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gretavangroupie · 1 year

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Muse (Part 3)

Word count: 5.0k+

Pairing: Danny x Female Reader

Summary: After a blow out at the bar one fateful night, Danny is left questioning the nature of his relationship with his enemy the bartender.

Warnings: 18+ as always, language, drinking, sexual situations, smut, fluff.

Part Two

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A/N: Special shoutout to my beta, my co-writer, and my dear friend @gvfjess . Every wonderful, amazing, sexy part of this story came from her big beautiful brain. Muse would absolutely not be what it is without her and I cannot thank her enough for her love and support through this process. We have loved writing this together and hope you love it too.

Without Further Ado...

HER POV

“No.” you say. You aren’t sure if its the alcohol making you brave or your actual feelings towards Danny finally spilling over. You quickly turn your head to the side not wanting to look at him or see his reaction. Afraid of the repercussions.

“No, what? Use your words I want to hear you say it.” He says pulling your face back to him roughly by your chin.

Pausing you look at him, sliding your hand between the two of you. Your hand reaches under his sweater, fingertips grazing his abdomen slowly making your way down, brushing your fingers through his happy trail before resting them at his belt.

“No, don’t stop.” You whisper.

Fuck he looks so good. Damn him.

“I still fucking hate you…” he says grabbing your face staring at you.

“Good that will make it even better.” You reply, your lips almost touching.

His lips crash into yours, hot and wet your tongues violently melding together. Both of his hands come up to hold your face forcefully as your hands snake around his back and pull his body closer to yours. You pull away from his kiss, and lean your head back, his lips attaching to the sensitive skin of your neck. A light moan leaving your lips at the feeling of his tongue on your skin. His hips jolting forward grinding into you before he pulls his face back and looks at you smugly.

“I bet you have just been dying for this haven’t you?” He asks. “Is that why you were such a tease all night?”

“Maybe it was…maybe I just knew I could make you do whatever I wanted.” You reply. “Guess I was right. But if I remember correctly, you would never want a girl like me? Remember that Daniel?”

Clenching his teeth together, he places his hand back on your throat pressing you to the wall he says, “Let’s just get one thing straight…I am the one in control here. Not you, so shut that pretty little mouth or I will show you a better use for it.”

“Promise?” You reply snark lacing your words.

“Careful what you wish for.” He snaps back as you run your tongue across your teeth, his eyes locked in on the action.

“No.” You reply in a challenging tone.

His eyes break away from yours and he looks around before saying, “Fuck it! Since you wanted to act like a little slut all night, I’ll treat you like one, bend over.” He says, bending you at the waist.

His hands slide up the sides of your thighs and under the hem of your dress, pushing it up around your waist, revealing your bare center. His hands run over your ass, the feeling of his rough hands gliding across your skin, sending a shiver through your body.

“Absolutely dripping for me, and I haven’t even touched you yet.” He says, two fingers sliding through the arousal coating your core. His fingers slide through you again, circling your clit, a moan leaving your lips.

“You need to shut the fuck up before we get caught, and you don't get shit.” He seethes.

You hear him unbuckle his belt, and the zipper of his pants descend. You’re facing away from him so you cant see it, but you can feel it hanging heavily against your ass. His hand strokes his dick, bumping into your ass with each upward stroke.

“I cant believe you have me here about fuck you, after all the shit you’ve said, god I could kill you sometimes… Just remember you asked for this…” he says. You feel the tip of his dick align with your opening. He widens his stance, his left hand planted firmly on your hip, fingertips digging deeply into the supple skin.

Just as you feel him pushing forward, a car pulls into the driveway, headlights flashing their high beams directly onto the house, highlighting the two of you on the side of the house. He pulls you up to standing pressing you firmly against him, suctioning your bodies to the side of the house as closely as possible. His right hand comes up to cover your mouth and a group of people emerge from the car, and begin to walk through the yard to get to the house. You open your mouth, and suck his middle finger in, swirling your tongue around it and sucking with gentle pressure. Feeling his cock twitching against your bare ass he pushes his pointer finger in to join the other. You spin around to face him sucking his fingers more dramatically, imitating the motions of a proper blow job. His mouth hangs slack and his fingers descend deeper into your mouth, pressing on the back of your tongue. You suck them tightly and pull your head back while not breaking eye contact. As his fingers begin to leave your mouth they linger on your swollen lips as you bite the tips of his fingers, hard.

