control by halsey

josh has tyler cum trained

smut, obviously

kinda short and sucky

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tyler was nervous when josh said he had big plans for their night. by the mischievous tone of josh's voice he knew he was up to no good. they were going to dinner with a group of friends and tyler had been looking forward to it, but now he was weary.

tyler was shaking as he smoothed out his skirt, giving himself a once-over in the full length mirror before meeting josh by the door of their apartment. he slipped on a pair of heels and blushed as josh made a comment about how good his ass looked in the tight pencil skirt, lacing their fingers together as they made their way to the elevator.

the car ride there was silent, josh's large hand resting on tyler's pudgy thigh, squeezing ever so gently in reassurance every few minutes. a smile grazed tyler's glossy lips at the action, feeling comforted by the contact of their skin.

"so what do you have planned?" tyler asked in attempt to get josh to give in despite knowing that that wouldn't happen.

"i can't tell you that, babe. all i can say is that you're gonna love it," josh smirked.

tyler silently nodded, mulling over the possibilities of how the night could go. as they pulled into the restaurant his nerves were at an all time high and he was genuinely scared to get out of the car but he knew his punishment would be worse if he did that.

tyler hadn't seen these friends in months and that alone was enough to make him anxious and josh wasn't helping. nonetheless, as he spotted them seated at the table already he was filled with excitement, quickly making his way over and greeting them each with gleeful hugs.

he sat down at the table, brendon and ryan seated across from them with dallon and jon at the heads of the table. they exchanged small talk and tyler was happy to catch up with them after such a long time.

but as the waiter ordered their drinks josh had a smug smirk on his lips and tyler's stomach churned, waiting for whatever his boyfriend had planned.

"i'll just have a water," josh spoke, turning towards tyler who had opened his mouth to order, speaking up before he had the chance to. "and he'll have the orange martini."

tyler's breath hitched and his hips rutted up in his seat, eyes screwing shut as he clutched onto josh for dear life. he received questionable stares from those around him and he glared at josh, panting heavily as he came down from his high.

he should've known this was what josh had planned; he loved humiliating tyler like that in public, driving him into overstimulation as well.

he was uncomfortable and shifted in his seat, ears barely registering the conversation going on around him as all he could focus on was the stickiness between his thighs. his heart beat rapidly in his chest and he wished he had a change of clothes.

"i've been thinking of dying my hair again," josh said and tyler braced himself because he knew what was coming.

"what color?" ryan happily asked, soft smile on his face.

"i was thinking orange," josh chuckled, peering over at tyler who was doubled over, shaking slightly as he bit into his hand to muffle his moans. he hadn't been given enough time to recover from his last orgasm and his eyes welled up with tears at the sensation.

he could feel the cum dripping down the inside of his thighs and he so desperately wanted to clean it up but he knew better than that. once he had caught his breath he gave a weary smile to his friends, smacking josh's knee under the table because he was not happy with his boyfriend.

the rest of the dinner passed by smoothly, josh giving tyler a break which he was extremely grateful for. but then dessert came around and josh had that smug grin once again and tyler knew he was in trouble.

"we'll share this," josh said, showing the waiter the menu as he pointed to the orange cheesecake, tyler visibly tensing up. it was served in no time, and tyler was getting more and more anxious with each bite they took.

"this is amazing," jon commented.

"isn't it? i just love the orange flavor so much. oranges are definitely my favorite fruit, and orange is probably my favorite color, too. i always make sure to drink plenty of orange juice and eat plenty of oranges. i just can't get enough orange."

tyler was outwardly sobbing at that point, cock twitching as josh kept repeating that dreaded word. it was the worst kind of orgasm-- a dry orgasm-- and tyler cried as his body convulsed and stomach twisted and untwisted, too much stimulation in such a short period of time. it was painful and he couldn't stop, his orgasm going for at least a minute and a half before he slumped against josh and continued to sob into his shoulder.

"goodness, is he okay?" ryan worriedly questioned, eyebrows furrowed as he observed tyler's odd behavior.

"i don't think he's feeling the best, we should probably get going," josh rushed out, trying to sound bummed. he helped tyler stand up on his own despite his protests and numerous times his legs almost gave out on him. tyler was weak, cum dripping down his shaking thighs as they left the restaurant, humiliation flooding his system, yet he loved every moment of it.

josh lay him in the backseat of their car, sitting next to him to help him calm down before they made their way back home. he inched tyler's tight skirt down and off his legs, grinning as he brought his lips to tyler's inner thighs, cleaning up the mess he made with teasing kitten licks that left the boy mewling and sobbing, unable to decide whether he hated it or loved it.

"orange," josh whispered one last time, soothing his hands up and down tyler's stomach as it cramped up and he curled into fetal position, crying out because it hurt and he couldn't take it anymore.

josh chuckled as he climbed back into the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition and taking one last glance at tyler through the rear view mirror before he drove away.

"you did so good for me tonight, babe. i love you."

"shut the fuck up, asshole."