Discretion | Josh Dun

34| Two Young Lovers

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☼ Phoebe

"C'mon Phoebe." He pulled me along, trying to keep me steady as I crashed sloppily into him once more.

"I knew it." I hiccuped, pushing a few stay hairs out of my face. "You were trying to get me drunk." I point at the blue-haired boy accusingly.

Josh's mouth opens wide with surprise as he begins to defend himself. "That's not true! I cut you off at three glasses and you distracted me while you took mine." He sat me in the grass to remove my heels that had completely rendered me from walking. "and pretty much the rest of the bottle."

"It's not my fault you were staring at my cleavage." I slurred with a smile, watching him blush a rose shade of pink. "It was like taking alcohol from a baby."

He scooped me into his arms, and carried me to his parked car along the trees. He sat me in the leather seat, making sure I was buckled in, before making his way around to the drivers side. "I think you may be a little too waisted for me to just drop off at Tyler's." he thought out loud to himself.

"Oooooh dang!" I raised an eyebrow. "Are you gonna take me to bed?"

"Phoebe don't suggest such things unless you want me to take you up on that offer." He shook his head with a small smile as he continued to look around in his car.

"What if I do want you to take me up on that offer?" I looked to him as seductively as possible, playing with the slit of my dress.

"You're far too gone to be making such rash decisions." He says honestly, "Have you seen my keys?" Josh asks in frustration.

"I don't know, did you leave them out by the table?" I ask curiously.

"Huh." He hummed silently and got out the car once again, walking up to the small lit area.

I took the opportunity to slip out of the car as well, sitting patiently on top of Josh's trunk. Playing with my dress while I waited for him to come back. Within a few minutes a much more flustered looking Josh walks in my direction, looking slightly confused.

"Did you find them?" I ask the boy innocently.

Pouting, he shakes his head. "No."

Josh's golden eyes hold mine for a silent moment, causing a wicked smile to stretch it's way across my face. "You have them, don't you?"He steps a little closer to me, reaching his right hand out in my direction. "Give them to me, Phoebe." He chuckled through his words.

Tipsy, I shake my head. "No."

"Come on, babe." Leaves crunch underneath Josh, the moon lights up his face gracefully as he steps closer to the car. His puffy stomach brushing my knees. "Stop being a brat."

I bite my bottom lip trying to contain the tipsy giggles at the back of my throat. "Why don't you make me?" My hands trail the smoothness of his dress shirt, reaching for his shoulder and the back of his neck. "How badly do you want them?" Slowly and tenderly, I bring Josh to stand in between either of my knees. This face is tilted up so he can see my face clearly. Josh's freckles seeming as they adorn his face handsomely, his powder-blue hair looking pale as a ghost underneath the moon light.

Before he could say anything further, I pressed my lips down softly between Josh's. He doesn't protest, cupping his hands around my waist, bringing me more towards the edge of the car. My hands find his cheeks, encouraging him to deepen the kiss with a smooth lick over the slit that hid his tongue. His soft lips open against mine, allowing the wine that infuses the kiss to swirl between each of our mouths as the kiss continues to go on.