anthony👅

18 + he/him

[antwoordanthony]

hallo!! i am anthony☺️

im 18yo and a huge käärijä and joost fan and tho i might not write my own stuff often (maybe i will!) but i like seeing everyones works 😋😋

i am new to tumblr so bear with me! ❣️

mdni preferably because i will be interacting with (and maybe posting!) more dirtier stuff🤐

i think that is all for now! byeee❤️❤️

[klik0bak]

'not so submissive'

joost klein x reader

tw- smut, blowjob, switch!joost / kind of domjoost? he gets a bit subby at the end though.

-vaugely based on what he said in bogotá "im not as submissive as you think" yada yada. massive thanks to my lovely friend juno for giving me the idea (and the bones!) for this fic!! <3

mdni, this fic contains 18+ material.

enjoy!

Both of you are in your hotel room after his show, both of you incredibly horny for each other after the exhilarating show. Typically you’re the one to tease him, and he goes along without complaints. But today he’s decided to do things differently. “Be careful with the teasing, baby. You might regret it after we’re done.” He says with a grin. “I’m sure I will.” you respond. “Like I said earlier, I’m not as submissive as you people think,” your hand is snaking down to tease him over his pants. “Nuh-uh. On your knees, schatje.” His voice is low as his hands unbutton his jeans, the skirt he had on previously was now long gone.

You do as he says, watching as his dick springs out of his boxers. You get to work right away, licking his slit teasingly before taking more of him into your mouth. A small groan leaves his mouth before he can completely stifle it.

You try to take him slowly, working your mouth around his length slowly. His big hand grabs your hair, pulling it into a makeshift ponytail while simultaneously pushing you further down on his dick.

His hips start thrusting up into your mouth as you’re pushed further down, making you gag on his dick. Small groans mixed with laughter come out of his mouth. “Already struggling around me, hé?”

You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find him talking down to you like this hot. Quickly, he pushes your head back, still on your knees, you look up at him curiously. He’s got that damn grin on his face. “Not hearing much from you, schatje,” he tries to say before being interrupted by you “Kinda hard to talk with your cock down my throat, yanno?” you interrupt him.

“Touché.” he responds bluntly. You give him a small smile while continuing to stroke him, taking him back in your mouth. He's quick to grab at your hair, stifling his moans again from the added pleasure. You feel his hands move around your head, beginning to guide your mouth around his cock.

He’s pushing you on and off of his length rapidly, your face pressed to his bush every time he guides you back down on his length. “Fuck, your mouth is perfect,” he groans. “I'm almost there already, you see what you do to me?” The need in his voice shows you how close he really is.

The pace of his guidance speeds up as he gets closer, his hands clutching the sides of your head a bit harder as his release draws near. He finally cums into your mouth with a fatigued whine, looking down at you with an expression like he’s just run a marathon.

“You did so well baby.” He says, helping you off your knees and giving you a kiss before collapsing backward onto the bed. “So much for being ‘not so submissive’ there at the end huh?” You giggle, crawling onto the bed with him. “Hey, you know what you do to me. It’s unfair.” He retorts, smiling back at you as he squeezes you tighter in his arms.

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first fic kinda nervous.

[because-its-eurodisko]

subtitled yap, Porvoon viinijuhlat

[joostglazer]

I need joost's fingers deep in me like right now

thats always a need, im frequently quite often thinking about dreaming about his fingers in me... big hands, thick fingers ouhhh... he'd know how to make you feel sooo good with his fingers, making cum on his fingers, over n over even...

[atlasmoonglade]

[joostglazer]

Listening to 1983 rn and got reminded of the ik hou van honden dus ik hou ook van doggy line😖

Him having you in bed and saying something like “get on all fours for me baby” while feeling his big hands feeling you up oh my goshhh

Him splitting you open on his big cock from behind, nipping at your earlobe and holding you steady by the hips, using you, praising you #dream

I think abt this every time i fear..

