#i open twitter and the first thing i see is josh’s tweet and my jaw drops

[cazluvsu]

MIKAL TO THE KNICKS OH MY FUCKGING GOD IT REALLY HSPPENED I MANIFESTED THIS HOLY SHIT

[milkgemini]

In My Life

Pairing: Josh Kiszka x f!reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: smut! 18+ minors DNI language, fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex.

a/n: there was a tweet posted about josh fucking you, then singing you to sleep so i ran with it. for my two josh babies, love you guys :’) (i love to take requests so if you want to see anything, message me!)

listen

It was the morning after Christmas. You and Josh had fallen asleep last night to the small 4 foot  tree in the corner, partially illuminating the room. You are the first one to wake, hearing the subtle snores of him next to you, half his face covered by the pillow. 

You reach over to his nightstand to grab your phone. 9:47 am. Perfect. Still enough time to lay in bed and scroll through your phone before you should wake up Josh to start your day. 

The first thing you do is open up the Twitter app. Greta Van Fleet had posted a video yesterday wishing their fans a happy holiday. You had watched the video continuously without opening it, not to wake him with the volume from your phone. 

As you read the replies to the tweets, you start to giggle at what his fans are saying. One tweet in particular causes you to laugh so hard the bed softly shakes, waking Josh in the process. You turn to him to see he has one eye open, a confused look on his face. He lifts his head, eyes squinting, to see what is going on. 

“I’m sorry babe, go back to sleep.” you shush him. 

“Now how am I going to fall back asleep without knowing what is so funny.” He scooches closer to you in bed. His arm splayed across your waist as you sit up, back against the head of his bed. He lays his head on your chest peeking down at your phone. 

“I’m just reading the replies to the band’s tweet last night. You have some humorous fans, you know that?” you say with a smirk. 

“Oh do I?” he reaches his hand to your phone, beginning to scroll with his thumb, the other four fingers wrapping around your phone over top your fingers. 

“Wait, look at this one!” You stop his scrolling to click on one specific tweet. “They’re calling you ‘smooshy’ now, Josh. You’re their ‘smooshy’ babe.” Your laughter begins to pick back up. 

“Well thank you…” he squints closer to see the name of the person who posted the tweet, “Emmy. Love you too.” He huffs a laugh to himself. 

You click the button on the side of your phone to lock it, and place it back on the table beside his bed. Shifting yourself, you’re laying on your side now facing Josh, hands resting against your head on the pillow. 

The two of you take in the presence of each other for a little while. With the sun shining through the white wispy curtains from the window, his features become even more prominent in this moment. You remove the hand resting under your head to bring it to his face, tracing the outline of it with your fingertips. He closes his eyes and lets himself just feel. Giving you soft hums in approval to the light touch. 

After a while, he grabs your hand and places the softest kiss to your fingertips. The feeling of his plump lips from sleep sending a shiver down your spine. 

He was so beautiful, especially in the morning. Eyes lulled from sleep, lips perfectly swollen, and his voice had a slight rasp to it. 

You pull him closer to you, noses just touching, as you wrap your leg around his hip as if to hold him there so he can never escape. His hands are big compared to yours. He reaches up to brush the hair laying on your cheek and tuck it behind your ear. Once his obstruction is cleared, he caresses your jaw and brings you in to join his lips with yours. 

The kiss is lazy, which turns into sloppiness. No one is in a rush. You have hours before it’s time to leave the house. With your lips pressed together, nose slotted against his, you breathe in deeply, inhaling his natural scent. Taking in the scent of him, he opens his mouth to invite you inside with your tongue. The second you feel his tongue slide against yours, you feel the ache that’s forming in your core. 

Josh picks up on your sudden shift of mood, smirking into the kiss. Underneath the white fluffy comforter, you both are bare from the activities that occurred the night prior. You could never have too much Josh. 

