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[smuts-you-love]

request: An imagine where Dallon and Brendon are really protective over Y/N. And her and Josh start dating secretly and they get caught making out by Brendon and Dallon.

word count: 715

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“Damn, I’m full.” sighed Brendon, pushing his now empty plate away from him slightly.

“You’re not the only one, pal” Dallon answers, clutching his stomach.

Josh giggles and I can’t help but smile fondly at him. We started dating a month or so ago and haven’t told anyone, ESPECIALLY not Dallon or Brendon. This is because, well, saying that they are protective is an understatement. If any guy so much as looks at me in a suggestive way, they are all over me, making sure that they don’t get me. I’ve tried to tell them to stop, but they have this whole thing about ‘making sure my heart doesn’t get broken’ or some shit like that.

As I’m staring at Josh, I don’t notice Brendon squinting his eyes between me and Josh suspiciously as Josh and Dallon are talking.

We pay and leave the restaurant, deciding to go to my place to hang out and play some video games.

What seems like two minutes after the boys and I walk in, they are already sat on the sofa having an intense game of super Mario Bros.

I smile and shake my head. “I’m gonna get snacks. Anyone want some?” I ask.

“ME!” they all reply, and I laugh.

“Okay then, any drinks?” I question again.

I get the same reaction.

“I’ll come and help you, I’ll meet you in there after I kick these guys’ asses.” Josh says, before sticking his tongue out in concentration. Cute.

I grin, and walk into the kitchen, grabbing some bowls, some popcorn, some m&m’s and some crisps. I pour them all into separate bowls, and as I’m doing so, Josh strolls in.

“Hey you.” he smiles, walking over to the fridge to get out some coke.

“Hey.” I smile back, reaching up to grab some glasses out of the cabinet.

As I do so, my shirt rides up slightly, reveling my bare waist. Moments later, I feel a calloused hand touching the skin, sending shivers up my spine. I forget about the glasses, and spin around, face to face with Josh. He smirks and I grin shyly, slowly snaking my arms around his neck, and tangling my fingers in his hair as I pull his lips down to mine. He gladly accepts the kiss, wrapping around my waist with a tighter grip, pulling me closer, pushing our bodies together. At the contact, I let out an almost inaudible moan, that could pass off as a sigh. But this only urges Josh on, as he lifts me up onto the counter, as he stands in between my legs, and I lock my ankles behind his back, deepening the kiss. One of his hands retreat from my waist, but soon connect with my cheek, stroking it gently before tucking a stray strand of hair behind my hear delicately. I smile into the kiss, removing one of my hands from his hair, and running it down his toned chest, before then placing it on his shoulder. He parts from the kiss and attaches his lips to my neck, sucking and nibbling gently on my collar bone, as I let out a quiet whimper. He moves up to my jaw and kisses it, before nibbling my ear lobe, then going back to my lips. We kiss like this for a moment, before we are interrupted.

“WHAT THE HELL GUYS?!” I hear Dallon yell from behind Josh.

I pull away from Josh, and we look into each others eyes, both of which were wide. Josh slowly turns around and I peek out from behind him.

“Why were you fucking making out in the god damn counter?” Brendon asks.

“I-uh-we-” Josh stutters, knowing that he is dead if he says the wrong thing.

“We’re dating. And have been for a while. But we didn’t tell you becasue of how protective you are over me!” I say.

Brendon and Dallon look at each other.

“Okay…” Dallon sighs. “But if you DARE hurt her…” He starts.

“I would never.” Josh replies.

“If you do, you are dead.” Brendon states simply.

I try not to smile at their protectiveness, but do anyway, before hopping down from the counter.