YES I love that line sm hehehe hes such a perv....

getting to fuck you soo good and deep like this, thrusts hard and focused, easy to control like this,, praising you for being so good, and feeling so good..

[dat-zijn-pannenkoeken]

Top 5 Joost looks (if you haven’t done it already)?

(MY TUMBLR WON'T LET ME ADD PICS OF OTHER ASKS, but anon and @thecleverjester also asked this, so just pretend there are pics of their asks here too 😔)

Anyways, here's my top 5 Joost fits, in no particular order because I literally can't choose 🤭

I COULDN'T DECIDE BETWEEN THAT LAST FIT OR THE FLORAL SHIRT ONE, IT WAS SO HARDDDD

Floral shirt has my heart, but also... pink hat 😩 pink vest 😩 it's a tie tbh

[catholicfacade]

not to sexualize joost or anything…

but we’re all aware of this clip right???🫣

[eenhoorndestinyy]

someone should write a catboy joost fic

[starsaudacieuses]

more puppyplay with puppy!reader please!!

maybe for like joosts birthday the reader surprises him with a leash for the first tiime bc maybe reader was like iffy abt it before but joost really was into the idea and then reader is like “hehe happy birthday heres me on ur bed in nothing but a collar+leash”

maybe a muzzle too…..?

This is without a doubt my favorite fic plot that I've done so far - thank you so much for the ask, anon! This was such a thrill to write, and I've been a massive fan of writing puppyplay fics with Joost as the reader's owner as of late, which made this a real treat. Sorry I didn't add the muzzling, though! It's not something I personally really know how to write.

Leashed. Yours. • En Laisse. Pour Vous.

Warnings: 18+ RPF SMUT (MDNI!), Gender Neutral Reader, Established Relationship, Birthday Sex, Puppyplay, Leashing & Collaring, Descriptions of Masturbation, Choking/Leash Pulling, Ownership, Teasing, Barking, Praise, Slight Dumbification, Drooling, Obedience, Ass Eating (Receiving), Oral Sex (Giving), Penetrative Sex (Receiving), Unprotected Sex, Creampie

Joost had always been eager at the thought of seeing you all leashed and collared for him, the thought of you on your hands and knees for him while he had full control of your motion, making you walk for him while tugging on the leash around you neck, making you yelp for him. It was a fantasy that he had thought about too hard on too many occasions, his hand wrapped around his cock pumping while he thought about the sight of you all tethered up for him. The thought of it alone made his head spin, and he couldn't help himself from having it in his head more than he would ever really admit.

That's what made the sight in front of him even more dizzying when his birthday came along. You had told him that you had a surprise for him - something he was sure to love, but he never expected this. Never expected to see his puppy all pent up and needy on his bed in nothing but a new collar and a leash. It was the best birthday present he ever could have asked for; and it meant even more that he never had to ask for it. You knew how badly he had wanted it, which meant that you took the time to warm up to the idea of him having you like this just for him and his pleasure - not that you didn't get off on it, too.

Feeling completely vulnerable all leashed and tied was something that made you whimper before he had even touched you while he stood across the room with his jaw agape before regaining his composure, immediately looping the chained leash around his long fingers and gripping onto it tightly, tugging at it slightly and making you whimper from the choking sensation. He smirked at the sight of you all exasperated just from his grasp, tightening your collar just right while he used his free hand to pet at you. He loved seeing how good you always were for him, his touch making you melt into his grasp while he toyed with you, taking the time to savour the sight and sensation of having you as nothing more than his good, good dog.

