A/N: I tried to write 'Joshie' and ended up writing 'gothie' enjoy yall
"Okay, so, they will be here at three am, which means we need to leave tonight. No ifs, ands, or buts."
"Oh, get to fuck! I want to spend some time with Oliver, not leave at ten-fucking-o'clock!" Josh argued back to Vic, who simply rolled his eyes at him. Ugh, the amount of disrespect he was showing my man... it made my blood boil. I wanted to pummel him.
"You have an hour Joshua, make it last." He left the room, allowing Josh and I to be alone in his room. We were both in clear distress, and Vic was being so rude, for what? Nothing.
"I don't know if I can do this, Oli..." Josh gripped onto his hair, I pulled his hands away so that he wouldn't pull the hairs out of his scalp and pulled him into a tight, warm embrace. This was horrible, we weren't expecting this to have happened... not at all.
"You'll be okay, right? I'm always here with you." I placed my hand over his heart, feeling the beating of both of our hearts intertwine. "In spirit. Always."
"B-But what if you get pains again? And I'm not there to comfort you?" His voice was shaky and unsteady. "I just want to kiss you.. and hold you.. all night.. but I c- I can't.."
"Josh, I'll be able to chat with you on the computer, right? And you'll be able to call me! Won't that be fun?" I placed my lips onto his, he immediately pulled me in closer, cupping my face in his hands. Internally, I was freaking out just as much as him, but I wanted to comfort him.
"Yeah... I.. I love you..." He whispered, resting his head against my own.
"I love you more than anything in the world, my Devil." I kissed his forehead over and over. I wanted nothing more than his touch right now.
"Oli... please..." He whispered as tears fell from his porcelain blue eyes. I wiped them away in a hurry, oh no, he was crying, I hated when he cried sad tears... my baby... "I need your touch, Oliver, before I leave..."
"Are you sure you're in the right mental state?" I wanted nothing more than to be touched by him, but I wanted to make sure he wasn't just saying this.
"Of course, I just need you... to be inside of you, before we leave.." He kissed me again gently, I enjoyed the feeling of his now softened lips, that were previously chapped.
"Of course, my love... do you want me to tend to you first?" I whispered, Josh kissed up and down my jawline while nodding. I adored his obsession with me, I had the exact same obsession with him. I had learned fairly recently how to make him feel good, I wanted to do so to maybe help him feel better.
We pulled away, so I pushed my long brown locks behind my ears, allowing me to see better, which would be better for what I was going to do. Josh smiled at me, rubbing his eyes and sighing. I knew how tired he was, I knew how much he didn't want to leave me. I was the exact same.
I drew my pointer finger down from the top of his chest down to his belt. I unbuckled it, a smile on both of our faces as I did so. I made sure to toss that thing to the side, unbuttoning the top of his jeans. Josh pulled the zipper down for me, pulling his trousers down himself.
Gently, I took my right hand and rubbed Josh through his boxers. He let out an exhale of satisfaction. I felt him get hard through the fabric, feeling my body heat up at the simple sight and knowledge of this.
"Oli.." He rested his hand on my cheek, his fingers curling around my jawline. I clutched onto the waistband of his boxers, about to pull them do-
Knock, knock.
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Blood Buddy / Fransykes
Mystery / ThrillerFor lovers Oliver Sykes and Josh Franceschi, life is farfrom normal. With their obsession with each other and adoration for all things blood and gore, they create a twisted, lovesick and murderous love. Gangs, torture, romance, passion - will they g...