“Now that that’s all cleared up… who wants another game of Super Mario Bros?” I ask, grabbing the snack bowls.

~~~~~~ I HAVEN’T WRITTEN IN AGES AND ITS NEARLY 2AM SO THIS MAY BE SHIT SORRY

[smuts-you-love]

An imagine where Dallon and Brendon are really protective over Y/N. And her and Josh start dating secretly and they get caught making out by Brendon and Dallon. Sorry this is so long.

I LOVE THIS I WILL BE DOING THIS SOON

[smuts-you-love]

I can't wait for some of your new imagines! I love your writing!

thank you! I'm stocked up on requests now and have been super busy, so I'm sorry about that but I'm going to try to get one out soon 😊

[smuts-you-love]

i didn’t realise how much school would affect the fact that i have literally no time to write at all, and if i do write, i’d like to have a bit of diversity. give this a note if you’re a fan of supernatural or tvd? request some to do with this and I may give it a go, as I have a 4 week break coming up. what do you guys think?

[smuts-you-love]

hey hi hello so i come back after a fair few weeks of practically being dead lol and that is because school is stressing me the fuck out as usual and homework gives me little to no free time. so anyway i check my account and fucking 24 REQUESTS!! 2 4! that is a FUCK ton. so quick disclaimer: you can still request, but i tend to write my requests in order of date they were requested, so if yours doesn't appear, i haven't forgotten about it, i just have a LOT of requests. ANYWAY I'm going to Italy next week so i won't have time to write which is a bummer, but on the plane back i might try and get some done (not on the way there becasue the flight leaves at like 3am and i will be delirious as fuck) so yeah i have been reblogging some of my faves so give them a read in the meantime! <3

[trylers]

electric feel

Title:  Electric Feel Pairing: Josh Dun/OFC (unnamed) Rating: Mature Warning: Just smut, with a pinch of dirty talk (who am I kidding, there’s a lot of dirty talk, yall know me). A/N: This was a request by @beaniebabycreature. This turned out way longer than I intended it to be, because I’m an asshole with backstory; this one is like 4.7k, so enjoy this. I’ve got a Jai Courtney story I’m almost done with, and I’m taking requests for Josh or Tyler stories. Send ‘em in!

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[toshler]

dr. dun (fm/m)

ok but… what if josh went down the medical path 

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Your doctor comes in, and he’s younger than you expected. He has his white uniform on and a clipboard, but you first notice a distinctive sleeve tattoo that peaks your curiosity. He also has curly brown hair and the most warm brown eyes you ever seen. He has piercings as well, which surprises you considering most professions frown upon even minimal body modifications, but you’re not complaining. He looks straight out of grad school, so he must be in his late twenties, early thirties at most. 

He speaks right away, and oh. His voice is fucking sexy, too. So smooth. You feel yourself getting wet just by his presence and voice, but try to ignore it. Then he smiles, and you only melt further. 

“Hi, I’m Dr. Dun, I’ll be filling in for your doctor today.” He says confidently, then begins the routine of checking your pulse, breathing, blood pressure, ears, mouth, etc. It feels strangely more intimate with this doctor, but you just try to act cool. 

“Good. Now if you can just put this on, and I’ll let you have some privacy.” He says. You nod, smiling but feeling the heat rise to your face knowing that he’s about to see your parts without even taking you on a date first! Even though he’s seen so many vaginas, it’s his job, the thought still gets you flustered. You wished your doctor wasn’t so attractive. 

You slip on this flimsy piece of tissue paper he gave you, then sit on the table and wait. He comes back in, puts on his gloves, and your heart’s beating so fast. You check out his strong looking hands, he catches you, and you quickly glance away. You swear you caught a hint of a knowing smirk on his lips but maybe it’s your imagination. You know he could get fired if he shows interest in that way, but he’s a guy and you are cute, so who could blame him. 

Dr. Dun instructs you to lie down and your heart is beating so fast. You’re thankful your period didn’t start early today, and you’re clean and shaved. You try to think unsexy thoughts.

He starts the awkward questions while examining your breasts, pulling open the vest and guiding your arms over your head. He works in firm but gentle circles with two fingers as you stare at the pale ceiling, trying to focus on anything but this doctor guy fondling your tits. Then he lightly pinches your nipple, and starts over on the other one, torturing you with more questions about your sexual activity, classes and career aspirations while your mind is obviously in other places. 

That wasn’t so bad. After that’s over, he instructs you to scoot down the table and put your feet in the stirrups. Oh no. He goes to get some supplies, then sits in the chair with his face between your legs. You blush when you realize he can probably tell you’re wet as fuck. That’s normal though, vaginas are wet sometimes even without being horny. But it’s probably engorged and red, so he would still know. Shit, you can literally feel it dripping and the arousal is building more. So when his gloved finger just touches your outer lips, you make an inaudible noise and tense up. He shoots you a worried look. 

“Are you okay?” He asks, concerned. You feel your breath catch in your throat. 

“Um..yeah, just go ahead. I guess…I’m sorry.” You apologize, but he notices you shaking now. 

“It’s okay, you know? You are doing perfectly fine. Would you rather have a female do this, if you’re uncomfortable?” He asks, a serious tone in his voice. 

“No, I want you. I mean…I want you to do me. Do it, I mean. The exam.” You say, trying to not make it any weirder. He laughs softly and puts down his utensils. 

“Would it be better if I released some of the tension?” He asks softly. You know what he means by his expression and tone. But you stare at him like he was speaking a foreign language, like you didn’t know that was an option. 

“You can do that?” You ask, unsure but open to whatever he’s suggesting to make the situation better. 

“Of course, but only if you want. It will have to stay between me and you.” He says. You cannot believe he’s willing to risk this for you. You sadly wonder for a moment if he offers this to all his patients and you’re not special, but get over yourself quickly. This attractive, smart, cool doctor who knows his way around a vagina is offering to get you off before giving you an exam. 

“Ok, yes please.” You find yourself saying, and he grins, taking off his gloves. Your heart leaps to your throat when he finally drops the whole ‘professional’ persona. He gazes into your eyes, sucking his left middle and ring finger in his mouth before sliding them inside you. You gasp and bite back a moan as he immediately finds your g-spot, thrusting his fingers in and out of your sopping wet pussy until you’re squirming on the exam table. 

“Close already?” He asked, already sort of breathless himself. You realize his other hand was busy, palming his erection through his work pants, and you immediately buck your hips up wanting him inside you. 

“F..fuck me.” You moan, never in your life feeling so in heat and reckless. You wanted him to use you, defile you, make you cum all over his hard cock. You didn’t care. He frantically shoves his pants down and pulls out his cock, making your eyes widen. He’s between your legs and sliding in easy. Once he was fully inside you, he begins thumbing your swollen clit before pumping in and out at a slow steady pace. You moan, wrapping your legs around his hips forcing him deeper. With his other hand, he begins massaging your breast. 

“Oh god, harder.” You beg. He obliges, slamming into you rougher and squeezing his eyes shut. 

“Cum for me, slut.” He growled, and like magic you instantly start convulsing around his cock, gasping at the insane pleasure. Your eyes roll back and vision goes white is he helps you ride it out. He pulls out, leaving your used, wet pussy stretched out from his cock. 

He walks over with his cock in hand and stands next to you. Once you turn your head, he brings it to your lips and you open your mouth.

“I’m going to finish in your mouth, okay sweetie?” He says, and you hum around the head, already sucking and swirling your tongue around what he’s giving you. You can taste yourself on him and decide you love that. He slides his cock further into your mouth and you suck eagerly as he pushes in and out of your mouth, stroking your hair gingerly. He can tell you’re enjoying yourself and admires your pretty face and lips stretched around his cock.

“Oh fuck…thank you…so good.” He praises you. You open your eyes to watch this amazing god-like figure losing it and falling apart, all because of you. It feels powerful and seductive. Without realizing it, you’re stroking and playing with your own wetness and caught in a complete trance of pleasuring this human. He sees this and starts fucking your mouth faster. You panic and bring your hand up to grip it and take less in your mouth, but he groans and you feel a gush of warm, wet liquid enter your mouth. You realize he’s cumming and moan with him, having an empathy-orgasm as you swallowed every bit of cum he gave you. He slips all the way out of your mouth after he goes soft, and now that it was over, it suddenly just hit you what happened. He seemed to realize it too.

“Was this okay?” He asks, suddenly feeling insecure about whether he went too far. You knew it did, but still were not complaining at all. You were satisfied, felt much more relaxed, and no one has ever pleasured you like that before. 

“Well, I’m not tense anymore for the exam.” You say, still licking traces of cum from your lips. He smiles again and puts his hand on your waist before he leans down to kiss you. His lips are soft, and it’s almost innocent considering what you both just did.

“Thank you for trusting me. Now that you’re loosened up, we can continue on with the pap-smear?” He says, winking and slapping your leg. 

He’s crossed so many boundaries, but needless to say, you love your new doctor and make appointments constantly just to see him. You eventually begin hooking up outside the office, then it turns serious as you learn more about each other. 

The end.

[smuts-you-love]

this highkey turned me on just saying lol worth the read

[beebomeebo]

Nerves

request// “could you maybe write some smut about tyler? something with him and the reader having sexual tension and both being shy about it for a while until one day tyler just snaps and has passionate, slightly rough sex with her, including dirty talk”

(a/n) AH IM IN LOVE W TYLER AND JOSH ATM SO IM SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS. imma put this in school because why the hell not you know what im sayin? & sorry about it taking so long to get to the frustration, i didnt know where to start. & sorry if it wasnt as much as usual. its exam week so ive been studying and also, sorry about switching POVs so much. i just wanted to show the sexual frustration of both of them.

I saw him almost every day on my way to fourth hour for the first semester. Even in the most crammed hallways we never seem to fail to find each other. I always blush and tuck my head down. His smile always sent weird shivers down my spine.

