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me the whole time i was writing bc i have no experience in bdsm
also sry for the long wait lol
also also i'm writing this on my phone so excuse any typos
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Tyler pushed off the door frame, walking closer to Josh. "You wanna pick your safeword?"
Josh blinked. "Uh, sure. What should it be?"
"I don't care, as long as it's something stupidly random. It could be your stripper name, for all I care." Tyler shrugged.
Josh thought about it for a second, deciding to swing with the 'street you grew up on'. "Butternut, I guess." (a/n: creds to @andrewfisher109 for safe word)
Tyler chuckled. "That'll do."
Josh glanced down at the disappearing space between them, nerves setting in. Tyler noticed, and he stepped even closer, cupping the blue-haired man's face.
"Don't worry," Tyler said. "I won't do anything you don't want to do. Plus, you know your safe word. I'll stop instantly if you say it."
Josh nodded, swallowing nervously. "O-Okay."
Tyler smiled, before leaning in and pressing a chaste kiss to Josh's lips. Josh reciprocated, hands going to set loosely on Tyler's hips. The kiss started out slow and sweet, but it quickly evolved into a hot, demanding one.
Josh whined needily, tugging at Tyler's clothes. Tyler smirked into the kiss, beginning to push Josh to the bed; without breaking the kiss. Josh stumbled to keep up. When his legs bumped against the edge of the huge bed, Tyler pulled away and pushed Josh down onto the bed, not wasting any time in crawling over the other.
Josh panted softly, starting to try and pull off Tyler's blazer. Tyler paid no attention to his struggles, only bent down to press another sloppy kiss to his lips.
"Stop teasing," Josh groaned when Tyler pulled away again. "I did not get kidnapped for you to do this to me."
Tyler chuckled, and pulled Josh up to a sitting position by the baby blue collar. Josh went like a plush toy, waiting for anything Tyler would do with enthusiasm.
Tyler leaned down, to press a soft kiss to Josh's pulse point. "Learn to be patient, baby," he murmured. "I promise I'll make you feel good."
Then he was tugging at Josh's shirt, and Josh pulled it off in one fluid motion. Tyler pushed him back down, starting to suck bruises into his neck. Josh gasped, baring his neck in submission and closing his eyes.
Tyler began to make his way down Josh's exposed body, leaving purple bruises in his trail down. By the time he got to the tent in Josh's sweatpants, Josh was squirming and making little squeals of encouragement, hips shifting in a search for friction that was not there.
