Sugar Daddy //joshler [✔️]

6. Surprise Visit

Tyler goes through the same boring routine every day.

Wake up with Josh, eat with Josh, jerk off when Josh leaves, hang out with Debby, run errands with Jenna, and be back to eat dinner with Josh. It's all so repetitive, and on the fourth day he decides he wants to do something different.

"Can you take me to Josh?" He asks from the backseat of Jenna's car. She had insisted the box of donuts she bought stayed in the front seat.

"Why?" She responds, glancing at him in the rear-view mirror.

"Because I want to surprise him. Am I allowed to?"

"I don't know," She shrugs. "Probably."

So, Jenna drives him to the unbelievably tall building. Tyler still has a hard time processing how many people work for Josh, how much power he has. He thanks Jenna, saying he'll call her if he needs a ride home. Josh only has about an hour left in the work day, anyway. Tyler's sure he won't be that much of an issue.

He enters the glass doors nervously, all eyes landing on the boy in the short-shorts. With his head down, he approaches the lady at the front desk. She looks at him with tight-lips, judgemental eyes scanning over him.

"May I help you?"

"I'm, uh, yeah. I'm looking for... Mr. Dun's office," Tyler speaks quietly, cheeks turning red as the woman raises her eyebrows.

"Mr. Dun? Is he expecting you?"

"Yes," he lies.

"Top floor, last door on the right," she responds uninterested, already turning her attention back to her computer.

Tyler doesn't bother thanking her, just heads into the elevator. He pushes the button for the twelth floor, praying to God nobody joins him in the elevator.

Thankfully, it's one straight trip to the top floor with no stops in between. The twelfth floor is a lot more quiet than the first, the only sounds being typing on a keyboard and quiet voices talking on the phone.

Last door on the right.

Tyler peeks through the glass windows, not finding Josh in his office. He frowns, but enters anyway. He takes a seat in the big, leather chair and reads the name plaque on the desk.

Joshua Dun.

Tyler smiles, picking the object up and twirling it in his hands. He wonders where Josh is. What do rich owners of a company do with their time? Well, Tyler concludes, they're usually stressed out and running all over the place.

He should've brought Josh a coffee, or something. The man surely would've appreciated it, yet here he is with nothing to offer Josh other than his company. What if Josh is too busy, anyway? Tyler sighs. Maybe he should just call Jenna.

The door opens, suddenly, and Josh is standing there with papers between his arms and stuffed in his mouth. He freezes upon seeing Tyler, blinking a few times.

The papers are set on his desk before he opens his mouth. "Tyler? What're you doing here?"

"I wanted to surprise you," Tyler mumbles. He feels dumb. Josh is obviously busy, he shouldn't have come.

"Well, it worked," Josh smiles, pulling Tyler out of the chair to hug him. "Sorry, I was copying these papers. How long have you been here? Did anybody give you a hard time?"

"Just a couple of minutes, and no. I only talked to the lady at the front desk," the brunette explains, drawing comfort from Josh's touch. It's crazy how much he missed him.

"Good, that's good. If anybody tries anything let me know, okay? I'll take care of it." Josh is speaking fast, rushing around the room to gather different papers together.

"Are you too busy? I can go home, if you want," Tyler finds himself saying, not wanting to interrupt Josh's work.

"No, no, no. I'd never say no to your company. I'm almost done, anyhow. How was your day?"

"Well," Tyler starts, watching Josh paper clip different files together. "I helped Debby make pasta for lunch, which was fun. Jenna and I bought some snacks for the house, and we went to look at the animals at the pet store. Now I'm here."

"Sounds eventful," Josh says.

"Not really, it's the same as any other day. I just missed you extra bad today and had to come see you."

Josh looks up from his work, playful smile resting upon his lips. "Extra bad?"

"Extra bad," Tyler repeats, eyes darting between Josh's lips and his hands, which had stopped clipping files together.

"And here I've been, completely blowing you off," Josh tsks, leaving the files in a mess on his desk and sitting in his office chair. "Sit."

Tyler takes a seat on his lap, eyes fluttering shut as Josh runs his hands through his hair. "You don't have to-"

"Shh," Josh shushes him, placing soft kisses across his forehead. "I'm the boss, I can do what I want."

"Oh, right," Tyler whispers, not trusting his voice to be steady. His mind feels fuzzy, clouded with only thoughts of Josh. His cheeks tinted, matching the color of Josh's tie.

"I'm glad you came, gives me a good excuse to stop working early," Josh says, his lips tickling Tyler's neck. "I missed you, too."

Tyler's so glad it's Friday, meaning he gets to spend the entire weekend with Josh. They haven't gotten to spend much time together since Tyler moved in. The brunette tries to think about what they're going to do this weekend, but it's hard when Josh's lips are all over his neck.

"Sir," he says, having grown used to the name by now. "I don't think this is allowed in the workplace."

"Whatever I say goes, remember sugar?"

Tyler chews on his lip, restraining himself from grinding the growing heat in his shorts against Josh. He nods, tilting his head to the side. Josh's lips attach to the skin, sucking and biting a pretty hue on the brunette's neck.

He pulls away with a smile, fingertips brushing over the forming bruise. "This looks so pretty on you, baby. I can't wait until I can see them all over the rest of your body," He says in Tyler's ear, palm grazing over his thigh.

Tyler gulps, biting his lip so hard he's surprised it isn't bleeding. He prays Josh can't tell how hard he is, even though it's pretty obvious in his tight shorts. If Josh notices, he doesn't say anything.

"Sir?" Tyler speaks up, swallowing the saliva that had collected in his mouth.

"Yes?"

"I want you when we get home."

Josh looks at him with raised eyebrows, the corners of his lips turned upright in a smirk. "You sure, baby?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I need you."

Tyler must be doing something right, because he feels Josh's dress pants tighten beneath him. His confidence soars and he smiles.

"We'll be home shortly," Josh promises. "Until then, I should go back to work. Wouldn't want you getting all worked up now, would we?"

Tyler wants to say it's too late for that, but shakes his head instead. He's plopped down on the chair while Josh resumes organzing the papers on his desk. The brunette watches him in boredom, paying more attention to the bulge in his pants than anything else.

This is going to be a long thirty minutes.