“Fuck!” He seethes. “I hope you’re enjoying yourself now princess, because you’re about to be screaming my name. ” He zips his pants and loosely buckles his belt. “Pull your dress down, we’re leaving.” He says pulling your arm as you walk across the front yard. Your other hand shimmies your dress back down.

“Where are we going?” You ask.

“We are going to get in my car, I am going to drive us quickly back to my place, and then I am going to do exactly as I see fit for a teasing little slut, until you are begging me to stop.” He says, unlocking his car.

He pulls the passenger door open and you climb inside, the door shutting behind you. He climbs into the drivers seat, the engine roaring to life as he maneuvers the car through the maze of cars parked along the street.

“Open your legs” he demands.

His fingertips brushing across your inner thigh, coaxing them open.

“You know, it wasn’t very nice of you to tease that poor guy all night, he is probably inside right now looking everywhere for you. And where are you?” He asks. “Answer.”

“Here.” You reply.

“Here where?” He says fishing for more.

“With you Danny.” You reply.

“Never thought I would like the sound of my name leaving your lips.” He says, a finger swiping through your center.

“So wet for me…” he says bringing his finger to his mouth tasting you.

You swallow harshly at the sight.

The car pulls into the familiar parking spot, and you both get out meeting at the front, walking to the door together.

He puts the key in the lock and twists the knob, letting you walk in first. The room is dimly light by a single lamp.

You turn to face him dropping your purse and jacket on the floor, your lips desperately seeking his. You push him backwards against the door, as he twists the lock, his hands then gripping your hips pulling you up to wrap your legs around his waist.

He spins you both around to rest your back against the door, as you lift your head letting him bite and nip at your neck, a moan leaving your lips.

“Look at you…whining to be fucked after acting like you were so much better than me… Now you’re begging for my dick.” He says releasing your legs.

You drop down to the floor in a kneeling position staring up at him.

“You always said you wanted me on my knees… here I am.” You say devilishly.

Your hand reaches up and unbuckles his pants, while he undoes his button and zipper.

You pull the pants down and see his dick bulging out of his boxers. He kicks his pants off and pulls off his sweater, exposing his perfectly defined abs and the dark smattering of hair that adorns his pelvis in a perfect array.

You dip your fingers into his boxers, gently tugging them down to release his length from the confines of his boxers. He steps out kicking them to the side and grabbing the base of his dick. It’s big, bigger than you expected, but everything you imagined. His length is slightly more pale than the rest of his perfectly tanned body, the tip matching the dark pink shade of his lips.

He strokes himself back and forth a few times before you take him in your hands, lining him up with your mouth. You look up at him and your lips part allowing him access.

You take the tip into your mouth swirling around the sensitive underside with your tongue. The veins in his neck protruding at the contact. His hand weaves into the top of your hair, as you begin to take in more of him into your mouth. He is too large to accept fully, but he seems more than pleased when his tip is pressing against the back of your throat.

“Jesus Christ, you are a little slut aren’t you? A slut for me. You’re doing so good taking my dick like this, might let you cum later.” He says as he begins to thrust into your mouth. He looks down smugly, silently asking approval to continue you. You nod and he begins to pick up the pace.

You moan around him, the feeling of him so hard in your mouth, making your own arousal pool between your legs.

“You like that? You like when I fuck your face like a little slut?” He says as he continues to pound into your mouth. Both of his hands are now guiding your head back and forth as he thrusts into you. You gag around him, the pressure on his dick making him groan. Your eyes fill with tears, threatening to spill over with another forceful pump into your throat.

“This is the only time your mouth should be open... when it’s around my fucking cock.” He says, growing harder in your mouth. Tears spilling freely from your eyes, your nails dig into his muscular thighs, as you feel him begin to twitch inside of you.

“Look at you, crying over my dick. Do you want me to cum in your mouth, is that what you want?” He asks absolutely fucking into your mouth.

