CUZ IM PRETTY LIKE A GIRL - joost x reader
content: rpf, m4a, gn!reader, young!joost, sub!joost, established relationship, makeup, making out, hand job (reader giving), edging, a bit of hair pulling, begging, slight roughness, but ultimately fluff, praise
notes: chat im in a writing slump so have a fic i wrote a while ago... save me kogels mv joost save me... aaaand this isn't proof-read much slime me out
you didn’t even let joost wash his makeup off before you already pushed him onto the couch, getting on top of him.
he was mumbling something against your lips as you kissed him, but you pressed him closer, shutting him up. your boyfriend was just done filming a music video for his new song “kogels”, where he had to put on some dark mascara and lipstick, and as soon as you saw him with it, you realized something about yourself…
it was the first time you’d seen him with makeup on, and you didn’t know how much it would turn you on. you were sure you had spent a good minute just staring at joost’s pretty face before you snapped out of it and got him to your apartment as soon as you could.
you didn’t realize how rough you were being with him right now, hungrily kissing him as if you’ve been waiting for this your whole life, already grinding your lower body against his. you grabbed him by the chin as you pulled away, panting and taking in how confused but equally as turned on he looked. god, he was so pretty, looking up at you with his blue puppy dog eyes, the lipstick slightly smeared on his lips. it even made you kind of annoyed how pretty he was.
"schat, what are you doing?” joost asked, puzzled about how fervent you seemed. "a-are you okay?”
"uh, yeah, yeah, i’m fine.” you blinked. “i just…” you tried to seem polite, like you weren’t absolutely burning with desire for this pretty boy in front of you – but you just couldn’t. “i can’t anymore, i just– i want you.”
you said that with such urgency and honesty that joost couldn’t help but feel those words go straight to his dick, squirming in place from the sudden rise of heat in his body. he sheepishly looked away, shifting further on the couch.
“oh, ja? wauw, that’s uhh… dat is geweldig, bro!” he had a tendency to say stupid things when he was really flustered, which he was right now - extremely.
his awkward stutters didn’t turn you off at all, somehow, which made you even more frustrated. you moved your hips around, creating friction between yours and his crotch, pleased to feel a certain bulge forming right where you were sitting. you guessed that you weren’t the only one who was too easy to turn on.
“is this also geweldig?” you raised your eyebrows, slightly grinding against his growing erection, to tease him.
“fuck—“ joost cursed under his breath from the pressure applied right where he needed it – but not enough. "j-ja, very...”
smirking to yourself, you then bring his face closer to yours, capturing his lips with yours, continuing to smear the lipstick. you didn’t waste time with foreplay, the slow kisses that would eventually build up into something more; no, you went straight to what you knew would get joost riled up. and you were right - his chest was already rising up and down rapidly against yours, and he let out the most adorable little whimper every time you pressed your lips further, your tongue almost brushing against his.
after toying with kissing him, you pulled away, wiping the accumulated saliva off your bottom lip. your hand then went down his body, stopping at the area of his pelvis.
joost was still catching his breath, looking up at you with dazed eyes. your fingers made contact with his skin under his black and white striped shirt, and you moved them around his pubic bone, threatening to go lower any second now. you felt joost’s stomach clench under your touch, and you saw that he was watching your hand intently, waiting for you to touch him further with bated breath.
fuck, that was so adorable. you felt his hardening cock even through his low-waist jeans, and you knew that he was anticipating your touch greatly. you dragged your fingers across the sensitive skin under the waistband of his boxers and slightly pulled on it, revealing a bit of his happy trail. you weren’t looking there, though; you were looking at his reaction.
joost’s lips were parted, still holding his breath, still watching the movements of your hand. after you paused, his eyes went up to yours, and he silently pleaded with you for more, asking you to go on, telling you that he needed you to. and how could you refuse him?
not saying a word as well, you slowly undid the belt of his pants, then worked on the zipper. soon you had full access to his already hard cock, leaking pre-cum through the thin black fabric of his boxers. as you paused again, joost slightly whimpered from you looking at him like that, and you felt his hips twitch beneath you.
