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admirationandromantics · 5 months ago

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Bathroom Intruders

Another Josh story! This one contains smut, and since there's been a long time since the last I mentioned it, I'll do it now. My blog is 18+, and there's several causes for this. I'd appreciate if minors kept away.

Anyways, enjoy this story. Many liked the "Never have I Ever" (link here!) story, and this is basically a prequel. In the original fic, there's mentioned that Josh and reader had sex in Chris's bathroom, so that's how this will go. Hope you like it! <3

Word count: 2,8k (unedited)

Hiii, could you write the time when reader and Josh had an action in the bathroom at Chris house? In "Never have I ever..." was this topic. And I love your work! And sorry if my english isn't perfect but i hope you know what I mean with this request 😭💞 - @amsliajskxkxkx

I lean back in the car seat, letting Josh steer the vehicle freely, not being in the way. I guess this was enough teasing for one day. And judging by his very visible boner, he needed some downtime until we got to Chris’s. Ashley was meeting us there for a game-night. Snacks, soda and talking. We all had classes the day after, so alcoholic drinks were out of the question.

“So, when are we planning on telling the group?” I ask, looking over at him. Despite his situation, he’s relaxed. Leaned back, one hand on the wheel. His shirt rolled up to his elbows.

“When do you think we should?”

“I don’t know” I admit. We’ve been going at it for so long now, it almost feels wrong to burst the bubble now.

“We can still wait a bit, after all, we still have some stuff we need to figure out”

“We do?”

“Yeah”

I turn to him, noticing the edge of his lips curling upwards while he struggles to stop it. He gives me a quick side-glance to check if I’m still watching.

“What stuff are you referring to?” He clears his throat, one hand stroking his thigh impatiently.

“Well, you know…”

“I don’t know”

“We haven't tried all the positions yet”

I can’t help the laugh that bursts out. He smiles, having been holding onto this joke for at least a couple of minutes.

“And how long have you waited to give me that reply?”

“Ten minutes”

I give him a nudge, a small hit on his arm. He doesn’t mind, still not being able to contain his laughter.

“Do you know how many positions there are? We’ll be dead before we try them all”

“Yeah, yeah”

He drives into the parking space, turning the car off and sighing loudly. I look to the entrance, trying to see if the door is unlocked. But it’s too far away.

“You wouldn’t mind doing it right now?” He asks, voice a bit rugged and breathless.

“In the car?”

“Mhm?”

“I don’t think making Ashley witness this when she walks past is going to be the best way to get the news out”

“Okay, then I guess we’re waiting a couple of minutes to go inside”

We wait, and after about seventy seconds, I break the silence.

“Funny thing is, we would’ve been done by now” I tease, trying to hide my smile. He furrows his brows, a finger coming up to state something.

“Hey, that was one time, and I had a pretty rough day!”

“If you say so”

“I do”

“Mhm”

I give a small laugh, leaning over and pressing a quick kiss against his lips before taking off my seat belt.

“I’m messing with you”

“We all know you love doing that” he sighs, leaning forward to capture my lips one more time. I break it off, putting my own finger against his lips.

“Hey, we wouldn’t have been together if I didn’t mess with you. I was the one who made this happen”

He grabs my finger in his hand, dragging me towards him to meet my lips yet again, the kiss tender and passionate.

“I’ll let you believe that”

My hands start to wander, feeling up his chest, one hand going behind his neck to pull him closer. He unbuckles his seat belt, giving himself more room to move. I lean more over, a little surprised when he pushes the seat back. I pull a little away looking over his flustered face.

“You sly fox, you wanted to get in the mood” I whisper, looking through his tactics.

“Well, you’ve told me what turns you on, I’m just doing it”

A loud knock on the window interrupts us both, and I let out a shriek while he jumps. I turn around, seeing Ashley outside, beanie and a warm puffy jacket.

“Open the window!!!” She shouts, her voice sounding through it. I oblige, rolling it down and letting her peek her head in.

“Why aren’t you inside yet? And why is Josh’s seat leaning all the way back?” She asks, giving us both a sceptical look.

“Something’s wrong with it, Josh was getting some a couple of days ago, and the girl messed with the settings. He can’t get the seat up again” I lie, giving him a small smile.

“Gosh, Josh, I know you’re a serial dater, but at the expense of your car? Isn’t that taking it a tad too far?” she asks, obviously judging him. He looks at me, ever so discreetly giving me a sour pout.

“Um, I guess she just really liked my car”

“Sometimes, it just amazes me how freaky you can be Josh, and not in the good way” she shakes her head, standing up outside the door. I look over to him again, talking loud enough so Ash can hear everything as well.

