one shots ❯ joshler

sugar, spice, and everything nice.

ha ha well hello it's been...a month and a half since i've been gone and that was quite an accident i did not mean to be away i've been busy (right. busy not writing faceass)

remember when i said that joshua never bottoms and that i'd never write a bottom josh fic..well. i wrote one.

and here it is.

i'm pretty sure this is the second smut in a row but oh well y'all deserve it.

daddy!ty & sugar baby!joshy

unedited-ish because i wrote this in google docs and transferred it here

enjoy

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Joshua pouts at the reflection in the mirror and half turns to look over his shoulder at his younger husband, and well established fashion designer, Tyler Joseph. Tyler is dressed in tight grey slacks with the bottoms rolled up above the ankle, paired with a white shirt that is stretched across his chest, pulled off with a grey suit jacket, with an expensive watch fitted snug around his delicate wrist. Joshua envies him and his confidence with how he can easily pull the outfit off but he knows that Tyler spent a lot of money on Joshua's outfit, too (a purple shirt -- unbuttoned to show off his collarbones and most of his pale chest - tight black jeans because he refused to go in slacks, and the prettiest gold band wrapped around his wedding finger) so he keeps his pretty mouth shut.

Tyler raises an eyebrow as he buttoned up his suit jacket and strolls purposefully over to Joshua, tugging at his hand so that he turns fully to face the slightly smaller man. Tyler smiles gently and rubs a thumb over the pillow of Joshua's plump bottom lip, leaving the boy breathless and pliant underneath the touch.

When Tyler touches him, he reverts back into that shy schoolboy with the biggest crush on his sister's best friend and Joshua loves it.

"Do you think my jeans are tight enough?" Joshua asks, breaking the silence.

Tyler laughs.

"Yes, baby," he murmurs and presses a chaste kiss to Joshua's lips. "They're perfectly tight," he teases and squeezes Joshua's right ass cheek in his hand, making him squeak softly. Glaring teasingly, Joshua removes Tyler's hand from his ass and rolls his chocolate brown eyes at the mischievous grin on his husband's face.

Joshua slides his hands up the sides of Tyler's body until they're resting on Tyler's chest and smiles sweetly. "Ask me."

Tyler blushes. "Ask you?"

Joshua nods and giggles gently, tilting his head as he looks at Tyler with fondness settled deep in the brown irises of his eyes. "Mm-hm," he murmurs. "You want to ask me something, baby, I can tell."

Joshua can read Tyler like a well used book.

Tyler licks his lips. "You're gonna behave tonight?"

Joshua blinks up innocently at Tyler and smiles sweetly. "Behave?"

Tyler snorts softly and nods, grabbing Joshua's hands and bringing the knuckles up to his lips, pressing gentle kisses to the skin. Joshua flushes delicately but remains his calm and collected self, long eyelashes fluttering gently across his cheekbones. "But I always behave!"