"You gonna bark for me?" He said with a dirty look in his eyes, looking down at you while you kneeled in front of him. His words and his knowing stare immediately made your stomach flip, and you could feel how red you were. Seeing your eyes widen like this always made him chuckle at you, and he tugged at the leash again, doing anything he could to get a reaction out of you. "Come on puppy, be good for me." were the words that finally made you cave - not that it ever took much to make you obey him. You always obeyed him, adjusting yourself and bringing yourself closer to him while you barked against his leg. You loved being a pathetic little thing for him just like this, and the sounds of your desperate barks just made Joost want to tease you even more, petting you and kissing along the side of your head before letting his hands wander, still making you bark while he toyed with you.

Playing with you was only half of the fun he could have with you, turning you into putty in his grasp while he kept his hand steadily on the leash, just begging to pull on it any chance he got. He loved seeing just how could you could get for him, and he knew that he had you right where he wanted you. You were the most obedient puppy he could ask for, and he wouldn't have it any other way. You were well trained, and he knew how to train you into being just the way he wanted you to be, the way he needed you to be for him.

You continued to whine against his thigh, nuzzling your head against him and letting out choked whimpers while you felt him grab onto you, flipping you over so that he was behind you rather than in front of you. The loss of the feeling of his leg against your face was enough to make you whimper in disappointment, which made him tut. "Shhh. It's okay puppy. You'll like this better, I promise." He said while petting your head with his free hand, cooing at you before moving it down to part your ass. You were so good and ready for him - you always were. He wanted to give his puppy what it wanted first, and he knew that making you this needy would pay off for him in the end.

A whine escaped your lips feeling Joost's tongue exploring your sensitive ass, licking and lapping at you and feeling just how needy of a puppy you really were for him. Knowing that he could make you such a pent up pup was something that always made him need to taste you - he needed nothing more than to eat you up, and he did. You stayed on your hands and knees for him like the good dog you always were, his tongue working you and drawing harsh whimpers out of you while he chuckled against you from time to time. Feeling you shake and hearing you bark out from the sensations of his tongue was something he always loved getting out of you, and he knew just how to send you into a haze of pleasure.

You hadn't been expecting for him to pleasure you like this first. You thought that he would surely want to fuck you first, but he wanted to take his time and see you all leashed up for as long as he could. Despite the ache of how hard you had made him from the moment he saw you, he wanted to fuck you in every way possible - and this was his first priority. How could he think of anything else when your ass was bare and perched up like that? Your knees on the ground while you crawled around on all fours for him, ass on full display. You knew what you were doing to him, and he ate you out like a man starved, it was as if this was all he had ever wanted in the first place.

"Good pup. Good, good fucking pup. You're doing so good for me. So needy like always puppy. Come on, cum for me like the good puppy you are. Show me how good I make you feel." He groaned between lapping at you, making you moan sharper while your back arched and he kept you steady, not wanting you to buck around too much while he was working you dumb. He could hear how close you were by the harshness of your whimpers, and you finally shook harder and harder until you were a puddle under him, his arm looping around your torso while he kissed you and pet you on the ass, letting you come down while he cooed at the messy state that his puppy was already in because of him.

His hand moved from your ass to your head, placing gentle pets upon your soft hair while he cooed downwards at you, looping his fingers around the length of your leash again before patting his lap with the same hand that held the leash. "You're such a good puppy. Good good puppy. Come lay in my lap, come down." He said while still looking down at you, your figure crawling towards him while he guided you towards him with your leash. The sight was completely thrilling, and you could feel how hard he was through his jeans, nuzzling your head against him and practically drooling on the fabric covering his legs. He chuckled at the sight of just how needy you were, continuing to pet you and let you rut your head onto his throbbing cock through his jeans. "Such a good, needy puppy you are. So well trained, hm?" You nodded in response at him, letting out a soft, needy whine before rubbing your head against him more.

"Here, Puppy. Have your treat for being so good for me. You want it, hm?" He cooed out, still petting you and letting you drool against his thigh some more. You were already blissed out and felt like you were on another planet from how he had eaten you out until the point of dumbing you down just moments before - he had you just the way he liked you. Such a good, dumb puppy would never turn down a treat, and it took no time at all before you were drooling down his cock, making a mess all over him, slobbering on him while he groaned, one hand tugging on your leash and the other guiding your head, petting you between pulls.

