there are no words for this

Prologue

This fic takes place in the future, beginning sometime around 2018.

"There," Josh says dramatically as he flings open the door to their new bedroom.

"The most important room in the house," Tyler says dryly.

"That and the kitchen," Josh says, completely missing Tyler's sarcasm.

Tyler rolls his eyes as he pulls his shirt off. "You're such a guy."

"You're not exactly a lady," Josh says, words lacking heat as he traces Tyler's body with his eyes.

"C'mon, shirt off," Tyler says, stepping closer. Josh grins at him as he yanks his shirt off over his head. He then sidles up to Tyler, pressing their hips together.

"Hey," Josh says, pressing a quick kiss to Tyler's lips.

"Hey," Tyler agrees, returning it.

Their quick kiss turns into something not so quick, and suddenly their hips are thrusting against each other. Tyler drags Josh to their new bed, pushing him down and climbing on top of him.

"Hey," Josh says again, much more breathlessly this time. His head is thrown back against a pillow, mocha eyes looking pleased as Tyler straddles his hips.

Tyler kisses him again.

They work their jeans off each other, fingers nimble from practice. Tyler can feel Josh getting harder by the second, and he thrusts down a little, his ass giving Josh friction. Josh whines, hips jerking up.

"Lube?" Josh asks, panting a little. Tyler nods, pulling a packet from his discarded jeans. He hands it to Josh, who rips it open and squeezes the lube onto his palm, warming it up with his fingers.

Tyler lies down on Josh's chest, and they kiss again as Josh brings his hands around. He cups Tyler's ass, pulling him closer before gently pressing a lube-slick finger into Tyler. Tyler groans a little into Josh's mouth as he's slowly opened up.

Josh presses butterfly-light kisses to Tyler's jaw as his fingers gently work Tyler open. They get up to only two fingers before Tyler gets too impatient.

"I'm good, I'm good," Tyler says when Josh opens his mouth to protest. Josh sighs as Tyler repositions himself, and then moans as Tyler guides himself onto Josh.

"Fuck," Josh says, looking almost startled. Tyler smirks down at him a little. He's cut off when Josh thrusts up, a moan startled out of him.

"Oh," Tyler murmurs. He bends down to kiss Josh again, and their teeth nip and clack together as their thrusts grow more and more frantic. Tyler's moving down as Josh's hips jerk up, and they're meeting every time.

Tyler's starting to shake above Josh, and quickly, hardly breaking their rhythm, Josh rolls them over. He presses them both to the bed, hand between them leisurely jerking Tyler off.

"Shoot, shit," Tyler mutters, hands going up to Josh's hair, pulling him down for a kiss. They exchange a few kisses, each becoming more and more frantic before Josh groans into Tyler's mouth, a certain tell that he's close.

Tyler pulls back a little and watches happily as Josh comes. Josh's eyes flutter shut and his mouth drops open with a groan of pleasure. His fists clench, and he grits his teeth and grunts through the aftershocks. Just the sight has Tyler coming as well. He manages to keep his eyes open, something he taught himself after realizing how much he likes watching his boyfriend come.

They lie there for a moment, panting as they enjoy a peacefulness that follows an orgasm.

"Hey," Tyler says softly, pressing a kiss to the top of Josh's head. Josh looks up, eyes looking orgasm-stupid and pleased.

"Hey," he says, giving Tyler a gentle kiss. Josh shifts, and Tyler can feel Josh's come leak out from his ass a little and drip down, which is something that will never stop being weird. It's okay though, especially considering how much Josh loves not using a condom.

Tyler looks up to see Josh watching him carefully as he starts to pull out. "It doesn't hurt, J," he says. Honestly, it doesn't. Tyler's bottomed enough that he doesn't really need to be stretched anymore.

Once Josh pulls out, he settles down next to Tyler, bodies facing each other. He wraps his arms around Tyler's shoulders, intertwining their legs.

"I've been thinking," Josh begins.

"Imagine that," Tyler can't help but interject.

Josh mock-glares at him. "I've been thinking," he says again, looking nervous, "about having a kid."

Tyler blinks. "You don't have to decide right now," Josh rushes to say. "When you're ready."

"...okay," Tyler says, feeling a little thrown-off.

"Okay?" Josh asks.

"Okay," Tyler agrees.

They press their foreheads together and fall asleep.

"All right," Tyler says to Josh a few days later. It's apropos of nothing, but Josh breaks out into a grin, knowing exactly what he's talking about.

"Really?" he asks, practically laughing with joy.

"Yeah, really," Tyler tells him. Josh leans in, and they share a long, warm kiss.

"I love you," Josh tells him.

"I love you too," Tyler replies softly.

Josh's eyes suddenly darken mischievously. "C'mon," he says, tugging Tyler in the direction of their bedroom. "Let's get started right now."

"I don't have a uterus, Josh," Tyler tries to explain, but loses track of his thoughts pretty quickly.

The first chapter is smut. That probably bodes for something, doesn't it?