“Yeah Joshy, you know what a bed is? Maybe you should try using that instead? It’s a little cheaper to wreak”

I try to contain my laugh, making sure that she can’t see me aggressively biting my lips to stop myself.

“You’re gonna get back for this” he whispers, opening up his door and walking out. I do the same, greeting my homegirl with a big hug.

“Anyways, have you been at Chris’s new place yet?” I ask curiously. She may have, and we all know nothing has or will happen with them at this rate, but it’s still a good chance.

“No, he’s come over to me a couple of times, but he always said that he wanted to get his furniture moved first, getting everything sorted and things like that”

“Ahh, okay”

We all walk over to the door, glad to find it unlocked. We make our way inside, yelling his name. A loud crash makes us stop in our tracks, everyone looking at each other.

“Chris?”

“I’m okay!”

The coats are left in the hallway, and Ashley starts walking quickly to the kitchen. Josh and I walk right behind her, hurrying to see what the fuss is about. On the ground is a bowl, luckily unharmed.

“See? These things are as sturdy as me”

“You’re a lucky guy” Ashley comments, bending down and picking the bowl up. I walk over, taking two of the many things he’s balancing in my hands. Josh comes up behind me, front brushing against my back, mouth being a little too close to my chin as he leans over to grab a couple of other things from the blonde.

“Cochise, we need a tour, don’t you think?”

“Maybe after we’ve put these things down” I remind him, everyone standing awkwardly on the kitchen floor.

“Move, move!” The boys urge, making Ashley and I hurry out. We walk further into the apartment. I take in every detail. He’s certainly made this place pretty, plants, decor, space… He knew what he was doing when picking out matching furniture and placing them around. I wonder how much time this took him. We arrive in the living room, couch, coffee table and a big open space. His console is connected to the tv, already playing the familiar intro music.

“Well, I’ve been in Josh’s nasty sex car so I’ll go wash my hands” I declare, giving the guy a small punch. He gives me a sour expression, while Chris asks Ashley about it, and she starts explaining Josh’s fake encounter.

“Maybe I also should go do that, and you know, murder someone as well” Josh whispers, leaving the two behind. I find my way to the bathroom. The space shimmers in dim gold lighting. The room is clean, with a big sink and countertop. Before I can shut the door, a hand slithers in between the gap, stopping it from closing. Of course I know him by just his hand. Tan, veiny, big…

“Hey, now these people think badly of me” he complains, shoving himself through the gap and locking the door behind him.

“They think of you like they always have Josh, don’t you remember when you used to be like that?”

“I’m a changed man!”

“I know you are, I’m messing with you! Sorry, if you want to let them know about it now, you’re free to do so, again, sorry” I say, a little breathless. I didn’t know this would affect him in this way. He rolls his eyes a bit, voice louder as he continues speaking.

“But that’s the point, we can’t let them know yet”

“And why not?”

“Because all of them will think I’m just messing with you!” He’s in my face, all up against me, breathing heavily while I soften. I don’t know what to say, his outburst conjuring a mixture of feelings I can’t differentiate right now.

“What?” I whisper, confusion taking over. Messing with me?

“We all know how I used to be, and you were the major switch which changed everything, but… I just know, many of them will be disappointed by me, because they think that this is another one of my flings and everyone will take sides when it’s over and-”

“Hey, hey, calm down” I try, hand coming up to his face. His heart is beating rapidly, chest heaving with each breath.

“Calm down” I soothe, placing a small, tender kiss on his lips. His arms go around me, holding on tightly as if I’m supposed to disappear.

“We said that if this doesn’t work out, we’ll still be friends, right? No need for anyone to take sides”

“I don’t want this to end” He whispers, one hand going to my head, tangling in my hair.

“Neither do I” I counter, pulling back to look at him, eyes glossy as he looks down on my lips.

“Then why are we talking about it like it’s going to happen?”

“I-I… I don’t know”

He captures my lips in his, first carefully, but then puts more pressure. I lose my balance a little, taking a step back to make sure I don’t fall. He continues forward, making me walk backwards all the way to the empty, clean counter, my back hitting the hard material.

“This… I can’t imagine being with anyone else but you”

“Neither can I” I whimper back, his lips finding their way to my neck, kissing and sucking all over.

“Josh…”

“Mmm?”

“We’re at Chris’s place, in his bathroom” I give a loud moan, and Josh’s hand quickly flies up to cover my mouth.

“Yes we are, and that’s why you need to be quiet” He smiles, and I nod while his fingers slowly slide their way down to my pants.