You nod your head and with a few more thrusts he is shooting down the back of your throat groaning, the cum pooling, causing you to gag at the sensation.

“That’s right baby gag on my cum. Fucking slut. You’re so gorgeous. You know that?” He says pulling out of your mouth. You can feel your eye make up on your cheeks, the wetness of the tears causing it to run.

“You look absolutely fucked out and you haven’t even had my cock inside you yet.” He says.

“Please….” You say.

You wipe your mouth on your hand and he reaches his hand down to help you stand.

He grabs your face and kisses you, tasting his own release on your lips. His hands roam your body looking for the hem of your dress before pulling it over your head. He looks down at your tits and subconsciously runs his tongue over his bottom lip before biting it.

“Who would have thought a few weeks ago that your mouth would be full of my cock? That you would be standing naked in front of me begging for me to fuck you?” He says smugly.

“I’m trying not to think about it…” you reply as bitchy as you can.

“You’re so fucked.… you’ll think of me. Promise. When I fuck you so hard you can’t walk tomorrow.…and trust me I intend to.” He quips.

“Big talker for a guy who has yet to make me cum…. So far it’s me… one, you….zero.” you say smugly.

With that he is picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder, walking quickly to the bedroom.

He throws your body on the bed like a rag doll. You landing in the perfectly made bed you remember.

“Thats the thing sweetheart… I never said I was going to let you cum. I said I was going to fuck you.” He says crawling over the top of you, his black obsidian necklace dangling between the two of you swinging like a pendulum. “Be a good girl and I’ll consider it.”

His mouth comes down, his teeth connecting to the side of your tit biting the soft flesh. A scream leaving your lips. He growls against you sucking a dark red hickey to the tender skin. Your legs begin to move underneath him, squirming, begging for friction, moaning at the feeling of his lips all over you.

His mouth trails down your torso, licking and biting your hip, leaving a small purple mark in his wake. “Your skin is so soft, perfect for me to leave reminders of who makes you feel so good. I want you to think of my mouth all week…”

You moan at his statement, a long drawn out release of frustration.

Looking up at you, he ties his hair back into a messy bun with the elastic from his wrist, as a single strand of hair falls to his face.

Staring at you as he runs a finger through your wetness, he says “God you’re fucking hot… you don’t even need to tell me how much I turn you on, your body tells your secrets for you…”

He places a wet kiss on your inner thigh, licking his way upward before stopping right as he reaches your core.

“When he was touching you here tonight…what were you thinking about, huh?” He says placing another wet kiss on your thigh. “Staring at me while he did it…. Letting him think you wanted him…Such a dirty girl… ” he says.

You breathe heavily just waiting for him to connect his tongue to you.

“Tell me who made you wet, whose hands you were thinking of…”

Desperate for the connection you moan out, “You…. I wanted you. All night. Only you. Please Danny…”

“Fuck….” He says.

His mouth violently meeting your center, tongue crashing through you.

He wraps his arms around your thighs pulling you swiftly into his face until he is completely covered by you. Your hands reaching down to grasp for his face, as he pulls back slightly, revealing your arousal completely coating his mouth. He looks up at you for a fleeting second before reconnecting his mouth to your core. His tongue licks harsh, violent strokes up your center, flicking his tongue brashly against your clit with every stroke.

“Danny, please…” you beg.

His eyes flick up to yours, this time staying locked in on you as you writhe beneath the assault of his tongue.

“Mmmm” he groans, his mouth vibrating against your sensitive clit. “I cant let you cum yet baby. I’m not finished.” He pulls off of you denying you your orgasm. A whine leaving your throat as the distance.

“You’re not the only one who can be a tease, and I plan to show you who's in charge.”

You grind your hips into the bed desperate for him to return to you but he doesn’t.

“Is that why you’re so fucking infuriating all the time? Running that fucking mouth of yours? Because no one is making this pretty little pussy cum?”

“No…” you groan…. “I just…hate you….” You reply.

“Keep talking baby…” He replies, his mouth returning to your center. “I’ll give you a reason to hate me…”

Placing his lips around your swollen clit, you feel his middle finger slide into you, a moan leaving your mouth as he pushes it in as far as he can, sliding it back out quickly.

