18+ Minors get outta here
Warnings: explicit sexual content, oral (f rec), some fingering, unprotected sex, little fluff, little angst… probably some more, it’s just some fluffy friends to lovers smut with Josh.
A/n: Some soft Josh for you guys. Wanted to get another fic out before I started my Jake series… stay tuned.
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There had been a long standing tradition between the Kiszka boys, Danny, and you. Whenever the holidays rolled around, Danny hosted Friendsgiving, you hosted the Christmas party, and Josh, Jake, and Sam were in charge of throwing the most epic of New Year’s parties. Thanksgiving was full of gratitude and delicious food, Christmas was warm and cozy in your coordinated Christmas pajamas, and now that the New Year was approaching, it was time to let loose.
You were excited as usual for the festivities ahead, a Kiszka New Year party always promised excitement uncharted, a new crazy story to tell throughout the year until the next great hurrah. But as you rushed around getting ready for the night, there was another emotion stirring in your being, a feeling you never thought you’d experience when it came to your favorite boys (or in this case, boy); fear.
Things were different between you and Josh after your Christmas party, after he pulled you into a secluded corner and professed his love for you, sealing the exhilarating moment with a kiss, the first kiss the two of you ever shared.
It was completely unexpected. Throughout the years, there had been feelings brewing between you and Josh. He had been your biggest crush since middle school, and although he never made it 100% clear that he felt the same, things were just different between you two than they were with the other boys. But without the words ever being said, you knew it was best to keep whatever it was that you felt unexplored, not willing to tarnish the beautiful family dynamic that had grown between the five of you. That was until that night.
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“Josh, what are you doing?” You questioned him with a hint of irritation as he dragged you away from the group. He had been acting strange all evening, but you had simply chalked it up to all the drinks he had before the gathering even started.
He didn’t answer you until he had you where he wanted you, out of sight and earshot of his brothers.
“I have to tell you something, it’s really important and I feel like I have to tell you right now because if I don’t I may not ever be able to say it and that fucking scares me.”
“Josh, slow down,” you ran a hand along his shoulder, and he visibly eased under your touch, “you’re rambling,” a huff of a chuckle left your mouth, “just take a deep breath and say what you need to say.”
Doing as you instructed him, he inhaled deeply, trembling upon his exhale as he gathered his thoughts.
Your hand was still rubbing him as he looked at you with uneasy eyes, and you gave him an encouraging nod to continue with what he was saying, there was no reason for him to ever be scared to talk to you, he basically owned your very being.
With a final controlled breath, he let the confession spill, “I’m in love with you, blossom,” he called you by your age old nickname (but that’s a story for another time), “I think I’ve been in love with you for a very very long time.”
Your hand on his shoulder ceased its movement, eyes wide in shock as he continued to speak.
“I don’t know why it took me so long to tell you, just scared I guess. But God, I’m so in love with you. Being here with you like this today, just watching you exist so perfectly in your little world, Blossom it does something to me. I’ve tried to deny it, or hide it, whatever you wanna call it, I just… I can’t anymore. Y/n I love you, I need you.”
Silence. Complete silence between you as you stared at each other like a couple of silly toddlers.
“You’re.. you’re in love with me, Josh?”, your voice was but a whisper.
“Yes Blossom, hopelessly.”
You swallowed harshly, head spinning at the shocking revelation. It took you a while to find words, and even when you did, it still came out as a stammered mess.
“Well… how do you know you really feel that way? How am I supposed to know if you really feel that way? What if it’s just the holiday spirit that’s making you-“
He cut you off by crashing his wet lips onto yours, a sloppy kiss full of passion and desperation. Your hands instinctively wrapped around his neck, pulling him in closer as you relished in the feeling of his lips on yours, a feeling you daydreamed about for the past 15 years.
Josh had you against the wall as he continued to kiss you, and just as his hands began reaching up your shirt, the fleeting moment came crashing down.
“Woah,” Danny’s voice interrupted flatly.
