Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/11483418. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: Twenty_One_Pilots Relationship: Josh_Dun/Tyler_Joseph Character: Josh_Dun, Tyler_Joseph, Jenna_Black Additional Tags: Sassy_Tyler, Sarcastic_Tyler, well..._Tyler_being_Tyler_I_guess, Josh_is a_quiet_but_cool_kid, Jenna's_a_queen Stats: Published: 2017-07-12 Words: 3664 ****** Put his Ass in his place (and make him love it) ****** by Queen_Haruka Summary "You're a cheeky brat no one would dream of crossing but I had this eternal crush on you and your best friend got sick of it and asked me to fuck you" AU Or, the one where Tyler is Tyler and needs someone to put his ass back in place. (spoiler alert: that person may or may not be Josh) Notes this fic happened bc @happiestnxclearwinter on Instagram preached the truth,,, thank you so much dear See the end of the work for more notes                                                                           The kid laughing with people he probably doesn't know the name of is kind of hella dreamy and Josh is at least ninety-nine percent gay. They're playing some weird and twisted version of seven minutes in heaven and Josh isn't ashamed to admit he threw a dirty glance at the dude who just got paired with Tyler. Josh can swallow his jealousy for seven minutes, but of course, they had to play differently. Those that get paired can stay as long as they want in one of the rooms upstairs. Of course, the bottle turns and falls on some random dude who isn't Josh. "I'll go on ahead," Tyler cuts in the hollers and catcalls, batting long eyelashes toward the leering boy he got paired with. "Join me later," He winks with a light jiggle, sauntering away from the circle on dainty steps. He looks so cute. Josh is gay. "Did you take me away from my date to talk about how gay you are?" Jenna asks, blinking. Josh finishes his cup and observes the empty content weirdly. What did he just drink? He shrugs, blinking back at Jenna. "gay for Tyler Joseph," he corrects. The stare Jenna throws him is so full of pity, he wants to cry. That is before it turns darker as she looks at the guy being congratulated by everyone for falling on Tyler. If looks could kill, the dude would be dead and Jenna would be feasting on his carcass. It's no secrets from anyone that she's fiercely protective of Tyler, and she makes it her job to beat to a pulp all of those that even dare to approach him. Josh wonders every day how he's still alive because it's also no secrets to anyone that he's very gay for Tyler. But Josh is, well, Josh. Quiet Josh, not as outspoken as Tyler is. Fairly liked, sure, for some reasons, but Tyler and he are so different - Josh lost hope to even hold a conversation that includes more than a "hey" and "what class do we have today?" "He's not as all-mighty as people think he is, you know?" Josh thinks back to popular Tyler, hella good at basketball and king of the crowd. He rolls his eyes. "Jen listen-" "I'm serious," She insists, frowning. "he's a brat, that's it. A brat with a mouth too smart to be healthy and no one but me and his mother to put him back in line," Playing with one of her locks, she fixes Josh with a wondering look. "You should do it. Take this Ryan dude's place." "This is so random what the fuck," he breathes, wondering if one can be drunk with juice. Or something. Jenna shakes her head, pursing her lips. "It's our tenth party this week, he's probably sick of it and went to hide in the rooms to be at peace." At Josh's skeptic laugh, she laughs gently. "I told you, he's not who people think he is." He shakes his head, heart beating loudly. What the hell? This is his chance, and the one and only Jenna Black gave him her approval on approaching the dude but- "He won't be interested in me." "Tyler's a slut, he'll sleep with anyone," Jenna admits, smirking when Josh looked even more depressed. "But not everyone can keep up with him, not everyone can calm his bratty ass. I know what kind of guy you are J, c'mon." She jumps on her feet and unceremoniously kicks Ryan. Josh opens his mouth in shock, but Jenna is a queen and simply glares at all of them before she drags Josh upstairs. He follows her numbly because she's scary and it'll be a lie to say that her words didn't ignite hope in him. "W-what should I do?" He sighs nervously when they arrive in front of the door, Jenna knocking immediately. A shout of "enter!" can be heard and Josh's panic level goes up. "You're a bit drunk - no what I put in your drink wasn't juice you idiot - and he's a bit drunk too, you guys aren't wasted, you should totally bang." "What the fuck," Josh says once again, but Jenna's Jenna and she ignores his remark, only sending him a bright smile. "Knock some sense in that boy for me! I have girls to chase after~" Josh stops her from dashing away, the looks she throws him is a tad bit exasperated - but it melts away all too soon when she sees the distress on her friend's face. He looks anxious. "Jen... he doesn't even know I exist!" Jenna laughs. She laughs and laughs so hard she actually falls to her knees. Josh is a bit offended. "J, dear friend," She mutters between two laughs, "This is one of the biggest lies I've heard lately!" Another laugh escapes her as she wobbled back on her feets and this time, Josh is too bemused to stop her. Jenna is as pleasant as the wind and just as fast. She's gone, already, leaving Josh confused -- but hopeful.   *                  In the end, he does enter the room. Questions drowns his thoughts but he's a lovesick guy and the one he's chasing after is too saucy to give him a second look, yet- Jenna... Jenna just told him he might be wrong. Jenna doesn't lie, ever. She's pretty damn wrapped and uses it for her shenanigans, but she doesn't lie. When he sees recognition flickers with Josh in Tyler's eyes, Josh's hopes rise as high as his dick when he thinks about how good Tyler would be under him. Which- "You scared me!" Tyler admonishes, and he looks so genuinely flustered, those pretty eyes of him wide open - Josh wonders why it took Jenna pushing him to catch on. "Well," he answers, locking the door behind him and smiling at tyler's suspicious glance, "I am naturally terrifying." Which is complete bullshit, okay, so Josh isn't too offended when Tyler openly snorts. He just looks at the boy with eyes he guesses are adoring, a bit shy on the edges, and he can't help but bite his lips when he sees Tyler redden. The kid's jittery, movements jerky as he breaks eye-contact, looking but not really looking at the bed at his right. It seems to be a bad idea by the way he flushes even more. But Tyler Joseph wouldn't be Tyler Joseph if he didn't have a clever remark up his sleeve at all time. "Feel free to admire me," he mutters, fiddling with his sleeve, "it's not as if you're not doing it like, all the damn time." He's so fucking endearing, Josh snorts in awe, leaving his post on the door to approach Tyler's proud figure. The boy takes a few steps back, but that just kind of steers arousal in Josh, for it's not every day you'll see the proud and oh so open Tyler Joseph be suddenly so subdued. "I will," he answers sincerely, Josh is nothing but sincerity - he's bad at lying, he's bad at being deceitful, so he doesn't even try to hide the way his eyes roam Tyler's lean body. He doesn't even try to hide how pleased he is when Tyler shivers, too. "and so much more, sweetheart," Tyler's body language is more than open, no matter how much he tries to hide. He's subtly looking at the bed, then Josh - and a second later he backs away until his back hit the wall and there's nothing to hide the blooming red on his cheeks and the sparkles in his eyes. He's definitely hooked, yet he's still too proud to show it. That won't do, Josh tuts in the secret of his mind, which may not be that secret, what with the bewildered look Tyler sends him. He looks even more offended when josh's on his face, large body blocking his and hot breath on his cheeks. Tyler immediately glares, leaning his chin upward. "Your existence gives me a headache, Joshua, go stand over there," he breathes, fiery and absolutely pretty as he puts a hand on Josh's hard chest and points another to the door. Josh is more than smitten, Tyler freaking Joseph knows his name. But you know, he's not like the other people that get unsettled with Tyler's smart mouth and impudent remarks. He's not like those persons that are happy just by praising his cheekiness. He won't bow down to that mouthy kid, no matter how insanely attractive he is - he won't be fooled either. Because he knows, now, had an inkling for a long time but his suspicions are all confirmed, in this instant. Cute and sarcastic boys like Tyler need to be put in their place as much as possible. But nobody does that, you know? That's okay, Josh will be more than happy to take on this sweet duty. "Well, aren't you just a little bucket of sass, Tyler Joseph?" he chides slowly, bringing a hand upward on Tyler's red cheek, and the kid doesn't try to move away - he leans in the touch. Yet his eyes are still full of defiance, pretty mouth ready to asserts how much of a smartass he is-- But Josh doesn't give him the time, it's not difficult to yank Tyler toward him, it's ridiculously easy to throw the boy on the bed and crawl up above that tantalizing body of his. Tyler doesn't freeze, he gasps, pretty doe-like eyes flying open as he gazes at Josh with a mixture of affront and arousal. "I have the feeling I can't push you away," he mentions, tugging at the grip Josh has on his wrists. It doesn't give away, and he sighs. The pleased gleam in his eyes betrays him, though, "I'm more bothered by the fact that it's turning me on." Your existence turns me on, Josh wants to say, but he doesn't, he simply opts to gaze down at Tyler and hopes he doesn't look like a creep. "By the way, you look like a creep," there's a sweet and falsely innocent smile playing on Tyler's lips. This  brat. "Little boys shouldn't talk like that," he warns, willing away his need to just fuck, to shut that alluring kid right here and there until he's too tired to be proud and his voice too hoarse to be insolent, "you might just get punished," Tyler smells like a honey-flavoured bonfire, Josh suddenly realizes at the boy leans upward, spreading his delicious scent all over Josh's senses. It's intoxicating, he thinks, just like Tyler's abrasive eyes. "do it," he challenges, and