In Your Dreams {Fransykes}

24: Horniness and Irritation

smut warning for this entire chapter...if you need to skip it you won't be missing any of the plot lmfao

~

The car ride back from Josh and Oliver's date was tense, to say the least.

That isn't to say that they weren't happy. In fact, neither of them could stop smiling, thinking about how they were now engaged to be married.

No, the tension arose from Oliver's hand on Josh's thigh. He didn't dare touch his crotch- it would be a shame to get into a car crash at a time like this. He did, however, rub circles on the sensitive skin of Josh's thigh, watching as Josh's facial expressions progressed through varying stages of horniness and irritation.

"Oliver." Josh said, his voice holding a warning. "Stop touching me, we're almost home."

Oliver stopped touching him, though Josh hadn't said anything about not touching himself. He moved his hand to his lap and gently pressed it to his crotch, allowing a moan to escape his lips.

He glanced over at Josh and grinned when he saw him bite his lip. "If we hit a red light I'm gonna scream." Josh muttered, more to himself than to Oliver.

"I'm usually the one who ends up screaming." Oliver pointed out in an effort to keep teasing his fiance. It worked, of course. Josh was clearly hard, and clutching the steering wheel with all of his might.

"Oliver, stop teasing me before I pull over and fuck you in this car."

Oliver sent him a joking pout, "That's hardly a romantic way to celebrate our engagement."

Josh scowled, but said nothing. They were five minutes from home anyways, he likely decided it was not worth arguing at this point.

Upon arriving at their apartment, they brought the cooler and picnic blanket inside wordlessly. Josh then pressed Oliver up against the wall, a knee between his legs. "I'm gonna unpack the cooler, wait for me in the bedroom." His voice had gone low and demanding, and Oliver found himself nodding wordlessly.

Josh grinned and released Oliver, who hurried to the bedroom. He had a little plan forming in his mind on how to surprise Josh, in return for the surprise of a picnic proposal.

By the time Josh entered the bedroom, Oliver was perched on the edge of the bed, wearing nothing but black lace panties and matching black thigh-highs.

Josh took one look at him and muttered, "Holy fucking shit." He walked quickly towards Oliver, pushing him back to lay on the bed. "You're so fuckin' pretty." He whispered into Oli's ear, his hands sliding down his boyfriend's sides to grip his hips.

Oliver tried to roll his hips up but Josh kept them pinned in place, his lips brushing across Oliver's jawline and down to his neck. As he began kissing and sucking, he brought one hand down to Oli's thigh, snapping the thigh high against his skin.

A soft moan escaped Oliver's lips, and Josh indulged him by pressing their crotches together. "Josh..." Oliver gasped, his hand threading through Josh's hair, finding a grip and tugging.

"If you don't keep your hands to yourself I'm gonna have to tie you up." Josh informed him.

Of course, that was a good enough incentive for Oliver to pull his hair again. Josh pushed himself backwards, standing up and striding over to the closet. He grabbed a tie, returning to find Oli breathing hard, watching him eagerly.

Josh stripped off his clothes quickly, though it felt like an eternity to Oli. Josh grabbed the backs of Oliver's thighs, pushing him closer to the headboard. He pinned Oli's wrists above him, looping the tie through the bars of the headboard and securing his wrists to it.