Sex and the City

"You wanna go out to the bars after?" Tyler asked Kate from across the table.

Kate shook her head eagerly.

"Yes!" She loved going out.

The waitress came around the corner and placed the check on the table. Tyler immediately snatched it off the table.

"Tylerrr.." Kate said.

He smiled and put his hand up, refusing to let her feel bad for him paying each time. She had the means to pay enough for both of their dishes, but he chose to pay for her meal on each of the three dates they had been on. She appreciated the gentlemanly gesture, but still always felt bad. Kate checked her phone and saw a text from Stassi. Kate passed the phone to Tyler, showing him the time and club that Stassi had just texted her. He nodded, indicating that he was okay with the venue. They got up from the table, and walked out of the restaurant. The valet attendant saw Tyler and immediately ran to get his car. Within a minute, Tyler's Maserati pulled up to the curb. Tyler opened the passenger door for Kate as the valet guy hopped out of the car. Tyler tipped the attendant and zoomed off in his flashy sports car. After a few blocks of light traffic, they arrived at their destination. He pulled up to to the club and tossed the keys to the valet person there. Kate stepped out of the shiny car, and Tyler led her into the club. Stassi, Chace, and Ed were all standing inside together when the pair arrived. The group was led to a wall covered in the club's name, as well as various sponsor's logos. They posed together in front of the photographers, and then continued inside.

A few hours later, the group was well into their usual party mode. They were all clearly intoxicated, and loving every minute of it. Kate was busy whispering into Stassi's ear, filling her best friend in on all the details of her third date with Tyler, when her phone started buzzing. She looked down and saw Sam Wisner on the caller ID. She answered the phone, while covering her other ear.

"SAMMY!!" She yelled into the phone.

"KK what's up girl?!" Sam answered back.

"Yo, my boy told me that you guys are at the same place as him. I'm headed there now!" Sam continued.

"No way! I didn't know you were in town!! ...Well when you get here, come sit at my table!" Kate yelled back, drunkenly.

Sam was a good friend of her's from high school. Since the two had graduated, he had become a WASPy white-boy rapper, with the stage name of "Sammy Adams."

Within a few minutes, Sam had arrived. After catching up with his classmates; Kate, Stassi, and Chace, Sam introduced himself to the rest of the group. Tyler and Sam had a weird bromance connection almost immediately- maybe because they were big fans of each other. Either way, Kate found it pretty amusing. Sam insisted on ordering more and more bottle service for the table, causing everybody to feel obligated to continue to drink (not that it ever took much convincing to get them to drink more). Tyler was especially drunk, and was trying to make out with Kate in front of everybody. She had to keep pushing him off as her brother occasionally looked over at them. She didn't want her brother to know that she had been cozying up to Tyler, and it was getting harder and harder to keep the whole thing under wraps.

"Let's go home" Kate said into Tyler's ear.

She had a habit of whispering really close to people's ears when she was drunk. Tyler noticeably perked up, like an eager puppy awaiting a treat. Without wasting a moment, Tyler sprung up from his seat, and pulled Kate up. They said goodbye to their friends, and Tyler grabbed Kate's hand as he led her out of the club. On the other side of the exit was a whole group of paparazzi. Kate felt claustrophobic from the large group of photographers towering over her with her large cameras pointed at her and Tyler. Tyler felt bad for her, because she looked so small, and helpless- unable to physically defend herself and make them back up. He put his arm around her, pulling her close, and held his other arm out in front of them. The gang of paparazzi stepped back a few feet, thanks to Tyler. The lightbulbs flashed as the men behind the cameras shouted at the two. They finally reached the doors of their building, and ran inside. The elevator felt like a safe haven, as the steel doors shut out the chaos behind them. Kate could feel Tyler's eyes watching her, almost as if she were his prey. She knew he was thinking about how to get her in his bed. Truthfully, he wasn't going to have to do much to get her to sleep with him. Kate stumbled her first few steps off the elevator, and stopped to take off her heels. She sighed as she stepped out of them, feeling much relief. They reached his front door first, and Tyler struggled to get the key in the door.

"Man, Segs, do you always have this much trouble getting it in?" Kate asked, while giggling through her words.

