Three Cheers

I think each of the boys would have a different way of greeting you after getting off stage:

I think Jake would put his arm around you, ask "how'd you like it?" and then drag you into the shower with him. He'd tell you that he was thinking about you the whole show, and make the bathroom a little extra steamy.

Josh would plant a wet kiss right on your forehead and snuggle into your neck before taking you to his dressing room and changing whilst you make him a throat coat tea. (He'd definitely save you a rose).

Sam would just flop down on the green room couch, practically laying on top of you, koala-ing himself onto you and thank you for coming. He'd absolutely pass out until it was time to go, and then coerce you into "helping" him change.

Danny, I think, would make the biggest deal, wrapping you in a tight hug, maybe even picking you up off the ground and spinning you around. He would most definitely kiss you and make you shower with him. He'd also ALWAYS ask what your favorite part was.

-Experimenting-

Josh Kiszka/Reader

Warnings: Pegging, F-dom/M-sub, Sub Josh Kiszka, nipple play (m-rec), minor subspace

Every once in a while, Josh would bring up wanting to try something new in bed. He's the type to try everything at least once, so when he approached you about something he saw online, you couldn't help but be excited.

Now here you were, a few days later, Josh on his back underneath you as you tease his nipples. He didn't seem very into it at first, until you leaned in and licked a stripe up one. A gasp escaped his lips, and his cock twitched where it lay between your hip and his thigh.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, his face going red.

You'd giggled at his reaction, leaning down to lick at the other nipple, blowing some cool air on it after. He seemed pretty sensitive like this, his hips twitching and little moans leaving his mouth every so often. You took it a step further, latching onto one and sucking, running your tongue over it as he whined in response.

His fingers gripped the sheets as he resisted the urge to thrust up against you. Instead, he tossed his head back, the blush spreading from just his cheeks to all the way down his neck and the tips of his ears. You pulled off, admiring how swollen the pink bud on his chest was, teasing it as you sucked at the other one, gently tugging at it.

While you were playing with his chest, your other hand was busy prepping him for what was to come. When he'd asked you to peg him, you were more excited than you'd like to admit. Thinking about Josh underneath you like that made your legs absolutely weak.

Josh picked out the strap already, and ordered it online as soon as you confirmed you wanted to try it. The strap wasn't anything special, just a simple black harness and a flesh toned, average size dildo you could attach to it. He mentioned getting different ones if he liked it, and by the sounds he made with just your fingers in him, you assume he'll be ordering more right away.

"How's it feeling baby?" You ask, giving his chest a little break as you pulled back to pour more lube on your fingers.

He whined in response, making you chuckle and lean in to kiss him.

"Words, Josh..."

He smiled up at you, his pupils blown wide, "Feels fuckin' amazing, mama..."

Ah, he's pulling out that pet name. When Josh calls you that, you know he's feeling amazing, and probably dropping into subspace. You keep your eyes on him as you slowly push in a third finger alongside the two already in him, and the way his eyes roll back and his mouth drops open makes your core tremble and your legs shake.

Using your free hand, you slathered lube onto the cock now securely attached to you with the harness, warming up the silicone with a few strokes as you pull your fingers out of him.

He whined at the loss, but soon covered his mouth as he felt the tip of the strap slowly press in instead. You pulled his hand away, eyes never leaving his face.

"Wanna hear you, Josh..." You say, watching how his face changes as you slowly and carefully push in.

His eyes seemed unable to look anywhere but up, and moans spilled from his open mouth, a bit of drool running down his chin. When your hips finally reached his ass, you let him adjust for a moment, leaning down to suck at his nipples again. His cock was leaking against his tummy, pre-cum pooling in his belly button as he twitched.

"M-move. Please, mama..." Josh mumbled, trying to push back and forth against the strap. You finally began to move, pulling out halfway before thrusting in again.

The movement caused Josh to let out the most delightful moan, and you knew you needed him to make that noise again. With every thrust, you grew more confident, speeding up and letting your fingers dig into his hips a bit. You changed your angle slightly, grinning when he scrabbled at the sheets and fucking whimpered.

"T-there! Right there!"

You kept aiming at that spot, knowing he wouldn't last long. You were leaking under the strap, the sensation of the leather rubbing against your clit with every thrust keeping you on edge.

"Fuck, Josh... taking me so well baby..." You rambled, giving a few harsh thrusts right into his sweet spot. He was tensed up, nearing that peak. You wrapped a free hand around his cock, and that was the last push he needed.

"Fuck- ah! Mama, gonna cum!"

With a long moan and a few jolts of his hips, he crashed over the edge, cumming harder than he had in a while, a couple spurts even landing on his chin. You pull out, seeing his cock give one last twitch as you unhook the strap and drop it beside the bed.

You were fully prepared just to use your hand, knowing Josh would be exhausted after. But to your surprise, he was tugging on your wrist and asking you to use him to get off.

"Are you sure, Josh? You don't have to-"

"I'm literally begging you to ride my face right now, (Y/N)." He says, licking his lips.

Giving in, you clamber up with your legs on either side of his head. His hands grip your thighs firmly, tugs you down, and goes to town on you. Your fingers instinctively thread into his curly hair as his tongue, warm and eager, begins to explore your most sensitive areas. The sensation is overwhelming; each flick and swirl sending ripples of pleasure coursing through you, and your back arches involuntarily from the pleasure.

He sucks your clit and you know you won't last much longer after being on the edge all evening. All it takes is a few more sucks and licks, and him whining against you, and you're gone. You trap his head with your thighs when you finish, coating his lips and chin in juices. He laps them up obediently, and you have to pry him off to avoid the overstimulation.

You collapse in bed beside him, tugging him into a fervent kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue.

You made a mental note to order a better strap in the morning. You had no doubt you'd need it again soon.

