Love You to Death (joshler)

Love You Two

(Unedited)

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The second time it happens, Tyler is afraid.

Tyler and Josh hadn't had sex for a week after the 'accident', even though Josh continued to apologize for what happened.

Eventually, Tyler decided to put it behind him, or at least try to, and he walked into their shared room.

Josh was on his phone but looked up when Tyler spoke. "Hey. Are you busy?"

"No, I'm not busy, Ty." Josh answered, locking his phone and sitting up. "Why, what's up?"

"Do you want to take a bath with me? It's freezing in this house. A warm bath might be able to help." Tyler said softy and he watched Josh slide off the bed.

The pink-haired man stopped in front of him and took Tyler's hand. "Of course I'll take a bath with you, Tyler," He said with a smile, "you don't even have to ask."

Tyler smiled back and gave a small nod before turning and pulling Josh into the bathroom with him. Their tub was large enough to fit at least three people so Tyler wasn't concerned about the two of them being cramped. He plugged the drain and turned the water warm, letting it fill the porcelain. He could hear Josh beginning to undress behind him and he stood up to do the same.

Josh shut off the water when he deemed it full enough before climbing in and leaning back against one side. The water was hot and goosebumps rose on his skin from the temperature difference.

Tyler stepped in after, sitting on the opposite side of the tub. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh at the feeling. "This feels so much better. My toes aren't freezing cold anymore." He commented, hearing Josh laugh softly.

"I can warm you up more, if you want." Josh suggested and Tyler opened his eyes to look at him.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

Tyler smiled and nodded. "Okay." He decided it was about time they got back into the swing of things, he couldn't push Josh away forever. He spread his legs as Josh came closer, the pink-haired man settling between them and running his fingers up Tyler's thighs.

"We don't have any lube." Josh noted.

Tyler shrugged. "It's okay. We're in water, we're already wet." He said.

Josh hummed and nodded. "Okay." And with that, he slid a finger into Tyler, his boyfriend arching against the back of the tub.

"Fuck, J." Tyler whimpered, letting out a breath when Josh leaned down to press kisses along his neck. Gentle kisses continued down his chest and Josh stopped to flick his tongue over one of Tyler's nipples as he added a second finger.

Slowly, Josh worked him open, scissoring until he was certain Tyler was ready, only adding a third finger as a precaution.

"I'm ready, J. I swear I'm just ready, just, please." Tyler insisted, looking up at the older man.

"Okay," Josh said before repeating it, "okay." He pulled his fingers out and used a hand to guide his dick into Tyler. He steadied himself in the water by placing a hand on the wall beside Tyler's head and he continued to push in slowly.

Tyler let out a breathy moan when Josh halted, as deep as he could be, and he waited a few seconds before reaching a hand out to rest on the back of Josh's neck. "It's okay. Go, move."

With that, Josh was moving again. He started slow, building up a rhythm until he was pounding into Tyler. The water around them was sloshing back and forth and Tyler was making his noises, always telling Josh how good he felt.

Josh reached a hand down and started to jerk the other off, a high whine escaping the brunette's lips. He kept it up for a while, flicking his thumb over the head of Tyler's dick every few strokes until his boyfriend was tensing around him and he could see the come floating in the water.

All Josh could think about, though, was the feeling of Tyler tight around him when he was struggling to breathe. He thought that he wouldn't mind feeling that again, just one more time.

"Hold your breath." Josh mumbled out, moving a hand to Tyler's hip.

"What?" Tyler asked.

"Hold your breath." Josh repeated and Tyler, in his post-orgasm haze, only had a moment to take a small breath before Josh's hand was pushing at his chest and he was dunked underwater.

It was okay for the first few seconds, Tyler was just fine, until Josh adjusted the angle of his hips and resumed fucking into him. Tyler's mouth opened all on its own when Josh hit his prostate, all the air leaving him suddenly and only water filling him up when he tried to get it back.

Now he was choking, hands shooting out of the water and reaching for the sides of the tub but as much as he tried to pull himself up, Josh's hand kept him down. Tyler moved his hands instead to smack at Josh's chest and above the water, the pink-haired man was undisturbed, too busy enjoying how tight Tyler's ass was when he couldn't breathe.

Tyler's thrashed as much as he could, water splashing over onto the floor, and he clawed at Josh's chest with blunt fingernails as he started to feel lightheaded again.

His mind was racing, trying to think of some way to breathe again. He felt Josh's hips stutter and heard his boyfriend hiss when Tyler scratched especially hard.

He felt Josh fill him up a moment later and began to cry, continuing his scratching until the hand on his own chest was gone and he pushed himself out of the water.

Tyler coughed up small spurts of water, pushing Josh away from him and curling up against the side of the tub all at once. "Josh," he choked out, voice hoarse," what the fuck." The words were a repeat of what he had said the first time this sort of thing had happened, when the 'accident' had happened.

"I told you to hold your breath." Josh replied, defending himself.

Tyler looked at him in disbelief for a moment, shaking his head, before climbing out of the tub. He still felt dizzy as he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself. Josh stepped out of the bath behind him, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. "Tyler-"

"Get away from me." Tyler hissed, coughing afterwards and spinning around to glare at the older man. "Leave me alone, I don't want you to touch me or look at me or- or even," he stopped to cough heavily for a minute, "just go away." He turned and started to walk out of the bathroom.

Josh quickly grabbed a towel to wrap round his waist and followed after him. "Tyler, you're being completely irrational."

"You tried to fucking kill me!" The brunette shouted, glancing back at Josh. "Twice!" He added, making it into their bedroom before his words registered in his own head and he stopped. Tears poured out of his eyes as he started to sob, leaning his forehead against the closest wall. "You tried to kill me two times, Joshie." He cried, his body shaking with the intensity of his sobs.

Josh stepped up behind Tyler and turned him around, cupping his boyfriends cheeks. "Ty." He said softly and sighed when Tyler actually flinched away from him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Tyler whispered, opening his eyes to look up at the pink-haired man that he loved but was so afraid of in this moment.

"Nothing is wrong with me, baby, it was just an accident. It was just another accident, you're just not thinking straight. You know I didn't mean to do it." Josh said, pulling Tyler against his chest and wrapping his arms around him.

"It was just an accident.." Tyler repeated against Josh's skin and he felt his boyfriend nod. Tyler knew it wasn't. Something was wrong. He was scared, he's never been more scared than he is right now.

Josh tried to kill me. Twice.

Accident, accident, it wasn't an accident.

Something's wrong.

Josh tried to kill me.

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Hope everyone enjoyed.

-Cheri