You and Josh scrambled into each other’s arms, looking at him like two deers caught in headlights.
Danny simply stood at the end of the hallway, staring you both down with an unreadable expression, red solo cup in hand.
“Dan,” Josh began in a hushed tone, slowly releasing you from his anchored grip, “It’s not-“
He raised his hand, signaling for Josh to stop talking, which he did, before he motioned his hand across his lips like he was zipping and locking them shut.
Without another word, he entered the bathroom and shut the door, pretending that he hadn’t seen what he just so clearly did see.
You hadn’t even realized you were holding your breath until Danny disappeared, your shoulders slouching in relief.
Josh turned back to look at you with a melancholy smile, “we better get back to it, huh?”
Slowly, you nodded, peeling your body off of the wall, following Josh back into the living room.
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Not a word had been spoken about the ordeal since it happened, and honestly, there weren’t many words shared in general.
Other than a Merry Christmas text from Josh, it had been radio silence.
This only worried you more. What if you were right? What if he was just so caught up in the joy of the holidays, that he thought he felt something he really didn’t?
What if he didn’t mean anything he said?
These were questions that ricocheted through your mind all day and late into the night, riddling your body with anxiety.
But either way, those crippling thoughts would be put on pause tonight. Tonight, it was all about having fun.
Danny was by to pick you up shortly after you finished getting ready, and with a final nod of confidence in the mirror, you made your way out.
“Well don’t you look ravishing,” Danny complimented with a lilt in his voice, poking at your sparkly gold dress.
You giggled as you buckled your seatbelt, “why thank you, Daniel. You’re so kind.”
As he made his way towards Josh’s house, he made small talk with you, asking how your Christmas was, what gifts you received, your New Year's resolutions.
But as if he couldn’t hold it in any longer, the question that you were anticipating finally spilled.
“So… you excited to see Josh tonight?”
You huffed in defeat, “I don’t know. Kinda, yeah I guess. We haven’t really talked much since… well you know. We exchanged Merry Christmas texts but that’s it.”
He raised a surprised eyebrow, “really? That’s weird considering you guys hardly go a day without talking to each other.”
“Exactly,” you huffed again, “I have no idea where his head is.”
“Wait, so this isn’t something that’s been going on?”
Sweet, sweet Danny and his cluelessness.
“No, it isn’t. That night, he told me for the first time he had feelings for me. It was the first time we kissed.”
“Ohhhhhhh,” he dragged out, “and I ruined it, huh?”
You chuckled a bit, shaking your head, “no Danny you didn’t ruin it,” you thought on it briefly, “actually yeah you kinda did.”
Danny laughed as he turned onto Josh’s street, “yeah, my bad about that. I don’t know what the big deal is though. Everyone knows that boy is head over heels for you.”
His statement made you perk up, “really?”
The street was full of cars, so Danny put the car in park a few houses down from Josh’s, turning to look at you in disbelief.
“Are you really that clueless, Blossom? Everyone knows how much Josh adores you, he’s like a helpless puppy when it comes to you.”
“I- I just thought that was a Josh thing, he’s been like that forever.”
Danny sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, “that’s because he’s been in love with you forever.”
Josh’s words from that night rang in your head.
‘I think I’ve been in love with you for a very very long time.’
“Oh,” was all you could manage.
“Yeah, Oh,” Danny teased you.
He grabbed his jacket from the backseat, handing it to you so you could wrap it around your bare shoulders.
“Look, y/n. The kid loves you, alright? He’s absolutely enamored. And it’s very clear you feel the same way, so don’t complicate it, okay? Don’t over think it. If anything, his silence shows that he’s just as confused about the situation as you are. You guys just need to talk about it, figure out where you want to go from here.”
You were silent, a million thoughts fogging your brain.
“What else is on your mind, Blossom?”