Temperance

Word Count: 4.7k

Warnings: 18+ ONLY! M (s) female (d). kissing, name calling, cursing, praise, slapping, slight degradation, ending, orgasm denial, overstimulation, restraints, toy use, anal play, anal fingering,

“Please-fuck! Please,” Josh wined, bucking his hips up, trying to chase the feeling that you were now pulling away from him. The sound of the metal restraints clinking against the bed frame that were at either side of his head, making a smirk form across your face. 

“Something you want, baby?” you asked him in a seductive tone while bringing your thumb to the tip of his cock, wiping away the precum that was beaded there. Josh let out a whine and threw his head back into the pillow. 

You had been torturing him for hours. Letting him come so close and then ripping that feeling away from him without any hesitation. The first two or three times you could tell he was getting a kick out of it, a cocky smirk plastered on his face while he enjoyed the sight of you teasing his cock. Now, he had turned into a whining mess, begging, and pleading for you to make him cum. His chest now rose and fell heavily with each shuddering breath he took, and his soft curls now stuck to his forehead as a layer of sweat now glistened across his naked skin. 

Each round was different, you had started off soft and easy, lightly dancing your fingertips across his stomach and up his thighs. He looked down at you watching while he leaned his head against the pillow. His eyes darted back and forth from your face and then to your hand, watching while you slowly dragged it along his skin. You would giggle when you saw his muscles jump as your fingers danced over a sensitive spot and when you brought your eyes up to look at him you could see his bottom lip tucked between his teeth. 

You had slowly worked up an easy going pace, teasing him with your hand and then with your mouth. The sight of him looking down at you while you took his cock into his mouth was a sight to behold. Josh’s brows were knit tightly together with his mouth parted in the perfect ‘o’. You could tell he was trying to refrain from bucking his hips up to fuck into your mouth by the way his thighs twitched underneath you. 

When you found him getting closer, alerted by his soft moans and whimpers that fell from his mouth, you pulled away. Josh would whine and shoot his body forward, the clicking of the metal restraints telling you just how badly he wanted to reach out and touch you to pull you back to him. The muscles in his jaw flexed while he threw his head back down on the pillow, letting out a frustrated groan. He closed his eyes and took in a shaky deep breath before opening them and staring back at you. You could tell he was a complete mess, but he was trying his hardest to remain composed the best way he could. 

Josh swallowed thickly and took in another deep breath, his nostrils flaring as he did. “Please mama,” he mumbled, his soft honey-colored eyes pleading with you to give in for just a moment. 

“What baby? Tell me what you want,” you cooed, rubbing the palm of one of your hands up his thigh and giving it a gentle squeeze. Josh looked down at you and pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. 

“Wanna cum,” he mumbled. 

“Hm?” you asked, gently licking your tongue over the tip of his cock. Josh shuddered and let out a soft groan, arching his back and slowly rolling his body towards you. 

“Fuck! Let me fucking cum!” Josh hissed, losing his composure. The look he shot you would normally have made you freeze in your tracks but given the position he was in you knew for a fact he could do nothing about it. 

You looked back at Josh and shot him a glare of your own, while you clicked your tongue. “That wasn’t very nice Joshy,” you replied back, pushing yourself up from where you were laying between his legs to now sit back on your heels. 

Josh’s behavior immediately changed, and you watched him soften his face, his doe eyes looking up at you from under his lashes. “I’m sorry mama, I promise I won’t do it again. Just come back,” he pleaded. 

You pushed yourself off the bed, looking at Josh to see him looking at you with a confused expression on his face. You gave him a soft smile which he returned but you could still see the wheels turning in his head while he tried to gather what you were planning. 

You stepped over to the side of the bed and reached a hand out and stroked the top of his cheek. Josh turned his head to the side, closing his eyes as he nuzzled into your palm.

“You know you’re very pretty like this…fucked out and begging while your cock twitches and leaks for me,” you coo, tracing a fingertip down the center of his chest. Josh sucks in a breath and watches your finger while it comes to a halt right below his belly button only a few inches away from his cock. Your eyes stay fixated on his face, watching his reaction but out of the corner of your eye you can see his dick bob up and down, eliciting just the reaction you were hoping for. The tip of his cock is covered in his own arousal. When you see it twitch, you also see the thin string that connects it from the tip of his cock to where it rests along his abdomen. 

Josh notices the sudden softness in your voice and perks his head, a small gleam of hope in his eyes. “Yeah?” he breathed breathlessly, “you think so?” 

You bite your lip and hum out a response of approval while removing your hand from his abdomen to brush away the loose strands of hair that now stuck to his forehead. “Of course, I do…,” you say, giving a soft smile, “But.”

You watch Josh’s demeaned change suddenly at your words and see his Adam's apple bob up and down in his throat. “But?” Josh mumbles. 

You comb your fingers through his untamed curls and then grip him at the root, tugging so he’s forced to tilt his chin upward. “But you haven’t been behaving nicely and we can’t just let that slide now, can we?” 

Josh’s let’s out a small groan when you tug at his hair, but you can tell he secretly enjoys it by the way his cock twitches below him. “No,” Josh whines, “we can’t.”

You smile down at him and move your face close to his and press a soft kiss to his lips before releasing your grip on his hair. Josh moans into the kiss and you once again hear the restraints rattle. 

Stepping away from the kiss, you turn around and walk over to the dresser. “W-what are you doing mama?” Josh asks, his voice sparking curiosity. 

You pull open one of the drawers and begin to rummage around, searching for the one thing you had set your mind on. You push away a pair of socks in the back of the drawer, revealing the item you had been searching for. You smirk and grab ahold of it and then turn back to face Josh. 

Josh looks at you and then quickly glances at the item in your hands. In your hand was a fleshlight you knew Josh kept hidden in the back of the dresser. “Fuck mama, you’re gonna fuckin kill me,” Josh sighs, pressing his head back against the pillow. 