She thought she was hilarious, and she was. He bent over, stopping to laugh for a few seconds. He looked at her, still amazed that a high society girl could behave so wildly. He liked it. The door finally opened, and Kate threw her arms up.

"Finally!" she yelled out, dramatically, as she passed through the doorway.

Kate stopped, waiting for him as he locked the door behind them. Tyler turned around, and checked her out. She laughed at his blatant disregard for subtly. He walked up to her, and leaned down. She was much shorter without her heels on, so he wasn't used to bending down so far. He kissed her, and shoved her up against the wall. Kate kissed him back, while wrapping her arms around him. Her hands ran over his shirt, moving from his broad shoulders, to his messy brown hair. She stood on her tippy toes as she grabbed his hair playfully. He bit her bottom lip and pushed himself harder up against her. She loved how aggressive he was. She could tell he was going to be rough in bed, and she was looking forward to being thrown around by a gorgeous pro athlete for the rest of the night. Kate pushed him off of her, taking a well needed deep breath of air. She looked at him, with the same look of desire that he had given her.

"Let's go upstairs before somebody comes home." Kate said to him.

Tyler nodded, and Kate headed towards the stairs. Tyler ran up behind her, throwing her small frame over his shoulder. He went up the stairs, two at a time. Kate laughed, knowing that he was in a rush to get her up the stairs. He walked through the open door to his bedroom, and threw her down onto his bed. She let out a giggle, and he climbed on top of her slowly. He paused for a minute, looking at her. He made her feel like every inch of her was worth staring at. He made her feel insanely sexy. He began kissing her again, and then took off his shirt. She couldn't help but stare at his insane abs in awe. He laughed, loving when girls gave him that reaction. Tyler pulled Kate's sheer black tank top, un-tucking it from her black leather mini skirt that she was wearing. He pulled it over her head, only leaving her lacy bra to cover her chest. She sat up, unzipping her skirt and pulled it off. Tyler quickly threw his shorts off, and sat in his boxers, waiting for her to make the next move. She crawled on top of his lap, and straddled him. Tyler ran his hands up and down her body, grabbing her hair and her big boobs. They both breathed heavily, excited for what was finally happening. Kate could feel his dick growing harder and larger as it pressed up against her crotch.

"Fuck me" she breathed, inbetween kisses.

Tyler grabbed her butt and then pulled down her underwear. He smoothly flipped her on to her back again as he held himself up on top of her. He pulled down his boxers and let his boner spring free. Kate looked at his impressive dick, and next thing she knew, he had slid it inside of her. She let out a moan instantly, as he filled her. Tyler reached his head down and kissed her as he thrusted hard into her.

Kate groaned as she rolled over, away from the sunlight coming in through the windows. She felt the bed move slightly, and opened her eyes. Her heart stopped for a second when she saw Tyler inches away from her. She had forgotten for a second that they had finally slept together last night. Tyler smiled when he saw her looking back at him. He looked happy to see her. But for some reason, Kate sat up, feeling like she should excuse herself.

"Where are you going?" Tyler groggily asked, while running his hand along the side of his face.

Kate looked back at him, surprised.

"I just… thought I should go…" Kate said, quietly.

She assumed that he would kick her to the curb like he did to all his other conquests. Tyler sat up, and ran his hand along her bony spine. They were both still naked from the night before.

"No. Stay here." he commanded.

Kate felt his hand go from her back, around the front to her stomach. He rubbed her flat tummy, tickling her. Tyler's hand continued further south as he pulled himself closer to her. Kate let out a laugh and lied back down. She knew they were about to have a repeat of last night's events. And they did.

Tyler exhaled while grinning. He laid back down on his side of the bed.

"Shit…" he started, looking over at Kate.

"You sure do know what you're doing…" he said, finishing his thought.

Kate laughed.

"You're pretty good yourself." She admitted.

Kate got up from the comfort of his sheets, and sat at the edge of the bed while looking for her clothes. Tyler couldn't help but take another peak at her. He didn't want her to ever leave his bed. Kate spotted her underwear and got up. Tyler watched as she slowly walked over to her pile of clothes. She faced him as she slid on her clothes, garment by garment. She liked teasing him like that.

"I've gotta go feed Buoy." Kate told him while pulling her shirt down over her big boobs.

"Alright." Tyler responded, sounding disappointed.