His fingers leave the side of your face, and begin to trace down the outline of your side to your hips. Following in his path, goosebumps form on your skin. You buck your hips towards Josh, trying your best to get as close as you possibly can to him, skin against skin. 

With your center hovering just over his belly button, you feel his length begin to harden under you. Open mouth kisses still taking place, you moan into him at the feeling of his cock growing harder. You reach between each of your bodies to take his length into your palm and stroke him gently. He bucks his hips up into your touch craving more. 

“In a rush are we, Josh?” you break the passionate kiss to tease him. 

He grabs your face to bring you back to him, smirking into the kiss. 

“Just can’t get enough of you, love” his voice is raspy and spoken directly upon your lips. So close you can feel the movement against your own. “Need to feel you. Can I-“ 

Without letting him finish, you grab his wrist, pushing his hand down to where you too want to feel him right now, gaining another grin from him. 

He doesn’t waste any time making you wait or teasing you. His middle finger dips down between your lower lips, feeling how wet you are for him. 

“Ugh fuck…” his raspy groan breathes into your mouth. He retracts his lips from yours to watch your reaction as he slips his middle finger inside you. 

Your jaw falls open as his finger is now fully submerged into you. You give him a slight nod, instructing him to move. He pushes his finger in and out of you with ease from how wet you are for him right now. 

“Please give me more, Josh. Want to feel you stretch me out with your fingers.” you whisper onto his lips, both of your hands grasping his face keeping it in place, noses touching. 

As he pulls out his middle finger, he pushes back in now with his ring finger following. His pace quickens, shoving the two fingers in and out of you fast. The sounds of your wetness caused by his fingers and your short whimpers bounce off the walls of his room. 

He pushes his fingers into the hilt. His knuckles brushing against the lips of your pussy. Once full inside, he starts to curl his fingers into you, causing the volume of your moans to increase. 

“That’s it, baby. Just feel it. Do my fingers feel good inside of you right now?” His voice remains a whisper to you. 

“Fuck Josh, keep going I’m gonna cum, please.” 

Once he hears your voice, dripping with lust, begging him to make you cum, he picks up the pace. He harshly fucks his fingers into you, his thumb every once and a while brushing against your clit. 

With all three of his fingers working you just right, he feels your walls twitch inside and abruptly pulls them out from you. 

“Josh.. no baby. Please, I was so close.” 

He grabs your hips and swiftly adjusts you to straddle his lap. With you sitting just above his cock, he doesn’t even answer to your needs but instead grabs your face, forcing your lips to crash onto his once again. He goes right into the kiss open mouthed, wanting to feel your tongue slotted against his. 

Finally, he breaks the kiss to reply, “I’m sorry babe.” He reaches behind you grabbing his length, flicking the tip of his cock through your folds, which causes your eyes to subtly roll back. “Just want to feel you cum around my dick. Is that okay?” He goes back to kiss you again, a smile on his face knowing you’re going to submit to his request. 

Positioning your wet core above his length, he removes his hand letting you take control. Your tongue still swiping against his in his mouth, you start to slide yourself against his cock. This time it’s him that’s beginning to lose control beneath you. As you grind your wet core against him, your slick rubbing up and down his cock, he grasps onto the meat of your hips hard, pressing his fingertips into your skin. You silently pray to yourself that he leaves marks for you to relish in the mirror later. 

“I can’t take it anymore.” He reaches down to grab the base of his cock, teasing your entrance. Butterflies begin to rattle in your stomach just feeling him against you finally. 

“Sit.” He commands you, taking a hand to your shoulder and pushing you down. You take him in fully, sitting all the down, your thighs against the skin of his hips. A moan roars out of you as you feel him stretch you out in one swift motion. His cock lays still inside of you as you lean down to continue a kiss upon his lips. Slowly, you begin to move your hips, allowing him to slowly slip in and out of you. 

You can feel him squirm underneath you. You’re playing his game right back to him. If he wanted to deny you of your orgasm, he can take the slow motions you are giving him right now. 