A smirk pulls at your face, and you start to walk over to the bed, opening the drawer to the nightstand. You quickly find the bottle of lube laying inside the drawer and pull it out. “You think you can handle it?

Josh swallows and looks back at the toy in your hand. You can see his breathing start to pick up again and you know you’ve piqued his interest.

“Yeah, yeah I can,” Josh rushed out quickly. You raise your eyebrows and tilt your head to the side, wondering if he would truly be able to handle it. 

“You gonna be a good boy?” you ask, opening up the lube and squirting some of it inside the toy. Josh lets out a soft whimper and quickly nods his head. 

“P-promise mama. I’ll be so fucking good,” he rushed out, seeming rather eager at the idea of you using his toy on him. 

You finish squirting the lube into the toy and then dip your middle and index finger into it, spreading the liquid around to coat the inside of it. “Fine,” you say, tossing the bottle of lube onto the bed and then proceeding to climb on it. You swung a leg over the top of him, position yourself a little lower on his thighs as you straddled him.

“But” you say, grabbing hold of the base of his cock, hovering the toy right above his tip. “You can’t fucking cum.” And with that, you press the toy down, agonizingly slow onto his tip.

“Fuck, fuck,” Josh groans, trying his best to steady his body that had already began to shudder. He thrashed his head from side to side, closing his eyes for a brief second while he desperately tried to fight against his body’s reactions. His thighs twitched beneath you, and you could feel the slight rock of his hips as he tried to buck them up. You placed your free hand on the side of his hip, pushing it back down into the mattress. “Uh-uh, you know better.”

Josh took in a deep breath, his eyes still shut. His Adams apple bobbed in his throat and with each breath he took, you could see his chest now rising and falling at a slow and steady rhythm. 

“There you go baby,” you cooed while slowly pushing the toy all the way down onto him. Josh’s mouth parted and a breathy moan pushed past his lips. You bit your lip and watched Josh while you began a slow and steady rhythm over him. His head was turned to the side, highlighting his strong nose and the tops of his cheeks which were now flushed with a light shade of pink. His eyes were still shut which made you turn your attention to his long dark lashes that touched the very top of his rosy cheeks. He always looked beautiful but seeing him like this was your favorite. 

Josh let out soft moans and whimpers while you continued to glide the toy over him. His hands that were restrained at his sides were bawled into loose fists, riding out the wave of pleasure that now coursed through his body. 

“Open your eyes for me. Want you to watch while I fuck you,” you whispered. Josh slowly opened his eyes, looking at your face with lids lowered halfway making him look completely fucked out. You peered back at him with a small grin but then found yourself letting out a low groan as you watched his eyes flick down to your hand that was slowly moving the toy over him. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth which made you glance at the small gap between his front teeth. Josh let out a soft groan, leaning his whole body back against the pillow as he fully submerged himself in his own pleasure.

A cocky grin startled to tug at the corner of Josh’s mouth now knowing the effects he was now starting to place on you. You had to give it to him, even though he was in no place to try and provoke or challenge you, he always knew the best way to get yourself riled up even if your attention was fully placed on him. 

“Watch it,” you hissed, breaking up the slow rhythm by slamming the toy all the way down on him and holding it still so he was buried inside. Josh lurched forward but then was quickly pulled back by the restraints. His brows were knitted tightly together, and his jaw was loose, letting a moan escape past them. 

“Fuck mama!” he grunted, pushing his hips up against the toy, burying himself further into the soft, silky walls of the toy. This time, you didn’t try and push his hips back down and let him chase it, knowing you soon were going to rip it away. 

“Yeah?” you quipped, cocking a brow at him while you slowly pulled the toy off of him and plunged it back down. Josh let out a hoarse moan from deep in his chest and nodded his head slowly while darting his eyes back and forth from your face to the toy. 

“Good,” you said and began a steady pace over him. Now the room was filled with Josh’s cries of pleasure and the lewd sounds that came from the toy each time you plunged it down on him. 

You let yourself watch, your eyes casting down to watch your fist gripping the toy as you worked it over him. Each time you pulled the toy upward, you could see the sticky mess that was created, clinging to the base of his cock and slowly dripped down to cover his balls. You felt your own lids get heavy with lust seeing the sight before you. “God, you’re a fucking mess,” you muttered. 

Josh met your eyes and slowly nodded while pulling his bottom lip back between his teeth. “I know mama," he panted, “you always make such a mess out of me.”

A soft groan left you and you flicked your eyes back down to watch. You kept the same steady rhythm over him and let your free hand start to rub against his thigh, squeezing and kneading at the firm muscle. You shifted yourself further back on his thighs, so you now were sitting just above his knee. 

With each pass of your hand, you let it come higher and higher. This time when you slid it back up, you let your thumb graze the side of his balls. Josh let out a groan, his eyes finding yours. You saw the enticing gleam in his eye, which made your blood start to rush with excitement. 

You slowly started to move your hand over and softly cupped his balls in your hand. Josh let out a moan and arched his back which only made him press himself further into your hand the toy that you were still working over him. You started to roll them around in your hand and you watched Josh’s reaction. 

He was a panting and whining mess with his chest now rising and falling in an unsteady rhythm unlike before. You could tell he was getting more and more worked up, but you weren’t quite done teasing him and the both of you knew it. 

Josh closed his eyes for a moment and rolled his neck, the veins on the side of his neck poking out a bit while he took in a shuddering breath before he opened his eyes and stared at you. His pupils were blown completely wide and the warm brightness that was usually held in his eyes was completely stripped away. “Please,” he muttered, his bottom lip hanging down a bit letting you see the saliva that coated it while his eyes pouring into you desperately pleading with you. 

