Addicted To You

Pillow Talk

A/N: check out my tyshley video above. Aka a video I made before I knew how to make good videos at all😂 But it's still cute asf.

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Few words are spoken between the pair, the fact that the sex has effected their relationship more than obvious. Troian and Keegan are sitting right in front of them, causing Ashley to be more than thankful for that because they talk to her and Tyler and help with the awkward tension.

When Troian turns around for the millionth time, she notices that Ashley's hair is swept more to one side, revealing one large hickey.

What the fuck?! Troian thinks, eyes widening at the mark. "Spill. That hickey was not there when we got to the studios earlier! Did he plant one on you in the cab?" A shit eating grin is present on the brunette's face, Keegan turning around only to be wearing a matching one.

"Whoa! Up top, dude!" Keegan exclaims, high-fiving Tyler for what he did to Ashley. The blonde shoots them daggers, eyes narrowing with fire ablaze in them.

Damn Troian and her observant persona. It pisses Ashley off sometimes.

Rolling her eyes, she covers it back up with her hair, embarrassed by all the unwanted attention.

"So...are you two, like, together now?" Troi inquires, a perfectly shaped eyebrow quirking. The question gets both of their attention, eyes snapping straight to the woman in front of them.

"No. We're just friends." They say, almost in perfect unison. Ash turns her head to gaze at Ty, blushing at the way they think the same.

"Right." Keegan says in disbelief, shaking his head while turning back to the front.

"Keegan is just my friend and we don't suck neck." The brunette points out, not believing it either. But who could blame them? She then gets up and excuses herself to use the restroom, disappearing from their sight.

Ashley sighs, grabbing Tyler's hand and holding it, squeezing it for support. "We're crazy, aren't we." She quietly states, watching as the actor nods his head. There is no helping them, not when it comes to this. Yawning, the blonde lays her head down on Tyler's shoulder and allows her eyes to flutter shut, drifting off into a peaceful slumber.

Well, it was peaceful until a certain man waltzed into her dream like he owns the place. At least it's innocent, or she prays it'll stay that way. They're sitting on the couch, watching movies, until they end up with him on top of her and her hands fisted in his hair. It's sweaty, hot, wild, and needy. The perfect way to describe Ashley Benson and Tyler Blackburn.

Great, not only does he haunt her when she's awake, but now he haunts her when she's a fucking sleep too. That's exactly what she needs.

The dream is graphic, every detail accurate to a tee. Is it crazy that she's thought about it so many times that every detail is engraved in her mind for all of eternity?

Ash jolts awake after they finish up, slightly sweaty and turned on as hell from that dream that would leave anyone in need of ice cold water. Worry lines are present on his face at her sudden and sharp movement, his chocolate orbs on her. "Is everything okay?" He questions, able to read her almost too well.

"Yeah I'm fine...Just had a dream, that's all." She tries her hardest to not meet his intense gaze, aware that he'll be able to read right through her and know what's going on. I guess that's what happens when you fuck your best friend twice and allow him to see you horny as hell. On numerous occasions, actually. The actress swallows a lump in her throat, biting at her lower lip, causing Tyler to groan to himself.