playboy | joshler ✓

- twenty nine -

idk if you knew already but there's gonna be lotsa kinky asf stuff i'm warning you now so it doesn't like shock you when you read it later

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"What are you doing here?" Josh demanded, whispering loudly.

Tyler tilted his head. "Checking up on my babyboy, what else?"

Josh yanked the collar and the picture out of his hoodie, shoving them at Tyler. "I could've gotten fired for this."

"My dad would've given me hell if he found your gifts," Tyler easily retorted. He smoothed out the picture, and grinned. "Man, you looked fucking gorgeous that night."

Josh felt his face heat up. "Shut up," he squeaked. "You should be glad I'm not calling security on you."

Tyler snorted. "Right, call security on me. They can't protect you at your apartment, now, can they?"

"I'll call Audrey," Josh threatened. "She can protect me."

"Do you want me to stop, then?" Tyler asked, innocently. Both of them knew the answer, and it annoyed Josh immensely.

Instead of answering, Josh crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not going to do anything with you until I see proof that you divorced Jenna." Josh's mouth almost popped open from surprised when Tyler pulled a folded paper out from the inside of his blazer. He waved it around, in front of Josh's face.

"As of this day, I am not married to Jenna Black anymore." Tyler said ceremoniously.

Josh snatched the paper from Tyler's hand, unfolding it and reading through it. What Tyler said was true; the document indicated that Tyler Joseph and Jenna Black were not together anymore. Josh folded it back up, slowly, considering his choices. He could try to make a run for it, if he managed to get past Tyler.

Tyler, as if reading his mind, leaned against the door again. "I'll catch you if you run," he warned.

Idea springing into his head, Josh smiled sweetly up at Tyler. He reached out, to hand the document back to Tyler. Then, Josh let it drop; Tyler reached down for it automatically, and Josh seized his chance. He slipped past Tyler, yanked the door open, and sprinted out.

Luckily, the hallway was empty, giving Josh a chance to actually run to the main lobby again. Once he got there, it'd be full enough to get lost in the crowd. There, he'd be able to hide from Tyler. It wasn't that Josh wanted Tyler to leave him alone, it was just that Josh didn't want to face the punishment Tyler surely had heading his way.

Maybe if he avoided Tyler long enough, Tyler's annoyance would fade away. Entering the lobby, Josh dove into the crowds of people. He fought his way through, trying to make it to the door before Tyler caught him. He hadn't looked back, and wasn't really planning to until he got to his apartment. He'll just call his boss when he gets home and tell her that he wasn't feeling good.

Josh's plan was going wonderfully, up until he tried to get out the door. Right when he tried to reach for the handle of the door, somebody grabbed him again from behind - exactly like the first time. Josh cried out in surprise, kicking his legs to try and get away. Unfortunately, whoever grabbed him had a tight hold on him; Josh was trapped.

"You aren't getting away from me so easily this time," Tyler chuckled. He pushed the door open, still carrying Josh.

"Wait, wait, wait! I promise I'll stop!" Josh shouted, not caring about the looks they were getting.

"Too late for apologies, babyboy." Tyler said. His chauffeur opened the back door of the car, and Tyler pushed Josh in.

Now knowing that there was no way out, Josh collapsed on the leather seat, unsure of what to do. His attempt to get away had failed, and now he had no other options.

Tyler sat down as well, and the car door slammed shut. The car began to move. He reached up to his tie and loosened it, laughing softly. After slipping the tie loose from around his neck, he unbuttoned the first two buttons on his button-up shirt. "You're fast," he commented.

Josh said nothing, mind reeling with excitement and dread.

"Almost got away," Tyler added. He chuckled again. "You should've thought your plan through, kitten."

Josh swallowed nervously, and he bit his lower lip when Tyler set a hand on Josh's upper thigh.

"Besides, it's silly of you to think you'll get out of a punishment so easily," Tyler whispered, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Josh's pulse point.

Josh was starting to feel hot, and he shifted in his seat.

Tyler then began to rub the inside of Josh's thigh, touch soft and teasing. Josh's breathing turned irregular, and a heat began to grow between his legs.

Suddenly, the touch was gone and Tyler said, "To the apartments, Jonathan, please."

The driver nodded, gaze staying pointedly on the street in front of him. Tyler then pressed something into Josh's hand, and Josh looked down to see the blue collar. He glanced up at Tyler, who winked and turned back to look out the window.

Josh looked back down at the collar, and his hand closed around it. It was going to be a long drive.