“Please what?” you asked nonchalantly, pretending you didn’t have an idea as to what he was asking for. You cupped his balls a bit harder which made him flare his nostrils a bit and his eyes roll backwards. He shut his eyes for a second before he shook his head from side to side, clearing his clouded mind. His eyes locked back with yours and you watched as he tilted his head down a bit to further catch your eyes. God he always looked so good when he was begging…

“You know what I want, baby,” he whispered. 

“You’re right…I do know,” you hummed back to him. Your eyes then darted to the side, glancing at the bottle of lube resting next to you. Your eyes flicked back up to him and you watched as his own danced around your face, trying to figure out if you were truly going to give him what he wanted. 

You let out a sigh and nodded. “You have been really good for me….,” you replied, and you instantly saw Josh’s eyes grow wide with excitement. “But. I swear to God you better not fucking cum Josh,” you said through gritted teeth.

Josh quickly nodded, “I won’t, I promise I won’t,” Josh rushed out. You nodded and let out a soft hum of approval. You pulled your hands away from, keeping the toy on him as it laid against his stomach.  You reached to the side of you, grabbing the bottle of lube and popped open the cap. You gently shook the bottle and then squeezed the clear liquid onto your pointer and middle fingers. 

You closed the bottle and tossed it aside as you began to spread the lube over your fingers by letting them rub against the pad of your thumb. When you looked back at Josh, you saw him looking back at you staring intently at what you were doing. You reached forward and took the toy back in your grasp, making Josh shudder ever so slightly. 

You started to move the toy back over him, picking back up the steady pace you were using before. You let your other hand move downward, grazing over the top of his balls before continuing their decent lower. Your middle finger was the first to make contact with his entrance and you slowly started to swirl your finger around it. Josh let out a strangled moan and bucked his hips up, making your finger slide over him again. 

“Yeah? Does that feel good Joshy?” you asked in a soft voice, slowly adding more pressure as you continued to swirl your finger around him. All Josh could do was respond with a nod of his head, too far gone by the feeling of you moving the toy on him and the added feeling of your finger as it swirled at his entrance. 

You wanted to catch him off guard, so you suddenly started to move the toy over him quickly which made him curse loudly and thrash his body around. You continued to work over him and when he squeezed his eyes closed and let out a loud groan, you slipped your finger inside of him. 

Josh’s breath was caught in his chest and his eyes quickly flew open and settled on you. “O-oh fuck,” he moaned, lifting his hips up to meet the rhythm of the toy as you pressed it down on him. You slowed the rhythm of the toy down just a bit and began to slide your finger in and out of Josh. 

Again, the sound of the restraint clinking drew your attention to them, and you watched one of Josh’s bawled fists flex outward before he pressed it back into a tight fist. You continued your movements with your eyes fixated on every part of him. You had done this so many times that you now knew exactly how to calculate when he would tip over the edge. 

The slight twitch of the muscle in his abdomen alerted you along with his now staggered breathing. You began to toe the line, switching up the rhythm of the toy and seeing just how long you could drag it out. Josh started to whine, and his shaky breaths told you just how close he was. 

“Don’t you fucking do it,” you hissed through your teeth, flashing him a stern look. Josh swallowed thickly and nodded his head. You held his eye contact and curled your finger upward. Josh’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he turned his face to the side and bit down on his bicep to stifle his moan. 

“Mama please I-I can’t,” Josh whimpered. You let out a sigh and slowly pulled the toy off of him but kept your finger inserted in him. 

“Fine,” you said, clicking your tongue against the roof of your mouth. You knew even without the toy; he would still be just as close with your finger pumping inside of him. You started to pump into him with a steady rhythm watching his face and chest now become covered in a thin layer of sweat that glistened in the light. 

You slid your finger out of him, rubbing a small circle over his entrance and then added your other finger and pushed into him. Josh let out a deep moan and threw his head back while you began to work both of your fingers in him. 

“Fuck baby feels so fucking good,” he moaned. 

“I know baby fuck- you look so fucking good,” you hummed back, taking in the sight of him completely losing control over himself. 

When you start to pump your fingers faster into him, you could tell that he was starting to teeter over that edge again. You didn’t let up your movements though, you continued at the same pace not giving into him. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Josh moaned, trashing his head to the side. You watched as his dick started to twitch and the muscle in his stomach started to tighten. “Mama, I-I’m gonna cum. Can I please fucking cum?”

You shook your head and continued to pump your fingers. “No Joshy, not just yet.”

“Baby- ah fuck! Please!” Josh cried. 

“Don’t you fucking do it Josh,” you hissed. Josh tried to calm himself down by taking in deep breaths, but you knew it was no good. You curled both of your fingers which made him cry out and then pulled your fingers out of him, but it was too late. 

Josh cock started to twitch, and you watched as his cum spurted from his tip and coated his stomach. Josh’s head was thrown back against the pillow, his Adam's apple on full display. He turned his head to the side, rubbing his damp forehead against the inside of his bicep before he turned to you. His eyes were the first thing you noticed, and you watched as they softened and looked at you apologetically. 

You took in a deep breath, turning your head to the side and clicking your tongue against your teeth. “Thought you promised me you wouldn’t?”

“Mama please! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to I-I just…fuck it felt so good,” Josh stuttered out, trying to regain control of his breathing. 

“Oh! Well, if that’s the case,” you chirped out, “Then it’s fine,” you said with a warm smile. 

Josh frowned; a look of confusion come over his face. “Wait really?” Josh asked, letting a relieved sigh follow him. 

“No,” you said sternly. You immediately reached for his cock and grasped it firmly in your hand. Josh let out a whine and when you swiped your thumb over his tip, he bucked his hips up and cursed at you. “Still a bit sensitive?”

“Mmm, yes mama,” Josh breathed out, “very sensitive.”

