Limerence {Joshler} [COMPLETED]

80.couch or bed

"Can you believe that? Brendon getting married. Who would've thought." Joshua thought out loud when they walked back home later that night. Tyler didn't really respond, just hugged Joshua's arm tighter as he wasn't too comfortable to be out on the street late at night. But as long as he was close to Joshua he was fine.

"D-do you, like, e-ever want to g-get married?" The boy asked as they took off their shoes once they got back to Joshua's house. "Definitely", he answered easily. "You?"
It took Tyler at least a minute to answer, he seemed to be struggling with the words. "I, d-don't know?" Joshua stopped whatever he was doing, looking over at Tyler, sort of surprised. "What? Why?" Tyler shrugged softly. "B-because it's s-scary?"

"Couch or bed?" Joshua asked, before he answered to what Tyler just said, while flicking off the light in the hallway.
"Bed?"
So Joshua took Tyler's hand, and dragged him up the stairs, gently though. "Ofcourse marriage is scary. A lot of things are. But some things I guess are worth the risk?" They reached the bedroom and immediatly Joshua took off his watch and hoodie, to then walk into the bathroom. "I guess you'll know it's right, when it's right." Tyler hesitantly stepped next to Joshua to brush his teeth, the once spare-toothbrush now very much his.

"I g-guess your right. B-but I d-don't really think a-anybody would e-ever want to m-marry me?" The boy nearly whispered when he was done brushing his teeth. "I'm a hundred percent sure there is. Baby, one day, you will just know." He didnt want to push the subject any further, making any of them awkward as it was way too soon to talk about anything like marrying in their relationship. But he just didnt want Tyler to think nobody would ever want to marry him. Ofcourse someone would. Joshua would. One day. It was way, way too soon to even think about it now. But.. one day maybe.

Tyler took his painkillers, and then pulled off his big oversized sweater. Joshua silently observed him through the mirror. He smiled softly when Tyler didnt notice it and walked into the bedroom. He climbed into the bed, Joshua doing the same on the other side as he had stepped out of the most of his clothes.

"Even with bruises you're the most beautiful boy, Ty." He pressed his lips to Tylers briefly. "N-no i'm not. I l-look terrible. It's d-disgusting."
Joshua shook his head, pushing Tyler down on the bed, and lifting up his shirt without warning. The boy gasped, quick hands flying to Joshua's wrists, but it didnt stop the man from what he was planning to do. "You're not even a itsy-bitsy tiny bit less pretty because of them, baby. What he did is disgusting. Not you."
Tyler sighed a bit, disagreeing. "I-I am."
Joshua flipped their hands so now he was holding Tylers wrists, pushing them into the matress as he shifted and put one knee on the other side of the boys legs. He hovered over him, Tylers cheeks already a clear tint of red. Cute. "If you were in any way disgusting, would I do this?" He whispered before leaning down and kissing the boy passionately. He was absolutely sure he would never ever grow bored of doing that, just the way Tyler would kiss him back was... addictive. It was always hesitant, unsure and innocent, but so willing and desperate at the same time.

When he pulled back, Tyler shook his head softly, lips puffy and more pink. "N-no, but the b-bruises-." Before he could even finish his sentence Joshua had leaned down again and gently pressed his lips against the boy's purple ribs. A little gasp left the younger's lips, music to Joshua's ears. The older left a trail of soft, sweet kisses along the bruises, soon to be open-mouthed wet kisses along his chest and stomach. He first made his way upwards, softly biting the skin on his jaw and in his neck. Tiny whimpers escaped from Tyler, and eventually when he gathered enough courage his hands shifted from Joshua's curls to gently tug on his shirt.

Joshua only pulled away long enough to pull off his shirt, lips addicted to the warm, glowing skin already. "Nothing about you is even close to being disgusting", he whispered in adoration. As his fingers ran over the boys chest and played with his nipples, his mouth left a teasing trail down, down, down, until he reached underwear. His finger slid down softly, before hooking behind the elastic, his lips not stopping to carress the soft skin of the boys stomach. He pulled the underwear down, and he noticed how Tyler tensed, but chose to ignore it. He would relax shortly, as Joshua threw the boy's boxershorts somewhere in the room.