“Goddamn you are fucking tight.” He says adding another finger, plunging them into you forcefully.

You throw your head back with a breathy sigh.

He curls his fingers upward towards your g spot, fingertips pressing into the sensitive area repeatedly, until you are shaking, close to your orgasm.

“Please Danny, fuck!” You scream.

You feel him smile against your core, pulling his fingers away, not letting you have it.

“What was that you were saying? About hating me?” He says edging you, yet again.

“Ugh….I do. I do hate you. I hate your stupid fucking face, and your shitty personality. You are such an asshole. Every night I see you walk into the bar with your smug little attitude and I just want to come over the counter and choke you.” You say clawing at his scalp trying to press him back down to you.

He lunges his body upward to hover over yours, his hand quickly finding your throat gripping it tightly.

“Like this?” He asks, your lips turning into a smirk. The sudden cut off of air heightening your arousal for him.

“Trust me, I have thought about my hand being wrapped around your throat hundreds of times, just never thought it would be like this.” He says with a smug smile.

“Then you better make it count….and don’t disappoint me Daniel, there’s nothing worse than a let down.” you challenge through struggled breath.

He presses down hard before releasing you, eyes dark and piercing. He lets his hair out of the elastic, flowing freely around his face and down his back.

He is so fucking hot.

He cuts his eyes at you as he demands “Hands and knees. Now.”

Smiling devilishly you roll over and do as your told arching your back as much as your body will allow, giving him a perfect view of your ass.

You turn your head back, catching him staring at the sight before him.

“Come on Daniel, I’m getting bored….” You say playfully resting your head on the pile of pillows, pretending to yawn, shutting your eyes.

You are quickly snapped back to reality with the sharp sting of his hand connecting with your ass.

“The time for games is done. Shut your mouth before I change my mind and leave you wet and needy.” He says domineeringly.

In seconds he is pulling your head backwards by your hair, lowering himself to meet your ear. You can feel his breath, hot on your ear as he says “Tell me how bad you want it. Tell me that you want this cock buried inside of you. That you’ve wanted it all night. That you’re aching for it. Tell me baby, and I’ll give you anything you want.”

A groan comes from your throat.

“Danny, please…..I…..” you whine.

You have been so close all night, teetering on the edge of release. Your vision is starting to blur, the throbbing between your legs almost painful.

You decide that if this is the only chance you will get to have him, you can put your ego aside and play his little game, desperately craving your own release.

Your hand reaches behind you gripping his cock firmly in your fist.

His breathing hitches at the force of your contact, his eyes locked on yours.

“You’re right. I have been thinking about this all night. I want your cock inside of me Danny… All of it…I want you so bad I can’t think straight… I want you to fuck me so hard the only thing I can say is your name… Please…I can’t wait any longer.” you say as seductively as possible.

Most of it being true. You did want him, you aren’t sure when it happened or how but you did. All of him.

His aggressive facade slipping away for a fraction of a second as he takes in your words. A groan leaving his throat as you remove your hand from his length, his aggressive mask slipping back into place, he replies sternly, “That’s all I was asking for baby.”

He forcefully grabs your hips, pulling your ass close to him, aligning himself with your center.

You feel the tip of him at your entrance as he pushes into you with no hesitation. Filling you all the way to the hilt. Your eyes roll back in your head as a moan leaves your mouth. Your insides stretching to accommodate his length. You can feel every vein in his dick as he slides through your core. You feel him growing harder inside of you and you clench around him in response.

“Well goddamn who would have thought such a mouthy little slut would feel fucking perfect around my cock.” He says groaning as he pulls slightly out of you before pushing back in. “You are even tighter than I thought.”

“Is no one fucking this pussy? Is that why you’re so tight for me?” He continues.

“No… It’s yours….please.” You beg.

He digs his finger tips into your hip bones and begins to violently pull you back to meet him. His dick shooting straight into your sensitive spot. The sounds of your skin slapping together ringing through the room. He is hitting your g spot with every stroke, every time with ease, like he has done it a thousand times before.

Your body clenches around him begging to cum.