Despite his dominance over you, he couldn't help but feel like a puddle under you, your mouth working overtime on his sensitive tip and length while he gasped and groaned with each bob of your head, gripping onto your hair to keep himself steady while his hips trembled, his groans becoming more frequent with every passing minute that you had him inside of your mouth for. "You're such a good dog. Good fucking pup. Keep going puppy, lick it all up." He sputtered out, spilling inside of your mouth and watching you swallow his load down, his hips bucking against your lips while you desperately licked up every last drop of him, still wanting to be a good puppy for him.

You nuzzled against his warm chest while he came down, his breathing shaking while he pet you with unsteady hands, breathing heavily enough that you could feel each movement. "Not done with you puppy. Kneel." How fast he bounced back was a surprise, and you yelped slightly at the sudden request, obeying when he pointed his finger downwards, motioning for you to get back onto your hands and knees so that he could use your parts however he pleased - after all, it was his birthday.

He warmed you up with gentle touches that led into firm pulls of your leash, his cock sliding into you with one sharp thrust while you yelped in pleasure, the feeling of his size stretching your tight hole out was enough to make you see stars, and he wanted to fuck you until you were drooling and dumb for him again as one last gift to himself for the night. Seeing you on all fours like this for him was all he had ever wanted in the world, and he loved watching you jolt every time he yanked on your leash, the sensation of your collar choking up against your neck alongside his rough thrusts making you dizzy.

"Almost there puppy. Be good for me." He rasped out, panting between sloppy thrusts while he got closer to spilling into you. His breaths were harsh listening to you whine and whimper, a pathetic little pup against him while you shook and came undone from the pace he was fucking you with. Feeling you clenching around him so hard was all he needed to unwind too, his hips jerking once more while he rode out his orgasm inside of you, watching you lose your balance and steadying you with your leash while he planted kisses along your back before flipping you around to face him.

"You're such a good puppy for me." He cooed, watching you rub against him while he gave you pets and praise in all the right places. He couldn't have asked for anything better for his birthday - and this is the present he so desperately wanted.

[jk-effers]

boy don't look at me like that or else i'll kiss you..

[joost-etc]

Nice clear shot of Joost’s pigtails via gretavmk on twitter!

[antwoordanthony]

hes so freaking cute 😭 can he wear those again 😭😭

[karrrriyuh]

📷: kaverikarim IG

[dat-zijn-pannenkoeken]

Put out your cigarette on me WHAT WHO SAID THAT?

[starsaudacieuses]

joost klein x reader size dif bj.... joost soooo big.... reader cant fit him in their mouth... thoughts?

I absolutely adore size dynamics when it comes to Joost, especially with the sheer size of him. Speculating about other scopes of his body that we haven't seen is a lot more fun than I would like to admit - and this was a really incredible ask. Thank you, anon! I experimented a bit with new phrasings and the inclusion of Dutch dialogue in this one, which was a fun challenge for me.

Too Much • Trop De Longueur

Your boyfriend is far larger than you in more ways than one - and your mouth works tirelessly to accommodate to his length.

Warnings: 18+ RPF SMUT (MDNI!!), Gender Neutral Reader, Multi-Language Dialogue, Teasing, Oral Sex (Blowjob), Size Kink/Size Difference, Swallowing Cum/Partial Facial

Joost lay sprawled on your shared bed, sheets wrinkled from his eager hands while he sat at the edged, his jean-clad legs spread out just enough for your head to go between them. He smirked down at your small frame in front of him, bringing one of his tattooed hands down to grab a fistful of your hair - you were so shy, yet so eager, practically drooling at the thought of any part of him going into your mouth while you anticipated more from him.

