Lips Lickin' Lolli's For Money • Joshler One-Shot Stories

•Cut Me Farther, Then I've Ever Been•

Honestly, this is the first time I ever used a Lyric as a title. So, oi! Hope ya enjoy!
Also, there is definitely a second part!

When the older man with red hair stepped through the home, he let out a sigh. Not the one where he was instantly relaxed in the safety of his home, more like he was able to get the first few minutes of time to himself. Time to just calm down, relax his tense shoulders and just breathe.

The stress started to get to him, he could feel the nerves in his shoulders shooting pains up his neck and simply turning his head made the pain even worse. He dropped his bag at the door, pulling his coat off and hanging it up. He took off his shoes, kicking it under the coat and stepping away from the door as if he had left something behind right there.

He swallowed, looking around the house where it seemed like all the lights downstairs were on. He smiled just a little, taking a couple steps before turning into the living room on his left, smiling at the man he loved sitting on the couch, mindlessly stuffing his face with popcorn, eyes wide as he watched Jurasic World.

It was a cute little sight, Tyler wrapped in a thick dark blue sweater, most likely not wearing any pants, because Tyler never does. The white knotted blanket covering his legs and a thick small cotton one wrapped around his shoulders. Bundled up cutely on the couch, his back to Josh.

Josh took careful steps, walking into the brightly lit room, making his steps light as to not grab Tyler's attention. He leaned forward a bit when he was behind, quickly stuffing his face into Tyler's neck, wrapping his arms around his waist and growling in the crook. Tyler squealed, almost knocking the popcorn to the floor and curling in on himself.

But instantly calmed when he felt his husbands' lips lay a gentle kiss on his neck, a giggle instead replacing and moving his head to look at Josh, leaning in and connecting their lips in a soft slow manner. Josh instantly relaxed, Tyler could see it.

The way Josh had delved more into the kiss, his body seemed too hard, his hair too messy as if he had been pulling at it for the past two days. Tyler pulled away, biting down on his bottom lip as he looked up at him. "Sit with me?" He asked the older man, like the way a smile spread across his lips.

Josh wrapped around, going to sit down, and Tyler instantly curled at his side, letting out a moan at the natural heat given by the older man. Josh held him in, laying his head on top of Tyler's, they watched the movie in silence, the colors dancing in their dark irises and Josh's heartbeat began to rest as time went on.

He no longer worried about the fact that he has to tell Tyler that he has to go away once again, he has to leave for another two weeks when just three days ago he had just gotten back home from being away for ten days. This job, ever since he became his father's right-hand man, the go-to, Josh had been in and doing the jobs. Exporting, selling, going to the deals.

Tyler knew of his career, had known for years. Josh confessed he was the son of a mafia leader. Told Tyler that he would be the backup gunman for a couple deals if they became a bit risky. Told Tyler almost everything that happened at each deal, made sure that if Tyler ever wanted to help the family, his father would welcome him with open arms.

Tyler's parents would kill him whether he was 25 and married to his high school lover. They never knew of Josh and his family, and Tyler wanted to keep it that way. Also, he would possibly have to fake his death in order to lose all contact with his family as for them to not get connected with him if he ever got in deep trouble.

Yet Tyler, although Josh seemed relaxed, he could still feel the harsh shoulders. He could feel how one minute Josh was even breathing, and as if a thought had crossed his mind, his body would tense, and he couldn't breathe for a second.