“Danny, please harder, I’m gonn…” his hand reaches up and lands over your mouth.

“No. You are not going to cum. Not yet.” He says firmly, slowing his hips against you.

A cry leaving your mouth as he pulls out of you.

“Get on top of me, I want to watch you ride my dick…” he says spinning you around to straddle him. His hair is splayed across the pillows perfectly framing his head, his necklace resting in the shallow part of his throat, gleaming in the light as he breathes. You lift onto your knees and slide your self down onto him, groaning at the pain of the new angle. You throw your head back as you let his name leave your lips.

His hands come up to grab your tits, rolling your hard nipples between his thumb and forefingers. The shock of the pinch causing you to tighten around him.

“Fuck if you keep doing that I will blow right now.” He says through a moan.

“Look at me. Let me see your eyes.” He says placing his hand on your neck, this time just to hold on to you, pushing you down. You begin to roll your hips in a wave pattern letting his cock explore every spot deep inside of you. Your eyes slowly rise meet his.

"I want you to look me in the eye and see who's making you feel this good. Want to feel your pretty little pussy dripping down me while you scream my name. Tell me how good I make you feel….”

Before you can respond his hips are shooting up from underneath nailing into you from below. A shocked groan escaping you. He does it again, harder this time. His hand moving to your shoulder to pull you down as he batters into you. “Danny please…” you beg. Looking at him with watery eyes. He nails you again. “PLEASE…” you scream.

“Say it, say my name baby. Tell me who has you coming undone... Who's fucking you so good...” He grunts.

“Daniel…. Danny its you fuck… fuck I’m….” You scream as your orgasm finally runs through you lighting your body on fire. Collapsing on top of him, he wraps his arms around your body pulling you into him as he continues to thrust into you.

“That’s right baby. Me. You looked so pretty cumming on my cock... Fuck, I might even let you cum again…. What do you think?” He says slowing his hips. You sigh, your face pressed against his damp chest. Your ear is pressed to him and you can hear his heart pumping and the blood rushing through him.

You feel him pull out of you, whining at the loss of his fullness, a small laugh coming from his chest. He rolls over, as you fall into the place he was laying, warm from his body.

He towers over you, his weight resting on his arms, leaning over to place a kiss on your lips. The kiss begins to deepen as you both let go of the things previously holding you back. Your tongues fight for dominance over each others, teeth crashing together as you desperately try to pull him back to your core.

His lips are full and swollen, soft and supple. Everything you didn’t expect. Everything you wanted them to be. His skin is warm and smells of man and fragrant earthy smells you cant quite place yet. His cheeks are pink and flushed from his exertion. His beautiful dark curls messy from your fingers breaking them apart, fall around his face. He pulls away from your lips hovering over them, his eyes looking into yours. You wonder if he is having the same type of thoughts about you. If he still hates you. If he wants you like you want him. If he has always wanted you like you’ve always wanted him. His eyes flash quickly and his lips reconnect with yours. This time the kiss isn’t rough, it isn’t aggressive. It’s soft and delicate. Barely there. A feeling grows from the pit of your stomach and blooms into your chest. As if he feels it he looks down at your stomach, running his hand up your torso to the exact place where the feeling rested.

He places a kiss on your collarbone, lingering maybe longer than he should.

He grabs his length and slowly slides back into you, both of you gasping at the feeling. He begins to work you at a slow pace, making his way up to a normal speed. You curl your legs around his hips, your heels digging into him, as you slide your foot down his leg. He grabs your ankle and places your leg over his shoulder, granting you both a new deeper position.

He starts to thrust into you harder, his breath becoming ragged, giving away that he was close to his own release. As he presses into you over and over you feel yourself getting close to your second orgasm. Sweat beads on his forehead, his brow furrowing with each thrust. The hairs on the nape of his neck damp and sticking to his neck. His mouth is slightly open, harsh breaths escaping his lips with every forward thrust. He looks up at you, “Okay baby, we are going to cum together this time. I want to feel you squeezing around me. I want everything you’ve got.”

You let out a ridiculous whine, your release ready to go just at the sound of those words. You feel his thrusts getting sloppier and you know he’s right there too.

