there are no words for this

97 Days

August 8th, 2019

"You two have been really on edge lately," Ashley notes.

"Have not," Tyler mumbles as he collapses on the sofa.

"Have too," she retorts.

"Have not," Tyler repeats.

Ashley sighs. "When was the last time you had sex?" she asks him.

Tyler's eyes go wide and he chokes on his own spit. "What?" he demands, coughing.

"Sex, Tyler," Ashley says.

"I know, I know," Tyler says, waving his hand.

"When was the last time you and Josh had sex?" she asks patiently.

"Do you actually want me to answer?" Tyler asks incredulously.

Josh's sister nods expectantly. "Indeed I do."

"Right, right. Um..." Tyler pauses to think about it. "Uh, AJ's 83 days old, and we had sex..." He trails off, thinking. "96 days."

Ashley gives him a shocked look. "What, really?"

"Well," Tyler says, feeling defensive. "As AJ's due date grew closer, we got kind of anxious and just... stopped."

"And after..?" she prompts.

"We're busy," Tyler says.

"Too busy for sex," she says skeptically.

"Maybe?"

Ashley sighs. "I'll watch AJ tomorrow, okay?"

"What? Why?" Tyler asks, alarmed.

"So you and Josh can have to house to yourselves," Ashley says easily.

"But..." Tyler says, "baby."

"What about baby?" Josh asks, walking in. AJ's cradled in his arms with a good sized chunk of his shirt in her mouth.

"I'm going to watch her tomorrow," Ashley informs her brother. Josh's eyes go wide.

"But baby," Josh says, echoing Tyler.

"One, you need to work on being able to be separated from her," she says. "Two, you both need to get laid."

Josh quickly covers AJ's ears. "I'm sorry, what?"

"You've both been extremely irritable lately," Ashley says, stepping towards Josh and taking AJ from him. "That kind of stress isn't good for AJ."

"Well..." Tyler says, biting his lip. "I guess that makes sense..."

"But what about baby?" Josh asks, staring at his daughter.

"She also needs to be able to form bonds with people other than her parents," Josh's sister points out. "Preschool will be a somewhat traumatic event for her if she's never interacted much with anyone other than you two.

Tyler groans, running a hand through his hair. "Ugh, fine."

"But Tyler," Josh says, wide-eyed. "Baby."

August 9th, 2019

Ashley, with the help of her brother's boyfriend, finally manages to get Josh to agree.

"It's really quiet," Tyler notes as they make their way into their bedroom.

"It's weird," Josh agrees, closing the door. He tries to shake off the wrongness he feels, and steps closer to Tyler, giving him a warm, chaste kiss. They separate long enough to gaze into each other's eyes before kissing again, not chaste at all this time.

They fumble with belt buckles and shirts, hands grown clumsy over time. Josh just manages to pull Tyler's shirt off before his boyfriend falls back onto their bed, dragging Josh down on top of him.

"Why isn't your shirt off yet?" Tyler mutters between kisses.

Josh sits back on Tyler's legs, pulling his shirt off and throwing it behind him. "You were too eager," Josh says before going back to Tyler's mouth. He bites Tyler's lip, and Tyler whimpers a little, hands going to Josh's belt.

"Off, off, come on," he chants, tugging until Josh's jeans slide down.

Josh kicks them away before pulling Tyler's basketball shorts down. "Better?" he mumbles.

"Ye-yes," Tyler says, voice cracking when Josh bites his neck. "Yes, oh god."

Josh sucks a few bruises before pulling back "Do you-?"

Tyler nods wordlessly, hands fumbling under the pillow. He pulls out their bottle and hands it to Josh. Josh pops the cap, pouring a little onto his palm, warming it up with his fingers. He presses a quick kiss to Tyler's lips, neck, collarbone, chest, stomach before pulling Tyler's boxers down. His lips find Tyler's again, and they kiss as Josh gently presses a finger into Tyler. His boyfriend groans, bucking up against Josh. He feels them both growing harder and harder with anticipation.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Tyler mumbles between heated kisses. Josh slides another finger inside. He tries to go slowly; it's been kind of a while. "Shoot, J, are you trying to kill me?" Tyler groans, squeezing back against Josh's fingers.

"I don't want to hurt you," Josh replies. "It's been 97 days."

"You were counting," Tyler says, snickering. His laughter is cut off by a moan when Josh brushes his finger over his prostate. "Ugh, come on."

Josh slides in a third finger, trying to work as quickly as possible. Tyler seems ready to pull Josh's fingers out himself.

"I'm good, I'm good, I'm good," Tyler says, squirming a little. Josh opens his mouth to protest, but Tyler silences him with a kiss.

As their kiss deepens, Josh feels their bodies start to move together; Josh's body getting ready to push inside Tyler without consciously thinking of doing so, almost like muscle memory. Tyler mumbles something impatient into Josh's mouth, hitching his legs around Josh's hips.

Josh pushes in, issuing a low moan from both of them. Tyler is tighter than Josh can remember, and his eyes roll back a little with pleasure.

"Are you just going to stay there, or are you going to move?" Tyler asks. Josh captures Tyler's mouth again, hips moving slowly. His fingers card through Tyler's hair, pulling gently. Tyler shifts a little, his dick wetting both of their stomachs with precum. Josh works his hand between their stomachs, jerking Tyler off slowly. Tyler whines, bucking up.

It's been a while, and they're both more anxious then they thought they were, because it's not long before they both finish.

Josh collapses on Tyler, panting. Tyler taps his arm.

"Yeah?" Josh asks, voice hoarse.

"You're a lot heavier than you think you are," Tyler informs him. Josh grumbles a little, but pulls out of Tyler and dutifully settles next to him.

They lie there for a few moments, just listening to each other breathing.

"That was really nice," Tyler says, breaking the silence.

"I've missed this," Josh agrees. He takes a deep breath. "But, y'know, is it okay if we don't do this as often anymore? Because it's not just us anymore; it's we have AJ too."

"Yeah, yeah, I get that," Tyler says, moving closer to Josh. "Because it's not just Tyler-and-Josh, it's Tyler-and-Josh-and-baby."

"Yeah, exactly," Josh says, nodding. He pulls Tyler closer to him. "We can't focus on each other anymore; we have to focus on AJ because we're raising her."

Tyler's nodding, and he presses a kiss to Josh's lips. "You're such an awesome dad," he murmurs, pressing his forehead to Josh's.

"So are you," Josh tells his boyfriend. They interlace their fingers and wait for their hearts to stop racing before getting their daughter back.