you weren’t going to simply give him what he wanted right away, even though you also wanted to see him melt under your touch as soon as possible. you were still irrationally mad at him for being so pretty while literally doing nothing, and you were going to take out your frustration on him just a bit.
your hand moved down to palm his cock through his boxers, fingers tracing its outlines and your thumb circling over the tip. you did what you were trying to achieve – joost abruptly gasped, biting his lower lip. pleasure spread all over him like a warm wave, leaving his whole body tingling with a weird feeling that made him even more sensitive. your movements were slow and rather comforting compared to the raw lust you were kissing him with before, and he closed his eyes, fully letting you do whatever you wanted with him.
you gave him one more stroke before taking out his cock from his boxers, giving him the skin-to-skin contact he wanted. your hand moved to its base, as he rocked his hips forward on instinct, shakily sighing from how much anticipation was building up inside of him. you gently dragged your hand up his length, then thumbed the tip again, spearing the white droplets of pre-cum over the slit.
you didn’t mean to be this careful and slow with him now, it just happened on its own. you were too mesmerized by how beautiful he looked, his eyebrows knitting together as he still didn’t open his eyes, relaxing his head against the back of the couch. it was a sight to behold, and you didn’t want to break some weirdly enchanting intimacy that was between you right now, even though he was the only one being touched.
it was about him – even you thought so. the goal of what you were doing, the desire you got so worked up about, was to watch him, to take in more of his pretty features, his pretty face so cutely adorned with that dark mascara and lipstick.
you kept softly stroking him, and you felt that joost was getting impatient. his bitten-back whimpers were getting more frequent, and he was squirming in place more. you finally snapped out of the trance that he had gotten you into, a small smirk spreading across your face. now that you got him wanting even more, you could really tease the hell out of him.
with that in mind, your lips found his neck, pressing kisses against his shoulder and collarbone that you had to pull his shirt to the side to get to. not giving him time to adjust, you left the first bite mark, tongue circling over the skin you captured between your teeth.
joost didn’t expect that, so he couldn’t stop the moan that escaped his mouth, after which he bit his lip with embarrassment. you kept adorning his neck with small traces of your teeth while your hand slowly went up and down his length, teasing him with the unsatisfying pace. joost felt disarmed under you and your touch, so he just tried to keep quiet, hoping that you will speed up soon.
"what, is this not enough for you, baby?” you spoke to him, a grin evident in your voice.
"mhm, i want more,” joost mumbled, as he snuggled his face into your shoulder in embarrassment. the steady pace of your hand softly stroking his cock was almost intoxicating, making his mind hazy and slow. “alsjeblieft…”
“wow, and i didn’t even have to tell you to beg.”
you didn’t answer his plea, though; it was the complete opposite. you seized the movements of your hand completely, stopping at the base of his cock. joost mumbled something in protest, but he couldn’t deny how good this teasing felt, sending electric tingles down his spine. despite him muttering against your shoulder, asking you to touch him more, he was still too shy about it for your liking. you wanted him to be so desperate that he would tell you how much he needed you out loud. you felt his cock twitch against your hand, and you knew he needed just a bit more to bring him there.
you tangled your fingers in joost’s light hair and slightly tugged his head back to face you, making him let out an almost embarrassingly loud moan. his face was flushed red, and his mascara was ruined from his slightly damp eyes.
“c’mon, please,” joost almost whined, throwing his head back onto the couch pillow. “ik kan niet-”
“what was that?” you sweetly cooed at him. you dragged your fingers along his length again, slowly, feeling how hard he was for you.
“ik ben–“ it looked like the more overstimulated you made him, the more he lost the ability to speak proper english, and now he was left mumbling something incoherent for a moment. “i-i need you, please,” you managed to hear him breathe out between his whimpers.
Fuck, that almost made you give in and do whatever he asked of you... but still, you brought your face closer to his, pressing your lips to his warm cheek.
“mm, and what do you need me to do?” you almost purred in satisfaction.