Sighing, you dragged your eyes to Danny’s face, “what if it changes things? Between us, you and the guys? Our dynamic right now it just… works. I don’t wanna fuck that up. Or what if things don’t work out between Josh and I? That’s 15 plus years of friendship down the drain and you guys will probably end up hating me.”
Danny gave you a sympathetic grin, “y/n. Josh isn’t the only one who loves you. Me, Jake, Sam, we love you too, maybe just not in the way Josh does,” you both chuckled before he continued, “sure things will be different, but we’ll all still be friends just the way we are now, you know that.”
You gave him an understanding nod.
“And you gotta be crazy to think that anything would tear you and Josh apart like that. You guys are rock solid, and that’s something I’m sure won’t change.”
After a moment to process what he said, you knew he was 100% right.
“Okay, okay no you’re right. I’m gonna go in there, and I’m gonna tell Josh how I feel and we’re gonna kiss and everything is gonna be fine.”
“There you go,” he cheered you on, “let’s go in there and get your man.”
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You were completely frozen when Josh opened the door.
He grinned at you smugly, “Happy New Years, you two.”
Danny waited for you to speak, but he quickly realized that you were in panic mode, and instead gave you a light shove into the doorway as Josh stepped aside, answering for both of you, “it’s not the new year for another two hours Josh, but same to you, bother!”
Once inside the loud and packed house, you made a beeline to the kitchen for a drink, completely ignoring Josh.
He looked a little wounded as you did so, and Danny gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder, “just give her time. You know Blossom, she’s…”
“So beautiful,” Josh whispered to himself as he watched you weave through people.
You were moving so fast that you bumped into someone, but before you could apologize, you were met with a smiling Sam, thankful it was just him rather than some stranger.
“There you are y/n! I was wondering when you’d show.”
Upon further inspection of your face, he frowned slightly, “what’s up with you? Look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“Just need a drink,” you mumbled, eyeing the array of libations on the counter.
“We’ll, you’ve come to the right place. I’m the best damn bartender at this party.”
“I think we all know that’s not true,” you heard Jake’s slightly raspy voice as he entered the kitchen. He put an arm around your shoulder, placing a friendly kiss on the top of your head, “hey Blossom.”
“Hey Jake. Happy New Years.”
“Same to you, love,” with an arm still around your shoulder, he turned to Sam, “Sammy boy, make sure our girl gets the best drink of the night,” he squished you into his side, “she looks like she needs it.”
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You spent the next couple hours dodging Josh as best as you could. But no matter how much you drank, and danced, and socialized, you couldn’t ignore the feeling of his eyes tracking your every movement.
Every time you looked at him, his eyes were already trained on you, he didn’t even care much to look away, he wanted you to know he was watching.
As the night went on, the music got louder, and the party got livelier, and despite the awkward situation, you were having fun.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom before the countdown,” you shouted to Sam over the music, handing him your drink.
“Hurry back, we’ve only got,” he paused to check his phone, spilling some drink in the process, “10 minutes.”
You saluted him before making the familiar journey to Josh’s powder room, but was irritated to find that it was already occupied, and from the sounds you were hearing, it didn’t sound like it’d be unoccupied anytime soon.
Josh’s room. No one would be in there (hopefully), and it had its own ensuite bathroom that you could use in peace.
You climbed the stairs to the best of your ability, slightly wobbly from your indulgence, before you finally made it to his room, lit only by his bedside lamps.
An unrecognizable feeling washed over you as you entered. You felt so at peace in the familiar dwelling, but also timid, afraid, as if you really didn’t belong there.
But soon enough, the urge to pee trumped it all, and you made your way into the bathroom.
After a way too long pee, washing your hands, and quickly glancing in the mirror, you made your exit, only to be startled by Josh sitting on the edge of his bed facing you, his hands folded in his lap.
You jumped at his sudden appearance, clutching your chest, “Christ, Josh. You scared the shit out of me.”
He disregarded your statement, “why are you ignoring me, Blossom?”
He sounded despondent , but also slightly vexed.
Once again, he had you frozen in place.
This was certainly sobering.
