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You shivered a little as you looked out the window. It was raining, and nearly unbearably cold. You scanned the landscape in front of you, looking for the familiar vintage Chevy Nova to drive up. You and Josh had been staying in a cabin near the woods since he had gotten back from touring. He said it was close enough to the studio, but still close enough to nature. (that crunchy granola bitch). You liked the idea of being secluded in nature with Josh. It made everything seem cozy and warm, like it was just the two of you, especially during this harsh autumn. Where you grew up, autumn was cold, not deathly frigid like it was here. You stared out the window for what seemed like hours before giving up, pouting away to go sulk and rant to yourself about how late Joshua was all the time. You curled up in your duvet, trying to keep warm, and attempted to watch a movie. You didnt even look at what you picked. Not like you cared. "He said 5. Right? Am I going insane?" You began thinking out loud. You looked at your phone. Nothing. It was 7:00 now, and you began to worry. You tried to call him, but there was no answer. You sat there on your bed, ranting about your boyfriend to yourself for fifteen minutes. "Why is he always so goddamn inconsiderate?" "I heard that." You nearly gasped from fright, and turned to see Josh taking off his coat and setting it on a chair. "Really? I don't think I'm-" he was taken aback once he saw you wearing one of his old band shirts, nothing else except your underwear and some wool socks. His mouth wae gaping. "...that bad." He managed to complete his thought, almost whispering. "Josh would it kill you to call?" You asked, rolling your eyes and falling back onto the bed, revealing most of your midsection. "I miss you like hell when your away." you admitted to him, sadly. You could feel his eyes on you, longing to undress you. He imagined your soft skin under his long fingers, tracing shapes over every inch of you. "Josh!" You snapped, sitting up again, jerking him out of whatever trance he was in. "Are you listening to me?" "Wha- Y- Yes, of course I'm listening!" He said, turning away from you to take of his two beaded necklaces and set them on your vanity. "Well then why don't you?" "Why don't I what?" "Call, Joshua." You exasperatedly said, almost moaning. "I do!" He responded, his voice cracking a little from hearing your small moan, "I think you're just needy." "Ha! Okay, Josh." You sarcastically responded, laying back down. He walked over to the bed and sat on it, hovering over you. "I think you just want my attention, don't you?" He asked lustfully, leaning down to kiss you. "Josh- I'm not- needy." You got out between kisses, sounding almost annoyed. He sat up again and looked down at you. "Oh yeah? Then why are you acting like it, sweets?" You blushed a little, which made Josh chuckle as he came down to kiss you again, this time brushing his tongue across your bottom lip, asking for entry. His tongue massaged your's so expertly that you moaned a little. You felt him smile against you, and he began to bring his hand up to caress your stomach, his hands still cold from outside, making you squirm a little. "Shhh." he breathed out, moving his head down to your neck, leaving small open kisses on it before finding your sweet spot. His hands wandered further up your stomach, until it rested inbetween your breasts, his thumb softly caressing your valley. "It's not fair, baby." He stated, moving away to look at you, "You look so much sexier in my clothes than I do." He moved his hands to the hem of your shirt and pulled it off of you. The shirt was barely off when he attacked you with kisses again, his hands wandering all over, while your fingers were tangled in his curly hair. His fingers eventually found thier way to the hem of your panties, tracing it. "Look at how needy you are." He smiled, looking you up and down, watching you squirm under his touch. "What do you want baby?" He lowly asked. "Mhm? This?" He asked again, as he began to rub in small circles over you through your underwear. "Y-yes, Josh. Just like that." You moaned out, the sounds you made nearly forcing him apply more pressure. Just when you felt like you were reaching your edge, he pulled away. "What?" You comfusedly sighed, sitting up a little. "I thought you weren't needy?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Whatever, I'm needy. Just don't stop, please." You returned, grabbing his hand and placing back on your underwear. "Say it." He said, slipping his hand into your panties. "Say it for me." He began to rub harder on your clit now, kissing up your stomach and chest. "I told you to say it!" He demanded, rubbing harder than ever. "Josh, I need you!" You managed to scream out. He pushed two fingers into you without warning, making you harshly pull on his hair. "Someone's excited." He chuckled. He curled his fingers inside of you, pushing you to your edge. "Josh, I'm- I'm gonna come-" you breathed out. As soon as the words escaped your lips, he pulled his fingers out without warning and smiled at you. "No. You're not." He laughed, licking you off of his fingers. "What?" "You're being a brat. You were calling me inconsiderate, and then expect me to come here and please you? I don't think so." You sat up next to him and placed your hand on his upper thigh, squeezing it a little while kissing his cheek. "I don't see why I-" he continued, his breath hitching. "Why I- I have- to..." You moved closer to his obvious hard-on and palmed him through his pants. His breathing staggered a little, and you moved to kiss his neck. "I- have to- to- do... fuck, don't stop." He moaned out, placing his hand on the small of your back, pushing you closer to him. "Look who's needy now?" You chuckled, looking up at him. "I never said I wasn't needy." He laughed back before letting out a moan. You brought your hands to his pants, undoing them, and pushing them down. You got off the bed and onto your knees, him leaning on the side of the bed. You kissed lightly through his boxers, making him shiver a little. You looked up at him and slowly rolled down his underwear. You grabbed his shaft softly, and kissed it slowly. Josh's hands and found thier way to your hair, holding it in a makeshift ponytail. You sucked his tip while you stroked him, before taking most of it in, making him throw his head back in ecstacy. "Fuck, that feels so good, babe." He groaned. You started to take more and more of him, until you felt him hit the back of your throat a few times, making you gag a little. Him watching you suck him off was nearly enough to push him over the edge, but he wanted you. Now. Josh unexpectedly grabbed you and pushed you back onto the bed, kissing you deeply. He grabbed your wrists tightly and threw them over your head, holding them there. His face was only inches above yours, looking deep into your eyes before kissing you again. You felt him tease your slit with his tip before slowly pushing inside of you. "Shit, you're tight as fuck." He said, almost sounding excited. You gasped a little, him seemingly somehow bigger than last time. Once you adjusted, he started to slowly thrust, and speeding up as you began to moan his name. His hand was gripping your wrists so hard, you knew you would bruise. He kissed you as he went, whispering quietly about how beautiful you were, and how much he loved you. "I want you to come for me." He said, firmly, before kissing you again. "C'mon, come for me, baby." He demanded again between kisses. He pulled away, biting your bottom lip as he did. You felt the heat in your core build up, getting ready to unravel at any moment. "Fuck, Josh! I'm coming!" You screamed out, before releasing yourself on him. "Good girl." He quietly said in your ear, kissing it. Seeing you come was enough to push Josh over the edge; he pulled out and came on your stomach, him mumbling out profanities as he did. He collapsed next to you, you both heaving and sweating. He looked over at you and smiled, before kissing your forehead. "I love you." He said, softly. "I love you too, Joshua." You returned. You both laid in silence for a while, trying to catch your breath. Josh sat up and looked at the TV. "Pulp Fiction?" He pointed at the screen, laughing. "Did we just fuck to Pulp Fiction?" (An aesthetic I can get behind) "I know, sacrilege." You sarcastically said, reaching over to your nightstand to grab a tissue and clean yourself off. "Damn right it is." He said, as he laughed before bending down down to kiss your cheek.
this smut is brought to you by josh kiszkas rattail (may it rest in peace)
