Val•20s•here to write and talk about Joe•
Series:
Second String
Fallin All In You
Imagines that might be series idk:
Cabin Fever
Jealous!Joe
Dad!Joe
Chubby!Reader
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Discoholic 🪩
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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JBB: An Artblog!
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ojovivo
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Origami Around
Acquired Stardust
dirt enthusiast
i don't do bad sauce passes
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Kaledo Art
hello vonnie

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Val•20s•here to write and talk about Joe•
Series:
Second String
Fallin All In You
Imagines that might be series idk:
Cabin Fever
Jealous!Joe
Dad!Joe
Chubby!Reader
Between Us
Pairing: Joe Burrow x Fem!Reader
Summary: Your and Joe are secretly dating while attending a dinner with some of the Bengals players. You exit the dinner to use the bathroom, and Joe follows. A soft moment between the two of you ensues.
A/N : Hi cuties! This is my first fic, please feel free to live comments and tips to improve my writing!! Also my requests are open so let me know what you want to read!! Enjoy!
The night is young, the restaurant is packed . Soft laughter and warm lighting fills the room with aroma. You sit in a satin dress with a color that compliments you exceptionally well. Surrounding you are members of the Bengals , all enjoying each other's presence. And across from you is none other than your lover , Joe.
Of course the rest of the team didn’t know that, it was something between the two of you. To them you were just a close friend of Joe’s. Nothing immoral, just what’s best for the both of you. You know how Joe’s fans can be , and it’s just what’s best for now . It’s not a permanent thing but it’s doable.
You enjoy the presence of the dinner , Ja Marr speaks to the table telling a joke they all laugh at, Joe throws his head back in laughter. Soft curls falling into his face. You glance up at him as you take in his features. “ Not enjoying yourself?” One of the football wives asks you, unknowingly interrupting your admiration . Across the table, Joe turns his head slightly toward the conversation between the lady and you, in front of him. “ Oh” you laugh, “ I am, I’m just watching and listening,” you state and smile in response. The football wife gives a warm smile in response.
As another hour passes, it’s filled with soft jazz music, dining and good times. You softly excuse yourself to the bathroom not knowing Joe is following right behind you. You make it to the hallway as something softly grabs your hand. You turn to see Joe’s eyes meeting you. Without a word he pulls you into the family bathroom. “ Baby” he starts as he locks the door, his arms wrapping around your waist, “ what’s up with you tonight.”
You sigh and melt into his touch, “ nothing I’m just enjoying the night . I also think the Coq au Vin upset my stomach” you reply with a laugh. He laughs in return as he states “ I’m not sure why you ordered it, you know you have a sensitive stomach.” You both laugh as you stand in the bathroom embracing one another.
He leans down and softly kisses you on the lips. You return the kiss with passion and your hands move to wrap themselves around his neck. You pull back slightly and whisper delicately, “ I wish we could be us, together, in public”. You notice the flicker of sadness in his eyes , he rubs your back softly. “ I know, I know. I’m sorry” he replies, his head dropping slightly. You cup his head in your hands and bring his head up so your eyes can meet. “ Hey, it’s okay. It’s a small setback that will pass, soon we can be us together, but until then I’m still yours. Okay?” You ask delicately.
He nods , his eyes shining with admiration. He cups your face in his hands and brings you in for another kiss. You both stand there enjoying each other's presence, at the moment it’s just you two. No secret relationship, no staring eyes , no dinner party. Just Joe and you.
Bye Cuties!! I hope you enjoyed!
𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐫.𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰-🔞
𝐴 𝐶𝑒𝑜 𝐽𝑜𝑒 𝐵𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘!𝐴𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡
𝑆𝑦𝑛𝑜𝑝𝑠𝑖𝑠: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝑟. 𝐵𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑐ℎ ℎ𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑜𝑡 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒,𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝐽𝑠, 𝑒𝑡𝑐. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒ℎ𝑜𝑤, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑟𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: Slight 𝑆𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜 𝑀𝐷𝑁𝐼.
Word Count: 1.2K
Around the holidays, the average CEO would make you take Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day off. But your boss, he was the complete opposite. Mr.Burrow love to give his employees the whole week of Christmas and New Year’s off so people could have lot’s of time to spend the holidays with their families. This year was going to be a bit different for you. Last week, your boss asked you to spend Christmas with him in. You agreed only if you still had a chance to visit your family in Michigan for Christmas.
You shortly arrived to his home in Athens and looking at it, the exterior design was beautiful. "It's simple but it's perfect for me," he said. "I bought this home shortly after I took over my father's company. Let's go inside away from this cold air."
