I'm Not Blurry [Joshler]

Ride (Smut Warning)

A/N
Haha get it??? RIDE. HE'S GOING TO HAVE A RIDE. I'M SO FUCKING CLEVER (not)

Welp this chapter is dedicated to everyone that has helped me start up this book; (or at least read the first few chapters)

archery1232

fobsessedhowell

Ava_The_Shipper

heavy-dirty-souI

_Onision

|-/ why did he do it? \-|

Josh's lips crashed into another pair, fitting into Tyler's lips perfectly, as he had done many times before.

But this time seemed different. This wasn't Tyler. Tyler was warm, sweet, and he'd giggle when Josh lightly put his fingers on his torso.

This Tyler, Blurryface, was cold. He didn't laugh, he was just sexy as hell. And that's probably why Josh couldn't stop.

"Kiss me more." Blurry licked Josh's bottom lip, asking for entrance, but Josh refused that part. He thought french kissing was disgusting.

"You know you want me." Blurry whispered.

"I want Tyler." Josh looked at Blurry, his eyes saddened.

Blurry leaned down and kissed Josh, his eyelashes fluttering against Josh's nose. "Why do you need Tyler, when his body is right here?" Blurry put his hand down on Josh's crotch, rubbing in a slutty way.

Josh couldn't help but moan. "Ty-blurry"

"Don't call me Tyler." Blurryface's grip tightened, and Josh moaned again.

"O-okay" He panted.

Blurryface leaned down to unzip Josh's pants and tugged them off harshly, leaving a vulnerable Josh in his underwear.

"Damn." Blurryface looked up and smiled a grisly smile at Josh. "Excited, much?"

"Shut up and just do it."

Blurryface pulled down Josh's underwear to reveal his big cock.

"Fuck me." Blurry demanded, and stripped down to nothing.

Josh looked intensely at Blurry. Did he really want to do this?

|-/ you don't get all of the smut, if you wanted good smut go read something else lmao \-|

Blurryface stood over the naked Josh, putting his hand on the taller man's bicep. Memories of last night flooded in, and Blurry smirked sullenly. "Good work, Spooky Jim."

"T-tyler, baby come here." Josh's voice was drenched in the grogginess of sleep.

Blurryface had something behind his back, and the scene was oh so familiar to him. But not to the victim. Never to the victim.

Blurryface leaned forward, brushing his eyelashes against Josh's cheek. "Tyler will miss you. But you were a nice fuck. Sayonara."

And with that, Blurryface gently carved his way into Josh's chest with the knife, not making any of the normal incisions that he usually would've made. Just the heart. The place where emotion was supposedly felt the most. He did this not only because Tyler had a connection to him, but because Blurryface now did too.

And he would remember him forever.