I take a deep breathe as I enter my new piano class; it’s fairly big with a grand piano in the front of the class; the floors were carpet instead of tile. Immediately, my eyes set upon the mysterious boy from the halls. I freeze in my tracks as his face lifts up from his lap to make eye contact with me. We both kind of half-smile and quickly turn our heads away. I take the seat two down from the boy. I notice he’s wearing a plain black shirt and black gym shorts. He leans against his elbow, slightly flexing his biceps.

His head tilts my direction and notices me staring. Embarrassed, I whip my head to face my desk. I bite down on my tongue. Who is he?

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*TYLER’S POV*

Who is she? Her Y/HC hair falling perfectly to frame her face. Her full hips sway ever so slightly, driving me crazy. The way she smiles at me in the hall then trying to hide her cheeks to keep me from seeing her blush. I’m was always late to my fourth hour just so I could see her. She was stunning.

I see a figure out of the corner of my eye. It’s her. We both seem to freeze in time for the quickest second. She’s wearing baggy joggers and a band tee. She smirks at me and I try to mimic but fail completely, then turning my head back to my thumbs. I follow her out of the corner of my eye, heart racing as she picks the seat two down from me. My thumb starts twitching like usual. I can feel her eyes peering at me so I shift my head to meet her eyes. She whips her head back to her desk but I keep staring, scanning of what I can see of her face.

“Welcome class. My name is …” I tune the teacher out and peer one last time over to her. Not paying attention to roll call, I zone back in just enough to answer to my own name.

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*YOUR POV*

The class finally ends with the chime of the bell. I hear the teacher yell about getting a permission slip. I swiftly want out of the room before anything more awkward could happen and I try my best to swerve through the maze of people to get to my calculus class on time.

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*NEXT DAY*

I slug into the classroom, make eye contact with Mystery Boy and the proceed to my desk. Slumping into my seat I let my head fall into my arms.

I got absolutely no sleep last night. I looked and felt like shit. Mystery Boy is probably appalled by me at the moment but I didn’t care. My eyes start to feel heavy as I slip into a dream.

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“Ms. Y/N, so nice of you to join us.” A bellowing voice pulls me from my deep thoughts.

I lift my head to see a tall figure hovering above me. My head lifts from my arms as my eyes try to adjust to the bright lights. I can feel thousands of beady eyes on me. I look around to see everyone staring at me, but it’s not until I see Mystery Boy that my cheeks start to flush.

“I think you’ll have enough time to sleep during detention since you’re too tired to pay attention in class.” The teacher said walking back to his desk.

Crap. This can’t happen. I try to hide my face the best I could behind my hair but I can still feel the judgmental eyes.

Suddenly, I hear a shifting somewhere to the left. I turn my head to see Mystery Boy standing next to his desk. Before I could register what’s going on, Mystery Boy crumbles a piece of paper and chucks it across the room at the teacher. A very confused class looks back at him.

“And what was the point of that, Tyler?” The teacher bellows; his face turning bright red.

Tyler shrugged, his hand twitching slightly.

“I will expect you to join Ms. Y/N in detention tonight then.” The teachers hisses. “Now, is there anyone else that would like to stand up and rebel?”

Everyone’s expression is glued on the teacher but mine is set on Mystery Boy. Did he do that just to because of me? What was the point of that?

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The end of the day creeps up faster than I thought. The final bell rings and the class flushes out of the classroom, scattering to get to their busses. Dreading having to fight against the wave of students, my legs carry me towards the music room. When I finally escape the stampede, I pause to catch my breath.

“Oh, Ms. Y/N. So nice of you to join us.” The teacher smiles sarcastically. I beam a smile trying my best to look sincere but soon falls flat.

My head turns to see Mystery Boy already here. Tyler. That’s his name.

I smile as I take my seat, thinking of how cute the name was.

“I don’t know if either of you have been in here before but there are no phones or any electronics of any kind. I don’t care what you do as long as it’s not on your phones.” The teacher says.

I pull out my calculus binder and start to work on my homework. Out of the corner of my eye I see Tyler writing on a blank piece of paper. I couldn’t make out the words but the format resembled poetry.

After a while, another teacher walks into the classroom and mumbles something to our teacher. He nods to the woman and turns to us. “I have to step out for a few minutes. Don’t do anything stupid.” He casually exits the classroom and the class is filled with silence once more – only breaking at the sound of the ticking clock.

Tyler’s hand starts to lightly tap the corner of his desk. I close my eyes and imagine th running up my body. Stop. I don’t even know him. The thought shakes out of my mind and I pull myself back to my homework.

Tyler starts mumbling words under his breathe. It was the first time I heard anything come out of his mouth.

My mind trails off to picture his low voice growling commands into my ear. I bite down on my lip as my stomach begins to turn. Ugh. Why am I doing this? I haven’t even had sex yet. But I couldn’t help it. I longed for the feeling of his chest pressed against mine. Was it because I found him so mysterious? Would that feeling go away if we get to know each other?

I try to shake these thoughts and focus on my homework.

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*TYLER’S POV*

Deep within thought, I start mumbling song lyrics I had just written down. Trying to see how the sounded out loud but low enough to hopefully not disturb Y/N.

My head tilts slightly toward her to get a better look. Her eyes gaze at the floor in front of her. Suddenly, her teeth clasp down on her bottom lip. I can only imagine her soft lips pressed against mine. I want to feel her body, every curve and edge.

A bulge starts to grow in my crotch. I start to panic, searching for a book nearby to hide it. I quickly stand up to grab a thick textbook off the self and hurry back to my desk. Once seated, I carefully cover my lap with the book, trying not to call attention to myself; not once looking over at Y/N. I felt too it would make thing even more awkward.

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*YOUR POV*

As I finish my homework I notice that Tyler has gotten up and gone to the bookshelf. My eyes follow him as he grabs a textbook and quickly makes his way back to his seat, hanging his head low. As he slips into his chair, he slides the textbook between the desk and his lap. Confused I look up at his face. Tyler stares straight in front of him with a panicked expression. I suddenly realize that he had an erection. I blush and turn my face back to my desktop, smiling to myself.

God I wanted to help with it; just get down on my knees and make him happy.

The teacher comes back in, pulling me from my thoughts and disrupting the vibe.

“The room seems intact. That’s good. Tyler, why is a textbook in your lap?”

Tyler’s face burns red. “Uhh,” he stutters. “I was just reading.”

The teacher shakes his head and returns to his desk.

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*3 DAYS LATER*

I nervously creep into the music room. Today we have to perform our first song. I’ve been practicing all week but I can’t seem to hit the right notes.

The class scurries to their seats as the bell rings.

“Ok class. Today, you will be demonstrating how much you’ve learned by playing your selected song.”

My heart races as my stomach turns. I could throw up. Staring at my hands, I think about all the things that could go wrong: my fingers slip and I hit all the wrong keys, my sheet falls and I can’t read the music, I get up there to just freeze in my place.

“Y/N.” The teacher says, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Huh?”

“You’re next.”

I panic but force myself to slip my music sheet out of my backpack and make my way the the front of my class. I lower my butt onto the hard stool. My back straightens and my hands lightly place themselves on the white keys. I take a deep breathe and push the first note. After, my fingers just seem to play by themselves. By the end of the song my heart was racing out of my chest. I had played a couple wrong notes but overall I was proud. I looked up at the teacher.

“Well done.” He smiles and I walk back over to my seat beaming a smile.

I didn’t really pay attention to anybody else’s song until the the teacher called Tyler’s name. He shyly walks up to the piano, setting down his sheet music. He sits on the hard oak stool and hovers his fingers over the white and black board. The moment his fingers touch the board it’s like a melody all on it’s own. He plays chords that we haven’t even been taught yet. Everyone’s jaw drops. I’m absolutely amazed. He plays a perfect song. The whole class claps for him and he smiles.

“Holy shit.” “Is he even supposed to be in this class?” “I bet he’s been playing for his whole life.” Whispers fill the room as Tyler takes his seat. I’m still starstruck.

The final bell rings and the class swarms around Tyler, praising him. Once done,quickly scattering through the door. I struggle getting my stuff in bag so I start to leave a little later than the crowd. As I slip on my backpack on, a voice behind me turns me on my heel.

“Uh hey.” My head turns around to see Tyler standing there, slightly looking down at me. His smile melting my heart.

“Uh, hi.” I smile back.

“You uh, did really good today.” He fidgets with his hands.

I blush. “Oh thanks but I didn’t do half as well as you.”

Tyler smiles, crinkling his eyes a bit.

“I suck at piano.” I say as I slowly start to walk towards the door. He catches up.

“Well, if you ever need help, you can come over and I could tutor you.” He explains.His eyes read anticipation.

“Yeah. I’m available after school today. Text me your address?” I ask smiling and taking my phone out.

We swap contact info and finally make our way out the door.

“What class do you have next?” Tyler asks.

“French with Mrs. Wilson.” I roll my eyes. I suck at French. But since I didn’t know what else to take, I just chose that.

“She’s in hallway three right?”

“Yeah.” I laugh.

“I have English just down the hall.” He smiles.

We walk the rest of the way talking about what we do in our free time and what music we listen to. I find out that we both listen to more alternative music and we laugh about how weird our teacher is.

We wave goodbye as I turn into my French class. I can’t help but smile as I walk to my seat. He’s even friendlier than I thought. And I also got really good band recommendations.

My thoughts trail off to imagine what tonight would be like:

Tyler sitting really close, our hips pressed against one another. He shows me how to play a chord but when I do it, it fails and he has to guide my fingers with his own. Our eyes connect and we slowly lean in for a kiss, heating up quickly as his hand slide slowly up my thigh…