“Too bad,” you said and then started to stroke his cock quickly. The combination of the lube that was still left on his cock and the cum that coated the tip of his cock, made your hand slide over him with ease. 

Josh’s breathing picked up again and his whole body seemed to twitch beneath you. His hands yanked hard against the restraints, and you could see the veins on the tops of his hands and arms poke out. “Fucking christ! Fuck you!” Josh hissed. 

You clenched your jaw and when you stroked him upward again, squeezed ever so slightly on his tip. You leaned forward, your face hovering right over his. “What the fuck did you just say?”

Josh’s eyes held yours and you saw him glare at you. “I said…fuck yo-”. He was immediately cut off by you bringing your hand up and delivering a sharp smack to the side of his face. Josh’s head turned to the side, and you watched him push his tongue against the inside of his cheek. You could tell that your sudden reaction had secretly turned him on by the way his cock twitched in your hand.”

“Fucking brat! God! And you were doing so well,” you said, clicking your tongue against your teeth. Josh let out a deep sigh, but you could see the corner of his lip twitching as he forced away a smile. You did the same and pressed a soft kiss to his nose before straightening yourself back up over top of him. 

You continued to stroke your hand over him, and you watched his eyes slip shut. It wasn’t long before he started to shake again, still riding the wave of his first orgasm. “Fuck mama, I’m so fucking close,” Josh whined. 

“Good baby good,” you whispered softly, sliding your hand up his shaft and twisting your wrist once you got to his tip. 

“Fuck! Can I? Can I please cum,” Josh pleaded, looking deep into your eyes. You battled it around in your head, but you knew you had put him through enough tonight. When you slowly nodded your head, you watched as relief flooded over his face. 

You picked up your pace again and when Josh started to shake you slipped your other hand down and pushed your finger back into him. “Cum for me,” you said, curling your finger upward. 

That was all he needed before he came completely undone, cumming harder than he had the first time. He squirmed beneath you, his legs shaking, and cock twitching as warm spurts added to the mess that he had already made on his stomach. You let out a hum of approval and slowed both of your hands, steadying them. Josh laid there panting before you, soft moans slipping past him while he rode out the length of his orgasm. 

When he finally calmed down, he opened his eyes back up and gave you a toothy grin. You smiled back, pulling both of your hands away from him. You scooted yourself higher over him and leaned yourself forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. When you pulled away, you let your face hover only a few inches away from his. “So good baby,” you said, bringing a hand up to wipe away the sweat that was beaded at his forehead. 

Josh let out a deep sigh, his face now looking completely relaxed as a wall of exhaustion now hit him. “You know I love you, but can you please get these off of my hands,” Josh said with a slight chuckle. You chuckled back and nodded, leaning yourself up while you started to undo the restraints.

Once they were off of his wrist, his hands immediately grabbed onto you, holding you close to him. His hands slid up and down your sides, softly gliding along the fabric of your shirt. You let out a soft him, sinking into the feeling of his gentle touches. 

“You made quite a mess,” you said, glancing down to his stomach. Josh chuckled and followed your gaze. 

“Guess I did.”

“Shouldn’t be too pleased with yourself, didn’t even tell you that you could the first time,” you said, cocking a brow but now hiding the smile that was on your face. 

“I know baby I know but fuck…you know I love your hands. They feel so good.”

You smiled at him and gave him a knowing look. “Oh, trust me I know…”

“Won’t happen again I promise,” Josh said softly, grinning back at you. 

“You say that but we both know how you are…you and that fucking temper of yours. So impatient,” you quipped back, pressing a kiss to the top of his cheek. Josh blushed a bit and rolled his eyes. 

“Yeah...I know. Now…let me take care of you,” Josh said and grabbed your waist and flipped you, so you now were on your back with him hovering between your legs. 

“Oh!” you said, raising your eyebrows while you looked up at him. 

Josh leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. “Hands up mama…it’s your turn now.” 

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All he ever wanted ~ Jake Kiszka x Reader

Jake Kiszka x reader

18+ Minors DNI!!!!!!

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, oral (m rec), oral (f rec), unprotected sex, a little fluff, a little angst, light choking. Pleae let me know if I missed anything <3

A/n: Just some cute friends with benefits turned lovers with Jake. <3 (I posted this months ago and then deleted it so now Im reposting it!

Word Count: 2.6K

All he could do was stare. 

A shiver ran down his spine. 

Panic. 

He knew that if he did not do anything to stop her, this would be it. 

All of his limbs felt frozen as he watched her frantically pack up her stuff scattered around his usually peaceful bedroom. 

Do something! He thought, though his feet felt as if they had been nailed to the hardwood floor.

She turned towards him as if to give him a chance to undo what he had done. 

Her tear streaked face made her even more beautiful, and for the first time that night he truly realized the depth of the damage he had caused. 

Her sad eyes stared into his own tear filled ones. 

“I feel like I’m drowning, Jake. And you seem to just be fine, floating around treading in a sea of chaos,” she finally spoke in a whisper. Her energy was long gone, her throat sore from the screaming match that had taken place earlier in the evening. 

Gaining some strength he shook his head and stepped forward cautiously. 

“All I’ve ever wanted is to be with you.”

“You are everywhere all at once, but at the same time you’re never here,” she shook her head at him and stepped back, both of their stances faltering. 

Realization hit them both at the exact same time; maybe it was best if they went their separate ways. 

He immediately shook the idea out of his head, he did not want that. 

He began racking his brain for things he could possibly do to make her believe his words, because he knew that his words were nothing but empty promises to her. 

“Are you actually leaving me or do you just need some space?” He whispered, his voice smaller than she’d ever heard it. 

“I don't know,” she sighed. “You’re leaving, and for a long time. I know what I signed up for when we started this agreement. It was never meant to have feelings involved.”  

He grew frustrated, maybe even angry. 