his voice is positively brimming with excitement. "do it-" He's suddenly cut-off by a hard kiss on his lips, a kiss hot, burning even, all unleashed passion and aggressive affection. Josh kisses Tyler hard and doesn't let him go, doesn't free the tiny wrists on his hands and instead apply pressure, the rug on his hands from hours spent drumming does more than stroking Tyler's delicate skin. It probably burns as hard as they kiss, and it's probably as gratifying as the way Tyler's mouth parts open under his and a sweet tongue lets itself be swallowed by Josh and positively molested There's a thin string of saliva that connects them when Josh breaks the kiss, it's kind of hot but so is the portrait of a dazed Tyler, eyelashes fluttering on the red of his cheeks. "you do not give orders here," Josh growls, squeezing tyler's wrists, and he has to stop himself to not grin like a fool when Tyler sighs wantonly, "just lay there like a good boy and accept your punishment." he finishes lightly, planting a kiss on the tan expanse of Tyler's skin. Not even his stubbornness can stop Tyler from releasing a pleasing sound, his body answering according to Josh's words from the tip of his fingertips to his toe. It makes Josh want to do so much more, things on the dirtier side and liable to leave Tyler boneless on this bed. "You- You can't come in there and do this!" Tyler yells, it's probably supposed to be imposing but he's the kind of boy who's voice is never totally low, it has a high-edge that's just plain endearing and compliments the blush on his face. Josh simply smirks. "Watch me." He probably shouldn't have forgotten who he had under him. "Who do you think you are, Christian Grey? Buy me some jewelry first." The brat replies, and you know, Josh thinks it's due time to put his insolent ass back in place. So he does just that, he moves his mouth from Tyler's neck and dives in for a hard kiss, relishing in Tyler's squeak of surprise. The kid moves and shifts and he's just restless, refuses to stay under Josh's hold but kisses back as harshly as Josh does. It's so aggressive, for fuck's sake, Tyler's lips are bitten raw whenever Josh stops to look at him, and then he kisses him again and presses down his throbbing erection on Tyler's thigh, and you know, Tyler always moans so prettily, tries to reach for friction and feel how hard Josh is for him. He twists, still, unclenching his fists and uselessly trying to reach for Josh. He won't manage to, Josh thinks, mind jazzy by arousal because that's how hard he is. Rock hard, and he wants Tyler to feel it, wants pretty Tyler to be powerless under him and unable to utter his usual cheeky remarks. So he holds the boy down and does make him feel it, finally, releases his wrists to spread his legs apart and press down on him harder. And Tyler, oh Tyler loves it, he moans and whines and goes to say something but it's swallowed by Josh's heated kisses and hard erection bearing down heavily on his lithe body. A thought flies in Josh's head -- the boy you've been head over heels for ages is writhing under you-- but he can't focus on it, Josh's way too high on love and lust to get overwhelmed by the weight of the situation. It's way too hot - too soon - too hot, for Josh, he had wanted that boy under him for way too long and he's seriously scared to come right now - he might do it if he looks at Tyler long enough. Tyler who doesn't say anything anymore, just small mumbles too cute to be interpreted, Tyler who's black T-shirt has ridden up enough to expose his pert nipples, who looks like he's been ravaged even when Josh is nowhere near done with him. Because, fuck, Josh had always wanted to date that kid but right now what Tyler needs is to be fucked good. And what Josh wants, right now, is to fuck. So he doesn't waste one more second, takes Tyler's shirt easily and doesn't let him recover before he's onto him once again. His lips are everywhere, on those cheeks - light - then this pouty mouth - harder - and they end on his neck where he sucks. He sucks and nips and bites and there's bruises red and purple blossoming on Tyler's caramel skin. Josh feels so much pride looking at it, it's ridiculous. What's ridiculous too, is how hard he is. So hard, he doesn't protest when Tyler's nimble hands make short work of his belt - he will, though, later, ask why the fuck Tyler's so good at it. Tyler's good at a lot of things, Josh knows, but Tyler's too bratty to get to touch tonight. He bites on his chest and reveals in the gasp of pain that turn into pleasure when he starts sucking, and he just throws a mischievous glance at his boy before he shoves his fingers inside this hot mouth. He chokes on it. Tyler chokes on Josh's big fingers before he leans back and try to suck them as good as he can. It's so hot, fuck, Josh presses his fingers harder and the tears on Tyler's face are as beautiful as the sob of pleasure the boy lets out - as much as his can with fingers shoved so deep in his mouth. When Josh takes his fingers away, watches them with a mixture of adoration and arousal, Tyler takes in a deep breath and immediately grabs Josh's hand. "Don't use lube," he fucking begs and wow, where's the brat from ten minutes ago? Tyler glares