He fidgeted with his belt before undoing it and slipping out of his pants, letting you work his boxers off of him as you looked at him and nervously bit your lip, still wanting him, but oh so nervous at the sight of just how huge he is, especially compared to you.

"You're cute all nervous like this, baby. Go on, neem het allemaal." He rasped, patting one of his thighs while you kneeled in front of him, positioning yourself against him and suckling at the skin of his thighs before taking his long cock in one of your hands, your tongue exploring his base and tip before you opened your mouth to take his length into it - as much as you could manage, that is.

You slinked down onto him slightly, adjusting your body on the ground in front of him while you worked your mouth around him as best as you could, gagging slightly trying to take more than you could fit at once. Seeing you all teary-eyed and full of his cock in your mouth was enough to incite a chuckle out of Joost, which was quickly dampened by the sound of him groaning, your hands working whatever you couldn't fit while you drooled and bobbed on him. He was way too big to take, but seeing him shudder while you took whatever you could made the overwhelming sensation more than worthwhile.

His grip on your head was firm, guiding you and overstimulating you with the feeling of his length down your throat while you adjusted piece by piece, spit pooling onto his thighs and your chin while you bobbed your head, finding the pace that made him grit his teeth. Groans and murmured curses escaped his lips while each movement of your tongue brought him closer to the edge, beads of precum lubricating him even further while you took in the raw taste of him.

"Fuck. Liefste... fuck." He groaned, choking on his own words while he started to spill into your mouth, his hips bucking and breath shuddering while you held onto him, trying to keep him stable so you didn't choke on him any harder than you already were. His load was far too much for you to take, cum oozing from your lips and making you swallow hard while he looked down at you, your flushed lips and teary eyes were a thrilling sight to him - and he got off on the way he overtook you.

You panted finally trying to catch your breath, licking your lips and steadying yourself after milking him dry with your mouth. There wasn't a chance you could take him entirely, but it was plenty enough to get him off hard.

"Was I too big for you, hm baby?" He chuckled while you nodded at him with flushed cheeks, still taking in the sight of your cum stained lips and glossy eyes while you leaned against his thigh, wiping him off with a nearby towel and climbing into bed beside him. His lips met yours, taking you in with his tongue while he grabbed onto you, still making sure you were comfortable even despite how dirty he had just been moments prior to this. He had always cared about making sure you were okay, especially because of how much bigger he is compared to you. He knew that it could be a lot - and it was too much in the best way.

[starsaudacieuses]

Why Not??? • Pourquoi Pas???

Work at the internet café has gotten a little too boring for the night - and you and Joost take matters into your own hands after having a bit too much to drink while on the job.

Warnings: 18+ RPF CONTENT (MDNI!!), InternetCafe 24/7 AU, Female Reader, Drinking, Drunk Sex, Semi-Public Sex, Risky Sex, Mutual Pining, Sexual Tension, Desperation, Description(s)of Masturbation, Vaginal Sex, Unprotected Sex, Creampie

AN: This was a fic that I had sitting in my personal vault for a while - it needed some editing and it isn't perfect, but content is content, right? I absolutely ADORE Internetcafe Joost, so this was of course a fun one to look back on.

Working at the internet café was always the same. The routine was the same, the people were the same, and the night shifts felt impossible to get through some nights. The scent of smoke filled the office enough to linger for the night, with Joost sitting neck-deep in paperwork at his desk while he used one hand to write and the other to lazily fill out forms. 

You swept the floor underneath the desks, occasionally stopping to stand and sigh, looking at the clock and wishing that your shift would end sooner rather than later. It was only 11PM, but it felt like a lifetime had been spent with a broom in your hand. 

Not only was working difficult enough when it was this boring, it didn’t help you seeing Joost sitting at his desk so disheveled. His hair was slightly frizzy from resting against his hands (or the blank-slate of his desk if he was frustrated enough), his eyes loosely focused on the work in front of him while he occasionally bit at his bottom lip. The roughness he had written all over him was enough to make you feel a little weak in the knees - but you tried to blame the sensation in your body on the overall exhaustion from being on your feet all day. Surely that was it. That had to be it. 

