Josh A/ Jake Hill One Shots

"You're not a top." "Wanna bet?"

"I'm not that short man. I'm only like 4 inches shorter than you!", Josh exclaims. The two have been arguing like this for the past 30 minutes, from the moment they finished tonight's mark to now, in their hotel elevator.

I'm literally looking down on you right now,... just as I was last night." Jake ran a slender hand through his hair, a smirk of satisfaction of his face. Little did he know, it would be short lived.

Josh laughs, a small high-pitched giggle. Jake may have been on top, but he wasn't the one dolling out the head.

"You have an illusion of control, pretty boy. When will you accept that I'm truly superior when it comes to sucking dick? You were like putty in my hands". Josh gestures with his fingers to show his point.

"The only illusion here is yours, thinking you're the top in this relationship". As soon as Jake says it he knows he's made the wrong move. Oh shit.

Too late.

Josh stares. "What the fuck did you just say to me?", his voice quiet and dangerous with anger.

But there's also a wicked smile on his face. A lilt of mischief in his eyes. Jake is gonna pay for that. He just sacrificed his healthy sleep schedule. It's gonna be a long night.

"You just don't know when to shut up, do you."

Josh pushes Jake up against the mirrored wall of the elevator, fists curled in his shirt. It's sure to wrinkle. He doesn't care. He kisses Jake roughly, a sound of surprise and sudden pleasure coming from the taller boy. Jake's hands come to rest in Josh's hair, tugging on it a little when Josh reaches down palm him through his jeans. Almost as soon as he starts giving Jake that friction, he stops. Jake whines at the loss of contact, muffled by the other mouth on his. Josh breaks their kiss for a moment, leaning in close to whisper darkly in Jake's ear.

"Oh you like that huh? You like it when I touch you there?", Josh's hot breath brushing across Jake's cheek and ear.

Jake quickly nods and mumbles "m'hmm", his eyes closed.

Josh continues, his words a little slurred from kissing and sucking on Jake's ear lobe as he talks.
"What was that you were saying? That I'm... inferior? No,.. that wasn't it. Oh, yes. That I'm a bottom. That you're a top. Well. Your girl can probably fuck you good.
But... " Josh stops for just a moment and stares at Jake, a lust in his eyes. "oh, baby boy..
I'll fuck you better."

Josh's hands abandon Jake's shirt, moving instead to his hips; pulling him closer still. In that time Jake had found his confidence again, kissing back. He puts up a pretty good fight, but his mind stops, just loses all concentration when a sudden roll of Josh's hips rubs against his in just the right way. Their mouths part for a moment, just enough time for the two to breathe and for Jake to let out a whimper of pleasure. Their kiss resumes, the blond quickly dominating again, his tongue finding its way in. Jake moans a little at the new sensation. Josh explores this wet new world, committing it to memory. He deepens the kiss further, sucking and biting Jake's bottom lip.

Josh breaks the kiss, his chest heaving. He'd forgotten to breathe, but he'd suffocate daily if it meant he'd get to see Jake this distraught. The normally well-kept, smart-talking boy was reduced to a pair of blushing cheeks, bruising lips, and tousled hair.

The elevator doors open, their high-rise coming into view. Josh backs away from Jake, taking his hand and dragging him through the threshold. The doors close behind them.

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Hello! This is just the product of my never-ending horniness combined with immense boredom. There will be a part 2.