when Josh smirks, but he opens his mouth again, biting his lips. "please." "There, that wasn't hard was it?" Josh coos sweetly, and that's such a contrast with the way he spreads Tyler's legs again and pushes in a finger - then two, then three, because Tyler moans the loudest the more he's in pain, babbles and fall into submission the more he's stretched. Josh watches and watches and watches him, he drinks in the sight and can't swallow because he's too far gone for that boy because he's too filled to the brim with lust and feelings and the need to dominate. "'gonna fuck you so good," he continues, taking his fingers away as his eyes fly back to Tyler's red and blotched face, he presses down against the boy again and places a kiss so good on Tyler's lips they both moan in pleasure. "you ready for daddy?" "yes, please," Tyler nearly yells, lets himself be bent nearly in half as Josh rolls down a condom on his hard cock and ruts again him. It's so so good, so warm, it makes heat trickle down in Josh's lower stomach and--- And he does fuck Tyler good, grips those narrow hips and rams his cock in tyler's tight entrance - and it's just like that, tight and warm and Josh has to close his eyes because it feels just that good. But it's Tyler, it's Tyler and he has to say something. "E-Excuse me, I t-think I have to go make a scene," He grits out, lips too red for Josh to not kiss again, so he does that, and it shuts Tyler up immediately. The boy's toes curl in the sheets,  it's enticing, incredibly so, but Josh wants more. He wants, so he takes, and Tyler gives wholeheartedly. He lets himself be dragged closer while Josh throws his legs on his shoulders, lay there like a good boy and lets Josh create bruises on his hips with how hard he grips his hips. And he screams and he moans when Josh thrusts in. Josh can't even smirk, he's gone, lost in a frenzy where every thrust needs to go deeper, where his hips slam back harder and Tyler arch even higher every time. He pounds Tyler in the sheets, fucks him good and hard and fast, while Tyler loses his cleverness in a mist of "yes", "please," "josh", "harder!" He presses his hand on Tyler's shoulders, pins the boy flush under him and slams back in with a harsh thrust. Tyler's eyes open and Josh knew he had found that spot. So he goes there harder, tests Tyler's flexibility and bends him again, his weigh's heavy on Tyler, anymore and the slender body under him might break. It's twisted, but fuck if it doesn't turn Josh on, and he thanks his lucky stars that Tyler's eyes are closed to not witness Josh losing control. In the end, he is obligated to feel, moans higher and tighter until his voice breaks and his eyes roll back bliss. He's sweaty and pretty and every kind of hot, Josh is reminded of it once again, he's beautiful everywhere, he thinks as he grabs Tyler's leaking cock and pumped -- fast. "love it," Tyler whispers with an arm thrown over his eyes, tears running. down his cheeks as he came. "love it so much, Josh!" I love you, Josh wants to say, but he can't, he knows Tyler, but Tyler doesn't know it. Soon. He gazes down lovingly at the boy, another wave of heat the only warning before he swoops down and takes Tyler in a harsh kiss, he's orgasming a second later - and that's the first time he came so hard. Josh comes and squeezes Tyler, spills his seed deep inside the boy's red and sensitive asshole. He came so hard, fuck, it's dripping in the sheets and a lot of it is still inside Tyler -- his cum's inside the prettiest boy ever while that same boy lays there, wrecked. That's seriously hot and Josh is going to hell. He doesn't know how much time passed, but he rolls down at Tyler's right side and watches the ceiling too, breathless. Josh wants to watch Tyler, not the ceiling because Tyler's pretty, guys. He's brought out of his thoughts by a scratchy, nearly gone voice. "Who told you?" "About...?" "What the heck do you think I'm talking about?" Tyler mutters dryly, because he's that adorable. "The fact that you need to get your ass back in place sometimes?" "Careful," Tyler warns, pouting, "satan still has a restraining order against me." So much violence from someone so cute, Josh muses, a quirky smile playing on his lips. He doesn't say that, though, he'd like to have Tyler appeased for a bit longer. "Jenna," yes, he has absolutely no shame to sell his friend. "This bitch," Tyler swears. "she's such a lesbian." he continues, and that's probably revenge because they went out a long time ago and she totally topped his ass. "Language," Josh tuts, smirking, and when Tyler fixes him with a bemused look, the smile turns into something way more loving. Tyler becomes redder than red. "don't worry, I'll be there to keep you in line." "You didn't seriously...?" "Yep." "You just...?" "Yep." "Does that mean...?" "Quite probably." "Can we do this again?" Josh's only answer is to flip Tyler on his stomach and hide a pleased smile in the crook of the boy's neck. He praises himself for having Tyler's sassy mouth open only to moan deliciously the rest of the night. End Notes feel free to admire this -- or throw tomatoes, i can't make this line work as good as tyler does :// Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!