We Don't Believe ✧ joshler [ON HOLD]

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Josh's eyes widened at first, surprised at the sudden move, but slowly, he closed his eyes and melted into the kiss, his hands finding their way to Tyler's waist. He held Tyler close, almost scared that he'd drift away, that he'd leave him.

Tyler had his arms wrapped around Josh's neck, deepening the kiss. A part of his mind was screaming that this was all wrong, completely wrong, and this could not be forgiven; while the other part was in a complete daze about how wow, Josh is a really good kisser, why didn't I do this sooner?

Their hands begin roaming each other's bodies, trying to feel every inch of one another. To be honest, Tyler had never done something like this with Jenna. Not when they were dating, not even when they got married or after they did. Tyler somehow always refused to have sex or make love to Jenna, and Jenna always seemed to respect that. And now, a sudden feeling of guilt settles down in Tyler's stomach, but the feeling of Josh on top of him now and the heated kiss, made all those thoughts go away in an instant, and he returned to his daze.

Tyler's shirt had found its way off Tyler, and was thrown to the floor along with Josh's. Josh kissed Tyler's neck fervently, also biting and sucking on the skin of his neck, leaving marks that would soon bloom into purplish, and reddish colored hickeys. Tyler moaned softly and tangled his hands in the boy's firetruck-red hair.

Let's just say that neither of them slept at all that night, too enticed with each other and their bodies.