He knew he had been the one to make it all come crashing down around them, their own little bubble bursting into a million pieces in a matter of seconds. 

How could she not see how deeply he felt for her? 

How could she not see the yearning for her in his eyes every time she got out of his bed in the early mornings, the moon shining strategically onto her form as she picked up her clothes, leaving him there alone, in a now cold bed. 

He allowed himself to reminisce for a short moment. 

-

Her long hair fell over her shoulders as her naked form moved above him. 

Both of them were close to a bursting euphoria that they only felt when being in each other's arms like this.

Jake watched intently at where their bodies were connected as she leaned forward towards him, her knees getting weaker the closer she got. 

Both of their moans filled the room as they came.

His whole body was trembling as the intense, blissful white pleasure took over him. 

He wasn't entirely present but he was sure he might have let out a long drawn out yell like moan. 

He had never in his life experienced such intense euphoria as he did in that moment. The pleasure so pure it made his head spin even as he was coming back down to the present again. Back to her.

Their eyes locked, and in both of their eyes were a thousand words neither of them dared to say out loud.

He didn't know what his soul was meant for or what it was made of, but in that moment with her, he knew that they were one in the same. Bound to be connected by not only sex but love. 

I will surely screw this up, he thought.

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And screw up he did, though not in the way most might think. It had been his idea, after all, to not involve feelings, making it a strict friends with benefits relationship. 

And although she had agreed, he could still see the hurt in her eyes.

For months they ended most of their nights in one another's beds. Sometimes even in hotel rooms somewhere as he traveled and lived out his dreams with his brothers. 

But, it was him that uttered those words that were strictly off limits just mere hours ago.

She’d recoiled back from him as if he had physically struck her in the face.

All he ever wanted, all he ever needed, was her. But how do you make someone understand the depths of your love when you have simultaneously been the one to deprive them of that same love for months?

Never in his life had he felt so at a loss for words, now when he needed them the most. 

He wasn’t sure what he would do if she actually left, though he did know for sure that if she did go, a piece of him would leave with her. 

It was truly now or never, he had to get it right this time. 

Taking a step towards her once more, he waited to see if she moved back again. But when she didn't, he closed the rest of the distance between them and placed a gentle hand upon her still tear stained cheek. 

“Will you please just listen to me for a second?” He begged.

“If you decide that you still want to leave after then you can, I will never force you to do anything. But please just give me a few minutes.” Not only did his voice beg her but his soft, sad brown eyes that she knew she would not be able to say no to, did too.

When she didn't say anything he took that as a yes. 

“At first it was just sex for me, and I know I hurt you when I told you that I didn’t want more than that,” he explained and took a deep breath. 

He was about to attempt to put his love for her into words, say it to her face and he did not know if she would accept it or give him her love in return. But to him, in this moment he knew it had to be done. Even if it meant that she might potentially break his heart. 

“Words don't come easy to me so forgive me if I stumble and make a fool of myself.”

“I don't know when it shifted for me, maybe the feelings were there from the beginning and I was too stubborn to acknowledge them.”

“I love you. And not how I love my friends and family. I love you as in I want you around me at all times because you make even the gloomiest of days shine brighter. I love you as in whenever we are apart, it feels like a piece of me isn't there. And I know our moments together are short, but they don't have to be, not anymore. I want you in all aspects of life. I want you in the morning while you sleep in so I can slip away to make you breakfast for no particular reason other than because I love you. “

“I am not trying to get you to stay by saying all these things so we can keep having a sexual relationship only. I am saying it to make you see that I truly want you. All of you.”

By the time his eyes flicked up to hers, her eyes had filled up with new tears though he wasn't sure what kind of tears they were. 

“Everytime I kiss you, I hope you can taste all the words I want to say to you that I know I shouldn't. Ever since you stepped into my life everything has been better. I wake up and my first thought is how you are feeling and what you are up to. I know I have not been fair to you, but I promise you this; I will dedicate all of my remaining days into showing you just how much you mean to me. I love you,” he concluded as he swept away her tears. 

“I am scared,” she admitted quietly. 

“I am scared that if I give my heart to you, you might break it without meaning to.”

He smiled softly at her, “I have proven time and time again that I am unworthy of your love, and I know I stumble into situations that end up hurting you. But if you are willing, even in my darkest moments I will cradle your heart with such gentle hands that it will never break. Never at my hand and never by anyone else’s, for as long as I am alive.”

Before he could really comprehend what was happening her lips were on his. Her bags dropped to the floor with a loud thud. 

In their kiss there was no longer pain and sorrow but a newly found higher passion and love.

The need to be as close to each other as possible grew intensely as their frantic hands pushed and pulled at their clothes that now felt like one heavy barrier. 

He laid her down on the bed as he’d done so many times before, though this time with purpose and much gentler hands. 

“I love you too,” she whispered out as he poured his love out onto her in his kisses. 

He lifted his head to look at the girl under him, enamored by her soft spoken declaration of reciprocated love for him.

“I want all of you too, and I’m also sorry, for being so cruel to you earlier with my words and actions. I’m sorry for denying you as well and making you feel as if you were wrong for telling me how you feel when we said that we would be honest with each other from the beginning,” she said, stroking his cheek and the little patch of hair on his upper lip. 

He shook his head at her as he leaned down to kiss her lips quickly before he replied. 

“You don't have to say you're sorry.”

“Okay, but I am and I know we need to talk more about this, but right now all I want is you,” she spoke, to which he smiled and silently agreed.

Her hand came up to his chest and gently pushed him to lay beside her. 

As she crawled over him, she left kisses everywhere, and as she descended down to where he wanted her to be most, she whispered a final I love you to him.

She began kissing his length all the way down and up again as her right hand grabbed him at the base, and with a final kiss on the tip she opened her mouth and gently guided him onto her tongue, his cock laying heavy and throbbing with need for her on it. 

