Guidance/ j.m.k
Pairing: Josh Kiszka x Female Reader
Word Count: 1692
Warnings: NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI kissing, touching, very light spanking(?), fingering, oral (m&f receiving), guided intercourse/orgasm, unprotected sex
LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING
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Sundays are for incense, hot tea and yoga. The sweet scent of Nag Champa fills the air around you, paired with the fruity scent of steeping oolong tea. Josh walks over towards the coffee table to place his mug down next to yours. He sits next to you and rubs your cheek with his hand before placing a gentle kiss to your lips, allowing the contact to linger. Once he pulls away, you find yourself wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him back in.
“Just one more?” You ask, peppering kisses to his soft lips.
“Or a hundred.” Josh giggles between kisses. “A hundred works for me.”
He pulls away, stripping you of his addictive touch, earning a groan from both ends. If you could spend every waking moment feeling him, you would.
“Okay, mama, you ready to start?” He asks, gesturing towards the yoga mats he just finished laying down.
You nod yes, placing your hands on his thighs to push yourself up from the couch. As you begin to walk away, Josh’s hand makes hard contact with the swell of your ass. You let out a yelp and shoot your hand back to grab his, pulling him up from the couch and towards the mats with you. The yoga mats are facing one another so the two of you can watch each other. It’s a simple form of intimacy that you’ve grown to love. Watching as Josh’s curls bounce against his forehead with each movement, the pinkness of his cheeks forming each time he bends over. Whenever you sit knee to knee for meditation, you always peek your eyes open just to take in the great detail of his thoughtful face, committing every detail to memory. Josh watches you too, finding new minute details to love deeply.
“Okay, knees together. Bring your arms up together and inhale deeply. Feel the air fill your lungs and enter your veins.” Josh speaks low, dragging his fingers down your solar plexus.
You let out a hushed hiss at the contact. Sure the yoga was rewarding, but the real prize was the innocent and sensual touching during it all. The light drag of his fingers across your skin, or his hands helping to readjust you into the correct position. Without a doubt, yoga always made you horny, and he made sure to take care of that aspect afterwards each time.
“Bring your arms down slowly and exhale. Now, slowly move your legs shoulder width apart. Bend at the hips and meet the ground with your palms.”
Mmh, downward dog…
You peek your eyes open in an attempt to catch a glimpse of Josh’s perfectly round ass up in the air, but you’re met with an empty yoga mat before you.
“Where’d you go?” You question.
“Back here.” He answers, tapping your ass with his hands like a drum.
You look between your legs, met with Josh’s feet behind you.
“Whatcha doin’ back there, lover?”
“Taking in the view.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s my favorite this time of day.”
“Is that so?”
He answers by walking closer behind you, gently pressing his hard length against your backside. His fingers find their way running along your spine.
“Can’t do that to me…”
“Why not?” Josh chides, placing his hands on your hips.
“You’re a tease.”
“Just say the words, mama.” He slowly starts to rock his hips up and down, teasing his length against you.
“Please?”
“Please, what?”
“Please touch me.” You beg.
It never takes much convincing. If you’re down ten times a day, so is he, anytime you want it. He hooks his thumbs into the waistband of your leggings, pulling them down around your ankles.
“Nothing underneath? Naughty girl.”
On his knees behind you, he wraps his forearms around the front of your thighs, hands resting close to your core, pressing the backs of your thighs into his shoulders. Josh digs his fingertips into the flesh of your inner thighs just enough you’re confident he’ll leave bruises for tomorrow. He wastes no time dragging his tongue through your folds, working himself across your aching clit. Hands still on the floor, you look through your legs to watch him the best you can. All you can see is Josh’s cock growing with impatience beneath his sweatpants. You move one hand from the ground in attempts to reach between your legs and grab him, but to no avail.
“You okay, baby?” He hums into you.
“Wanna feel you.”
“Like this?” Josh moves one hand away from your thighs to run his fingers through your slick.
He teases your entrance before dipping a finger in, curling it against your sweet spot.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.” He removes his finger and places his hands to your hips, pulling himself up off the ground.
“Can I love you now?” Josh asks, rubbing his hands in wide circles over your ass.