“Cum for me Danny, fill me. Show me who I belong to…” That was enough to send him over the edge, he lets out the most delicious moan you’ve ever heard and you feel his dick twitching inside of you, a warm sensation spilling between your legs. Hearing him cum and seeing his face twist in pure ecstasy sends you barreling into your orgasm, squeezing around him so hard he cries out from the pressure. He collapses on top of you, his head resting in the crook of your neck. Your fingertips lightly scratching small circles on his back. He’s breathing begins to regulate after a minute.

“Danny…” you whisper.

“Yeah?” He replies in a delayed whisper.

You swallow nervously smugly asking, “Still hate me?”

A tender kiss brushes behind your ear. “Not sure, might need a little more convincing.”

“Oh, you think we are gonna do this again?” You ask smugly.

“I know so.” He says. He rolls out of the bed and walks to the bathroom, you staring at his perfect form the whole way there.

As he walks out the bathroom door you stand heading that way as well. He stops you midway grabbing your hips and pulling you into him, his hand tucking a strand of hair behind you ear.

His tough guy facade slipping away yet again, he says There are towels in the closet if you want one.” as he lets you past him, his hand lingering on your hip.

You walk into the bathroom and shut the door behind you, inspecting the dark purple marks across your body. He has blemished your neck, your hip and your breasts. You turn from the mirror and grab a towel from the fully stocked linen closet.

He is so organized. Unexpected.

You turn the shower on and step under the warm spray, waiting for it to turn hot.

His emerald green tiled shower is wrapped floor to ceiling in glass. Various bottles of shampoo and body washes line the shelf. You grab his body wash that smells of sandalwood and begin to wash yourself, taking in the familiar scent, reminding you of his body hovering over yours. You wash your face and wet your hair, letting the slippery suds slide down your body, coating you in the scent. The hot water stinging the raw bites on your sides. You shut the water off and step out grabbing the towel and wrapping it around you to dry yourself before hanging it on a hook.

You step back into his bedroom and see that he has set a folded t-shirt on the pillow opposite his head. He is laying in the bed scrolling through his phone, the lamp on his nightstand dimmed. He looks up when he sees you, a soft smile threatens his lips at the sight of your naked body but he stifles it down.

“So you want me to stay, I’m guessing?” You ask picking up the faded t-shirt pulling it over your head.

“Well I’m not driving you back to your car…so I guess you could walk?” he says sarcastically.

You throw a pillow at him, both of you laughing. “You’re such an ass.” You say with a smile.

Pulling the comforter back he motions for you to join him and you slide in next to him. His body turns to face yours and you mimic him turning on your side.

“Our secret….?” He asks nervously, running his hand over your wet hair.

“Yes Danny…. I will still pretend to hate you in front of your friends…. Won’t tell them I finally won...” You say in a joking tone.

“Won? Please…” He says scoffing.

“I got what I wanted….but I think you did too.” You reply smugly.

“I will agree with that.” He says smiling, rolling over turning off the lamp.

You feel his arms reach over grabbing your torso, pulling you into his body. He shifts his right leg to rest between yours and you feel his right hand find a spot on your waist gently rubbing as he relaxes his body. His breathing begins to even and he falls asleep wrapped up in you.

Things were perfect in this moment, but they wouldn't stay that way for long.

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streamsofstardust · 2 years

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flashbacks | j.m.k

josh kiszka x reader

word count: 1,927 (wow, tal wrote something short for once)

content warnings: joshy has dirty thoughts, sexy memories, references to bondage, slight soft dom!josh, something you could potentially consider orgasm denial, lots of teasing, not direct smut but allusions to it

summary: josh can't seem to focus during an interview, thoughts of you occupying his mind.

a/n: my first josh fic has arrived my friends. finally got joshua michael on the masterlist and it only took... way too long. i know it's short but i kinda like how it's not total in your face smut. look at me trying something new. happy joshua michael monday to u all🖤 and as always, the link to join my taglist is in my bio!