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The final bell rings and I practically skip out the door. Looking down at my phone I see a text from Tyler giving his address. I reply explaining that I have to drop a few things over at my house before and that I’ll be over about 3:30.

I finally get to my car and throw my backpack in the passenger seat. I plug my phone into the aux cord and start blasting my music, losing myself in the guitar riffs and drum beats.

When I finally get home I race up the stairs into my room, slamming the door shut behind me. I scream in excitement. Rushing to my drawer, I pick out my special underwear set: a black laced bra with blacked laced panties. I throw my clothes off to switch my underwear, checking myself afterwards. My minds wanders to see Tyler’s bare body pressed against mine, pinning me to the wall as my nails dig into his back. The excitement rises in my stomach. I’m probably just getting my hopes up, though.

I slip into my good pair of jeans that highlight my thighs and put on a baggy sweater. Throwing my hair in to a loose pony tail and I rush into my bathroom to grab my favorite perfume. I spray it on my neck, belly, legs and both my wrists.

I check my clock coming out of the bathroom. 3:15. I better start leaving. I pack all the things I need into my backpack and click the address he sent me. I then text Tyler that I’m on my way. He texts back a smiley face.

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I pull into his driveway and notice that there aren’t any cars parked. I shut and lock my car doors, throwing my keys back into my backpack. Before I could knock on the door it swings open, revealing a very happy Tyler. I smile back at him as he welcomes me in.

“Oh, you can take your shoes off right there.” He points to the single pair of shoes laying on the floor by the entry.

“Your parents aren’t home?” I question.

“No, they’re out of town for something for my dad’s job.” He replied leading me into the living room. Shoving his hands into his jean pockets he turns around and gestures to the fairly sized room.

It looked like an ordinary living room–just with a huge piano in the middle of it. He invites me to sit down and I accept.

“Are you thirsty?” He asks pointing to the kitchen.

“I could go for a water.”

Tyler smiles and strolls into the kitchen, grabbing two water bottles from the fridge. He tosses one to me. I fumble and eventually drop it. I laugh nervously. I get up to get it. I try my best to slowly bend down without seeming too obvious about it. I smile to myself as I see Tyler’s eye wander off to my ass. I then gracefully pick up the bottle and take back my seat.

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*TYLER’S POV*

As I grabbed the water from the fridge I can’t help but imagine her tight jeans on the floor and her shirt stripped off of her.

“Head’s up.” I toss the water at her and she drops it. Before I could walk over to get it, she was already bending down. Oh God. I couldn’t help but stare. Her butt perfectly shaped in those jeans drove me crazy. She takes her seat giving an innocent look, making me want her even more.

“Well, uh, are you ready?” I asked snapping out, taking the empty spot next to her.

“Oh. Yeah.” She replied reaching into her backpack to pull out her sheet music.

“‘A Little Night Music’ by Mozart - Level A” The title reads. I look over the notes and finger the chords in my head.

“Why don’t you start playing?” I ask.

Y/N nods and starts playing. Her fingers lightly press on the keys. After a couple wrong notes she grows frustrated and quits.

“This is impossible.” She blurts. Her fingernails pulls the black hair tie out of her hair, letting her Y/HC fall to her shoulders. All I wanted was to bunch it in my hand, and pull her body to mine.

Her eyes connect with mine, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Hey, why don’t we take this one measure at a time?” I suggest.

Y/N takes a deep breath and nods her head. She starts to play the first measure of the sheet pretty well. Only hitting one wrong note.

“That was good. Now, you see how it says ¾? That means that for every measure, there are three beats.” She nods. “Here, to keep time I’ll clap.” I go on to explain more music rules. “Let’s take it slow.”

She starts to play the notes within the first measure very slowly. As we go on, we move onto the rest of the measures, slowly putting it all together until she finally plays the whole song flawlessly. At this point I’m not even watching her fingers; I’m studying the contours of her face. She looks up at me and beams a gorgeous smile. I smile back.

“Uh, do you think I could try something harder?” Y/N asks

“Uh, yeah sure.” I stutter.

She reaches into her backpack to grab another music sheet. “Uh, where’s your restroom?” She asks.

“Um, down the hall, second door on the left.” I point towards our hallway.

As she gets up, her hips sway gracefully. My body feels weak imagining her perfectly sculpted butt pressed against my naked lap, slowly massaging my cock.

As soon as she’s out of sight my fingers run through my hair. My head hangs as my elbows rest on the board above the keys. I seriously can’t take this anymore.

I stand up and walk towards the hallway, determined to make her mine. I start to pace in front of the bathroom door, growing more and more nervous by the second.

Suddenly, the door opens. “Hey, your shell soaps are so cu-” I cut her off.

Lunging into a kiss, my hands cup her face, bringing her even closer and my other hand presses her body to mine. My steps forcing her against the wall as I take a hand off her cheek to shove the door closed then tangling my finger in her hair.

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*YOUR POV*

I laugh as I place the tiny shell soap back onto the counter. My hand turns the knob.

“Hey, your shell soaps are so cu-” I’m cut off by a blur lunging into me. His hand cups my face to keep me from jerking my head back and his other hand presses my lower body against his.

Tyler’s hungry lips passionately kiss mine until I finally catch up to his speed. He slams me against the wall. I can’t help but moan against his lips. Tyler lightly grips my bottom lip between his teeth, pulling it back while looking deep into his eyes. He trails his kisses down my cheek, over my jawline and to my neck. Tyler bites and sucks at the sensitive skin, leaving small purple circle. I stretch my neck to give him more access.

I can see the reflection of Tyler’s back pinning me to wall in the mirror. My nails dig down Tyler’s back and he moans into my collar bone. He kisses back up to my lips. His hands trail down to my ass and squeeze the cheeks harshly.

“Jump.” He whispers. And I do, wrapping my legs around his waist as he supports my butt with his hands. My arms wrap around his neck bringing him into a deep kiss. Tyler turns around to set me on the counter. He hungrily kisses my lips.

I break away. “Can we go somewhere a bit more … comfortable?” I ask innocently.

Tyler smiles and helps me down from the counter. Opening the door, he holds my hand and leads me up the stairs. He spins me around and shoves me onto his bedroom door. His hand fumbles with the knob before it swings open behind me. I stumble backwards, catching my balance while Tyler shuts the door behind him.

Before I could register where I was, Tyler crashes back into my body, forcing me to stumble back and fall onto the bed. His body grinds down into mine.

“Jesus, Y/N. I want you so bad.” He growls between kisses.

Moaning, I reply, “Oh, Tyler. I want you too.”

His hands move up from my hips and slip under my shirt. He wraps his hands around my body and sits my up on the bed. Tyler lifts my shirt above my head and throws it across his room.

I giggle as he pushes me back onto the bed. He eats at my neck as my fingers play with the hem of his shirt. He straddles my waist as he grabs the back of his shirt, pulling it off his body. My hands start to wander up his bare body. His eyes look down at me with lust.

His head dips down to mine and Tyler continues to eat at my neck before trailing down my body. He cups my breasts into his hands.

My head sets back into pillows. I start to breath heavily under his touch. Tyler’s lips grazed paced my breasts and make their way down my bare stomach. His hands run down the sides of my body stopping at the hem of my jeans.

“You know, you looked amazing in these.” He said looking up at me. “But they would look better on my floor.”

I bite down on my lip. Tyler grunts under his breath.

His hand slowly unbuttons my jeans. Tyler hooks his fingers in my belt loop and shakes it off my body. His hands run up my inner thighs & start to peel off my black panties.

He smirks. Tyler wraps his arm around one my my legs, hoisting it on his shoulder. He kisses my up my thigh, slowing down right before my entrance.

My hips roll in frustration, begging for his lips. He trails his thumb down and between my folds, lowering his face to my clit. Tyler slowly moves the tip of his tongue over it. My fingers grasp the white sheets and my head sets farther back in the pillows.

“Wow Y/N. You’re so wet.” Tyler hums.

He easily slides his middle finger into me and curls in between slow thrusts. My nails graze the back of his head as he speeds up his tongue around my clit. Including his ring finger, Tyler starts to pump faster.

A knotted feeling rises deep in my stomach.

“T-tyler, I’m g-gonna cum.” I stutter. A cooling wave stretches through my entire body. The feeling stalls for a quick second before exploding as I release myself on his fingers. My back arcs and I grip the sheets even tighter.

Tyler slows his tongue down and slowly slides his fingers out of me. Staring up at the ceiling, I try to catch my breath.

Tyler gently takes my hands and helps me sit up on the edge of the bed with Tyler standing above me. Guiding my fingers down his chest, our lips connect and passionately play with each other. My hands make it to the hem of his black jeans and I mess around with the buttons. As both of his hands wrap around my face, the world around me seems to disappear only leave me and Tyler.

I finally undo his pants and pull them down to his ankles and he steps out of them, not once breaking the kiss. My fingertips slip under the elastic of his boxers as Tyler tangles his fingers into my hair, lightly tugging. I smirk through the kiss and pull the elastic down. His hand wraps around my back to

He breaks from the kiss and whisper into my ear, “Lay down.”

I obey and lay myself back into the sheets. Tyler places his hands next to my head and slowly lowers his body to mine. He then sifts his weight against his right hand and knees, using his left hand to tease his hard cock against my entrance.

I stop him right before he puts his cock inside me. “Wait.” I place my hands on his chest. “I’ve never done this before.” I say nervously.

Tyler laughs as little; his scared expression softening. “It’s ok, I’ll go easy.” He sweetly kisses my lips. He pulls back. “Are you ready?”

I nod pursing my lips. He scoops down again to kiss me as he slowly slides his hard cock inside me. I whimper as his cock spreads the walls of my pussy.

Soon, the pain subsides and turns into pleasure - with every thrust the familiar knot feeling grows bigger.

Tyler’s kisses trail down my cheek to my neck, marking the opposite side of my neck. His hips start to grow faster and faster and my nails scratch down his back. His grunts filling my ears as he goes deeper.