"Thanks for letting me stay over for the holidays Mr. Burrow," you expressed in gratitude. "Just to be clear, I still want to visit my family in Michigan."
"Y/N, just call me Joe," he replied. "And yes, we will still visit your family for Christmas. Let me show you to the guest room and the bathroom you will be using." As you walked up the stairs behind Joe, you looked at the different decor and designs of the house. "My mother helped me with some of the interior decorating. I guess she didn't trust me enough to decorate my own home." The movements came to a halt when the two of you stopped in front of what you assumed to be one of the guest rooms. "Here you go Y/N," he said while opening the door. "It took a couple of days to get it ready to your liking."
"Mr.Burrow-I mean Joe," you quickly corrected yourself. "This is absolutely amazing, I love it!"
"That's great, I left some Christmas Pajamas for you to wear through out the time you will be staying here."
"Thanks Joe. I'm going to unpack right now so I can get comfy."
For the first three days of staying with Joe, plenty of activities were done. From watching Christmas movies, making holiday snacks, last minute shopping, and of course, we can't forget the amount of sex y'all were having. Who said you couldn't get a little naughty for Christmas, am I right? For the fourth day, which was Christmas , you and Joe finally took that long awaited drive to Detroit to visit family. When you arrived at your parent's house, they were shocked to see that their daughter brought home a man.
"So Y/N, this must be my future son-in-law," your father Kenneth joked. Your mom Nicole, playfully slapped your there. "Kenny! This is Y/N's boss. Don't mind my husband, he just like to joke but it's so nice to finally meet you."
"I have heard great things about you two and I brought gifts for the whole entire family if that's ok with you?" Joe asked, showing the pile of presents behind you and him. "I heard you like coach Mrs. Nicole and I heard you were a big Michigan fan Mr. Kenneth."
"Those facts are true and take a seat and relax. You guy's has a long drive to get here."
"Wait, you actually did what at Cedar Point?" Joe looked at your mother wide eyes.
"Well Joe I have claustrophobia so being on those restraints were not fun plus I had an MRI earlier in the year." Your mom was telling Joe the story of how you and her were about to ride the Gatekeeper and before the ride could take off, she chickened out, leaving you to ride alone. (Based off a true story)
"Mom, you're embarrassing me in front of my boss," you groaned and roll your eyes.
"It's ok Y/N," your boss calmed you down. "I am sure she didn't me to do that."
“I know but it’s so embarrassing for me.”
Dinner was finally over and you and your mom were in the kitchen. “Y/N, may I ask you something?”
“Sure mom, what is it?” You replied.
“Is there something going on between you and your boss?” When she asked you those words, you instantly stopped in your tracks. The flashback from yesterday was coming back to you.
*start of flashback*
On Christmas eve, you and Joe were making gingerbread houses gingerbread people at his dining room table when a drop of frosting accidently got on Joe. "Oh Joe, you got some frosting on you," you slightly cooed. "Let me help you with that."
"Thanks Y/N," he said to you. What he didn't expect for you directly lick the icing off of him. He was a little shocked but then decided to frosting on you "accidently" on your breasts since the top two buttons of your top was unbuttoned. "Ooops, my bad. Let me get that for you Y/N." He proceeded to lick the Icing off of you and continued decorating the gingerbread house. "You did that on purpose Joe," you scoffed.
“And what if I did?” He asked.
The next you thing you know, you and Joe were having sex on that dining table. He was balls deep into you, pounding into you from behind. "Oh, Joe fuck," you moaned, but followed with a yelp when he smacked your ass.
"That's Mr. Burrow to you Y/N," he growled. Grabbing half of your hair, he slightly pulled your head back and kissed you. "You like that, Hmm?"
"Yes Mr. Burrow!" You cried as he pistoned his cock in and out of you. "You fuck me this pussy so good Mr. Burrow!" Taking his hand, Mr. Burrow played with your clit in a steady motion to build up your orgasm. "Such a good girl Y/N," he praised. "Taking your boss's cock so well!" The way Mr.Burrow would dirty talk to you was enough to make you cum on the spot. Your heated core was starting to tighten around the thick veiny shaft of your boss's cock signaling indicating your orgasm was approaching. "Is my good girl gonna come for me?" he teased. "I know you're about to cum, don't hold back." With the last few thrusts of your boss, you squirted. Juices leaked on to the floor with some landing on him. He followed suit and did cum shots all over your ass cheek. "I guess the gingerbread wasn't the only thing getting covered in white icing," he slightly laugh and it made you roll your eyes. But then, you soon began to laugh to.
*end of flashback*
"Y/N, are you even listening to me?"
