Tyrant

Chapter 1

A/N: Heya Fruity Pebbles!
Sorry it's late and my brain stopped working hours ago. Lol
Now this is a new dark and sexy story I'm trying out. It's been an idea for a while now, but I didn't have time. But then I was like the heck with all that and here we are.

Enjoy!
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Tyler has always been the Lone Wolf type. He talked to very few people outside of his family. And even with them was sparingly. He just enjoyed his solitude while he also felt awkward around people. So he just stayed to himself. It worked out for his line of work as an artist. Buyers loved the starving lonely artist bit. Although Tyler was far from either, but you gotta play the game to get ahead.

Tyler would sell his artwork thanks to the help of his only friend and manager Mark. He also played gigs in the local clubs on the weekends. That's where he met HIM. Mr. Wonderful himself. It seemed almost magical. He was singing in a club in a rather fancy part of town. It was his first really big show, not to say that he didn't value his other shows. But this was big.

So there he was on stage in his blue tux because the club had a dress code. You know it's fancy when they have a dress code. He was singing one of many songs he had written at the piano. The crowd was loving it, but one patron in particular took great interest in the singer and not the songs.

Tyler had found himself blushing deeply from his strong glare alone. It was hard to concentrate, but he managed to finish the set. Everyone clapped and he took his bows. Once he went to get a drink from the bar is when Mr. Wonderful made his move.

“Hello my name’s Brendon. And what’s yours my little songbird?” Brendon smiled as kissed Tyler’s hand.

The phone ringing brought Tyler from his daydream. He ran from his current painting to pick up his cell. There was only two people that called him regularly and it wasn't his mom, not this time.

“Hello my little songbird how you doing? I wasn't interrupting anything was I?” Brendon said through the phone. Tyler blushed at the nickname he chose for him.

“Hey honey, I'm fine. And no I was just putting the finishing touches on the painting you wanted. I can drop it off tomorrow morning if you're not busy.” Tyler said happily as he wiped the excess paint from his hands.

“How about I come pick it up tonight and we can celebrate.” Brendon offered.

“Sure, where will we go?” Tyler giggled with excitement. Dates with Brendon never gets old, even though they’ve been nearly inseparable since that night about six months ago.

“You let me worry about that. All I want is for my pretty little songbird is to wear that nice blue tux for tonight. Can you that for me?” Brendon told him. Tyler loved when he took charge of every little situation, it gave him a break for once. He may like his life, but being alone meant doing everything yourself. Well it did, before he met his Mr. Wonderful.

“Well whatever Brendon wants, he gets right?” Tyler joked as he leaned against the wall.

“Damn right I do. And what I want is my Tyler looking all dolled up for me tonight got it?” Brendon giggled.

“Yeah I got…..bye Brendon.” Tyler smiled into the phone.

“Until tonight songbird.” Brendon blew a kiss into the phone before he hung up. Tyler bit his lip as he thought about what tonight would entail. While they have been close, they have yet to go all the way.  Tyler had been more than ready for a while, but Brendon wanted to wait until they were deeply in love. He didn't wanna “cheapen” their relationship with a quick fuck. Tyler had to admit he was right. He liked getting to know him on a deeper level first. So when they do it'll be even more special.