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Frozen Desires

pairing: josh washington x fem!reader (no use of y/n) warning: suggestive (MDNI) genre: friend's older brother word count: 1,982 proofread: no

The night was growing colder with every minute that seemed to fall victim to the passing of time. You lie awake in bed, staring up at the ceiling above you. Your eyes trace the intricate lines that cascade across the paneling, following them as they die out into corners and edges. With a sigh, you close your eyes in defeat.

There was no way you were going to fall asleep, and it was obvious boredom was eating away at your mind. The roar of the winter wind ushers you out of your bed, away from the comfort and warmth that radiated from your sheets. Winter was always more brutal when the sun was in hiding.

The sudden realization of your throat burning from dryness drives you to the find the kitchen. You step out into the darkness of the hallway, forgetting just how confusing and lavish the Washington's mountain lodge truly was.

The house reeked with wealth. Large windows, far too many rooms for purpose, and tangling hallways. It was easy to get lost, but thankfully, you were no stranger to the Washington's.

Especially to Josh Washington.

You were Hannah and Beth's friend first, no doubt, but Josh always found ways to wiggle himself into the trio. Movie nights, gossip sessions, and sometimes when the twins were asleep, he found himself occupying you alone.

The thought made butterflies form in the pit of your stomach.

The feelings you kept locked away about Josh were confusing ones; did you like him? As a what? Friend? You would rather die than bring this up to Hannah or Beth.

The wooden floor creaks as you gently walk across, clinging your arms to your satin-covered skin, trying to hold onto the last remnants of warmth you had. As you pass the bedrooms of others, you take note of warm light leaking through only the bottom of Josh's door.

Must not be able to sleep either, you think to yourself, ignoring thoughts as you venture towards the kitchen.

The soft stove light glows as you reach the island, deciding to get a glass instead of a water bottle.

With your thirst quenched and glass in hand, you head to the couch, but stop in your tracks as you approach the cushion.

There he lay, bare-chested, eyes closed, and head thrown back onto the arm of the couch. The moonlight shined through the glass of the window, caressing every feature of his face, illuminating his skin. He was sleeping.

His eyes flutter open as you try to retreat back to your room, the stupid, old floorboards giving you up.

"Like the view?" he teases, pushing himself up with his elbow. You couldn't tell if you were just too sleep-deprived or if he was actually smirking.

Idiot, you think.

But why could you feel your skin prickle with red, as it rose up your neck and flushed your cheeks?

"I'd rather jump off a mountain," you eject back, standing awkwardly before him now, gripping onto your glass to stabilize yourself.

"What a shame. I would've showed you more," he teases again, now sitting up and removing his legs from the couch, patting the spot next to him for you to sit.

A snarky comment was biting on the tip of your tongue, but you huffed in defeat and sat next to him.

"Why are you up, it's, like, 2 am," he questions, eyes flicking to look at a clock before his stare focuses back on you.

Drinking you in.

"I don't know. I always get like this at night. Restless," you whisper, scared to awake anyone. "You?"

You were surprised to see him here, the light in his room faulting you. The loft was so quiet, it didn’t seem like anyone else was up.

“Oh, you know. Just waiting around for you,” he teases again. God, it seemed like he could never take anything serious.

He must have noticed the small blush on your face, as a smug look grows on his face as he chuckles softly. “Can’t sleep.”

Absentmindedly, he runs a hand down his chest, lazily at that, your eyes following it as he stops near his happy trail.

God, what were you doing?”

“I see you, Miss. Wondering eyes,” he calls to you, eyes staring intently into yours. It almost felt as if his blue orbs were burning a hole into your face.

For a moment, you feel hypnotized, unable to break the eye contact. Then, realization sinks back in. This is your best friends’ brother.

“Sorry, I should go back to bed,�� you suddenly say, standing up quite abruptly, and honestly, awkwardly. You felt dizzy with the thoughts running through your mind.

Josh’s face seems to drop.

“Jesus, just jokes,” he says, reaching out to pull you back down on the couch. “You’re as sensitive as my sisters,”

You roll your eyes at his lame comment. “I'm gonna ignore you dissing my friends. But really, it’s late, and we planned to go hiking really early tomorrow,” you say, feeling your core seem to burn as his stare deepens, something sparkling behind his eyes.

“Why don't you wanna hang out with me?" He flashes puppy eyes at you and puts on a fake-pout. If you didn't know him as well as you did, it might have been all one needed to crush on him.

What? You couldn't believe the things your mind was admitting to. Feelings locked away for so long, hidden far into the depths of your mind seemingly floating to the surface at ease.

Looking at him made your mind melt and lose all senses.

With a thump, you throw yourself back onto the couch, watching as Josh rests his head against the back of it, his eyes not dropping from yours for a second.

"So how's your break been?" Josh inquires, referring to your winter break away from college.