"Huh?"
Your mother called out to you causing your thoughts to be broken. She asked you for the fifth time if you and Joe were together which you quickly answered "Everything is fine between and Mr. Burrow. He is only my boss!" You quickly walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room to sit next to your boss and dad.
When Christmas dinner was over, you and Joe began to head back to Cincinnati. The car ride was silent for majority of the ride until you decided to break the silence. "Joe," you called out to him.
"Yes?" He responded. "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah I am just wondering, what are we?"
Author’s Note: Merry Christmas Everyone. What do we think about Y/N question her status with her boss? I do plan for them to get together. I just have to figure out how. Anyways enjoy the holiday and if you don’t celebrate Christmas, enjoy Thursday. Happy Holidays and love y’all so much😘
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joe burrow didn’t play his best tonight but there is absolutely no reason for fans to be yelling at him from the stands or saying any of the disgusting things they are on social media !! so, so glad ja’marr stood up for him
he’s worked so, so hard for this team for so many years, to the point he cut his own cast off because he wanted so bad to be out on the field and win games, and make it to the playoffs and this is how fans treat him ?? hypocritical !!
the second any player shows any type of emotion, people hold it against them and it is so so so disgusting. i hope everyone comes to realise they are humans with feelings too, not just our favourite athletes.
all my love to joe, and all the players. playing for a team that doesn’t give a fuck about them. and a big fuck you to zac taylor !
Even though I have been a fan of the bengals for a short period of time, I can definitely see that this man does so much for his team. I hate that he is not getting the respect he deserves.
Poor Joe :( that’s insane
JOE BURROW — the met
summary — he didn’t think she got invited. she tricked him and shows up anyway.
warnings — fem!olympian!reader, fluff, language, smut, barely proofread
note — not entirely happy with this but if i keep looking at it i’m gonna scrap it. so pls be nice :)
tags — @willowsnook @starsinthesky5 @joeyburrrow @joeyfranchise @hannahjessica113 @hotburreaux @iosivb9 @softburrow @irishmanwhore @kazsbrckkers @sportyphile @ebsmind @joecoolburrow @wickedfun9 (comment/send an ask to be added!)
“WHAT?” HE WAS FURIOUS. His hands gripped the invitation, but he stared at her empty hands. His eyes were blown with disbelief, his heart pumping wildly in his chest; she didn’t get invited. His girlfriend, a gold medalist in the Olympics, didn’t get invited.
“Joe, it’s not the end of the world,” she tried to assure him, “it’s high fashion. It’s not really my thing,”
“Babe, I wanted you there with me. I don’t want to walk that carpet by myself,” he answered her, raking his free hand through his curls. The Met Gala, a prestigious gathering of the rich to show off different themes each year. People ate it up, and she always looked forward to seeing what her favorite celebrities wore.
pls pls pls tell me you’re updating falling all in you!!!! i need to know she gets her happy ending with joe 😭
I will! Haha 😭 I actually have had the next chapter done for awhile but I don’t really like it so I’ve been going back and forth about publishing it!
breathe || joe burrow x reader
description: when the weight of everything around him comes crashing down, joe only needs one person. the one person who could help him breathe
a/n: requested by my love @yelenasbraid!! this is so rushed and not my best writing at all but here we are :)
warnings: angst, fluff, mentions and descriptions of anxiety
word count: 4.4k
taglist (ask to be added): @joeyfranchise @joeyb1989 @joeyburrrow @softburrow @burrowbarbie @yelenasbraid @lovelyburrow @majestic87 @grittysbiggestfan @definitelynotdomanique @starkeyswomen @lilfreakjez @fourburrow
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The locker room was suffocating after the loss against the Chargers. The air was heavy with the scent of sweat, bitter frustration, and dissatisfaction. Reporters circled like preying vultures, their questions sharp and relentless, making the voices inside his head even louder. Cameras flashed without any hesitation, the artificial light burning into his already pounding head. His ears rang, his pulse thundered against the walls of his arteries, and the words coming at him blurred together into one indistinct buzz.
Joe could barely hear himself think.
❝ love language, j. burrow. ❞ ┉
⁎⠀┉⠀summary: joe burrow was made to be a husband. your honeymoon is proof enough that loving you is his love language.
⁎⠀┉⠀author's note: inspired by a couple of anon requests! another addition to the joe can't shut up when he's in love agenda. no real plot, no real substance. took me a solid month to write this so i tried to incorporate as many reqs as i could <3
⁎⠀┉⠀warnings: smut, please do not interact with my work if you are under 18. language, sexual content, excessive usage of husband and wife/mr. and mrs., breeding kink, reader mentions ovulating, massage, cheesy dialogue, oral sex (fem receiving), mention of butt stuff but no actual butt stuff, backshots!!, mirror sex, praise kink if you squint.
