"i just wanna lay in bed with you all day," josh pouted, grabbing his husband's arm and pulling him back down onto the bed.

tyler giggled and sighed. "i know. i do too. but we promised bren we'd pick ollie up by noon."

"can't we just call him and ask if he can keep him for tonight too?" josh begged.

tyler shrugged. "i mean, i guess."

josh smiled widely, grabbing his phone and calling brendon.

"hello?"

"bren! hey. how's it going?"

"so good. ollie really likes ryan, apparently. they're outside picking at grass."

"oh, ok? well, we have a huge favor to ask you..."

"yes, i'll keep him another night."

"what?! how'd you know?"

"you two haven't fucked in what? eight months?"

"well, yeah, but i me-"

"just accept the offer, joshua," brendon smiled.

josh laughed and sighed. "alright, we'll take it. thanks, bren. it really means a lot."

"mhm. well, ollie's coming inside for his lunch-time hugs now. i'll see you guys tomorrow."

"see you then, beebo."

tyler came back into their room with two mugs of coffee. "so? what did he say?"

"we're gonna have a whooooole 'nother round of fun tonight," josh grinned.

tyler smiled and blushed, crawling into his husband's lap after handing him his coffee. "mmm i love you, joshua."

josh smiled and wrapped his arms around his husband's waist. "love you too, tyjo."

the boys decided they'd just kiss and cuddle all day, maybe... 'helping each other out'.... every so often.

until eventually, around 7pm, tyler was on top of his husband, grinding down against him. nothing new, honestly.

"what new thing should we try tonight?" he smiled down at his husband.

"hmmm. we could turn on a camera," josh smirked.

tyler giggled and shook his head. "and risk someone possibly seeing us having sex? no thank you."

"pleeeeeease??"

"whyyyyy?"

"because if you ever have to leave for a couple days i wanna be able to at least having something to remember that perfect ass of yourssss."

tyler blushed and giggled, rolling his eyes. "i'll just send you pictures when that happens. how's that?"

josh smiled widely. "perfect."

***

two months later, tyler had to fly to LA to do some recording for a song a record label liked.

he'd be gone for five days.

it was day three.

josh: i miss you, baby❤️❤️❤️❤️

tyler: miss you too, jishwa. i'll be home before you know it, though.❤️

josh: but the house is so quiet without you here:((

tyler: so what you're saying is that you want me to do something that'll make it louder?

josh: yes please.

tyler: lol too bad

josh: tYLER

tyler: i'm just kidding, jishwa. i love you too much to do that to you.

josh: i wish you were here.

tyler: what would we do if it was just us?

josh: i'd start kissing you, gradually getting deeper. i'd bite your bottom lip and tug ever so slightly, just the way you like. i'd pick you up and set you on our bed, pulling your clothes off piece by piece until we were both fully exposed to one another, both reminding each other how beautiful the other is. then i'd run my hands up and down your sides as we continued to kiss, and i'd line up with you, pushing in slowly as far as i can until you make that adorable whimper. then i'd stop and wait till you were comfortable, then, once you were, i'd start moving in and out, sucking on the spot right above your collarbone that makes you weak, making sure to leave a mark so everyone knows you're my husband. you'd whimper that you were close and i'd do the same, angling my hips to where i hit your sweet spot with every thrust until i cum deep inside you and you finish all over our stomachs. then i'd press a long, deep kiss against your lips and start to move again, making you cum over and over again all night until neither of us can take anymore.

tyler: fuck, joshy. you have no idea how badly i need that right now.

josh: me too, baby. me too. the night you come back, that's all we're gonna be doing.

tyler: can't wait, handsome.

josh: you're hard, aren't you?

tyler: mhm.

josh: prove it, baby. prove that i turn you on. prove that you want me pounding into you, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

tyler: i don't have enough storage for pics:(((

josh: this is why we should've gotten the video camera out.

tyler: i'll just give you a visual, yeah?

josh: ok, baby.

tyler: i'm in the middle of my bed, the silk white sheets hanging dangerously low on my waist. you can see a slight bulge in the covers, and it only gets more prominent when i think about you making love to me. my hand has trailed down my stomach to my hard-on, twisting and tugging lightly, pre-cum leaking out. as i lay here and think of me on top of you, riding you until neither of us can breathe, i put more strength into my grip, imagining it's you, my eyes shutting every few seconds so i can get an image of you doing this to me, making me just fall apart completely. i bite my lip and moan your name lowly, hoping it might make my dream more real.

josh: fuck, ty.

tyler: are you touching yourself too, baby?

josh: how could i not be?

tyler: i'm close, joshy.

josh: i am too, baby.

and both on their own, the climaxed into their own hands, moaning their husband's name.

josh: fuck that was good.

tyler: would've been better if you were here.

josh: two more days, baby.

tyler: i know. i can't wait to kiss you.

josh: me neither, baby:))

tyler: i'll see you then. goodnight, handsome. i wish you were here for me to snuggle instead of pretending a pillow is you.

josh: aww, poor baby. that pillow better treat you well.

tyler: ohhhh, stahp. i'll talk to you in the morning, joshua. love you<3

josh: love you too, tyjo. talk to you tomorrow<3