Studio D-Joshler

⌘ 18 ⌘

"Josh?" I heard my dad yell. "Shit. Where's her room again? This house is too damn big."

"In here, Mr. Dun." Ty yelled. He opened the door and came in.

"Nice room." Jen said.

"Thanks. Decorated it myself." I said. Ty hit my arm and I laughed. She got off of me and my dad brought the bags over.

"This is for your moms." Jen gave her an envelope. "And I got this for you. I thought you would like it." She gave her the bag.

Ty opened it and smiled. "Thanks Jen." Ty hugged her and smiled.

"Underwear, clothes, pillow, socks, shower stuff, dye, and the secret bag. I got everything I could find."

"Thanks dad." I gave him the money for the stuff he bought and he pocketed it.

"No problem."

"You guys can stay for a bit. I know I've been hogging him."

"It's okay." Jen said. I hugged her and my dad.

We talked for a bit until they had to leave. "Uh, dad, I just need to show Josh something." He waved her off as he left and she asked Ty for something. She got up and went to the bathroom. Tampons.

"Call me if you need some."

"Thanks, Ty." She left and Ty came over. She crawled on the bed and I grabbed the bag.

"What's in there?"

"Why don't you look and find out?" I replied. I pushed it to her and she looked in it. She took out the Lush bag and Victoria's Secret bag. "Figured you could use some pampering." She smiled at me and I opened the VS bag. "This is not what I asked my sister to get you."

"Let me see." She said. She took the bag and looked at the corset and thong with thigh highs. "Oh my god." Ty got up and stripped, putting it on. She looked really sexy. "How do I look?"

"You look hot. You are hot." She smiled and I moved to the edge of the bed. She came over and spun around. "You're so beautiful."

"You can touch me." I put my hands on her hips. "Not like that." She grabbed them and moved them to her butt.

"Ty." I whispered.

"It's okay. I'm okay. What's done is done."

I grabbed her and pulled her onto my lap. She kissed me and I kissed back, gripping her hips. She moaned in my mouth and I pulled back. "Baby."

"I just wanna forget. Show me what my first time is really supposed to be like."

"It's not supposed to be like this. It's supposed to be when you want it. Not when you need to to forget about something bad." I said. I grabbed her by the chin and made her look at me. "You do not need this. You need to calm down. You do not need me to have sex with you. Cause it will just hurt you more. Okay?"

I took a blanket and put it around her shoulders. "Josh."

"You're strong, Ty. You are. You can't control what he did to you. You can't. No matter how much you want to." I said. I kissed her forehead. "And I'm not doing this because I'm babying you. Not because you're fragile."

"He took advantage of me, you can too." She said.

"No I'm not going to. You know why? Because I'm not him. I'm not like that. I don't take advantage of girls." I said. "I'm not him."

She just got up and grabbed clothes, going to the bathroom. I grabbed the Lush bag and followed her. I helped her out of the lingerie and started a bath. I dropped a bomb in and put her hair up in a bun, picking her up after. I set her in the tub and she looked at me as I grabbed a wash cloth and an extra towel. I lined the bathtub with the towel and wet the washcloth. I started washing her off and she looked at me.

"I'm sorry." She whispered.

"Don't apologise. I mean it. You have hormones. You are going through shit right now. And I'm here. Even if you want to yell at me just to yell, cry just to cry, or anything else you want. If you want to hit me for no reason, just do it. You can't keep the pain inside you."

"Why would I hit you?"

"Cause you're mad at him. And you don't know what to do. And you just need to hit someone-something. I don't mean like literally punching me in the face. Just like slapping my chest. Like you see in those movies."

"So, if I blow up on you one day, you won't be mad?"

"No. I won't." I said. She booped me and I smiled.

"Will you draw me?"

"Right now?"

"Yeah. I like it when you draw me. It's how I fell in love with you."

"I just liked your tits." She laughed, knowing it wasn't true.

I got up and grabbed my sketch book, going back to her after. She leaned her head back and smiled. I started drawing her, trying to get every detail of her face right. I drew her reflection in the water and on the tile.

"Do you want me to colour it?" I asked.

"Let me see." I showed it too her and she moved, looking at it closer. "No. It's beautiful."

"Only because you're my muse."

"I'm your muse?" She whispered.

"Yes. You inspire me. Get my creative juices flowing."

"And your other juices." She joked. I rolled my eyes and leaned my head against the edge of the tub. She ran her fingers through my hair and I smiled. "I can dye your hair for you."

"Really?"

"Yes. What colour?"

"I'll have to see what colours my dad brought."

"Green, purple, red, blue, yellow, or pink?"

"Purple." She kissed my head and I smiled. "I love you."

"I love you, too."