Under Control/Joshler

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**Smut warning**
3rd person pov
In a weeks time, with help of friends and family, they have completely moved all their furniture and belongings in. Now it really feels like they're at home.

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"Umph, Jooosh! Can you help me with this?" Tyler shouts from their bedroom, sounding out of breath. He's trying to move his drawers against the wall and looks helpless doing so. "Out the way, I got it" and so he effortlessly slides it to the wall, giving Tyler a sly half smile that proves he's much more stronger than Tyler.

Tyler pokes his tongue out at him, playfully. "Now now, just cause you can't move a set of drawers" Josh pinches his chubby cheek. Tyler mocks him, "jUsT cAuSe YoU cA-" he's stopped when Josh places a finger to his lips, hushing him instantly. Tyler thinks Josh is torturing him on purpose now. The doctors told him he's not allowed to take part in any sexual activities for the next few weeks because of his head trauma, so he can't even top for a bit. Needless to say he's been suffering yet not wanting to act needy.

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Josh's pov
"Babe, how long has it been since you've been out the hospital?" I turn my attention to Tyler who has red flushed cheeks. "Hmm" I contemplate whilst fixing the bed sheets, I count on my fingers "Two weeks, I think?". "How comes?" I sit back on the bed, leaning on my hands, inviting Tyler to join me. He perches sat on his legs in front of me, "Well, you know, the doctor said..." I don't focus on his words because I know exactly what he will mention and I know 'cause it's been on my mind too.

With my hand on his hip bone, I slowly lean into the crook of his neck and I begin to teasingly kiss the skin between his ear and shoulder. "And I was just wondering cause I'm...I'm..." Tyler starts to get off track already, "Mhm, Josh...why do you this to me?" between hot breaths. "Do what?" I whisper into his ear with my voice having a hint of innocence and softly nibbling his lobe as I pull away. "Josh! This is not fair!" Tyler whines like a small child, I scoff at him, "Haven't you teased and left me hard on multiple occasions?" my petty self brings up being very patronising, as I strip him of his shirt. "But-" "The doctor said I'm not allowed to do any sexual activities, but sure to hell I'm allowed to tease you" my voice changes from a whisper to a low growl. His face drops and his mouth opens ajar as I push him down on the bed.

I have him under my thumb, with him on the bed and me stood at the end. My hands on either side of his head, I tower above him leaving him powerless. With the tip of my tongue, I lick his bottom lip before pressing my lips on to his. To my surprise, we slowly start to make out, kind of roughly, kind of romantically. Our tongues surely find their way into one another's mouths wanting more heat. My hips forcefully grind against Tyler's and I can almost feel him writhing beneath me and his pants becoming harder. His hands snake up through the back of my shirt and he claws at my back in desperation. "No touching".

I hold his arms above his head as I plant red marks to his chest. I take my time making my way down his torso to his lower stomach just so I can feel his hands occasionally twitch in an attempt to escape my grasp and to hear him curse, moan and heavily breathing. After successfully leaving a trail of love bites imprinted to his tiny frame, I find my self on my knees in front of him. "J-Josh-don't!" he fidgets dramatically, that doesn't stop me from  pecking his clothed cock."J-Josh! I never teased you this bad!" he whimpers as his hands grip onto the bed sheets.

I come to my feet and slowly remove his pants, leaving him weak in his boxers. Harshly and without warning, I grab and palm his stiff member, making it stand even more so it's poking out the top, "Oh, you have". I exchange my hand movement for more hip movement, rolling them hardly on Tyler's dick that is only covered by his boxers. I watch him in satisfaction as he throws his head back, crying out and gripping the sheets harder as if he's going to rip them. His legs shake and his knees touch in a plead for me to stop touching him, but he's not getting away that easily!

With my two hands, I force his legs apart. "Ah ah ah..." I accidentally let my dominant side slip out. Without hesitation, I rock and roll my some what solid dick up against Tyler's. "Josh! S-Stop!" he is so sexy when he begs like that. "What? Harder?" I carry on entertaining his pain, climbing back on top of him and grinding painfully against him. "I'm not fucking around! Please, please, please!!" he pants, trying his best to push and shove me off him, but has no progression. "Aw, I've barely touched you, baby" I chuckle internally, it feels good to get revenge! Just as I lean into his neck, there's the sound of the piercing door bell disturbing my sentence. "Looks like you've been saved by the bell" I say before exiting our room and
leaving him hanging.

Brendon and Jenna are behind the door, bearing home warming gifts, bless them. "Welcome to our humble abode" I open the door widely greeting them both with a tight hug. My hand signals to the couch. "Coffee? Something to eat?" they both agree to coffee. "Tyler we have company!" I cheerfully sing down the hall. "Yeah...I'm, I'm coming-" then an eruption of wailing added after. The corners of my mouth twitch as I stir the coffee with shade. "You alright in there?" I purposely furrow my brows after watching Jenna and Brendon compare their confusion and suspicion. "One moment" I place the white coffee mugs on on the oak wooden table in front of the couch before I hurry down the hall.

Tyler's pov:
I didn't just-no. No. FUCK. I did.

Trying my best to be silent, I waddle to the bathroom shamefully, trying not to make a mess. I fucking hate Josh right now. This is so embarrassing. Oh my god. And Jenna and Brendon are over, too! Terrible timing. It's fine, I'll clean myself up and go through to see them, easier said than done.

Josh rips the door open making me jump. I pull him and I slam the door behind him shut. "What're-" "Look at what you made me do!" I direct his eyes to my crotch, with cum literally dripping my leg. He gasps with a proud smirk on himself. "I made you cum? In your pants?!" he whispers. "Aww darlin'" he continues. "Look, Josh, I don't know what that coma has done to you but you're making me extremely turned on" I feel my cheeks warming up, "Besides, it's been a while". I settle myself on the seat of the toilet, beginning to mop up the now cold cum from my thigh.

Josh stares at me, jaw dropped looking shocked. "Best believe I'm going to fuck you senseless in a weeks time" he breathes out lowly. "Get changed and meet the others" he places a firm kiss to my temple. I think I just came again.

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