"Are we going to share some small talk?" you tease before answering. "It's been good. I'm always happy to come to the lodge, so the invites are very appreciated," you say, eyes falling to look at Josh's plump lips, ones forming a sly smirk of admiration as he listens.

"I like when you accept the invites," he adds, hand reaching out to trace shapes on your arm that rests in-between you two.

The touch is soft and gentle but sends a trail of burning desire down your arm, aching for more.

You swallow dryly.

Josh must notice the state you're becoming, as he inches closer to you. His body twists to fully face you now, still smirking and eyes glowing with a deep passion underneath his gaze.

"What are you thinking?" you ask, your voice coming out as a hushed whisper.

"Thinking about how badly I want you," he whispers back. His honestly and straightforwardness take you by complete surprise; you're unable to suppress the rosiness that spreads across your face, lips slightly ajar.

"Didn't think you were that easy to shock," Josh teases, his face moving closer to yours, now resting his head next to yours as you both lay back on the couch. "What are you thinking?"

God, what weren't you thinking about right now?

How big and manly Josh appeared.

How plump and ripe his lips looked.

The way the muscles in his arms flexed as he seemed to caress your side.

The way his bare chest lifted and fell wit excitment

The way his skin seemed to glow

How desperately you wanted to just pounce on him and have your way.

"I'm thinking about how you should do something about it then," you tease back, not completely losing composure.

As if that was his activation word, Josh bounces up and pulls you into his lap, hands tracing their way down your back as he pushes you closer to his body, chest-to-cloth. Your satin pjs were cooling to the burning hunger Josh had.

"Is this okay?" Josh asks, eyes sparkling with thirst and passion as he looks up at you, looking submissive yet so fierce at the same time.

It was as if your growing desires were being thawed out, frozen no longer, and seeping out of your being.

"Mhmm," is all you can utter as his hands land on your ass, and you almost jolt from a reassuring squeeze.

Within an instant, Josh has your hair pushed to the side and is frantically sucking on your neck, the occasional bite sending a shiver down your spine.

Hums and sighs of approval leave the gates of both lips, Josh simply finding satisfaction in making you throw your head back as he makes his way down your body, hands supporting your back. He loves knowing he is making you feel good.

Josh's lips find their way to yours, hands tangling themselves in your hair.

"God, you taste so good," he says in-between kisses, smirking as he steals looks.

"Josh, I need you," you manage to moan out, pulling his hair with one hand as the other rubs his chest.

"Yeah?" he says, scanning your face. "Yeah, okay."

The ache in your core burns deeper as Josh pushes you back onto the couch and he kneels onto the floor before you. His head aligns with your sweet spot, and he pushes your legs open, a gasp of excitement escaping your lips.

"Barely touched you," he teases.

He rubs your thighs, kissing and licking his way down. His fingers begin to play with the elastic rim of your pj shorts, taunting you.

"Josh, please hurry," you beg, eyes closed as you throw your head back.

"You're so needy. Where's the fun in rushing," Josh jokes as he stops to look at you, almost as if asking for permission for what is to come.

With a nod, he proceeds with what he was doing, leaving a final love bite before he strips you down to nothing but aching desire.

But before he could even take off your bottoms, soft footsteps can be heard from the hallway, creeping closer.

Your skin prickles with anxiety as you push Josh off of you, your ears perking up from the sound and snapping out of the moment.

"What? What did I do?" Josh asks, face sunken with worry that he may have gone too far.

"Someone's coming, idiot," you correct, slapping him playfully on the chest as you readjust your clothing and try to sit naturally. The hungry thoughts swirling in your mind are unable to be suppressed.

Josh jumps up at your words, hurrying to sit himself on the opposite arm chair adjacent to the couch, also attempting to act as nonchalant and natural as he can muster. A pillow lays across his lap, hiding a very obvious bulge.

"What are you guys doing up still?" Beth asks, hair disheveled and eyes a little puffy. It was obvious she had just woke up. "It's 3." No way we were that loud, you think, a red embarrassment blushing onto your face.

"Sorry, B. Someone was just a little thirsty," Josh answers, eyes locked on you as he pokes fun. That smug look hasn't left his face.

"Okay, well, we all promised to go hiking at 7, so make sure you weirdos get some rest," Beth responds, dismissing Josh's comment as nothing.

She spins on her heels and goes back to her room, the air around you two seeming to fall quiet.

"Guess that's my cue," you say, breaking the silence. You push yourself off the couch, adjusting your pjs as you stand before Josh.

Josh's eyes trace your figure, face still glowing. "Sure, don't wanna miss that hike."

"Goodnight, Josh," you say, trying to push back thoughts of yearning hunger.

He chuckles before he tilts his head to the side, staring intensely at you again. "Goodnight." A growing hunger in the pit of your stomach, as well as the returning twinkle behind Josh's stare, tells you this isn't finished.

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