“I… I’m not ignoring you.”
His head tilted, face reading ‘really?’
“Okay, so I’m ignoring you.”
You didn’t have an answer, instead you stood there gawking at him, feeling quite witless.
His shoulders slumped, “look y/n. If you don’t feel the same about me I get it. Just don’t-“
“Josh, no,” your head shook furiously as you made your way over to him, “no, that’s not it. That’s not it at all.”
He looked a little confused, “no?”
In that moment, he looked so hopeful, so innocent, you couldn’t help but smile as you raised your hand to cup his cheek.
“I do feel the same. I really do. Could you not tell from the way I kissed you?”
He blushed at the mention of your shared moment, “I just thought you were really horny or something.”
You laughed loudly, “well that was a small part of it, yeah. But I also happen to really be in love with you too. And I think I have been for a very very long time.”
Josh stood from the bed, taking both of your hands in his as his eyes burned into yours, “then why didn’t you text me? Or call? Something, anything. All I got was a lousy ‘Merry Christmas’ text.”
Playfully, you rolled your eyes, “okay first of all, it wasn’t lousy. I added a little Santa and a Christmas tree. And secondly, I could say the same for you, I was wrecked with anxiety waiting to hear from you.”
His thumbs rubbed small circles on the back of your hands, “I was trying to give you your space, Blossom. I kinda dropped a bomb on you that night.”
You nodded, “yeah no, I get it. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, Blossom. All that matters is that we’re here now, with everything laid out on the table.”
“Everything on the table,” you echoed quietly.
From downstairs, a chorus of voices began chanting.
“So what now,” Josh sounded breathless as his eyes stayed fixed on your face.
“I don’t know, Josh. You tell me.”
“Can I show you instead,” his low voice was laced with mischief.
On cue, Josh enveloped you in the sweetest of kisses, pulling you firm against his body as he did so.
The kiss was both needy and gentle in the moment.
As cheers and loud music thundered through the house, you and Josh continued to kiss, and kiss, and kiss.
A full blown make out session was underway, tongues and lips moving on their own accord.
Josh grabbed onto your thigh, hoisting your leg onto his waist as his other hand made its way into your hair, trying to get you closer to him.
His eagerness made you moan, and you threw your head back as he finally tore his lips from yours kissing down your jaw and to your neck, his tongue brushing against your skin every so often.
“Listen to you,” he mumbled against your flesh, his voice had dropped to an insanely sexy octave, “sound so pretty, Blossom. I don’t think I’ll get enough of hearing that.”
The hand that was gripping your thigh snakes up under your dress, giving it a squeeze.
He so desperately wanted to hear you again.
And hear you again he did, the melodic sound of your pleasure only prompting him to continue.
He kissed you again, kneading the swell of your ass in his hand. When he pulled away, you found yourself leaning in, chasing the contact.
“You want more, don’t you Blossom?”
You nodded shamelessly, “I need more. I need you.”
Your voice was fretful as you spoke, and he soothed your whines with a soft peck on the lips.
“I know, baby. I need you too.”
Baby. Hearing that coming from his lips, directed towards you, sent you over the edge.
“Can I make love to you,” he questioned as he looked into your glossy eyes, “right now?”
“Please. Please do Josh.”
He took a hold of your other leg, lifting you off the ground and walking you over to his bed.
He laid you down gently before pulling his shirt off, and your eyes never left his figure as he did so.
“I never got a chance to tell you, but you look so beautiful tonight, Blossom. That dress was made for you.”
Heat rose to your cheeks as you sat up on the bed, “yeah? You really think so?”
He grinned lazily, “I do,” slowly he moved forward, his fingers finding the zipper of your dress. He looked to you for approval, and you gave it to him.
Pulling the zipper at a teasing pace, he continued to talk, “but as pretty as this dress is on you, I’d rather see it on the floor. I wanna see all of you.”
As he finished unzipping, you stood to shimmy the dress off your body, and he stood and watched in amazement as you revealed yourself to him, left now in only a blush pink thong.