“You’re, so, gorgeous.” He moaned between thrusts.

Both my heart and body felt amazing. The knot-feeling starts to reach it’s peak.

“T-Tyler, I-I’m gonna cum.” I dig my nails deeper into his skin, piercing the skin.

Tyler bucks his hips into mine, going the deepest he’s been. “M-Me too.” He places his lips on mine and releases in me. I joining him shortly after.

His body collapses next to mine and interwinds our fingers. His arm wraps around me, bringing me close. My arm sets down on his chest and my eyes flutter close.

[justtwentyonewriters]

First Timers// Josh Dun

Requested:  can you do a Josh smut teenage au where they’re both virgins and it’s all awkward and cute? if you can’t it’s totally ok!!

Note: Contains smut (I’ve been getting a lot of smut requests lately, I’m going to be great at writing them after this lol)

Xx

              “For safe sex, it is recommended that you and your partner use 2 methods of protection.” You felt your face burn bright red as you sat through your class’s guest speaker droning on about safe sex. You did agree it was important information; but you were still awkward about the subject. It didn’t help that your best friend Tyler kept looking over at you and whispering that you should be taking notes. You had met him through your boyfriend Josh; and boy did Tyler love teasing the two of you.

              “Well. We should grab one of these. So my little children don’t have littler children.” Tyler laughed, grabbing a condom from the table at the front of the room; causing your face to burn. You felt a groan escape your lips as he handed it to Josh with a cheeky smile.

              “Did you guys have to sit through sex ed?” Josh laughed, he was lucky enough not to have Biology with you and Tyler. He never had to sit through Tyler’s teasing whenever something sex related came up.

              “Yeah, Tyler kept telling me to take notes.” You slid your hand into Josh’s waiting one, feeling him give you a reassuring squeeze. “You’re lucky you don’t have to deal with him.” You laughed, getting a hurt look from Tyler.

              “He would be lucky to deal with my teasing!” You merely rolled your eyes, following Josh out of the school. Biology was thankfully your last class of the day; meaning you could go home and relax after a class of Tyler relentless jokes.

              “Was it that bad?” Josh asked, as the two of you made your way to your house. It was quieter after school considering your parents would be out working. “Like the information is useful to know. I’d rather not have a kid after the first time we, you know.” The two of you were probably the most awkward virgins anyone ever knew. Neither of you had any real idea how sex worked, nor were you about to ask anyone about it.

              “I know, it is useful. But we aren’t planning on doing that kind of stuff. You’re not ready, I just don’t know what I would be doing. It’s a weird subject.” You admitted, noticing Josh was awfully quiet. With him, silence was loud. “What’s going on?” You asked, sitting on the couch eyes following his body as he flopped down beside you.

              “I’ve been thinking a lot about that kind of stuff lately. Like we’ve been together for a year and a half. I’ve given almost everything else to you; and I love you, I couldn’t imagine losing it to anyone else.” You saw him bite his lip anxiously, you were at a loss for words. You hadn’t exactly thought about it, but whenever you did you knew you were comfortable with losing your virginity to him.

              “So, let’s try it. Figure it out as we go.” You offered, watching as Josh shakily pulled your lips into his. Mouths moving awkwardly against one another, as you slowly put your hands on his shoulders, his hands sliding around your waist. “We probably shouldn’t do this on my parents couch.” You laughed lightly, standing and leading Josh to your room. Where you sat on the bed again, followed by a red faced Josh.

              “Are you sure about this though?” He asked, obviously nervous that you would change your mind. You nodded, pulling your lips back together; as you fell forward. Now laying atop of Josh’s chest. His arms wrapped lazily around your back, tracing small circles through the fabric of your shirt. You stayed in this position until you got the confidence to sit up and slowly pull Josh’s shirt over his head. He followed in suite, only to push you into your bed; his chest pressed against yours as he kissed you with a bit more passion this time. The two of you continued to make out, stripping a few more clothing items in the process. You were currently fighting with Josh’s jeans, letting out a soft groan of irritation.

              “Let me help.” Josh laughed softly, pulling his skinny jeans down his hips and off and crawled back over to you. Feeling his erection press against your thigh through his boxers made everything feel a bit more real. You were about to have sex for the first time with your boyfriend. Needless to say the idea was a little daunting. “Are you alright? We can stop if you want to.” You looked up at Josh, eyes meeting his loving brown ones. You pressed your lips together once more, allowing for both pairs of underwear to be stripped from your bodies.

              “This might hurt, so if it’s too much just let me know.” You gave Josh a quick nod, pressing your lips to his as you felt him enter. It did hurt, but nowhere near as much as you expected it to. With a soft intake of breath, you urged Josh to go further; which he happily obliged. After a few moments, you felt Josh slowly start to thrust inside of you. His soft moans making the pleasure you were feeling intensify. You heard your voice chorus through the room with his as you both enjoyed this new feeling.

              “Y/N..” Josh moaned out, causing you to reach your peak, “I’m close.” You felt him thrust a few more times before pulling out and collapsing beside you. Both of your chests rising and falling with the breath you were trying to catch.

              “That was…nice.” You giggled, rolling into Josh’s side. Feeling his arm wrap around you and trace circles on your bare skin. “I love you Josh.” You mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to his chest.

              “I love you too Y/N.”

[justtwentyonewriters]

Movie Marathon// Josh Dun

Requested: I was wondering if you did smut. If you do can you please write me a josh fun smut where josh and y/n are best friends and neighbors. They have been best friends for ever and they have a sleep over one night and they are in y/n’s room, then things get smutty? Please and thank you!

Note: Contains smut!

Xx

              Since your parents were out of town for the weekend visiting an aunt of yours who just had a baby, you invited your best friend Josh over for an old school sleepover. When the two of you were kids lay around in a homemade blanket fort and watch movies until you fell asleep. You were currently setting up the blanket fort in your room, while Josh was heading over.

              “Y/N?” You heard him call as you hung the last corner of the blanket. You smiled to yourself as you jogged out of your room, meeting with Josh as he stood in your kitchen, looking through your family’s cupboards.

              “Popcorn is in the second cupboard from the left.” You commented, seeing your friend nod as he shut the current cupboard he was looking at and walked over to the one you pointed out. “Are you excited?” You nearly squealed, the two of you hadn’t done something like this in years. You absolutely loved these sleepovers, you questioned why Josh decided he wasn’t into them anymore.

              “Oh yeah, its been way too long since we’ve done one.” He laughed, putting the bag of popcorn in the microwave. “Star Wars marathon tonight?” The two of you talked about having a marathon together for quite some time now.

              “Of course. Marathon, popcorn and blanket fort cuddles with my best friend!” The end of your sentence seemed to bother Josh a bit as he turned to focus on finding a bowl for your popcorn. “Okay, maybe no cuddles.” You mumbled, scared that you just ruined the whole night with a sentence.

              “I’d love cuddles with you though.” Josh spoke, his tone sounding as if he never began acting weird in the first place. “Why do you think I don’t want them?” He turned, looking at you with a serious expression as you sighed; holding back the urge to shrug at him.

              “I brought it up, and you started acting weird?” You offered, watching as he bit his lip nervously. Something was definitely going on inside his head and you craved to know what it was.

              “This is going to be nerve wracking but it wasn’t you asking for cuddles. I’d love to cuddle you until the end of time—just not as best friends that is. I’ve liked you, if not loved you for a couple years now. I hated seeing you with other guys, it killed me to see you get your heart broken. I just want you to be mine, but I don’t want to risk losing you as my best friend if you don’t feel the same.” You were almost sure Josh didn’t take a breath throughout his whole ramble to you. It took you an agonizingly long minute to comprehend the information that had been given to you. Josh, your lifelong best friend, and love interest of this year liked you? Loved you even.

              “So what does this mean? Are we dating now, because I don’t think I could do friends with benefits.” You joked, smiling widely as Josh stared at you shocked.

              “Does…does this mean you like me back?” Once you nodded, he pulled you into a tight embrace. “Y/N, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?” You couldn’t help but let out a slight laugh at how classy he was with asking you out.

              “Of course Josh. Now get the popcorn ready, I want blanket fort cuddles with my boyfriend!” God that felt weird to say, but an amazing type of weird. The best kind.

              You made your way up to the blanket fort, setting down the drinks the two of you had decided on and pulling open your laptop. You smiled and felt your cheeks burn a little when Josh sat beside you, pulling his arm lovingly around your waist.

              “Ready for the dork fest?” You giggled, playing the first movie as you cuddled closer to Josh’s side, resting your head on his shoulder. About halfway through the second movie you noticed Josh had shifted a lot, almost as if he was uncomfortable.

              “Are you alright?” You asked, pausing the movie. “You keep moving and look like you would want to be anywhere else besides here.” You had to admit, the thought of Josh not wanting to be with you like the two of you had planned hurt a bit.

              “I’m fine, it’s just. You’re going to hate me for saying this but I’ve been thinking of you, a lot. In ways that I shouldn’t be.” He mumbled, staring at his lap, where you noticed a slight bulge was in his sweatpants.

              “Oh.” You whispered, unable to think of any other words. Yes you’ve thought about him in those ways once or twice, but you always shook it off. “Like do you want to, try something?” You asked, knowing that both of your families would be a bit stricter on you two hanging out now that you were dating.

