Joshua "Josh" Dun - Dinner*

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Pairing: Fem!Reader x Josh Dun

Request: Yes || josh dun teasing the female reader right before they're going to dinner at Tyler and jennas, and she's like really horny all night and ends up touching herself in the bathroom and josh finds out and maybe some Daddy kink smut???

Warnings: NSFW || smut, fingering, dirty talk, sexual innuendos, daddy kink.

!!!THIS STARTS IN A HEATED MAKE OUT SESSION/ BEGINNING OF A SMUT SCENE. BE WARNED!!! Also, I've noticed that in almost all the smut requests I get now, I'm getting daddy kink requests. You dirty little shits ;) Anyway, I'm total trash for Josh Dun. Also, this turned out incredibly long and I apologize... oops? It kinda sucks, because I got really bad writers block halfway through and redid this like four times but enjoy my loves. xx

Your sweater was rolled up and laying across the top of your chest, leaving your white satin bra exposed to Josh, who had his hands caressing your tits, massaging your chest as your mouths moved together. Your jean clad hips rolled against his as you straddled his lap on your sofa.

A low groan slipped past his lip and you knew that you were driving him crazy, but he was doing the same to you. "Y/N, you're killing me here... Quick one? Please... daddy needs his baby girl." He mumbled, trailing hot open mouthed kisses down the side of your neck. You whimpered at the feeling and glanced at the gold watch on your left wrist. Six minutes until you were suppose to meet Tyler and Jenna.

"B-Babe, we have to be at their place at seven... It's six fifty four... We need to leave now." You mumbled as he sucked on the spot below your ear, making your eyes roll back and you moan louder. "Josh stop it. We can finish later, but we've gotta go." You protested, pushing your sweater down to cover yourself again, and then got up off his lap, leaving him to whimper sadly and look up at you with his big brown puppy dog eyes. "Don't even start with that. You're the one who promised to have dinner with them every other Saturday night," you began, fixing the collar of your sweater to cover the now forming hickey he was leaving.

"But babe, can't we just call and tell them we have to reschedule? We can do dinner tomorrow night.."

"No we cannot. Jenna has been cooking since five o'clock. I'm not going to do that to her." You stated, fixing your jeans and looking at him. The bulge in his black jeans was pretty evident, but you knew there was no way to be able to do anything. Josh wasn't exactly 'one for quickies.' He liked to take his time with you. Leave marks. Make sure you knew who you belonged to. And God was it amazing.

After a few minutes of arguing about how hard he was, you finally convinced him that if he went to the dinner like promised, you would be his doll when you came home, and he could do anything he wanted, minus your few exceptions which he already knew. In the very beginning of the relationship, you had established boundaries in your sexual preferences. He agreed, and adjusted himself in his jeans before heading out to the car and you guys drove across town to the Joseph's house. On the way there, you texted Jenna and told her you would be a few minutes late.

It was only ten after seven when you arrived. The moment you rang Jenna's doorbell, the door was opened by Tyler. "Hey guys. Come on in." the brunette greeted, stepping aside to let you both inside. "Jenna's in the kitchen, Y/N. Josh, you want to help me get some firewood set up for later? We have a new setup on the porch. It's perfect for small get togethers. Tiny bonfires."

Josh nodded and went to help his best friend, while you greeted yours in the kitchen. "Hiya, chickadee." You smiled upon entering the room. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled widely.

"Y/N! You're finally here! Thank heavens. Tyler kept asking me 'when will they be here?' and I kept having to tell him, 'soon.'" She laughed. "I swear, sometimes I think I married a child." You laughed and nodded, asking if she needed any help with anything, which she quickly denied. "Oh no, I've got it covered."

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