He taps the outside of your thigh twice. “Please baby.. just a little faster” he begs underneath you.

“Oh yeah, Josh? Show me how you want it.” 

He huffs a laugh to himself, accepting the challenge. He roughly grabs your hips almost to the point of it being painful, but the pleasure he is giving you from his cock is too distracting for you to care. He bucks his hips up onto your ass, shoving his cock quickly in and out of you. 

“Fuck Josh, yes keep going please!”

He grunts from all the work he’s putting in to fuck up into your pussy. His brows scrunched together focusing on pleasuring you to the fullest. As the pace of your whimpers begin to increase, and the sight of your tits bouncing in his face, his cock twitches inside of you followed by a needy whine from him. 

His right hand leaves your hip, and you watch him move it to attach to your clit. He presses slow circles onto your sensitive bud, feeling you become even more wet for him inside. Your walls begin to clench around his cock, the pleasure of both his length and his fingers becoming too much. 

“Fuck I’m gon-“

“Cum. Now.” He harshly rasps to you. 

His commanding voice helps you get there immediately. Your eyes shutting tight, and your fingernails digging into the skin of his biceps. With not a care in the world, you let your moans take over you, almost too loud. 

“Fuck.” You breathe out to him as you begin to come down back to him; he reaches for you to kiss through the tail end of your orgasm. 

“Can you turn around for me, babe?” He asks. “Won’t take long now, seeing your ass in the air for me”

His request pulls a whimper from you. You crawl out of his lap, knees on the bed, face in the pillow, and your ass up for him. He shuffles behind you, slotting himself between your ankles. His knees push yours aside, causing you to arch your back even more for him. 

He fists his length at the base, and slides his clock between your folds, gathering your arousal before slamming himself all the way into you without giving any warning.

An almost scream like moan leaves your throat, abruptly cut off as he grabs a fistful of your hair. 

He pulls you back closer to him. “Just want you to take it, okay? Can you do that for me? Be a good girl, yeah?” 

Unable to respond, your response is a mere whimper. In this new position, his cock is able to brush against your cervix easier, causing a tight feeling to form in your stomach once again. 

He reaches around to play with your clit, now faster than before. Between his harsh thrusts from behind and his fingers toying with your clit, you feel yourself nearing the edge once again. 

A swift smack to your ass causes you to jolt forward, relishing in the pleasure mixed with pain. 

“I feel you. Cum for me, love.” 

Not missing one thrust in between his words, all it takes is a few more circles around your clit to push you into oblivion once more. The involuntary clench of your walls around his cock sends him into climax as well at the same time, unleashing his warmth fully inside of you. He hunches his body over, his mouth against your ear, panting beside you. 

As you both catch your breath and come back down to earth, he reaches next to the bed to find a white undershirt lying on the floor. Softly and slowly, he slides himself out of you for the last time, wiping you clean before his cum can leak down your thigh. 

With your back no longer arched, you lay flat on the bed, head tilted onto the pillow, hands resting beneath. He tosses the shirt to the other side of the room and falls into bed next to you. 

You turn your face to him and smile. He plants a quick kiss to your lips and smiles back at you, scanning your face and smiling back to himself. 

“Pure beauty.” He whispers against your lips.

“Mmm” you snuggle yourself further into the pillow. 

His fingertips ghost the skin of your back, tracing patterns up and down your spine. Your eyes flutter shut with a smile on your face. 

Josh lays next to you, his head propped up on the palm of his hand, gazing over your features as you start to drift off. 

“Sing to me, Josh.” You mumble to him, eyes still closed. 

He giggles to himself, never stopping the tickles to your back. 

“Though I know I’ll never lose affection 

For people and things that went before 

I know I’ll often stop and think about them”

Josh notices your breathing slow down, and your face fully relaxed into the pillow. He reaches over to press a kiss to your temple, softly finishing the song in your ear. 

“In my life, I love you more.” 

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