Joost clicked through some tabs on his personal computer before sucking his teeth in, sighing before looking up at you sweeping in front of him. His eyes lingered for a moment too long before he spoke, his voice raspy and clearly smoke-hazed already. “I’m gonna go crazy soon. Do you wanna do something more fun?” he said while looking between you and his computer screen before patting his legs and standing up, groaning at the feeling of going from sitting to standing after being behind the computer all evening. 

“You get me.” You chuckled before putting the broom back on its hanger and sitting at one of the idle computers, slotting a disc in as Joost pulled up a chair beside you. “Do you wanna play this together…? It might kill some time.” You spoke softly while Joost nodded back at you, scooting closer while they took turns behind the desktop. The quiet hum of the office was soon overtaken by banter and laughter, and the night shift got a little easier in moments like these. It wasn’t enough to remove the heavy feeling in Joost’s limbs or the overwhelming need for rest that you had - but it was more than enough to soften their moods. 

Joost leaned back in his chair before putting a CD into the stereo system in the office, with the music filling the space further and making the atmosphere much more comfortable than it was a few moments ago. You looked at him with a brief look of adoration that you learned to wipe off as soon as you felt it creep up on yourself again, trying to gain composure while Joost continued to talk to you about his plans for when he was finally off work. Despite your wandering mind, you nodded along and spoke alongside him, with the topic eventually swapping over to the mass boredom that was constantly looming around this office after-hours. 

“Hate working here. Wish that I could go home.” Joost scoffed out, rubbing his temples with his hand before rocking in his chair slightly, finding any way possible to entertain himself as the minutes ticked by like hours. 

“I have vodka in my purse… would getting drunk… um… would that help?” You sheepishly questioned, your face flushing a slight pink while Joost looked at you like you was the best thing to ever happen to him - maybe you were, but he wouldn’t dare to admit it yet. A couple drinks in? Maybe. But not now. 

“Is that even a question?” he chuckled out, exasperation taking over his expression while you pulled the bottle from your purse. Sure, he could question why you had it, but the answer was glaringly obvious with a job like this. He just had no idea that you would come in a bit buzzed to make sweeping feel more fun on the later nights on the job - but you learn something new every day. 

The floor felt like the best bet to sit and share swigs from the bottle, with Joost taking the opportunity to sit a little too close to you. Not that you minded, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to hide the red tinge on your cheeks. You swallowed hard watching him lean back and sigh as the liquor hit his tongue, with the sight of him passing the bottle over to you being enough to make you finally break a sweat. Within an hour, the bottle went from nearly full to half gone, and coherent speech turned into something closer to babbling between the two of you, with Joost laying next to you on the floor with one of his arms lazily linked around yours. 

Something in the air shifted, maybe it was the booze, maybe it was the slower songs on Voulez-Vous taking over, or maybe it was the yearning that both you and Joost shared for one another. It was impossible to ignore laying so close, and the heat of Joost’s body against yours while you were already inebriated was enough to drive you completely, utterly crazy. The unspoken tension in the air was hazy, and the lines of being simple co-workers to something much more were being pushed further and further with each movement of Joost’s hand and each breath that escaped your lips. It was far too obvious to see from afar that both of you had feelings for one another - but neither of you would ever admit it outright - not in a million years. Actions spoke far louder than words, and the air grew thicker with each passing moment. 

Joost craned his neck over slightly to look at you, and he couldn’t hold off on you for much longer. Your lips were parted softly, clearly lost in thought while you shifted from your back to your side. Facing each other made both of their eyes widen, and it was almost natural to lean in, with Joost’s lips finally meeting your desperate mouth, a soft moan getting lost between trails of spit and sloppy kisses while Joost took your eagerness as a sign to go further, his tongue softly mingling with yours and making the contact that both of you so desperately needed. It was almost electric, and a simple kiss turned into making out and fondling in what felt like the blink of an eye. 