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it was one interview. just a matter of two to three hours with the guys and then he was back to the hotel where he knew you'd be waiting for him. you were all he could think about and he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a massive struggle to focus on the interviewer’s questions. he figured it would be best to let the others answer most of them this time, already knowing everyone would be confused by his lack of speaking but taking the risk nonetheless.

in all honesty, he was barely able to concentrate. the questions were fairly similar for most interviews, especially at the start, so after brief introductions, josh sat back and let his brothers take the reins.

yes, we’re very excited to be back on tour.

yes, we have been working extensively on new music.

no, we can't say much about it at this time. but it's gonna be big.

yes, jake really does mimic playing guitar in his sleep.

in the midst of zoning out, josh’s mind had taken him back to the previous night. he thought back to how you were spread out for him on the hotel bed, fully naked with your hands tied to the bed frame. it wasn't often that josh got particularly rough with you, but something about seeing you dripping for him, causing a complete mess on the sheets below, set him off. he recalled how you tasted on his tongue, subconsciously licking his lips as if he could still taste you on them and swiping over them with his fingers.

he felt jake nudge his arm from where he sat beside him, pulling him out of his fantasy. “i swear sometimes josh is in his own little universe.” he joked to the interviewer.

josh chuckled in response. “sorry about that. long nights and tons of traveling really drain a guy.” the interviewer nodded and smiled at him, repeating her question. “do you find it hard to maintain a relationship while on tour?”

it was a valid question, one the group had gotten before, and their response wasn't usually what the interviewer expected. sure, they were rockstars, but they never let that get in the way of their relationships.

josh responded without hesitation, “not really. jake and his girlfriend are strong as all hell, danny’s girlfriend tends to come to as many shows as possible, and our little sammy is enjoying being a bachelor.” he reached behind himself to pat sam’s knee, the younger kiszka brother shrugged and smiled in response as if to say can you really blame me?

in the brief period of laughter, josh allowed himself to drift back into his daydream. he couldn't get those beautiful sounds you made out of his head. the way you whimpered and moaned for him as he dragged his tongue through your heat. he’d love to record those sounds. to incorporate them into one of the band’s songs. it would be a true homage to the divine feminine and josh would have the pleasure of knowing he's the reason those sounds exist at all. he smirked at the thought.

sammy not so subtly flicked josh’s head to bring his focus back. “i know that face joshua,” he spoke before turning his attention back to the interviewer. “looks like this discussion is bringing back a few special memories for josh.”

“well, josh, what about your relationship then?” the interviewer asked him.

“yeah, joshy, spill the beans.” sam teased.

josh looked down at his hands in his lap and smiled. “I'm really lucky actually. my girlfriend decided to join us on tour this time so i get to spend all my down time with her. you'd be shocked by how lonely you can feel while constantly traveling. yeah we’re playing these huge shows and i’m with my brothers, and i wouldn't trade it for the world, but it's nice to go back to my bunk or my hotel room at the end of the day and know that the person i love is waiting for me.” a chorus of awwws rang around the small room.

josh thought back to the look on your face when he first asked you to come on tour with him. your eyes were beaming and your cheeks hurt from how wide your smile was. of course you were going to say yes, as if it was even a question. you'd follow josh anywhere, just as he would for you.

as sweet as that memory had been in his mind, it was quickly replaced by a different look on your face. one you made last night from your place over him, riding him as though your life depended on it. he recalled how you threw your head back, your eyes rolling into your head as your jaw went slack. his hands roaming every inch of your body he could get to. your moans filled the room and bounced off the walls. josh was absolutely consumed by you, mind, body, and soul. you were perfection to him in this state, and any other. a goddess to be worshiped for the rest of his days.

shaking himself out of his daze, he felt himself harden in his seat, shifting ever so slightly to hide the growing bulge beneath his tight pants. at that point he had decided to force himself to focus on the interview. he began looking for tiny intricate details of his surroundings. the few stray hairs that dangled in front of his face. the way the interviewer's right eye appeared to be a few shades darker than her left eye. the way jake’s leg brushed against his every so often as he bounced it in his own attempt to get rid of his energy. the way the light on the camera blinked red, indicating the interview was still being recorded. anything.

it worked for the remainder of the questioning. he let his brothers take most of the questions while he waited for the whole thing to be over. Time seemed to be moving too fast while simultaneously not fast enough. He stopped looking at the clock, knowing that it would make the whole ordeal drag on. Something about a watched pot never boiling.