As she bobbed her head up and down he threw his head back panting, all the while letting out tiny whines. His hand reached down to hold onto her hair, he knew she was there but he needed to feel her so as to not lose himself completely.

As he felt himself growing close he gently pulled her off him, to which she whined and pouted.

“I don't want it to be over so soon, besides I have been dreaming about the way you taste for weeks,” he smiled up at her. 

He laid her back down onto the bed, kissing his way down to the place he never wanted to leave, and as he got the first taste he's had in weeks, his eyes rolled back and a low growl came out directly onto her clit. Her back arched off the bed as she let him take her in any way he wanted to. 

Her moans filled the room as he worked on her, switching between sucking her into his mouth and shaking his head vigorously. He knew though that the trick to get her there was to circle his tongue around her clit in fast tight circles. So that's exactly what he did until she was calling out his name and putting a trembling hand through his hair and if she had not stopped him right then he would have continued for the next several hours. 

When she came down from her high he captured her lips in an even more passionate kiss than before, if that was possible. 

“Please, please fuck me Jake,” she pleaded with him, though she did not have to beg nor try to convince him to do it. 

“Oh, I plan on it, Sweetheart,” he said grinning. 

She layed splayed out on the bed, hair wild and for a moment he allowed himself to admire her. Her big eyes were sparkling at him with a hint of lust in them. 

Snapping out of it he grabbed himself and looked up at her to see if she was ready, only to find her in a similar trance-like state, looking at him lost in her own head. 

His grin grew as he slapped the head of his cock down onto her sensitive clit to snap her out of it. 

She gasped lightly as a similar grin crept up on her face.

“Are we doing this or-'' she didn't get to finish her sentence before he pushed himself into her in one thrust. Both of their eyes rolled back into their heads. 

“God, I've missed you,” he panted out as he set a pace that was borderline brutal. 

“I lo-love you, I love your cock so much. Fuck…” she cried out, grabbing onto him by his shoulders. 

“I love you, s-so much too. Fuck, come here,” He moaned out as he pulled out of her flipping her over onto her stomach.

He laid his full body weight onto her and began thrusting deeply into her from behind, as his arms circled to hug her around her neck. 

He reveled in being this close to her, to feel this connected to her on a deeper level than they had ever shared before, because now they could. There was nothing holding them back from each other now.

He could feel her getting close as he panted and whined directly into her ear and flipped them both over so they were now both on their backs. 

As he drove into her so hard their skin grew red, he moved his left hand up to her neck lightly squeezing it, just how he knew she liked it and when his other hand reached down to circle her clit she cried out for him.

“I got you, Love. I got you. Let go for me, show me how much you love me and I’ll do the same. I'm so close, God! You feels so fucking good,” He exclamied as his moans grew louder, nearing his end. 

His hand tightened its grip on her throat and as he moved to an even faster pace than before she reached her high and as he felt her cum around him he reached his as well.

High pitched, whiney and long drawn out moans filled the space around them as they both experienced that same euphoria they only had being with one another. 

Jake loosened his grip around her throat as they both fell limp against each other. 

She moved to lay down beside him and as they both let out a content sigh the pair locked eyes, and in that moment they both knew that this is exactly where they both belonged. 

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The end <3

Sub!Josh my Beloved, goddamn

🥳Han’s Midnight

Thoughts🥳

This is quite literally a filthy sub!Josh fic idea that I cannot make into an entire fic bc I have 2 Josh fics in the swamp as we speak. SUPER SMUT IMMEDIATELY BELOW THE CUT; MINORS DNI.

Okay but what if Josh made this face when you made him cum?

What if you started out sucking his cock while he ate your pussy at the same time?

What if you started off slow, just softly gliding your tongue from the very tip of his head all the way down to the start of his balls and back again? What if you went so slowly it was torturous? What then?

What if after doing this a few times, you felt him twitch against your tongue while he moaned into your heat? What if you got so turned on at the sounds he made that you took his whole length in your throat and swallowed it?

What if you did that a second time?

A third?

What if every single time your throat closed around him, he whimpered, never letting your pussy leave his mouth?

What if you involuntarily clenched your walls around his tongue every time you swallowed him? What if he responded by pulling you further into his mouth? What if you started taking him faster?

What if he broke the suction he’d created on your clit to moan louder than he had been? What if he whined as you took him faster and faster down your throat? What if he cinched his brows and said, “Ohhhh god, mama. Please.” What then?

What if you increased your pace still? What if he tried to keep eating your pussy but couldn’t because his breath kept getting stuck in his throat? What if all he could manage was a stray lick or two at a time before he gasped again?

What if he got so close to cumming down your throat that when you felt him squeeze your ass that rested in his face, you felt his hands trembling?

What if the second that he was on the tip of his cusp, you stopped? What if you swung your legs to one side of him and turned yourself around to face him? What if you let his cock slip from between your lips and watched it throb against his stomach while you sat at his feet?

What if you watched his eyes grow wide as he realized what was happening? What if his mouth sat agape as he gazed at you?

What if the shocked look in his eyes turned immediately into pleading?

Begging?

What if he was willing to do absolutely anything you wanted if you’d just finish him?

What if he told you that? What if he begged for you?

What if between heavy breaths he begged you to ride him? What if he told you that he needed to be inside of you? What if he told you that all he wanted was to cum inside your perfect pussy?

What if the second that you had taken half his length, his hips bucked up into yours hard enough for his balls to make contact with your ass because he couldn’t wait any longer? What if as soon as he bottomed out, a beautiful, thick cry pushed itself up from his chest and out past his perfectly wet lips?

What if as you continually bounced harder and faster on his cock, he continued to meet your hips in the middle, slamming himself up into your core the smallest bit further? What if his hands conformed to the shape of your hips, sternly holding you in place? What if he let out a sharp exhale each time your skin met, leaving him to inhale ragged breaths in between?