Joost seamlessly lifted you up onto one of the desks in the spacious office, parting your legs so that he could position himself between you. The increasing bulge in his pants was completely impossible to ignore, and you leaned back instinctively. This was something you had fantasized about more times than you’d even like to think back on - but shit, this was all too real. 

“You know there’s cameras in here, right?! We could lose our jobs…” You stammered, looking up at Joost’s tall gaze while he continued to unbutton your blouse, his hands making careful, practiced movements. It was like he had thought about this a million times before. Sure, he has to undress himself every day, but did he really have to be this good at doing it to you, too? Nothing about him was fair. Not to you. Every movement he made was enough to make you shudder, and working with him made the job much more interesting - but it was never enough just to fucking look. “Oh, why not.” he murmured while settling overtop of you, his movements sloppy while he used one hand to grope at your thigh, watching you squirm underneath him was something that brought a new sense of hunger to his already unsatisfied palate, and he brought his beer-stained lips down to kiss you again while slipping into you, both of you letting out muffled sounds into one another's lips while he began to set a pace for himself. His head was completely fuzzy, but no drunken daze was enough to conceal how real his want for you was.

The sensation was a complete sensory overload within both of you. God knows that the two of you both spent a lot of downtime ogling each other in one way or another. You spent an undignified amount of time fanning his name out from under your lips like a spell, the intoxicating sight of him at work being more than enough for your dirtiest fantasies spent thrusting into yourself under the covers. But this was more than that. Oddly enough, this was real - and this was better than anything you had spent your time imagining. Never did you think it would happen like this, and you let out a choked whimper against his skin, grabbing onto his shoulder tightly while his pace quickened steadily. Despite his slightly drunken stupor occasionally making him stutter, he was good. 

His thrusts were sloppy, one hand holstering his body weight up against the desk and the other keeping you steady under him. Your movements under him told him everything he needed to know, the desperation in your sharp moans only egging him on further while you throbbed around him. He had ached for this more than he would ever admit, and the reactions he was getting only added fuel to the fire building up between you. The desperation that the pair had was entirely mutual; and although neither of you would ever say it sober, it was hard to handle most shifts. You whined underneath him, your voice growing hoarse with each squeal that was coaxed out of you through harsh thrusts and whispered praise. His voice was slurred while he slid in and out of you, the slick folds of your arousal making it hard for him to speak while his head spun - and it wasn’t just the alcohol that was getting to him.

“Fuck. God… I’ve needed this for so long. You. Shit.” he crooned out, his voice unsteady while his grip tightened on your leg. You took this as a sign to wrap it around his slender torso, roping him into you even deeper. The sensation was enough to finally make both of you tumble over the edge of release, the increased depth hitting both of their sweet spots just right while the noises in the office got louder for a brief moment in time. You sputtered against Joost’s hot skin, his breathing shaking while he folded over onto you, his weight slack against your body while you tried to catch your breath, hot white fluid spilling over your edges while your legs shook and you gasped from the aftershocks.

The gentle hum of the office went from tiring to almost… relaxing. Joost let out a stifled yawn against the palm of his hand before sitting back up, looking around and eyeing the pile of paperwork on his desk. He sucked his teeth in before speaking, looking between you and the observable responsibilities in front of him. 

“I guess I’m-” he cut himself off before speaking again, momentarily taking a second to blink after second-guessing himself and proving to be correct. “I guess we’re getting written up, huh?”

Despite the flush on their cheeks still lingering, both you and Joost propped back upwards and managed to continue working, occasionally looking at each other knowingly, continuing to complain about the workplace, and finding any chances they could to get a little too close for working grounds. 

Any writeup in the world was worth this.

[eenhoorndestinyy]

europapa joost x unity joost👀👀