              “If you’re okay with it, start slow and see where it takes us.” Josh mumbled, leaning over to you. His warm breath dancing across your lips as you began to relax. Meeting him halfway in a warm, loving yet curious kiss. It took no time at all to deepen, as the two of you began exploring each other’s mouths. Your lips only parting once when you gasped, as Josh unexpectedly pulled you on top of his lap. You were now straddling him, giving you both easy access at the friction you craved. You rolled your hips against Josh’s, hearing a soft moan pass by his lips into your mouth. His hands wandering your sides felt amazing, along with the friction the two of you were giving one another.

              Biting your lip softly, you pulled at his shirt; letting it fall to the floor beside you as you felt yours being pulled away at the same time. You felt comfortable around Josh, even if the two of you had decided to try dating only a few hours before. Though you didn’t have much for sexual experience, you trusted him enough to give your virginity to him. Before you knew it, you were on your back, top completely exposed with Josh overtop of you. You pulled at his sweatpants, smiling slightly as you saw that he had decided against wearing boxers underneath. It made you wonder, did every time he come over with sweatpants on; was he exposed underneath? The thought made your core ache harder, as you slid your fingers smoothly around Josh’s cock, gently pumping up and down with quick pace. Your actions received sounds of pleasure from the boy, as his fingers found their way past your pajamas, massaging your clit. The two of you kept teasing on another until you felt Josh shift; allowing him a better position to strip you of your pants and begin pumping his fingers inside of you smoothly. The feeling caused you to moan out; only prompting him to add another finger. This only made the feeling better; which is why you felt so teased when he pulled his fingers out. Before you could make a sound you felt something else inside of you. He didn’t go slow, allowing you to adjust, he was rough and dominant. A side you never expected to see from Josh. You always viewed him as a sweet, pushover.

              “Moan my name, I want your neighborhood to hear whose making you feel nice tonight.” His seductive tone got a loud, pleasurable moan of Josh’s name. Causing a soft sound to escape his lips. “Good girl.” He growled, attaching his lips to your neck as he continued to pound into you—each thrust better than the last as he hit your g-spot. Causing never-ending waves of pleasure to wash over you. Through his rough thrusts, and the kisses on your neck. You didn’t know how much longer you’d be able to last; and by the sloppiness of Josh’s thrusts. You could tell he was close too.

              “Fuck.” Josh moaned, quite loudly as you felt him cum, causing you to reach your peak with a loud moan yourself. Josh had pulled out and laid beside you, grabbing a blanket that was laying at your feet to cover your sweaty bodies. “I just had sex with the girl I’ve loved for years.” You saw him smile as you cuddled into his side. “I feel like this is every guy’s dream.” You giggled, feeling your eyes grow heavy as you listened to his heartbeat.

              “Well, you’re the only guy for me.” You kissed Josh’s sweaty chest before letting sleep take you over.

[justtwentyonewriters]

Math Help// Josh Dun

Request: this is weird because i’ve never really requested anything before but can you do an imagine where Josh is a teacher and smut happens. sorry if that wasn’t specific enough. i love your imagines and your blog a lot 💙

Note: Smutty-ness ahead; read at your own discretion please (:

Xx

               “And Y/N, care to take your attention off your phone for long enough to tell me the answer to number 6?” You perked your head up at the mention of your name, rather than paying attention to the boring math lecture you were in you had zoned out on your phone. Which your teacher, Mr. Dun didn’t appreciate. You wondered if he hated you, considering you seemed to be his favorite student to call on.

               “Uh, I didn’t get that far sir. I got caught on number 5.” You mumbled, blushing slightly. Telling your entire math class that you didn’t understand the work was pretty embarrassing. You could catch on to any subject’s material—throw you some Shakespeare in English class, thou doeseth fine. Some physiology in Biology? Simple, your muscles use ATP to contract. Once ATP (which is energy) runs out, lactic acid begins to build up, causing “the burn” everyone talks about feeling when working out. Math though, it was like gibberish from another planet.

               “You could’ve asked for help. I may not have planned on becoming a math teacher but I do know my stuff.” The temptation to roll your eyes at your teacher’s rude remark was beyond tempting. You hated his guts, he was a hard ass on you for no reason whatsoever. “Can someone take over and tell me what the answer is?” He asked, thankfully pulling the attention off of you.

               “Hey.” You heard a girl from beside you whisper, “You seem mad, do you not like Mr. Dun?” You let out a sigh, it was pretty obvious you couldn’t stand him—and vice versa. But that didn’t stop people from asking.

               “No. He’s an asshole and I can’t stand it.” You growled, trying to stop the conversation and focus on the answer to the question; a bunch of letters and numbers being yelled out. You couldn’t figure out how they went together, which only caused you a bit more frustration.                

               “He’s so hot though.” You waved off the girl’s comment, maybe he was cute for being a teacher. His fluffy red curls that adorned his head, the small metal hoop piercing his nose; not to mention the gauges that complimented his face region perfectly. His arms were toned, almost making you wonder what they look like without the shirt; what his chest looks like- wait. You did not think he was cute. No. He is an asshole with a cool tattoo that is it. Not to mention he’s your teacher who’s at least 10 years older, that would be gross.

               “Gotta go for a bit. I’ll be back.” You mumbled, scurrying out of the classroom and to the bathroom; your mind was racing. Your heart was pumping as you locked yourself into the small little stall. One moment you were yelling at yourself because you had the guts to think of your teacher in a sexual way—now you’re hiding and fighting anxiety because those thoughts excited you a little more than they should have.

Xx

               You didn’t realize just how long you stayed in the bathroom for; until the bell rang, signalling that class had ended for the day. As you made your way back to the classroom to collect your things, you internally prepared yourself for the lecture Mr. Dun probably had waiting for you because you skipped most of his class.

               “Y/N, decided to return I see.” When you entered the classroom you saw that everyone had left; minus the teacher who was sitting at his desk. Writing something on a piece of paper. “So you were having problems with the questions today?” You awkwardly nodded as you collected your stuff from your desk, not daring to make eye contact with him as you did so. “If you’re not busy, I’m available to help until 6.” You bit your lip, standing still as you considered your choices. Yes the idea of getting help in math was a godsend, but with the teacher you hated? Yet loved in a strange, gross way at the same time?

               “Sure.” The word came out of your mouth before you had time to think—maybe suffering through this would work in the long run. No more bad marks on tests, which would mean your parents wouldn’t be as frustrated with you because of it. You awkwardly pulled out the worksheet and sat across from Mr. Dun, watching as he read over the question.

               “So, you need to divide this; not multiply for starters.” He pointed to a part of your work. “If you change that step then you’ll get the right answer. The rest of your formula looks great.” He looked up at you with a genuine smile. You must’ve made a face, as he chuckled to himself. “Do you really think I don’t like you? That I’m an asshole to make your life horrible?” You slightly nodded, watching as he merely laughed again. “Not even close love. I have to hide the fact that I like one of my students a bit more than I should somehow.” His voice fell low, causing your heart to beat a little faster as you watched him stand to close the door.

               “You like me, cool. If this wasn’t a teacher-student thing I guess we could be friends?” You mumbled awkwardly. “Though I don’t know much about you besides you’re my math teacher.” With that he sat back down, beginning to explain various parts about his life that you wouldn’t expect.

               He was a drummer, which was his main passion in life. Though his family wanted him to pursue a career; which landed him here. A high school teacher who had no choice but to teach a math class (he would much rather teach music).

               “I should get going.” You smiled awkwardly, feeling his eyes wash over you as you stood; making your way toward the door. You felt the breath leave your lungs as you were spun and pressed against the back of the door with another body. Lips crashing to yours. It was so weird, wrong even—but why did it feel so right? So nice?

               “This is wrong, but I can’t stop thinking about you. In ways I shouldn’t.” You heard him breath to you, hands exploring from your hips to under your shirt. “If you ever want me to stop, please let me know. I won’t do anything you’re not okay with.” You nodded, biting your lip and lifting your arms. Allowing for your shirt to be pulled over your head. There was a voice screaming to you, saying it was wrong; you should stop. It was only silenced when you felt his lips connect with your neck; sucking and biting.

               You began moaning, hearing him pull away only long enough to whisper “call me Josh.” Before continuing. At least you knew what name to be screaming later.

               Oh god, I really did think that.

               Acting on instinct your fingers went to the hem of his t-shirt; sliding it from his torso. Biting your lip as you looked at his toned chest, running your fingers gently over it as he kissed you roughly again. You tangled your fingers into his hair as you felt your pants being pulled from your body. Everything inside your head was screaming that this was wrong; that you should stop.

               Though the feeling of Josh’s fingers rubbing circles in your clit as his mouth gave attention to your breasts was too pleasurable feeling to stop. You cautiously let a moan pass your lips; this seemed to please Josh as he quickened his pace bringing you almost to your climax.

               “What?” You gasped out, the pleasure stopping completely. Leaving you with anxiety and a throbbing core as you watched him slowly work at getting his pants off. So painfully slow with undoing his belt and letting them fall to his ankles.      

               “On the desk, now.” He demanded, which you smiled and obeyed. That little voice in your head telling you not to do this. Did you really want it?

               “Are you going to fuck me, or what?” You snarled, gasping as he pressed his exposed cock to your core. He knew you were putty in his hands, and he was going to happily take his time with this.

               “Patience princess. Patience.” He gasped, letting a moan pass his lips as he pushed inside. “So tight.” You squeezed your eyes closed, arms looping around his neck—truth was you never did this before. So you didn’t know what to expect, all you knew is you hoped it would feel nice soon.