He gulped at the sight, before his hands moved to the button of his jeans.
He undid them, tugging both them and his boxers down in one swift movement.
Your eyes bulged at his already swollen erection, taken by surprise at how well endowed your Josh was.
Over the years, you’ve gotten plenty of glances at his bulge. At the lake during the summer, accidentally walking in on him while he was changing (one time too many), but none of that compared to what you were seeing now.
You simply couldn’t pull your eyes away, and Josh allowed you the opportunity to stare, feeling vainglorious at your reaction.
You wanted, no, needed to feel him in your mouth, but as you moved to assume the position, his words stopped you.
“No baby, not tonight,” he spoke sweetly, “we’ll save that for another time, yeah?”
Another time. The thought of this happening again (and again, if you’re lucky), was enough to make you comply.
Instead, you began removing your underwear, but again, he stopped you.
“Let’s leave those on, too. I’m enjoying them way too much.”
Not knowing what else to do, you lowered yourself onto the bed, scooting back until the icy wood of the bed frame met you back.
Josh followed, climbing up on the bed and pulling your leg until you were laying flat.
His lips found yours again, but the moment was short lived as he began trailing wet kisses down your body.
He stopped at your breasts, squeezing them both gently, causing your mouth to fall open.
“You like when I play with your pretty tits, Blossom?”
Biting down hard on your lip, you nodded.
His fingers began toying with your nipples, flicking and rolling them as he watched you squirm.
Finally, he lowered his mouth onto your right bud, his tongue flicking over it swiftly.
“Josh,” you sighed out in desperation, hand finding a firm grip in his hair.
His mouth wandered to the left now, repeating his actions as he stared up at you.
You were a mess beneath him, though he’d hardly done a thing to you yet; further proof of how much control he had over you.
When his hand made its way to your soaked panties, rubbing along the cloth gingerly, you gasped and moaned loudly.
“Sorry,” you rasped, “I’ll keep quiet.”
With a pop, he released your nipple from his mouth, continuing to rub.
“No Blossom, you be as loud as you want. They won’t hear you,” he nudged your panties to the side and began playing with your folds, eyes blazing in delight at the sight before him, “and even if they do hear, who cares? I want everyone to know how good I can make you feel.”
In response, you allowed your self to whine out into the air again, and he nodded at you in encouragement, “yeah, so good for my Blossom. I love seeing you like this. Better than I ever imagined.”
The sound of your arousal as Josh dragged his fingers through your sopping cunt was delightful in the most obscene ways. You were captivated by how gentle and loving he was being with you, though he was slightly teasing. This moment confirmed just how much he really did love you.
“Josh,” you whimpered, stroking along his abdomen, “I need you. Inside.”
“Not yet, baby. Let me take care of you a little more. I wanna savor this.”
I’m no mind to object, you allowed him to continue his exploration, trailing more kisses down your trembling body until he came face to face with your heat.
He licked his lips, “oh Blossom look at that,” he was breathless, “that’s just too good.”
Lowering himself onto his stomach, one of his fingers found your clit, and began rubbing slow circles around the nub. Just when you thought you couldn’t take teasing anymore, his finger was replaced with his delicious tongue, a couple slow licks, just to get a taste.
A groan rumbled out of him as he closed his lips around it, and you squealed.
He reached up to grab your hands in his, giving them a reassuring squeeze, finally allowing himself to fully indulge.
His mouth attacked you with a sort of amorous fervor that you’ve never experienced before.
The sounds that filled the room were intoxicating to say the least, and it had both you and Josh drunk.
“Feels so good,” you whined, “feels so fucking good.”
Josh let out another groan in response as his tongue dipped into your clenching hole briefly, eyes burning into yours as he did so.
You released one of his hands to grab a fistful of his hair, pulling him in closer to your cunt.
Sure, you were being a bit greedy, but you waited so very long for this to happen, and you were going to make sure you got to experience it in its full glory.