“Mhm, please?” The intoxicating feeling of his hands on you is almost enough for you to shut down.
He rids himself of his sweatpants, tossing them across the living room. He places one hand to your hip as the other guides his length between your velvety folds. He collects your slick on himself, teasing your clit with the tip before resting his length at your entrance.
“Breathe in through your nose, take what you need.”
You follow his instructions feeling the air fill your lungs, the sensation of his hands burning metaphorical impressions on your flesh.
“Gently take it in.” He slowly pushes himself into your throbbing core. “Feel me right there? Your sacral chakra?”
“Mmh, Josh.” You moan as his length stretches you, perfectly filling you up.
“Give me one of your wrists.” He demands.
You reach your left arm back, Josh removes his left hand from your waist and tightens it around your wrist.
“Other one, too, mama.”
You repeat your motions, allowing Josh to be in control. Each stroke leaves you yearning for more of him in any way you can have him. His grip around your wrists, the way he fits inside you perfectly, his thighs against yours. Through all the pleasure, the prolonged stretching of your thighs urges a whine of discomfort to escape your lips.
“Legs. Hurt.” You’re barely able to get the words out.
Josh releases your hands and pulls out of you. He places his arms around your body and brings the both of you down to the yoga mat. He lays back on the mat and pulls your hips back until his lips meet your center, your face above his groin. He dips his tongue inside of you, swirling it around to capture the taste of you entirely. Dragging your tongue across his sensitive tip, you ease him into your mouth, making up the difference with your palm. You move your flattened tongue up and down his shaft, cleaning yourself off of him. His tongue finds its way to your clit as he teasingly flicks it against you a few times. Bringing his hands up to spread your cheeks, he places two fingers inside of you, working them back and forth. Josh readjusts so your abdomen lays on his chest, core above his neck. Assuming it’s for the view, you make sure to hover.
“Sit.” He demands, pulling you onto his neck.
“I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“Not gonna hurt, trust me.”
“What do you want me to do?” You were genuinely asking.
“Sit and ride while my fingers fuck you.”
You lower yourself onto his throat, letting your clit rub against his Adam's apple. He moans in pleasure as your pussy chokes him. Your free hand reaches to cup his balls, gently massaging them as you fuck your mouth around his width, drool dripping down your chin and rolling between his thighs.
“Fuck, mama. I’m so close. Please don’t stop.” He whispers.
The taste of precum welcomes itself to your lips. You remove your mouth from his cock and pull yourself away from his neck. It’s only a matter of seconds before you’re hovering over his cock, your slick covered thighs making their way around his hips. You lower yourself onto him, moaning as he uses you to pull himself up, grabbing you in a hug. His one arm snakes under your top, crossing over your torso. Josh cups your breast, rolling your tender nipple between his index and thumb. The other treads the geography of your body until his fingers find their way against your clit.
“Focus on how I make you feel.” Josh whispers into your ear, trailing wet, heated kisses across your neck and shoulder.
He begins applying slightly more pressure against your clit as he rolls his hips into you, pressing against your sweet spot. You start to tighten around his twitching cock, both on the verge of coming completely undone.
“Right there, baby. Fuck me just like that.” His hold on you grows stronger the closer he gets.
“Josh, I’m gonna cum.”
“Come on, cum for me, mama.” Josh rests his head between your shoulder blades, gently biting into the flesh of your back.
You reach a hand back down to massage his balls again, hoping he’ll come with you. Once you feel the warm release of your soulmate spill out of his throbbing cock, you find yourself coming completely undone in everything relating to him. Taking in the way his warm seed fills you deeply, his tender touch to his favorite spots, the way the room lingers with the aroma of sexual intimacy. You barely lift yourself off of him, turning around to sit in his lap facing him. He wraps his arms around your torso and scoots the two of you back against the front of the couch. You nuzzle your nose into his neck, taking in his fucked out scent. Josh drags his fingers up and down your spine, resting his cheek against your head. Your fingers find their way tangled in the sweat-soaked curls resting at the nape of his neck, running them through the ends.
“Feel better?” Josh hums, his voice laced with lust.
“We should do this kind of yoga more often.”
“We can do that.”