⁎⠀┉⠀pairing: joe burrow x wife!reader.
⁎⠀┉⠀word count: 8k.
In the bustling backroom of the grand ballroom, you stood tall and radiant, your brown eyes sparkling with a blend of excitement and exhaustion. The scent of your bouquet of baby breaths filled the small space, mingling with the faint aroma of Joe's cologne. You took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the wedding gown you had spent months choosing.
Joe, dressed sharply in his tuxedo, leaned against the wall with his arms folded, his blue eyes dancing with amusement as he watched you fidget with your dress. "You look like you're about to jump out of your skin," he said, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.
I will be updating this week finally! 🤣
hotel room
pairing: cocky!joe burrow x reader
summary: you and joe have been hooking up for the past year, and joe wants to stop, but he just can’t and continues to string you along, so you make the choice for him
warnings: language, angst, slight smut
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part 2
a/n: i’m back???? also this is mad shitty, but it’s been a year, so i’m a bit rusty
the sound of your phone ringing is enough to wake you from your sleep. you roll over to face the nightstand and grab your phone. you check the time and it’s 3:13 am. who the fuck is calling me this late? you think. your question is answered when you check the caller id, joey<3 is in big white letters across the top of your phone screen.
“hello?” you answer. “you busy right now?” joe immediately asks. really? no greeting? “no joe of course i’m not busy at 3:15 in the morning.” “good. come over.” he demands. “didn’t you say the last time we did this that we couldn’t do it again?” you inquire. “i know what i said y/n. just one more time. please. i need you.” joe basically begs you. you sigh. “fine give me fifteen minutes.”
you slowly begin to get up from your bed and head to your bathroom. you brush out your hair and pull a claw clip from your drawer to put into your hair. you walk out of the bathroom and into your closet; you grab a pair of spandex booty shorts and an oversized tshirt. you find some socks and your air forces and slide them on your feet. you take one last look at yourself in the mirror before grabbing your phone, wallet, and keys and heading out the front door.
why do i do this to myself? you ask yourself every single time you leave to meet up with joe. you know how this ends; you hook up, he tells you it’s the last time, then you leave. it’s an endless cycle. he has you under his thumb, and no matter how hard you try, you can’t escape him.
the drive to joe’s place gives you the time to think about how you wound up here, driving in your car to go hook up with joe burrow.
you met joe at your friend’s bachelorette party which was at her favorite club. that night, joe was there with his teammates celebrating the bengals’ win against the chiefs. the moment he walked into the club his eyes were drawn to you immediately, and yours to his. about thirty minutes went by before he actually approached you.
you could feel the tension lingering in the air just begging to be released. joe asked you to go home with him and how could you say no? looking back on it now, you should have.
your thoughts are cut off by your phone ringing. you look at the caller id, and surprise surprise, it’s joe. “yes?” you answer. “where are you? you told me to give you fifteen minutes and it’s been twenty.” joe asks you. “joe i’m literally pulling up right now, calm down.” before he’s able to respond, you hang up and pull into his driveway.
you get out of your car and walk towards his front door, but before you can knock, the door swings open revealing a shirtless joe standing in front of you. you take a few seconds to admire him before he grabs your hand and pulls you into the house.
before you can even get a word in, he’s kissing you roughly, your tongues and teeth clashing together. “jump.” joe tells you breathlessly. you jump and wrap your legs around his waist, with his hand coming to rest on your ass. he begins to walk to his bedroom that you’ve become way too familiar with. joe kicks open the door and sits down on the bed, so you’re sitting in his lap. you mindlessly start to grind against his clothed cock.
joe breaks the kiss to look into your eyes. “you’re so beautiful, you know that?” he says to you, and you almost believe him. “joe please don’t say that.” “why not?” he asks you, confused. “because when you say things like that you make it so much harder to leave.” joe gives you a look you can’t decipher. “we both know you’re not gonna leave.” he smirks at you. “this is the last time joe i mean it. listen, there’s something i have to tell you.” you can’t look him in the eyes at this point. “what is it baby?” joe brings his hand up to hold your cheek. “i got a job offer in new york. it’s my dream job and it pays well, so i have to take it.”