"You should feed your dog too." Kate said, motioning to Tyler's new chocolate lab puppy.

She bent down, and pet the puppy on the head.

"Bye Marshall." she said.

She turned around to the boy still in his bed.

"Bye Tyler." she said, charmingly.

Kate began tip toe-ing down the stairs when she heard clapping. She saw Freddy, Brandon, and Sam sitting around the couch, smoking. She blushed, ashamed that she had an audience for her walk of shame. She laughed off her friends' jokes and comments. Sam got up from the couch, saying bye to his new friends. Kate was still unsure as to why Sam was sleeping at their apartment in the first place. The two of them quietly came through the front door, trying not to wake whoever was in her apartment. Kate's apartment was always the last stop for her group of friends, and people often passed out there. All her friends new that she had an open door policy, and were always welcome to spend the night. But in times like these, Kate wished that maybe there wasn't always multiple guests in her home.

Ed turned around abruptly, wondering who was coming through the door. Everybody thought that Kate was asleep upstairs. They had all returned to her place later in the night, and Stassi had gone up to sleep in the bed with her. Stassi passed out before she even had the chance to yell down that Kate wasn't there. Ed smirked, when he saw Kate and Sam doing the walk of shame.

"I didn't sleep with Sam…" Kate explained.

Ed nodded his head, sarcastically. He didn't believe her.

"She may not have slept with me but she sure as hell fucked Seguin." Sam laughed.

Kate turned around, and slapped his arm. She shot him a look, letting him know to shut up immediately. But it was too late, because Sam's words had already escaped his mouth. Kate walked up to Ed, pleading for him not to tell her older brother just yet. Thankfully, Ed agreed. Kate hugged him and ran upstairs. Sam and Ed exchanged amused looks with each other, and then Sam followed Kate up the stairs. The two old friends reached the top of the stair case, and saw Stassi passed out in Kate's bed. This was a familiar sight for them.

Kate got out of the shower, and wrapped a fluffy white monogrammed towel around her. She was enjoying the peace and quiet of the apartment, since everybody had finally cleared out. She was pretty wiped out from the night before, and was not planning on going out later that night. She grabbed a comfy t-shirt that read "VARSITY SOCCER" across the front of it, and "CAPTAIN" printed along the back. She pulled on one of her many pairs of Nike running shorts, and then went downstairs. She was packing a bowl in hopes of relaxing, when the doorbell rang. Kate contemplated not answering it for a second, but found herself walking over anyways.

"Hey" Tyler said, standing in the doorway.

"Hey" Kate said back, smiling.

He loved how she was almost always smiling. Something about her smile was contagious, too.

"Can I come in?" Tyler asked, already walking through.

"Oh sure! Just walk through!" Kate yelled sarcastically. She didn't actually mind that he had just invited himself in.

Tyler walked over to the couch, and made himself at home. He had been inviting himself over daily ever since they met. Kate turned on the TV and took the first hit out of the bowl. She coughed briefly, and handed it to Tyler. He took a big hit out of it, and exhaled. They passed the bowl back and forth between the two of them for a little while.

Kate grabbed one of the cream and orange Hermes blankets behind her, and unfolded it in front of her.

"You want some?" she asked Tyler, holding the blanket up.

He nodded, and she scooted closer to him. He grabbed the other end of it, and covered part of himself with it. Kate leaned into him, resting her head on his chest. He reached his arm around her, and pulled her in closer.

"Be my girlfriend" he whispered into her ear.

She lifted her head up, off of his chest and looked into his eyes.

"No. You're not the boyfriend type…"

"I can be. I want to be. Let me be…" he begged her.

"Tyler." she said, looking away.

"Please. Don't act like you don't want to be."

She looked back at him, a smile spreading slowly across her face.

"Fine," she gave in, but he could see it in her bright eyes that she was more into the idea than she led on.

"Fine, what?" he asked, forcing her to say it aloud.

"Fine, I'll be your girlfriend."

"Completely all in?"

"Yeah," she said, with her tone become increasingly more happy.

"Can I tell everyone?" he asked.

"Yes" she answered.

"So no more Ashton?" he asked, his voice sounded full of hope.

"No more skanks?" she asked back.

"Deal." he agreed.

"Deal." she repeated.

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