Greta Van Fleet Imagines

take my breath away*-jmk

I am a sucker for this song. This song brings me to tears every time. But for real, this hasn't been proofread and I feel like it was a little weak. Enjoy!

warnings: Minors DNI, unprotected sex, love

"You're a masterpiece," Josh mumbled, snapping another photo of you.

You let the tree go, carefully treading over the thick roots. Josh offered you his final granola bar from his camera bag. While you usually loved hiking with him, you weren't really dressed for the occasion. He was wearing his comfortable clothes and you were wearing your skintight jeans and changing into different blouses and dressed behind bushes. He jumped at the chance to take the photos for your website, promising to make you look amazing. You agreed, knowing that he had a knack for photography.

What you thought was going to take an hour or so turned into an all-day thing. By the time you made it back to the car, both of your stomachs were growling. Your shows had given you awful blisters and your legs ached from standing all day. Josh drove the two of you to your shared home, ordering you to change into something more comfortable while he went out to get dinner.

You showered, taking your time. It wasn't until he knocked on the door, informing you that dinner was here that you decided to finally get out of the bathroom. Josh had his laptop and camera set up on the table. He kept his eyes on the screen, editing the photos. You fixed your own plate, setting up your phone to watch the next episode of Blue Bloods, hoping to catch up.

"You're an inspiration, Y/N. You're perfect."

You blushed. Josh was staring at his laptop. He showed you the finished product, and sure enough, he made sure you looked good.

"I don't know about you, but I would definitely visit her coffee shop," you joked.

The image landed in your email, which you sent to your marketing team. Even though it was late, the website would be updated early in the morning. Josh was still watching you eat, making you a little uncomfortable. He shook his head, apologizing for staring. After dinner, you brushed your teeth, spent from the day in the woods. Even if you weren't going to bed just yet, if you were to fall asleep on the couch, you would not have the energy to brush your teeth later.

Josh was standing in your bedroom when you came out of the bathroom. "Are you alright?" You asked, concerned with how quiet he was tonight. You couldn't help but wonder if there was a reason why he was so affectionate today. His tour was beginning in a few weeks, so it must have been that. He swayed you side to side lightly.

"I just love you, so much," he said, pulling you into a warm embrace.

Before he pulled away completely, he pressed a kiss to your lips. Despite having kissed so many times before, this one was different. There was nothing behind it but love, no lust, no horniness, just raw, genuine love. He stared into your eyes in silence, just taking you in. You pulled at his shirt, needing him closer. He complied with your silent ask, taking his shirt off. You did the same for yourself, pushing him to the bed. The two of you kissed gently, holding onto one another. His tongue licked at your bottom lip, asking for entrance. You granted him. His hands roamed your body, caressing gently. You tugged at his curls, letting him take the lead.

In bed, Josh was a tease. He loved to have you a moaning mess on the sheets. While he was romantic in your relationship everywhere else, he was rougher in bed. But tonight, he was showing you a different side. He whispered praises, genuine compliments without a thin veil of teasing in his tone.

"I love you," he whispered in your ear, hovering over you.

You were growing wetter by the moment. He pulled your pants down your legs, taking your panties with them. He played with your core for a moment, feeling just what he'd done to you. Unlike other times you had sex, it wasn't for pleasure. Tonight, was Josh showing you just how much you mean to him. He skipped the foreplay, dropping the rest of his clothes. You peeled your bralette off, readying yourself for him.

"Josh," you said, sitting up. "I love you."

He hugged you again, his erection tapping against your thigh. If it weren't for him being so hard, you would have been happy just to cuddle. You felt him push into you, gently holding your hips. You adjusted yourself, getting comfortable. Giving him a nod, he started to move.

He rolled his hips against yours, instantly catching your g-spot. Your beathing became heavy, light moans tumbling out. "Josh," you whispered.

"I know," he mumbled, pressing a kiss behind you ear.

You were a mess in a matter of minutes, panting and grasping onto whatever part of Josh you could. His quiet whimpers were so much louder in your ear. Tears formed at the corners of your eyes. All of it was so beautiful. He held himself up on his forearms, keeping his slow pace. Beads of sweat formed over his forehead, dotting his scrunched eyebrows. His eyes were closed, his mouth hanging open in bliss.

The heat in your belly began to form. Josh was completely vulnerable in this moment. The lamps glowed over him. He kissed your neck, sucking light hickies on your skin. You wrapped your legs around him, letting your orgasm run over you. Josh wasn't far behind, stilling for a moment.

"Are you crying?" He asked, rolling off you. He pulled the sheets over your bodies,

"I just don't want this to end," you said, cuddling into his arms.

"Then it doesn't have to."