joe stays silent for a few second before he moves you off of him so he can stand up. “so you’re leaving? just like that? you’re gonna throw everything we have away?” he says while beginning to pace back and forth. “everything we have? joe we’re fuck buddies! that’s all we are and that’s all we’ll ever be!” you raise your voice at him. “if you think we’re just fuck buddies then you’re fucking blind y/n!” “how am i blind joseph? please enlighten me!” you spit at him. “have you not noticed that every time you come over, i try to convince you to stay? i’ve offered to make you dinner, i’ve asked you to be with me on valentine’s day, i’ve tried everything to make you see that i’m in love with you!” the moment those words leave his mouth, you freeze. “you’re what?” “i’m in love with you y/n. i have been since the night i met you. every time you leave, i get this feeling that i hate. i don’t wanna be away from you.” he tries to step closer to you, but you don’t let him. “joe, no. don’t do this. don’t say you love me; we both know you don’t mean it. you’re only saying this because you don’t wanna lose the only girl that will be at your beck and call whenever you please.” you can feel the tears prickling at your eyes.
“what? no y/n. i love you. i really do. please stay in ohio, and let me prove it to you.” he begins to beg. “joe i can’t. we both know that we wouldn’t work. i’m sorry i can’t do this.” you stand up from his bed and walk out of his bedroom. you can hear joe’s footsteps following behind you. “y/n please don’t leave.” you don’t respond and continue walking towards his front door, but before you can open it, joe’s hand is on the doorknob. “don’t do this. don’t take that job. stay here with me, just give this a chance. please.” you find the courage to look up, and you see a tear going down his cheek. “joey listen, if you had told me this a long time ago, i would have given us a chance, and i wouldn’t take the job. it’s too late for us. i’m sorry joe, but i have to go.” he says nothing and lets go of the doorknob. you open the door and begin walking towards your car. the moment you get in and lock your doors, you break down. of course you’re in love with joe, but this is your dream job. you can’t let anything or anyone stand in the way of that, not even joe. you compose yourself and put your car into drive, not looking back. deep down you know you’ve made the right choice, but you can’t help but think about what could’ve been.
The Girl Behind the Camera
Pair: Joe Burrow x Videographer!Reader
Descr: When The Bengals hire a new social media manager, people start to notice a certain QB coming out of his shell.
TW: mentions of sex, nudity, gossip, racism, classism, invasion of privacy, protective boyfriend!Joe.
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WC: 2083
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"Which of your teammates would you rather be stranded on a deserted island with for 72 hours?"
Was the question being asked on the way out from practice. From behind the black and white jerseys Joe could hear the bouts of laughter from each answer. Most of his more outgoing teammates thoroughly enjoyed walking up to the woman with the camera on a day to day basis, while others like him avoided making simple eye contact with her.
But today's Friday and Fridays are very special on this practice field. Not only do they have shorter practices but the recurring sports journalist major with a sometimes too sunny attitude, is replaced with the new silk press and brown glossy lips-wearing photographer that could stop him in the middle of the busiest highways just with her smile.
"Hey 9!" You beam as he approaches you with rosy cheeks. "Wanna hear today's question?"
I'd listen to anything coming from those pretty lips.
Football season so I’m back!
down bad || joe burrow x reader
description: you and joe go to your best friend’s wedding and it’s very clear that you both are soo down bad for each other ;)
a/n: bye i cannot believe i wrote this in 3.5 days because I was SO excited to write it. it’s just so 🤭 it’s definitely somethingggg 🤭🤭 also am i like one of the only people who thinks headband joe is peak joe. like his hair right now is amazing, but headband joe just makes me melt.
warnings: smut, language, and more smut, you both are perpetually horny
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“Joe!” You moaned as you felt the hot shower water dripping down your body. Joe’s head fell to the crook of your neck, sucking the soft skin which would be sure to leave a purple mark.
“Shit, don’t stop,” you cried as he pounded into you, your body starting to feel sore since you have had your arms wrapped around his neck and legs around his waist for a good half hour. He was helping you out by holding you up, but everything about what was happening in the shower made you feel sore, in a good way of course.
“Y/N…” he groaned. “Fuck, you feel so good,”.
You felt a familiar sensation in your stomach as he continued to thrust into you, his grip on your waist tightening.“I’m close,” you whisper as you throw your head back against the shower wall.
“Shit, hang on for me baby,” Joe said as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, pushing you up against the wall each time. You whined at the feeling of him pushing himself deeper inside of you, which you thought was impossible.
“Joe,” you whimpered again. “Right there,”. Joe’s rapid pace and deep thrusts were pushing you closer and closer to your orgasm, his cock grazing your g-spot.