“i need you–” joost struggled to open his eyes, but leaned into your touch nonetheless, snuggling his face to your neck. His breath sent shivers down your spine, but you remained collected. "i need you to let me cum, please, please,” he kept on mumbling something, his voice cracking up in the cutest way, as he rested his forehead against your shoulder.
feeling pity for him, you smiled. you were also proud of yourself for making him like this, so you pressed a kiss to his temple and finally sped up the movements of your hand.
as soon as you did that, you felt joost already begin to grind against your hand. his whimpers now sounded more unstable, as he seemed to bite the fabric of your t-shirt to try to keep quiet.
you didn’t let him do that for too long, though, because soon you urged his head up, making him look at you. the expression on his face was just precious, and you felt your heart skip a beat – you were quite aroused yourself, after all.
you kept up the faster pace of your hand, his hips twitching with every stroke, and he closed his eyes, not being able to handle the lovesick way you were looking at him. smiling to yourself at how adorable he was, you bring your other hand to his face, and slightly grip his face by the chin. joost opened his eyes in surprise, but let you pull him closer nonetheless.
“c’mere, baby,” you said in a hushed, gentle voice, bringing your lips to his.
joost clearly didn’t have enough energy to make this kiss a proper one, but you liked how messily he pressed his lips against yours even more. unlike what you were doing to him with your hand, the kiss itself felt sweet and innocent compared to how fervently you were making out before, even with joost’s constant whimpers and badly bitten back moans. pulling away for a moment, you took another look at his pretty face, admiring his damp eyes and puffy lips.
“you’re so pretty,” you whispered.
those words seemed to make joost trip over the edge completely, because he closed his eyes shut with a pathetic moan, quickly hiding his face in your shoulder again. you felt his whole lower body tremble – he wasn’t used to taking compliments. you were aiming to change that, though.
"mm, fuck, ik ben zo dichtbij, alsjeblieft, nog een beetje meer, g-ga door,” joost kept mumbling against the crook of your neck, his words slurring into a whiny mess that was music to your ears.
you only felt him take a shaky gasp before he tensed up against you, slowing down the movements of his hips with a loud moan. you felt something warm on your palm and fingers, as joost breathed heavily against your shoulder, trying to regain his composure. his breathing was mixed with hoarse whimpers; he was still riding out his orgasm.
“you did so good, hun,” you said in a soft quiet voice, pressing your lips to his temple once again, soothing him. you felt that his hair was damp with sweat. “my sweet boy… take a moment if you need, i got you.”
joost he felt like he was about to melt from both the warmth of your lips against his temple and your hand petting his blond hair. it all added to his overstimulation, making him sensitive to every single touch and word.
he kept breathing heavily, his face hidden in the crook of your neck, not wanting to ever leave your embrace — the orgasm had taken a lot of energy from him, and he felt especially tired right now, also because he had a whole day of shooting a music video behind him. you did help him relax, but now he felt like he wanted to stay like this forever.
“you usually don't say stuff like that to me,” joost said quietly, his voice still not as strong as usual. after a pause, he added, his tiredness preventing him from feeling awkward. “i like that…”
“well, i know i’m not so… gentle with you, most of the time,” you smiled, admitting that you knew you weren’t the most openly affectionate person before. “but i can change that, y’know?”
joost didn’t respond, but you felt him press closer to you, as if wanting to say something without actually speaking. for some reason, you felt that he wanted you to know that he was grateful. having him snuggle up to you like this after you basically overstimulated the hell out of him made your heart just melt with adoration.
“okay, let’s clean you up now,” you said softly, reaching for a box of tissues on the table next to you.
joost had to loosen the embrace a bit to let you use the wet tissue on him and your fingers. he couldn’t help but slightly whimper again, still sensitive, as you gently cleaned him up. he felt a small sting of embarrassment, having you take care of things he was able to do himself, but it also gave him a sense of comfort, being with someone willing to do something like this for him.
as soon as you were done with that and zipped up his pants once more, he immediately hugged you tightly again, returning to the previous position with his face against your shoulder. joost often got clingy after sex or something intimate like this, so you were used to it. you simply smiled and hugged him back, your fingers lazily playing with his light hair.