Luckily for josh, the interview finally ended and everyone was making their way back to the bus. The drive to the hotel was relatively quick, only about 10 minutes long. Josh was squirming the entire time, not able to lay down in his bunk, and instead choosing to sit on one of the couches up front. Danny and sam had been too wrapped up in their card game to pay attention to josh, but jake was a keen observer of his twin, and he knew josh’s behavior paired with his inattentiveness and blank stares during the interview were signs that his mind was elsewhere. He got up to sit next to his brother.

“You’ve been super out of it today. Care to share your thoughts with the class?” jake asked.

Josh smirked, tossing his head back and chuckling. “Trust me brother dearest, i’m not sharing these thoughts with anyone.”

Jake looked at his twin with a quirked brow, realizing immediately why josh was jumpy on the bus. He knew that you were waiting for josh at the hotel. What he didn’t know was the way josh requested you to be waiting for him.

Josh thought back to the conversation the two of you had that morning, shutting his eyes to recall the memory even better.

“It shouldn’t take that long my love.” josh spoke, caressing your face with the soft skin of his hand. “Just a quick little interview and i’ll be back to you in no time.”

You pouted, looking up at him with pleading eyes. You knew that was a weakness of his. Innocent eyes from the most gorgeous creature he’d ever known, a laughable juxtaposition given how filthy he knew you to be.

“Aw come on sweetness. Don’t give me that look. You know i’d stay in bed with you all day if i could.” his hand started trailing down your arm, then to your torso, then to the edge of your panties, slowly moving two of his fingers over your clothed pussy. You shut your eyes and arched your back, preening into his touch. No matter how many times he touched you, it always felt like the first time, never anything other than amazing.

“Just a few short hours and i’ll be back here, with you. Loving on every inch of this perfect body, pulling those angelic little whines from those perfect lips.” you moaned at his words, causing him to smile. “Yeah, baby. Just like that.” the pressure from his fingers increased, still teasing but still providing you with delicious pleasure. But just like that, his hands ceased their movement, moving up your body to hold you tight. You whined at the loss, having been under the impression josh was going to take you to the finish line.

“Sorry lover. You’ll have to wait until i get back to get what you want.” he kissed you passionately before hopping out of bed to get ready. “I’ll text you when we’re on our way back,” he started, walking back to the bed to cup your jaw with his right hand. He moved his head close to your ear, gently biting the lobe before continuing. “And when i walk into this room, i want to see you fully undressed, on your hands and knees, and that incredible ass high up in the air. Understood, princess?”

You whimpered in response, nodding quickly in submission. Josh smiled, kissing your cheek and saying goodbye before heading out.

The second the bus reached the hotel, josh jumped from his seat and nearly sprinted inside. His three brothers stared at him as he did so, chuckling at his eagerness. Danny spoke up, addressing sam and jake. “I was going to suggest lunch and some drinks, but something tells me josh is going to be a bit preoccupied for a while.”

Taking the elevator up to his floor, josh felt antsy. Not with nerves, rather extreme excitement. He couldn’t think of anything other than you the entire time he was at that interview. Couldn’t stop thinking about your lips, your body, your beautiful moans, how warm and tight you felt around him. He felt himself strain against his jeans at the thought, fighting the urge to palm himself over his pants while in the confines of the elevator.

The second he got to your shared suite he flung the door open, heading straight for the bedroom. Eyes widening and darkening immediately at the sight before him. Always such a good listener. He could see your pussy glistening with your slick from where he stood, his mouth salivating on its own accord.

He began shedding his clothing to match your state of undress, making his way over to where you were positioned in the middle of the bed. “You, my sweet, sweet girl, are a huge distraction.” he breathed out, his lips and hands trailing along the length of your back. You turned your head to look at him, a playful smirk taking its place on your lips. “Oh yeah? Guess you’ll have to punish me for it.”

Josh groaned at your words, his cock twitching between your ass and his stomach. His grip on your skin tightening as he bit down on your shoulder, licking the mark to soothe it right after.

"oh sweetheart, you are so fucking in for it."

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