You move one of your hands into his wet curls and push him closer to your face, capturing him in a sloppy kiss as he continues to thrust into you. One particularly rough thrust causes you to break away. You felt the rubber band in your core snap as were clenching around his cock, “Joe,” you moaned into his ear as you came.
“Y/N,” he moaned as he felt himself reaching his own pleasure. A few more thrusts later, you felt hot spurts of his cum fill your slick core as his head dropped down to your shoulder again, pressing soft kisses on your collarbone.
As the water continued to rain down on you both, Joe and You stood in each other's arms, your bodies entwined in the lingering heat of your love. You knew that in that moment, there was no place you would rather be than together, lost in the blissful embrace of the shower.
“I love you,” he pants while pressing a few more kisses on your lips.
“I love you too,” you say back with a smile.
A little while later, you're standing in front of the bathroom mirror in your pink robe as you inspect the new purple marks littered around your neck.
Joe walks up behind you, cupping the nape of your neck with his hand and rubbing it. “Sorry about that,” he softly says.
You look back at him and smile, “It’s Okay, I’m used to it by now,”.
What was supposed to be a quick shared shower before packing for your best friend's wedding in New York this weekend had turned into another one of your many unplanned romps.
“I should’ve known this would’ve happened if we showered together. Every damn time we say we’ll take a quick shower, I end up with a limp,” you giggle while leaning back into his warm body.
“Can’t keep my hands off of you. You know that,” he whispers into your ear lightly before lightly kissing the marks on your neck.
You playfully roll your eyes as you move forward and walk into Joe’s closet. You weren’t living with him just yet, but by the looks of his closet, you basically were.
You were bringing Joe as your plus 1 to your bestie’s wedding this weekend during the Bengals Bye Week and came over to Joe’s house to pack since he hated packing and needed you to keep him company. You had only been dating for 4 months but were already acting like a married couple according to your friend, and you were starting to see why she said so.
Flashback to a few weeks ago
“So, you’re bringing Joe?” she asked, a little surprised since you’d only been dating for a few months and you never brought a guy to your friends this early, especially since you lived a little far away from them.
“Mhm,” you responded while putting the phone on speaker as you were attempting to find your keys to Joe’s house in his driveway while he was away at practice.
“Already the plus 1? Damn, he has you whipped,” she giggles.
You roll your eyes and say, “Really funny Sophia,”.
“Am I on speaker? Your voice is echoing,” she questions.
“Yeah, I'm trying to find my keys,”.
She stays silent for a second before saying “You’re in his driveway aren’t you,” with a big smile she wished you could see.
“Maaaybee,” you trail.
“God, get married already. You’re always over at his place, just move in Mrs. Burrow,” she teases.
You laugh and say, “That’s because it’s most convenient. You know my apartment is a good half hour away from him. Besides, I thought you liked Joe,”
“Oh, I do, even though I've only met him a few times. I’ve never seen you happier, I'm just surprised you’re actually bringing him,” Sophia says.
“Honestly, me too. But it feels right. And he’s very excited to go with me which makes it even better,” you say as you finally find the keys.
End of flashback
Joe joins you in the closet and watches you pack your stuff for this weekend in your suitcase. Along with your basic necessities, you pack several party dresses, heels, your wedding day look, and a bunch of accessories.
“Damn, I never knew girls needed so much stuff for 3 days,” he laughed.
You turned around and gave him a look that had him immediately retreating.“Not that it’s a bad thing,” he says while raising his hands to soften the blow.
You break out into a laugh and say, “Calm down Joey, I’m jussst kidding,” as you walk over to him and kiss him before moving behind him to grab his suitcase.
“You’re turn,” you say as you drop the bag at his feet.
“I hate packing,” he frowns.
“That’s why I’m here baby. Here to keep ya company,” you smile before sitting in the comfy armchair in the corner.
He lets out a defeated sigh as he begins packing his things and you watch him the entire time. He was doing something so simple as packing but looked incredibly delicious while doing so. His wet hair flopping around, his bare chest on display, and his shorts hanging low on his waist and showing off his blonde treasure trail.
He catches you staring deeply at him and smirks. “Like what you see?”.
“You know I do,” you say as you cross your legs in the chair.
“You know, we coulddd go back to bed,” he offers.
“Nice try Burrow. Packing comes first.”
“Damn,” he whispers. He finishes packing all of his things for the weekend, similar to you. Basic necessities, some nice shirts, pants, and jackets; also packing his wedding day outfit and a few of his favorite shades.
“Always with the shades huh?” You tease.
“If you can bring 20 different kinds of earrings, I can bring my shades,” he deadpans.
