due to his obvious hard-on.
"Fuck. That was close." Mark whispered, settling back into the chair. He tilted
his head back, and all Tyler could think about was kissing his exposed throat.
He shook his head, clearing his mind before deciding to check that Ethan was
still asleep. He inched his way back to where he had been before being
interrupted, lube in hand. He put a generous amount on his index finger, slowly
working his finger into his boyfriend's ass. He pushed softly, just letting his
slick finger push into Ethan's asshole. After his finger got to the first
knuckle he stopped, slowly pulling it back out before going in again just a
little bit further. He ever so slowly kept working his blue boy open until he
had three fingers in his ass, gently fingering him. He could hear Mark gasping
shallowly behind him, trying not to turn around.
Ethan was grinding into the mattress, his eyebrows scrunching up and then
relaxing after few minutes. Tyler wiped his fingers off on his sweatpants
before pulling his pants down. He grabbed a condom from his bag, rolling it on
to his erection before slathering it with lube. Tyler finally heard Mark's soft
moans, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a handkerchief. He balled it
up and tossed it to his friend.
"Bite this." His voice was hoarse, trying to be quiet, but still wanting Mark
to hear him from across the room. Mark nodded shakily, Tyler almost positive
his face was beet red. He waited a moment longer before turning back to Ethan.
He rubbed his own erection a few times before finally positioning himself above
Ethan. Holding his breath, he slowly inched his cock into Ethan's tight
asshole. Once he was finally as far as he could go, he stopped, slowly letting
out his breath.
Kissing along Ethan's shoulder, he savors how soft Ethan is while he's asleep.
His breathing his deep, and his body is pliant under his large hands. He ran
one hand down Ethan's side, smirking at his sluggish response. Taking a few
more moments, Tyler finally began to move. Keeping his lip firmly between his
teeth, he pulled out until just the tip was in, before just as slowly pushing
back in. Tyler softly began fucking his boyfriend, slick sounds barely filling
the room. He could feel the heat building up in his stomach, trying to control
himself from fucking Ethan as hard as he could. But everything felt so good,
and Ethan was so soft and warm, and he could hear Mark's muffled moaning from
behind him. His hips began jerking, his lip nearly bleeding from how hard he
was trying to stop himself from making any noise.
As his hips began to stutter, he let his body rest a little heavier on his
boyfriends small body, groaning hoarsely into his ear as the chord inside him
snapped and he came quiet than he ever had before. It wasn't until he pulled
out, and he let go of Ethan's waist did he realize how tightly he had been
holding him. He would be more surprised if there weren't bruises the next day.
He pulled the condom gently, tying it and setting it in the trash bin near
Ethan's bed. Looking at Mark in the corner he was surprised to see his hand
still on the outside of his pants.
"You've got more self control than I thought." But Mark just shook his head,
letting the handkerchief fall from his mouth.
"I came in my pants like two minutes ago." His voice was shaky and Tyler
finally noticed how his limbs seemed to look like jelly. Tyler chuckled softly,
gently nudging Ethan back onto his back. His cock was softly dribbling precum,
a wet spot on both the bed and his navel.
"Pass me that hand cloth." Tyler just barely caught Mark's weak toss, folding
it carefully before placing it between Ethan's open lips. Wiggling his way down
Ethan's body, Tyler gently took Ethan's cock between his lips. He sucked on the
tip softly, kissing up and down Ethan's shaft, slowing down when Ethan brought
his hands to Tyler's curly hair. He seemed to still be mostly asleep, but was
finally starting to wake. The cloth in his mouth muffled his increasing moans
as Tyler sucked and bobbed his head down Ethan's dick, memorizing the way he
gripped Tyler's hair. He eventually needed to hold the blue haired boys'
jerking hips down. He pulled off, letting drool dribble down his chin instead
of making a popping sound. He wrapped his hand around Ethan, stroking him until
he came with a soft cry, settling gently back into a light slumber.
He grabbed the cloth from Ethan's mouth, wiping the warm cum from his hand and
Ethan's torso, before crawling off the bed. He pulled his pants up, refolding
the cloth before tossing it and the bottle of lube into his back pack. Tyler
listened to Mark tiptoe his way over to him as he pulled his shoes on,
surprised when Mark gently settled the blanket back over Ethan's naked body.
Tyler worked his window back open, urging Mark out before crawling down
himself. He pulled the window shut as best as he could before hopping onto the
ground and running with Mark back into the back yard. Tyler helped him over the
fence, looking back for just a moment before jumping the fence himself.
The boys walked home, slightly out of breath and shaking. Tyler walked Mark to
his front door, both pausing awkwardly. Tyler looked down at Mark, taking his
the flush still on his face, and his heavy breathing. Biting his own lip, Tyler
looked into Mark's dark eyes before just blurting out the first thing on his
mind.
"You wanna go on a date sometime?" Mark blinked at him for an eternity. With
each passing second Tyler felt his heart sinking, wondering if he had really
just messed up, when Mark started chuckling. The chuckling turned into soft
laughter, and soon Mark was doubled over, trying his hardest to be quiet. Tyler
felt his face heating up, worried Mark was genuinely laughing at him.
"I th-thought you'd nev-ver ask." Mark stood back up, holding his side and
smiling.
End Notes
     This is my first Tythan fic, and my first explicit smut fic, so
     please be gentle. Constructive criticism is gladly accepted.
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