He began flicking his tongue swiftly along your clit, stopping to slurp up your wetness and his own spit, and the action made you lurch forward, now gripping his head with both hands.
“Fuck! Yes Josh,” you shouted rather loudly, and you could feel his lip curve upwards.
Without shame, you began grinding your body against his face, his nose brushing against you another sensation you didn’t know you needed.
He removed his mouth, “funny I couldn’t get you to mutter three words to me earlier, only for you to be fucking my face an hour later. Funny how things work, isn’t it Blossom?”
Not one to miss out on an opportunity to jest, you quipped back, “that was last year, Josh. Get over yourself.”
He sent a teasing squeeze to your thigh before latching back onto you, allowing you to use him the way you were before.
There it was, that familiar feeling of release beginning to bubble up inside of you, a feeling you missed dearly.
You were racing towards that finish line, and Josh could very well tell, removing his mouth from you and sitting back on the bed.
“Josh,” you cried out, though it was hard to be upset with the way he looked, his face covered in your arousal.
He began stroking himself as he came to hover over you, pecking you on the nose.
“No need to whine, baby. I’m gonna make you cum, I’d just rather you do it around my cock.”
You reached forward and ran a single finger down his leaking slit, brining it to your mouth to taste.
Josh shuddered, “you’re filthy, Blossom. I love it. I love you.”
Your heart began beating a little harder in your chest at his words.
With his pulsing cock in hand, he lowered himself to line up with your entrance, and with one smooth thrust of his hips, he filled you up completely.
You both went to moan, but not a sound came out of either of you, small pants of air the only thing that could be produced.
“Say it again,” he egged you on, steadying himself by gripping the headboard, “say you love me again.”
He pulled out fully before plunging back in to the hilt, causing you to actually moan this time.
“I… I love you Josh,” you managed, staring up into his captivating eyes, “I love you so much.”
Rather than ravishing you with brutal force and pace, he began rolling his hips into you at a steady rhythm, somehow knowing where that perfect spot inside of you resided, hitting it with perfect precision with every thrust.
“God yes! Right there Josh. Right there!”
“There,” his voice lilted as he hit the spot again, “Already know my Blossom’s body so well, don’t I?”
You nodded up at him with doe eyes that knocked the wind right out of his chest.
He continued stroking your sweet center as he lowered his body down onto yours, taking your ear between his teeth.
“Shit Blossom,” he panted, “I don’t think I’m gonna last very long. I haven’t been in anything this perfect in all my life.”
You turned your head to place a sloppy kiss on his cheek, running your hands up his back that was riddled with goosebumps.
“Let me have it then,” your voice was unbelievably seductive, “right inside Josh. I wanna feel you.”
He continued his rolling, only a little bit faster now as he clung to your body for dear life.
“You gonna come with me Blossom? Together, like we were always meant to be.”
His strokes were otherworldly, and all you could do was allow the moment to take over you entirely, letting your body do as it pleased.
Josh lifted his face to look at you, “now… I’m about to-“
You quieted him by bringing him in for a kiss, and you stayed that way as both of your releases brought you to that glorious mountain top.
Moans and grunts permeated the room as he fucked you through your orgasm, his cock twitching as he too spilled himself.
One final thrust cemented the occasion, Josh pumping the last of his release deep inside of you before he was completely spent.
Full of nothing but love, you nestled yourself into his sticky side as he fell beside you, wrapping a leg over his waist.
After catching his breath, he turned to you with a knee buckling smile, “that was beautiful. Too perfect for words.”
“Yeah,” you sighed in a stupor, “it was huh?”
With a trembling hand, he pulled your face to his, kissing you sweetly on the lips, then the cheek, “I love you Blossom.”
You allowed yourselves to bask in the moment for awhile before Josh spoke again, “so… you think this is the epic New Years party story of the year.”
With a laugh, you pulled his body a little closer to yours, “I don’t think anything that happened tonight could top this.”
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