“Alright alright, that’s fair,” you say as you get up and walk over to him to inspect his packing, making sure it’s not a complete mess. Satisfied with the way he packed his things, you move your face closer to his ear and whisper, “Now, if you’re done, is that ‘back to bed’ offer still on the table?”.
Joe immediately puts down his bag and reaches for your legs, picking you up bridal style, and rushes you to his bed. He softly drops you against the silk sheets before untying your robe and moving in between your legs.
“I guess that’s a yes,” you giggle and you wrap your arms around his neck, pushing him closer to your lips for a sweet kiss.
“We can’t be too rough though, I’m still a little sore from the shower and we have an early flight to New York tomorrow,”.
He plants another soft kiss on your lips, “No worries babe, soft and gentle is one of my specialties,”. You watch as he kisses down to your core, closing your eyes in anticipation of what is to come.
The next day
The ring of your alarm wakes you up early the next morning. You reach over and turn it off before turning to face Joe, who looks incredibly adorable and still asleep. His head was angled towards you, his messy bedhead hair was sprawled out against the pillow, his soft golden skin looked flawless, his lips curled up in a smile, and his bare chest was littered with a few purple marks from last night on display. He looked absolutely gorgeous at 6:00 am and you were jealous since you probably looked like a hot mess.
You leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, hoping to wake him up. Lucky for you, it worked.
“Morning sunshine,” you whispered.
He groans, barely opens his eyes, and mumbles “Morning Baby,”.
You felt your core throb at the sound of his morning voice but immediately gave yourself a mental lashing since you were sore from last night and you guys have a flight at 8:00 to NYC. His morning voice and bare chest combo made you weak in the knees so early in the morning.
After laying in bed for 10 minutes to give Joe a chance to fully wake up, you both hit the shower again. This time, actually showering with no funny business. Joe loads up the car to head to the airport but makes a quick pit stop at your favorite coffee shop to grab you both some breakfast.
You guys were on the way to the airport as you were reading off the events and itinerary for the weekend. “Okay, tonight we have the rehearsal dinner and then the party at the club after,” you say as you feel Joe’s hand migrate to your thigh, a familiar spot for it.
“Sounds like fun,” he says while giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Then tomorrow we have the wedding and reception. And then the next day she said she planned a brunch for close friends so it’ll just be a small group of people,” you conclude.
He nods his head as he continues to caress your thigh. “So what do you think of Steven?” You ask Joe. Steven is Sophia’s fiancée and Joe has only met him a handful of times.
“He’s a good guy,” he says. “We actually have a good bit in common and he’s a big football guy,” Joe says, turning the car into the airport entrance.
“He likes the Eagles right?” You question.
“Yup,” he says.
“That tracks, you know Sophia’s a big Eagles fan,”.
“Oh I know, so are you,” Joe says giving you a look.
You look back at him, a little offended, and say, “Aye, slow down buddy. Were. Were an Eagles fan. My loyalty has changed, and I look better in orange anyway,”
“Oh I know,” he smirks, his mind flashing back to all the times he’s seen you in your adorable little gameday outfits. You and Joe had been dating since a bit before the season started and had been getting to know each other throughout the summer. When the first game of the season rolled around, Joe insisted that you come and watch him play. You were a little hesitant at first since you knew that a lot of people would be there, many of whom would notice a random girl in Joe Burrow’s suite, but ultimately said yes because you wanted to support your boyfriend in any way possible.
Your first gameday outfit consisted of a black Bengals-themed baseball jersey which had ‘Burrow’ and ‘9’ on the back and ‘Bengals’ on the front. You left the buttons open and had a white crop top on underneath, with your favorite jean shorts. He loved your first gameday outfit, but the accessories made it even better. You had gotten an iced-out ‘9’ necklace and a vintage Bengals baseball cap you had on backward to pull the look together. You had him drooling the entire day and he couldn’t wait to get you alone, and when he did, you could hardly think or walk straight after.
Flashback to Week 1
You were sitting inside the Burrow suite while the boys were warming up on the field before changing into uniforms. You were scanning the field to hopefully get a glimpse of your boyfriend but couldn’t find him. It's been about an hour since you drove over with his parents and hadn’t gotten a chance to see Joe yet, and you were feeling a little sad because you thought you’d have to wait till the end of the game.
You heard the suite door open as you were trying to find your lipgloss in your bag and thought it was just his parents coming back from their tailgate. You felt a big pair of hands wrap around your waist and a warm mouth press a kiss on your cheek.
You let out a shriek and immediately turned around, panicking because you thought it was some random creep, but it was in fact just your boyfriend.
“Woah Y/N. Calm down, it’s just me,” Joe soothes.
