Chapter:8/9
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Pairings: Josh Washington/Chris, Mike Munroe/Sam
Characters: Josh Washington, Chris, Mike Munroe, Sam, Ashley
Warnings: Suggestive themes, Coarse Humor,
Chapter Summary: Sometimes JOsh's power of suggestion landed us in some pretty interesting situations.

AN: Again, had this sitting for a little while. xD But I'm glad I'm finally getting these churned out. I've been needing to get things typed up for a while, now. So, while I'm still in the mood to get things done, here's the next chapter!

Death's-Head Hawkmoth: Suggestion

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Ashley, Sam and Mike sometimes come over to hang out when we all have the time. I think it helps Josh feel more normal to have our friends over, even if he sometimes gets a bit manic. Like he is, now.

"But, man, is Chris sweet. The lilt in his voice brings heat to my cheeks, and I suddenly realize I must have been paying more attention to my phone than him and our company, "Like honey suckle at midnight."

"Dude!" Mike looks flustered and disgusted, suddenly looking at the couch he's all cozy on with Sam like it might bite. Of course, Josh never could turn down a challenge.

"Oh, yeah, man. I get Chris all kinds of bent up and laid out on that thing." Part of me wants to laugh, and the other wants to wipe that smug smirk off his lips. Mostly by kissing it away, and I think he notices. His grin is something between lewd and frenzied when Mike rises, appraising our furniture like he needs to figure out what vaguely comfortable place to sit hasn't been defiled. "I really love it when he gets to crooning."

"Josh, uh, T.M.I." Ashley has never looked so red, even in the cold. She keeps shooting me these sidelong glances, and actually squeaks when he leans over to me and grabs my chin. I can practically see the challenge of 'cochise' in his eyes as he leans in and kisses me. I hear an amused snort from Sam, a pitiful little huff from Ashley, and a weak grunt from Mike. We hardly hear them leave with a few apologies from Sam, until the door slams behind Mike.

When Josh finally breaks the soul-searing kiss, I'm panting and he just continues to grin.

"The moan was a nice touch, cochise." It's almost become a pet name, by now.

"I… Didn't know I moaned. You just wrench them out of me."

"Heh, we've never even had sex on the couch… Just cuddles." He's laughing, now, and so am I.

"I know, right?"

"Wanna remedy that?" I never could tell him 'no'.

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AN: Woo! Another chapter down! I will write some porn for these two sometime soon, I promise!