What if as you pressed on, you watched his mouth change from hanging slack to having his teeth clenched and his brows scrunched as tight as they would go? What if you felt his legs start to shake under you as you sank down on his cock again and again?

What if you felt his hips stutter as hot sweat beaded on his forehead? What if his grip on your hips grew impossibly tighter? What if he cried out through clenched teeth as he released into the depths of your core, an absolutely seething expression on his face? What if every muscle in his body stayed tightened until you’d ridden him through the longest orgasm you’d given him to date?

What if?

What then?

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You know how pirates would have a symbol branded on their hands showing they were a pirate? I figured why not do the same thing, but make it the caravel symbol 🤭

Captain Jake Kiszka, the most feared pirate on the seas.

We Chose The Road

Josh x Male Reader! - Childhood Bestfriends

This is an idea that I've had for a little bit, and I thought I'd finally give it a go! Please feel free to leave any comments or ideas below, and let me know what you think!

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You had forgotten to close the blinds last night, and as the moon reached its peak, you fell into bed, enveloped by the tranquility of the night.

The warmth of the morning sun gently kissed your skin, coaxing you to rise. You hummed softly, wrapped in the comfort of your bed, before turning over and pulling the covers over your head.

As you eased back into sleep, a faint rap at the door broke the silence. Opting to ignore the disturbance, you covered your face with your hands.

"Y/N, are you awake?" a familiar voice called out, coaxing you to finally open your eyes.

The door creaked open, welcoming even more light into your room.

"I am now," you replied, pushing the covers down from your face and sitting up.

Rubbing your eyes, you discerned the figure standing in the doorway. Of course, he was already dressed, despite not needing to leave until later in the day.

"Oh, I'm sorry - I thought you were already up. I made breakfast!" he said, stretching his arms above his head. You offered him a smile before swinging your legs off the bed and pulling your hair out of your face.

"It's alright, Josh," you chuckled, before looking up at him once more. "I slept in, anyway."

He nodded before turning and closing the door behind him.

It was your third week in the cozy cottage with him. He had decided to take a break from touring to focus on his writing and had invited you to accompany him.

It didn't take much persuading for you to join him, as the two of you had been best friends for as long as you could remember. He had always been the same with you - a constant ball of sunshine that you had grown to cherish.

Given the remote nature of your job, it wasn't too much trouble to pack up and venture into the woods with him. Besides, you didn't want him to spend too much time alone, especially since you had missed him the last time he was away. 

Time had already begun to fly, feeling as if you had been in this cottage forever. He had gotten an insane amount of work done, having spent night after night staying up late, writing and rewriting stanzas.

He had allowed you to peek every so often, asking for your opinions, and how you felt the story was being told. As always, you loved everything that he had offered to you, always finding the way that he wrote enchanting.

You couldn’t help but listen when he would sing ever so softly from the living room, illuminated only by a small lamp that sat in the corner, running his hands over the keys of the piano.

He had a certain way with words that you could never find the words to describe - a way of telling a story that you had never seen emulated.

The way that he could string words together always surprised you, evoking emotions that you hadn’t even considered before. 

The smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as you finally opened the door, stepping out into the hallway. You stuck your head into his room for a moment, noticing that he had already dressed his bed, and packed his bag for the day. His punctuality never ceased to amuse you.

  As you entered the kitchen, you noticed the spread that had been laid out for the two of you - warm toast, bacon, and eggs had been prepared for you, as always.

You could never find the words to express how grateful you were for him - despite having an enormous amount of work to do, and despite the amount of time that the two of you had spent together, he always tried his hardest to make you feel at home with him, and it meant the world to you.

A fresh vase of flowers adorned the windowsill, adding a touch of natural beauty to the room.. You sat yourself at the table as he quickly came over, filling your mug with coffee. He always knew just how you liked it. It warmed your heart,  a smile tugging at the sides of your lips.

“You know I could always make breakfast” you teased, looking up at him.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head - “Its the least that I could do, after dragging you all the way out here. You must be bored out of your mind.” he replied, before sitting across from you, dipping his knife into a tub of butter and spreading it across the slice of toast in his hand. 

You shook your head at him, “Josh, we’ve spoken about this! I’m not bored, not as long as we’re together. Besides, I like watching you work - sure, the shows are fun, but the work that goes on behind the scenes is amazing.” you replied, furrowing your eyebrows at him. 

Every few days, he would ask you if you’d prefer to be at home, if you were sure that you still wanted to be here. Each and every time, you would emphasize that you were exactly where you wanted to be.

As long as you were with him, you were happy. 

One of your favorite things about him was his endless ability to talk. By all means, you could have spent the rest of breakfast in silence, simply considering what your plans for the day would be, but he refused to let that happen. He began to describe his idea for a song that he was working on, wanting to tell the story of travelling the world, and the feeling of being away from home. 

This caught your attention, raising your head from your plate as a thought bounced around in your head. He noticed your sudden change in posture, raising an eyebrow. 

“I know that look. You’ve just come up with something.” he hummed, his voice gentle. He knew you better than anyone. 

“What if we lived it?” you suggested.

He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head at you. His light brown hair fell over his eyes as he did so, as he began to consider the idea.

“Not like tour, sure, you spend most of the year travelling around, but that’s different. What if it was just the two of us, sight-seeing, camping, the lot of it!” you suggested.

He went silent for a moment, leaning back in his chair, and resting his chin on his hands. “Like.. a roadtrip?” he questioned.

You nodded enthusiastically, “Exactly like a roadtrip! We’ll choose the road! And it’ll do you some good to get out of this place!” 

He hummed quietly, before nodding. “You know what? I think you’re right.”

And so it was decided.