In Love with a Lunatic (joshler)

30. PB&J*

Two chapters cause that last one was kinda short imo
(*smut)

Thursday
June 26

Tyler sighs, eyeing Josh up and down as he slips on a clean pair of boxers.

"You got a cute butt."

Josh smirks and turns to look at the small man on his bed, "Thank you."

Tyler smiles and crawls to his knees, "How was your shower?"

"Refreshing," the tall man sighs, leaning on his fists in front of his boyfriend and pecking his lips. "It's been a while since it's been just us."

"Yeah, it has."

"I like it every once in a while."

Tyler nods, "Me too."

"Is there anything you want to do tonight?"

"Hmm...I have an idea," Tyler mutters, sliding his hand to Josh's cheek.

Josh smirks and tilts his head to capture the man's lips. Tyler hums with a small giggle as Josh pushes him onto his back.

He pushes the stronger man suddenly, "Get off."

Josh backs up quickly, "You okay?"

"Mhm," he hums, standing up off Josh's bed. They stare at each other for a moment, before Tyler crosses his arms over his chest, looking up at the hockey player, "You gonna lay down or do I have to make you?"

Without a word, Josh lies back on the bed, an arm under his head, the other resting on his stomach. A small smirk rests on his face as he bites his lip.

"Wipe the smirk off your face," Tyler rolls his eyes in annoyance as he pulls down the man's boxers. Losing his own boxers, Tyler climbs onto the bed and up to Josh's head. He thinks for a moment before climbing back off and opening Josh's closet.

Josh looks at him, "What are you looking for?"

"A tie."

"They're in the dresser. Second drawer."

Shutting the door and walking over to the dresser, he finds a pile of ties. "It's so messy," he mutter. "Pick two colors."

"Uhh...red and blue."

Grabbing the two colored ties, as well as a purple one, he shuts the drawer again and climbs back on the bed, "Up."

Josh sits up and Tyler crawls behind him. Placing the blue tie over his eyes, he ties it behind his head and kisses him deeply as he pushes him onto his back again. He pulls away after a moment, "Hands."

Tying the man's wrists together with the red tie, Tyler slips his feet under Josh's triceps, the man's forearms resting on the brunette's thighs.

"God, you're fucking killing me," Josh breathes.

"Did I say you could speak?" Tyler asks, confused.

Josh gulps in response, making Tyler smirk. "If you need to breathe," Tyler mutters, placing a hand between Josh's, "squeeze my hand twice, okay?"

Tyler waits for some type of response and licks his lips when his hand is squeezed. Carefully sitting down on his boyfriend's face, he hums softly as the man's tongue wastes no time.

Leaning forward, he teasingly licks the tip of Josh's dick, making the man beneath him sigh. Lowering his head, he takes Josh into his throat, wrapping his free hand around what he can't fit. He pulls off with a gasp, moaning at the feeling below his waist. He sits up straight, pressing his fingertips gently into Josh's abdomen.