               “Shit.” You breathed as Josh began finding himself a rhythm, hard and fast. He seemed to like it rough as he was relentless; moaning and gasping as he brought himself to climax. You sat in confusion and partial shame as he began to get dressed; leaving you to be a panting mess on his desk.

               “We should go.” He started, throwing you your clothes. “If anyone asks; this was extra math help, nothing more.” You nodded quickly, a sudden feeling of regret washing over you.

               Did you seriously just lose your virginity to your math teacher?

[smuts-you-love]

Request:  Will you write a Tyler smut? Maybe when you guys are on the tour bus and y'all try to be quiet I feel like that would be so funny

Word count: 574

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“Night guys!” Josh says to Tyler and I as he climbs into his bunk.

“Night!” Tyler and I reply in unison as we climb into our bed, and shut the curtain. I was only here for a couple of nights, and there wasn’t much space on the bus so I had to share with Tyler. Not that either of us were complaining. It’s been weeks since we last had sex and considering the fact Josh is no more than 4 feet away from us, I don’t think its gonna happen. At least that’s what I thought until I turned over to face Tyler and he engulfed me in a passionate kiss. I was shocked at first, but it didn’t take long before I kissed him back. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him in closer as he had a strong grip on my waist. He pulls away for a moment and leans in close to my ear. “You gotta be quiet” he whispered, before pulling away and looking into my eyes to make sure I heard him. I nodded and pulled him down again. Tyler diverted his attention to my neck and crept lower and lower until he reached the collar of my buttoned up pyjama shirt. He unbuttoned them slowly, kissing further down gently. I was getting wetter with every kiss, and I was also getting impatient. “Tyler, please” I whisper, writhing under his touch. He smiled against my skin. “You’re so impatient, Y/N.” Tyler replied. He unbuttoned it faster, then sliding it over my shoulders and throwing it over to the end of the bed. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so the top half of my body was completely naked, and Tyler admired every inch. I have to admit, I enjoyed it when he did this, but right now, all I wanted was Tyler to fuck the life out of me. “Tyler, please” I repeat the same phrase as before as Tyler smirks and begins to suck on one of my nipples while caressing the other. I squeeze my eyes closed and stifle a moan, as I breathe heavily. After working on that for a few minutes, he kisses down my body until he reaches the waistband of my shorts he looks up and I nod at him, before he whips them off along with my underwear. He kisses up my thighs and I bite down on my lip so I don’t moan. He puts his lips centimetres away from my pussy and breathes on it gently. “Tyler” I moan quietly. He swiftly pulls off his boxers as that’s all he’s wearing, and rips open a condom packet with his teeth. I find this extremely hot and I’m now dripping. He puts the condom on and kisses me again. “You ready Y/N?” He whispers. “Fuck yes” I reply as he pushes his cock inside me. It takes everything in my power not to let out an enormous moan, but I kiss Tyler’s neck and that muffles most of the noise. His pace quickens and I feel myself getting close. “Fuck, Y/N” Tyler moans quietly, and I kiss him again to help muffle our moans. After a few more thrusts we both come and Tyler flops onto the bed beside me. We look at each other and smile, sharing one last kiss. “I love you, Y/N” Tyler whispers. “I love you too, Tyler” I reply,before cuddling up and going to sleep.

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Long time coming but I have TERRIBLE writers block atm, so it’s quite short. Hope you enjoyed!

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Will you write a Tyler smut? Maybe when you guys are on the tour bus and y'all try to be quiet I feel like that would be so funny

coming up!

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What are some of your requests at the moment?

i have a mix of Tyler and Josh ones, and most of them are pretty normal like fluffy Smuts but there are a couple of kinky ones in there (;

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What's your next imagine about and when will it be posted?

its a Tyler post and it should be up this week! last week and the week before one of my best internet friends was over so I couldn't post, but I tried to reblog some of my faves from other people, I hope that was okay <3

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Ever since that day

Josh and Tyler have just finished the first show of the emotional roadshow and I’m so fucking breathless, it was one of the best shows I’ve seen them play. They have been my best friends since I met them, I have known Josh slightly longer, 15 years that’s not long is it, but we never hung out until he started the band. Josh and I have known each other since we were babies since our moms have been best friends nearly their whole life, we didn’t get to see each other that much as they moved to America when I was around 5 years old so we only saw each other when we went to holiday and stayed at their house in Ohio. Josh met Tyler in college and they have been inseparable since, I moved to America soon after they met and the rest is history. I could have been part of the band but my passion has always been to be a fashion designer and luckily my dream came true and now I do what I always have wanted to do, I have my own label so since my boys are on tour I decided that I am going to follow them on the whole of their tour and I didn’t argue because they are secretly scared of me.

So the show has finished and to be honest both of them look so hot coming off stage, I never been with either of them but no one believes me, I’ve had my crushes on both of them over the years but I have always crushed on Josh, ever since I knew what it was like to crush on someone, his beautiful brown puppy dog eyes, his muscular arms and that fucking smile, they break me each day because I wished so much that I could call him mine, but I know that would never happen. They are both dripping with sweat, walking towards me, I can’t help but stare at Josh’s torso, the sweat dripping down his chest was so distracting, I wished to see that sight on top of me, wait, no I can’t think like that, we’re best friends. “Hey, (Y/N), my eyes are up here you know.” Josh jokes.

“Sorry I couldn’t help it you know I’m more of a chest girl.” I joke back, slightly blushing.

“Oh don’t we all know that.” Josh smirks, his eyes seemed full of desire but that couldn’t be true, well I am shit at reading emotions.

“Come on love birds I want to get out of these clothes and see my wife and watching the both of you flirt like that is pretty painful.” Tyler laughs as he pushes past us both. Me and Josh share a look before we both follow Tyler, he goes to his dressing room where Jenna is probably waiting for him and I follow Josh into his. We enter the room, I close the door behind me and I go to sit on the couch but Josh grabs my hand, spins me around and pins me against the wall.

“Josh what the fuck are you doing?” I question, trying to sound annoyed but inside I was dying.

“I can’t deal with it anymore.” He replies, his eyes darken.

“Can’t deal with what.” I question again, I start to melt underneath his grip, and I won’t be able to last much longer before I snap.

“You.” He bluntly replies. “I can’t deal with you walking around in your skinny jeans that hug your ass, the tight tops that cling to your breasts, your flannel shirts and those damn combat boots.”

“Oh I’m sorry if the way I dress bothe-“

“I’m not finished” Josh interrupts, his grip tightens. “I can’t deal with the way you smile at me, the way you laugh too much around me, the way you talk about what you are passionate about but after you have nerded out you act like no one cares about it, but I do.” He takes a deep breath. “I finally can’t deal when I see you with another guy or girl because I always wish it was me, I wish that it was me that would have you in my arms at night, be able to kiss you and fuck you whenever I wanted you, I have wanted that since I’ve known you”

I stand there speechless but I smirk and take this as my chance to flip him around and pin him against the wall instead “What took you so long huh babe?” I ask running my hands up and down his chest.

“Well seeing you tonight enjoying the show, every time I looked at you, you would smile at me, sometimes it would be a cute innocent smile but the other times it would be that smirk, the one you do when you want something.” He gently replies, his eyes are now filled with love, innocent love.

“Well you are right about one thing, I do want something, that something is you, I have always wanted you.” I whisper in his ear, making sure to sound somewhat seductive. “Ever since I could remember you have been the boy I have crushed on, because when I’m with you I feel free, I feel wanted and it’s the best feeling in the world but you know me, I don’t act upon my feelings until I know the other person also kinda likes me too, I guess you like me too don’t you?” I ask him, he simply nods. “Well I guess we can make that a reality tonight.” I smirk once more before slowly backing away from Josh. “You can have me when we get back to the hotel, if you don’t come and find me within two hours I guess I’ll have to go and find some other guy to play with.” I tease while I twist my (Y/H/C) hair around my finger and slightly bite my lip. Josh backs away slight from the wall “Why can’t we make it a reality right now huh?” he questions, sounding slightly annoyed.

“Well babe, I want to make it special, and I think I have an outfit better for the occasion.” I smirk, pulling my shirt up slightly giving him a preview, revealing my black laced bra. His eyes winded slightly, and I can visibly see that he’s hard but he chooses to ignore that and says “How did I not know you were this big of a tease huh?” He walks over to me and wraps his arm around my waist “Can I not have a little taste of what could come later on?” He whispers in my ear, nibbling slightly at it.

“But babe.” I whine, gliding my hands down to his ass to give it a slight squeeze. “It will ruin what I have planned for later, and I’m telling you now it’s going to be great.”

“Not even one little kiss.” He pleads, showing me his puppy dog eyes, his face inches away from mine, I could so easily close the gap, I edge forwards just a bit and Josh leans in expecting to kiss me but I just pull away before his lips touch mine and make my way to the door.

“Sorry babe that’s not how I play my games, you should really know that if you’re one of my best friends.” I smirk, playing with the door handle.

“I am your best friend, but I’ve never seen this side of you, I’m slightly mad at myself that I haven’t had this chance before, you sure that we can’t start something right now?” He asks, biting his lip, that little action makes me snap and I can’t handle it anymore.

“Aww fuck it.” I exclaim before I run towards him, and pin him again to the wall, his hands snake around my waist, mine stay on his chest, I slowly lean in towards him, closing my eyes, I stop just before his lips allowing him to fill the gap and he does. The minute our lips meet, I finally realise this where I should have been my whole life. I run my hands and down his chest, fiddling with the hem of his shorts, I break away for a second.

