Discretion | Josh Dun

32| Exponential

Sadness and sickness has coursed itself through my body. In any case, I'm making up a lot of things with this chapter, so, here, have this huge chuck of my brain.

☼ Phoebe

          After dreams of hazy light blue skies with coffee coloured linings I was softly lulled from sleep with a soft, "Good morning."

"Mm." I hummed into Josh's shoulder, cuddling further into his embrace. "Goodnight." I replied with closed eyes.

The feeling of small kisses peppered my face and shoulders.

I hear him say, "Wake up."

"Wake up." He repeats.

I shake my head in refusal but that only entices him to come closer to me, burying his face over the crook of my neck. Josh begins to suck rose marks over my pale skin, softly grazing his tongue over the newly bruised skin. "Come on, Phoebe." I heard him whisper lowly against my skin. My eyes fly open from this new contact, my hands begin to entangle themselves in Josh's blue fluff. This simple action causes him to gasp in reaction. He leans a way, hovering above me.

"You look so good when you're underneath me." He comments absentmindedly, "You're so hot, Phoebe."

I stir in self-consciousness, but this fails to tear Joshua's eyes away from my body. He trails his large hand over my exposed waist, I squirm under his calloused touch against my soft skin but do not tell him to stop. I reach a hand over to the back of his blue head and bring him down passionately against me through the means of a kiss. Josh's body is able to envelop mine almost entirely, it was impossible to get anything in between both of us. His growing erection was present and pushing against the inside of my bare thighs. I'm gasping into his mouth and grasping the edges of his shirt, breathless from the closeness. He hums behind his lips and begins bringing his hands lower reaching towards the hem of my underwear and playing with it teasingly.

"Fuck, Josh." I say against his kiss which causes him to chuckle with satisfaction.

"Tell me, Phoebe" Josh shifts his hand lower and starts working his fingers roughly against me over my underwear. "How bad do you want it?" He whispered against my lips.

I'm unable to say anything due to the direct contact I was feeling which made him become more rough with impatience, "Phoebe?"

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          "Phoebe!" Josh exclaims suddenly, causing for me to roll out of the bed in shock with a loud thud.

"What, what!" I sit up quickly from the floor, shoving the bulky comforter that tangled with my limbs off of me. "What is it?"

"You good?" I heard his voice confused yet laced with laughter. Truth rippling through me as I realize that the scene previous was just a product of my dreaming imagination.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I blink sleep from my eyes and  pull myself into the large bed beside him. "It was just a dream."

His innocent gaze widens "Oh, Did you have a nightmare? Wanna talk about it?"

I feel my cheeks heat up, "No uh, it wasn't a nightmare." I turn away from Josh's brown gaze.

He tilted his head to the side, sky blue curls of gracefully shifting as he looked at me with amusement, "What was it then?"