Josh Dun Imagines [1]

Heathens II - Violence + Fluff + Smut

Making parts makes me all giddy.

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Brushes snap and pants only heard in the forest, it's been hours since we've traveled through the forest looking for some help. "Hey... Wait..." Josh bends over, panting heavily. My eyes scanned the area, hearing loud music out in the distance. "We close to whatever is just a mile away." I said, Josh looks over to where I was looking. "Come on." I said, beginning to run towards the sound. We got closer to the loud music bursting in the forest. A man in a leather jacket with some others guys, one was tall, and the other one a bit smaller. 

One of them spot me, smirking. "Hey, where the hell did you come from, doll?" The man with the leather jacket said. "We come from the jail just miles down into the forest." I said, their eyes widen. "What a bad chick! Any hoo, I'm Brendon. These guys, Ryan and Dallon." The tall one smiles and the other waves slightly. "Who that guy?" Brendon asked, I look over to Josh, "This is Josh, he's..." His eyes look at me, causing me to swallow hard, "My escape partner..." I finished. "Phew! Good, because I would love to date a chick like you. I love that neck tattoo, kinda turns me on." Brendon said. "Sorry, he's a little high and drunk, so..." Dallon said.

"How did you guys get in jail?" Ryan asked. "We both murdered people. But we were separate, we just met each other at the jail." I said. "Both of you guys got sick tattoos." Brendon said. "You guys don't seem to have a place to hide or stay." Ryan said. "Yeah, since we found you guys... you don't mind if we stay? Just to get the cops out of our lives." Brendon nods. "Yeah! Totally! You're guys are lucky! I have an extra bed for you two!" Brendon smiles before guiding us into the big house.

Brendon laughs to himself leading Josh and I into a room with a nice bed. "This is it. If you guys need anything, there's alcohol, food, water, and other shit but mi casa su casa." Brendon walks off to go laugh with the guys, also tossing Josh an extra shirt for him. I heard the door click closed and my eyes land on Josh. "What are you doing?" Josh asked. "What? Police are gonna go looking for us and you think we'll be safe just to wonder off into some other state?"

"Yes! Because then we'll be away from them!"

"They won't stop looking for us, you know why? Because we're murderers. You hear me? Murderers! And these guys never called the cops, they treated us fair!" I yelled.

"Because they are drunk! The next morning, they'll find us and won't know us, then we will be back in jail!" Josh replies.

"Why can't you just calm down and we'll leave in a few days, we'll be fine for a few days till we will be less of a target."

"They're gonna put us on the News and everyone will know us!"

"So then we'll stay here!"

"I will not stay in this place!"

"Since when did you start acting like my boyfriend?" I asked. "So you think 'that' in the bathroom meant nothing?"

"What? That was just... hormones. You're such a dick sometimes." Before I knew it Josh slams me into the wall, trapping me. "Keep talking. Unless you wanna make it difficult for you." His eyes were flooded with darkened lust. "I can do it the easy way... or the hard way." He adds, his hand slips up my thigh making me bite my lip. I muttered under my breath making him look at me, his breath hitting my face. "I'm sorry? I couldn't hear you by your lips barely moving and no words come out."

"Hard." I said a bit more. "I'm sorry, there's ear plugs in my ear. Hold on. What was that?" Josh says again.

"Hard, Daddy!" I say louder, he smirks placing his hand over my heat. "I don't like when you don't speak louder, Kitten. The only word in your dictionary is my name. That's the only thing that's escaping those pretty lips."

(BTW, I think this is the first imagine by me typing "Daddy"... Is it my first?)

His lips crash on to mine, picking me up from my feet, wrapping my legs around his waist. His arms tense when he rips his tank top off of me. My hands pulled his shirt off and my hands were placed on his pecks. He unclasps my bra and throws it somewhere. His hands finding their way towards my panties them slides them off. Josh slips down his jeans and boxers, taking me towards the bed. "You're an asshole." I muttered, his lets out a breathless chuckle. "Thanks." He says and lets me straddle him. He forces me to sit on his member making me moan loud. Both his hands on my waist. Hands placed on his chest as I rocked my hips, my head thrown back.

Josh was sick of the slow pace so he flips both of us so he's hovering over me. "Fuck me, Josh." I said, his lips attack my neck, giving me open mouth kisses. Licking the small bruises on my neck as he thrusts. "Faster, Josh. Shatter me..." He looks at me, "But don't literally shatter me just...--" A moan escapes my lips as he goes a bit faster, hitting that spot. My nails dug in his scalp, getting grunts and groans from him. The sounds from him weren't anything I've heard but to tell you his voice is hot in bed. My fingers grazed over his v-line then up his defined abs, his chest covered in a bit of sweat.

My head goes into the pillow, moans erupting from my mouth. His name escapes from my mouth multiple times making him goes harder. His hand trails up my waist and grazes over my tattoo below my breast before caressing my cheek. His thumb moves over my bottom lip, releasing it back into it's original place when he dragged it down a bit. "You're so beautiful, so hot. Fuck." Josh moans, his face contorts in pleasure. "I'm gonna cum." His says, I take this chance to push him back on his back and I bent down to placed him in my mouth.

He looks down to what I was gonna do, so his hand immediately finds my hair. I grab his hand and threw it back to him. Josh lets out a loud groan before releasing in my mouth. I hum at the taste sending vibrations on his member making him squirm before his back falls back on the bed and his head lifts up from be thrown back into the pillow. I look up to see Josh, his hand slightly pulls me back up from under my neck. He lays me back on the bed before kissing my inner thigh. "Asshole." I gasped after his tongue dug in my core lickinh bold stripes, meeting up to my clit. "Oh Josh." I moan, biting my lip. My back heaves up and down and sometimes arches up in pleasure before I reached my orgasm.

Josh does the same, humming at the taste. He throws the blanket over him and I but he was fully under the covers finishing licking my core. He joins back up with me, both of us panting. "You're still an asshole." I muttered, facing the opposite from him. He smiles before wrapping and arm around me but his hand on my thigh. "And you're still hot." He mutters in my neck, my arm lifts up to run my fingers through his bubble gum hair.

I see some lights flickering outside, my eyes open up more to see only two colors beaming outside. Red and blue. 

The cops are here.