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josh knelt down and gently pulled tyler to his side. he pressed a soft kiss to his temple. tyler sighed in contentment and rubbed his eyes.
“think you can get up onto the bed for me so i can clean your face up?”
josh snaked an arm around his waist, and tyler nodded in reply.
eyes glazed and movements slow, tyler angled himself to push up from his elbows and got himself onto the bed. josh followed his lead, then lay at his boyfriend’s side.
“good boy.”
tyler blushed softly, again.
“i hope you like me again, joshie,” he said. “i’m really sorry.”
“i love you, and i like you very much too. you took that so well, baby. well done. no more sorries.”
“i ruined—”
“you didn’t ruin it. you’re just fucking stupid and it makes me want to hurt you. stop whining about it like you didn’t fucking cause it. come ’ere,” josh switched.
tyler nodded.
he knew that, as always.
and he knew not to be upset when he made josh have to do that.
he just licked his lips, tasting cum and wine, and settled against josh’s warm body. at some point, tyler felt a cool, damp cloth swipe gently across his face and around his mouth, but he didn’t have anything in him to pay attention to it. instead, tyler let his eyes close, until his heartbeat slowed and he couldn’t keep his head on his body anymore.
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his throat hurt, and his face hurt, but tyler was still lying on josh’s chest. he felt josh’s body rise and fall, rise and fall, their fingers interlocked.
they always, always ended up like this— tyler would close his eyes for just a moment, and when he opened them again, he was still in josh’s embrace as he played softly with his hands or face, and it was somehow either sunset or sunrise already, and his face was clean, and josh didn’t want to hurt him anymore.
josh cleared his throat, speaking softly into tyler’s hair.
“why did you come over to me anyway, by the way? before i said to get my phone.”
tyler laughed, slightly timid. “to give you a hug for winning.”
“if you wanted a hug, you could’ve gotten one without dumping a whole glass of wine on my floor, you know.”
“noted.” tyler smiled and squeezed josh’s arm. “thank you for future reference.”
“if you do it in future, i’ll actually fuck you and i won’t stop until you go limp, and i won’t cum until you’ve passed out.”
“you’re fucked up. that’s fucked up, you know that?”
tyler paid no mind to the throb between his thighs.
“’til it’s, ‘cry cry cry, you’re hurting me, baby.’”
tyler threw his hands over his face, growing hot with embarrassment.
“stoooop making me shy.”
“‘please, joshie, stop stopstopstop!’”
“fuck offff.”
“‘get offff me, josh, ple-e-ease! stop!’”
tyler groaned loudly, and josh let out a soft chuckle before forcing tyler’s hands away from his face, holding him tight.
“you’re so cute, tyler.”
“you’re a fucking…you’re not nice. what you do to me.”
“oh, really?”
“i safeword every time you fuck me.”
“i don’t give a fuck, tyler.”
“i know but it’s really—“
“scary and horrible and terrible and it’s rape or whatever the fuck. you can leave if you don’t like it.”
“no! no, i do like it,” tyler panicked the half-truth. he took a deep breath. “but you made me bleed last night.”
“mm.”
“i’m really sore.”
“it turned you on.”
tyler sighed. “that’s irrelevant.”
“you like it. it’s true.”
“whatever. true and irrelevant.”
josh winked at him at his victory, and tyler couldn’t help but smile.
what did it matter, really?
“it makes me want to hug you tight for making me feel so good, though,” tyler added.
“and it makes me want to hug you ’til you’re squeeeezed and full of love too.”
josh pulled tyler so close and smushed into him so hard that he burst into giggles when he could finally breathe again. josh peppered kisses all over the soft skin of his boyfriend’s nose, his lips, his cheeks.
tyler’s heart swelled, and he felt lovely.
it didn’t matter that everything hurt all the time— josh didn’t mean it. tyler just had to do as he was told; god forbid josh decided tyler wasn’t worth it, and god forbid tyler was alone.
there was a moment of silence, before tyler buried his face into the crook of josh’s neck.
“can you do it if i’m good, too?” he asked after while.
“do what?” josh replied.
“fuck me ’til i’m passed out…and stuff.”
josh practically felt tyler’s face flush, and he rolled his eyes and chuckled in contentment. josh kissed tyler’s hair, then snuggled back into his warmth, and both their bodies felt like home.
“we’ll see."