He continues ravaging my lips with his, efficiently working on unbuttoning my pants at the same time. I lean back a little, making it easier for him. He drags the fabric down my legs and off my feet, hands feeling up my thighs. I tug on his shirt, making him let go of my lips for a couple of seconds so I can drag it over his head, throwing it on the floor. He helps me off with my top, pulling it over my head before he starts kissing me again, hands going to his pants to take them off.

I feel myself heat up, panties getting wetter in anticipation. A small clank sounds, his belt hitting the tile floor as he walks into me, pulling my body to the edge of the counter. I feel his hardness against my heat, begging to be let inside. I grab the hem of his boxers, pulling at the fabric. He groans and I let out a shush sound, reminding him of our location. He pulls my panties off impatiently, hand going to my back, making me lean over the edge, barely hanging onto the counter. I’m already dripping, waiting for him to enter me. He looks up questioningly, and I give a slight nod.

Before I know it, he slams into me, full length testing my limits. I scream out, but he already expects it, having his hand over my mouth as he pounds in and out. The combination of pleasure and pain is astonishing, every feeling mixing together in my stomach, making me dizzy and whimpery.

With his other hand, he takes hold of my waist, making me turn around, feet falling down on the floor again, my upper body bent over the counter. The coldness of the stone gives me goosebumps, and I try pulling myself up a bit, seeing him as a pantining mess behind me in the mirror. His hand is still over my mouth, making muffled moans and whimpers come out, while he tries to lower his tones as much as possible. I feel his fingers move over to my stomach, pulling me back with both arms. He holds me almost in the air, his front pressed into my back, already a bit sweaty. His head leans over my shoulder, rapid breaths as he keeps up the pace. Making me stand up makes him reach even further, hitting my cervix with every thrust. His fingers move down to my clit, rubbing circles and causing a number of sounds to erupt from my mouth. I can’t help it, the extreme mixture of simulations combined with the pain and sight.

“You see that? Look at yourself, t-this, it’ll last, you got that?”

I nod my head, and he smiles as he leans down, kissing my neck. The wet touches are massive contrasts to how he fucks me, roughly and over the top, each part connected in different ways.

I start nearing my edge, tension building up in my lower stomach as I try to keep quiet. He’s nearing his end too, his grip loosening around me, unable to keep it. His hand goes from my mouth to my breast, groping harshly. I fight the urge to scream, my voice stopping in my throat.

“And now, when you come, don’t you dare make another sound”

I can’t even not, finally reaching my high and breathing out. I’m hyper focused on my voice, keeping my mouth shut as I let out small whimpers. He rides me through it, pounding faster and harder as he reaches his own, pulling out and coming all over my ass and back. I feel the hot liquid running down my back, my upper body leaning over the counter to catch my breath. I hear him, feel his pulse through his wrist.

“H-hey, are you okay?” he asks, coming up beside me and kissing my cheek. I smile, turning my head to meet his lips. My body is covered in red marks, all from how hard he was grabbing me, but I like it.

“I love you” I whisper, and I can see a faint blush on his already exhausted and flushed face.

“I love you too” I capture his lips yet again, his arms going around me to pull me closer.

“Hey, are you finished in the bathroom soon!” Chris’s voice sounds from outside. I freeze, sensing Josh tense up beside me. He’s about to answer, but I put my hand over his mouth. I take a deep breath, steadying my voice.

“Yeah, just woman problems!”

“Oh, okay, I won’t pry then. Is Josh in there with you?”

“No, I think he went out to get something from his car!”

“Okay, we’re ready to start now, so just make haste!”

“Gottcha!”

Josh lets out a small laugh, impressed by my quick thinking.

“You usually don’t have a cold head after this”

“Well, maybe being riskier has made me more cunning”

“Hmm, maybe”

“Let's clean up and get out” I state, reaching for a random towel and some water to clean off my back. Josh splashes water in his face, fixing his hair and getting his clothes back on. I put on my garments, his fingers outstretched to comb through my hair, settling the mess.

“Where should we put the towel?” I ask, holding the white fabric up, looking for a laundry basket.

“Where does he put his laundry?”

“Don’t look at me as if I know” I defend, putting my hands up.

“Let’s just leave it on the floor”

“On the floor? Josh, are you insane, that’s not guestly behaviour”

“Well, fucking in your best friend’s bathroom is not either”

I shake my head, leaving the towel on the ground, kicking it a little to the side so it’s not in the way. Everyone puts their dirty clothing on the floor anyway. He would probably see it, think it’s dirty and then throw it in the washing machine. After all, he would never know that we had sex here. I wasn’t planning on telling him.

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