“I feel like I’m wearing too much clothes.” I smirk, slightly breathless, still with my hands on the hem of his shorts.

“I definitely agree with you.” He replies, “Do you mind if I rip this?” He asks, I look down to see what the shirt is, it’s a twenty one pilots tank top.

“Yeah its okay, I got it for free anyway.” I joke, but it’s true, I always get free merch from them.

He rips my shirt off revealing my black bra, he now gets to see the full view of it, and he looks me up and down very slowly, taking me in.

“Okay I’ve had enough of this shit right now, just fuck me now.” I say, as I take off all my clothes and I’m stood there naked in front of Joshua William Dun, my best friend, the boy I have loved since I met him, well I didn’t think today would end up like this.

“Holy fucking shit you are actually perfect (Y/F/N).” He says, he must be so horny right now, how is he not dying like I am.

“Yeah whatever just get your pants off please baby.” I plead almost.

“Okay baby just wait, I’m going to make sure this something you don’t forget.” He smirks, his eyes darken once again while he takes off his shorts and lets his erection spring free, holy fuck, I knew he would be big, but not that big. “Like what you see baby girl?” he asks, as he slowly walks towards me.

“Of course I like it.” I smirk “Daddy.” I run towards him, jump and wrap my legs around him before kissing him like no tomorrow, hands tangled in his candyfloss hair while his hands hold tight onto my ass to keep me up. He throws me on the sofa before kissing all the way down my chest leaving hickies as he makes his way down, he starts to lick my clit, moving his tongue around in little circles and I can’t help but scream his name not caring who hears me.

“Are you ready for me to fuck you senseless babe?” he asks, still eating me out, I feel the vibrations.

“Yes I am, please just get inside me now.” I barely get out.

Without warning he removes his mouth from my clit and plunges himself into me, it takes us both a second to adjust then he starts to thrust into me, roughly and I fucking love it. Both of us are moaning each other’s names and it doesn’t take long for us both to cum. And now were getting our clothes on in silence, I borrow a white shirt from Josh, when we’re both dressed we just look at each other and laugh.

“What the fuck was that?” Josh asks, laughing slightly.

“I think we might’ve just fucked, really hard.” I reply, with a smile.

“I want to do that again.” He says hugging me from behind, slowly kissing my neck.

“Well if you ask me out, maybe we can fuck each other till we die?” I laugh.

“(Y/F/N) will you do me the honours of being my beautiful girlfriend?” he asks, spinning me around to face him.

“Of course I will you fucking idiot.” I smile and kiss him, this time the kiss is sweet and full of love.

“Come on, let’s get out of here.” He says, holding out his hand, I grab it instantly and we walk out of the dressing room hand in hand.

“FINALLY MY OTP IS FUCKING CANNON” Tyler fucking Joseph screams at the stop of his lungs as we walk and we both can’t help but smile.

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Quiet (smut)

Request:  Hey could you do a smut where reader and josh have a 6 mo or something baby and reader is horny but the baby wakes up a lot so they have to be really quiet

“It’s your turn,” you mumbled, irritated by the seemingly unending wailing coming from the room next door.

“No it’s not. I changed her an hour ago,” Josh groaned back.

“Yeah, and then I fed her a half hour ago,” you countered.

“Fine.” Josh slid out of the comfort of your bed. You immediately missed the warmth that he was always radiating and hoped that it wouldn’t take long to sooth the six month old that was on a mission to make you two as sleep deprived as possible. The crying continued and it was finally starting to get to you. Call it a motherly instinct or whatever, but you knew Josh wasn’t going to give her what she needed. However, you gave it another minute in hopes that your feeling was wrong.

“Let me see her,” you croaked as you walked into the nursery still half asleep. Josh handed the infant over to you and she almost immediately calmed down.

“How on earth?”

“Sometimes you just need your mother,” you smiled, “isn’t that right Y/D/N?” You were met with a small grin spread across your daughter’s face. You were never going to get sick of seeing that smile. Even with how absolutely annoying she was being at this very moment.

Within minutes you were able to rock your daughter back to sleep and set her back in her crib. Josh grabbed your hand and you both made your way back to the bedroom, crawling under the sheets again. After a few minutes of trying to find a comfortable position, Josh asked, “are you even tired anymore? Because I’m wide awake.”

“Nope,” you complained.

“Well in that case..” Josh leaned in and your lips met in a heated kiss. His hand slipped under your shirt and rested on your waist.

“Mm-Josh.” His lips slipped down to your neck, almost instantly turning you on. “What about the baby? We’ll wake her up.”

“I guess you’ll just have to stay quiet,” he growled, bringing his lips back to yours. You two hadn’t been able to do anything since your daughter was born. She took up all of your time, and when she wasn’t you were both trying to catch up on sleep.

Your hands roamed across his bare chest, fingers running across his defined muscles. His right hand was rubbing circles right above the waistband of your shorts, sending chills through your entire body.

“Missed this,” he mumbled against your lips. Josh’s hands tugged at the hem of your shirt, urging you to sit up so he could pull it off. “So beautiful.” His lips reattached to yours. But it wasn’t long before you pressed him down into the mattress and swung your leg over his hips so that you were now straddling him.

He let out a low groan as you pressed your hips down against his. As you repeated this action, his hands snaked around you and lightly squeezed your ass. He kept pulling you down against his growing erection, causing a few quiet moans to slip from your lips.

Josh soon became impatient and flipped the two of you back over. He then quickly discarded your shorts and started trailing kisses down your body. His warm breath causing you to shudder as he went lower and lower. He stopped at the waistband of your underwear, moving slightly towards the right and biting down softly on your skin.

Josh was always coming up with new ways to essentially torture you in bed. He always took his time with things, especially when you were writhing under his touch like you were right now. You tried lifting your hips to encourage the discarding of your underwear, however he firmly pressed them back down and went to work on another hickey.

“Babe, come on. I’m dying here,” you whined. You felt Josh smirk against your skin before he brought his hand up and rubbed you lightly through the fabric of your underwear. You shuddered once more at his touch and again tried moving your hips to encourage him to do literally anything other than staying completely still. He quickly moved both of his hands to your hips and pressed down, lifting his head so that he could look at you.

“Somebody’s antsy tonight,” he teased.

“Well it’s kinda been a year since we’ve done this. So yeah, I’m a little antsy,” you shot back. He immediately returned his attention back to your body, and took the waistband of your panties between his teeth. His eyes flickered back up to yours as he agonizingly slowly pulled the fabric down your legs, eventually flinging it across the room. Josh’s head ducked back between your legs as he trailed kisses down your inner thighs. You resisted the urge to move closer to him in fear that he would completely back away.

You were rewarded with his mouth finally moving to your core, and you let out an embarrassingly loud moan. Josh lifted his head and gave you a disapproving look. “Y/N. You gotta stay quiet if you want to do this, baby.” You bit your lip and nodded quickly, just wanting his lips back against you. It took everything in you to stay quiet as Josh resumed his previous actions. Your fingers found their way into his hair, tugging at the roots as his mouth continued to work you.

As your breathing became more rapid and your grip on Josh’s hair became tighter, you knew it was going to be impossible to stay silent. A few breathy moans came out and Josh gripped your thighs tighter in response.

“Josh,” you whined. That’s all it took for him to slide back up your body, leaving you a panting mess. Instead of chastising you again, he leaned down and left a few more kisses on your lips. Your hands made their way down to his boxers and slid them down as far as you could get them. He helped remove them completely and hovered back over you.

“You gonna stay quiet?” he asked. You nodded, thinking about how you would agree to anything at this point. You could feel him press against your entrance, and held your breath as he pushed inside of you. You bit down hard on your lower lip to refrain from letting out the moan that was stuck in your throat. Josh quickly picked up a steady rhythm and brought you back in for a deep kiss.

He started thrusting into you faster, obviously lost in his own head space. Your nails dragged down his back as ecstasy rippled through you. In the heat of the moment, you let out a high pitched moan, forgetting about the baby that was fast asleep in the next room. Josh didn’t falter at all, but simply brought one of his hands over your mouth to muffle the moans that you could no longer hold back. His other hand reached up and gripped the headboard, allowing him to press against the spot that made your toes curl. You wrapped your legs around his waist, urging him to go deeper inside of you, letting out another round of moans as he complied. Josh picked up his pace, picking up on how close you were to finishing without having to be told.

“Fuck, Y/N. So hot-,“ he groaned, “can’t even stay quiet when I fuck you like this.” You couldn’t produce words anymore so you let out another moan that was muffled by Josh’s hand. You no longer had control over anything as the knot in your stomach tightened. “Come on babe. Cum for me.” And with those words you couldn’t hold on any longer. You felt yourself release and a few profanities mixed with Josh’s name came out of your mouth.

It only took a few more thrusts before Josh was releasing inside of you, his head buried in your neck in attempts to keep his own words quiet. After catching his breath, Josh collapsed against the bed next to you. The two of you sat laid there for a few minutes, simply enjoying each other’s presence. It wasn’t often that you could just relax like this. Even though you were both sweaty, Josh wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you so that you were cuddled up against him.

“That was a lot harder than I thought it would be,” he laughed.

“Yeah, but it sounds like she’s still sleeping,” you smiled. And is if on cue, a loud wail resonated throughout the house. You both groaned in unison.

“Well, it was nice while it lasted,” Josh said, pulling his boxers back on and going to check on your daughter. You couldn’t help but smile at the thought of your little family, letting your thoughts drift to what was in store for the three of you. These thoughts helped sooth you to sleep, and by the time Josh came back into the bedroom you were already dreaming.