You relax your muscles and let out a sigh, “Whew, I thought some rando creep found their way into the suite,”.
“Nah, just me,” he laughs.
You furrow your brows, slightly confused at what he is doing up here, “Wait, why aren’t you down there?” you say as you point to the field.
“I just had to make sure you were doing okay. I know this is all new for you and I want you to feel as safe and relaxed as possible,”.
Your eyes soften at his response, “Awww that’s so sweet,” you say while wrapping your arms around his neck, a whiff of sweat making you grimace. “Ohhh that lovely football smell,”.
“Sorry about that,” he says while pulling you in for a kiss.
He pulls away after a few seconds, observing your adorable gameday outfit that he was seeing for the first time. His eyes got stuck on the ‘9’ necklace. “And that is how people will know you’re my girl,” he says while touching the necklace.
“Glad you like the fit,” you smile.
“Oh, I love the fit. I could get used to this,” he winks.
“Me too,” you say as your eyes travel around the room, taking in the feeling that this could very well be a constant thing in your life from now on.
Joe looks at the time and his face drops, “I gotta go get ready now,”.
“It’s okay, I’ll be fine Joe,” you say while rubbing the back of his neck.
He lets out a sigh, “Okay, but if you need anything, and I mean anything, ask my parents or come sit down by the locker room if things get overwhelming,”.
“Okayy,”. “Now go back down there before they accuse me of hogging their star QB,” you tease.
“Really funny babe,” he says while pulling you in for a hug. He pulls away before giving your forehead a sweet kiss and walking towards the door to head back to the field. “Knock ‘em dead shiesty,” you yell as he gives you a smile before leaving the suite.
Although you were anxious about being noticed by thousands of people, you were having the time of your life. As time passed, you became more and more engaged in the game, screaming and shouting whenever Joe would throw a dime or a big-time play would happen. You didn’t give a damn about what anyone thought anymore and were not afraid to show people that you were his girl. And Joe noticed. Each time he would look up at the suite, he would see you jumping up and down with his family and looking incredibly focused on him; this was the ultimate motivator for him because he knew his girl was watching.
End of flashback
Joe parked the car in the lot while you got all your stuff together before boarding his private jet to New York.
“Ahh, I can never get tired of this,” you sigh as you slip off your Uggs and lay back onto the cushioned chair. Joe drops down onto the seat across from you and immediately pulls your legs into his lap, massaging your feet.
“You’re so cute,” he mumbles while giving you a warm smile.
You brush your hair out of your face before sending him a flying kiss, “You are even cuter,”.
You both ended up taking a power nap during the short flight to New York and woke up about an hour before you landed. Since you had some time to kill, Joe pulled out his Nintendo Switch and convinced you to play a round of smash-bros with him.
“Noooo,” you whined as you just lost for the 2nd time in a row. Joe let out another laugh as he watched you struggle to digest that you sucked at Smash-Bros.
“You’re laughing now, but once it’s time for Mario Kart, it is game over Burrow,” you growl.
“Maybe, but at least I put up a fight in Mario Kart. You basically gave up halfway,” he laughed as he placed the controller down and grabbed his phone, opening his notes app to add to the win-loss ratio list you had going. You and Joe both had somewhat competitive natures and loved to play silly little games whenever you could, so you suggested you keep a tally of how many times each of you won or lost a game of anything. At the end of the year, the loser has to do whatever the winner wants them to do for a whole day.
“What’s the tally right now?” You asked.
“34-45. I’m winning,” he smirks.
“Damn,” you whisper. “It’s okay. I still have all of this month to get myself back on top,”.
“You can be on top whenever you want, just say the word,” he teases while motioning to his dick.
Your eyes widen at his words as you grab a pillow from behind you and chuck it at his face. “Are you always horny?”.
“Well, when I'm with my drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend, I can’t help it,” he shrugs.
Drop dead gorgeous? You looked like a sack of potatoes right now, wearing one of his old LSU sweatshirts that was too big on you, black sweats, messy hair in a claw clip, and your glasses on. “Joe, I look like a mess right now,” you say as you pull the hood of his sweatshirt over your head.
“Well if you’re a mess, you’re the mess I want,” his face immediately scrunching up. “I don’t think that came out the way I thought it would,”.
You smiled, got up from your chair, and moved over to his lap, pressing a soft kiss on his smooth cheek. “I know what you mean,”.
A few hours later
After your plane lands, you both head over to Joe’s New York penthouse you’ll be staying for the weekend. You both unpack all your things and start to get ready for the night.
You’re finishing up your makeup as you watch Joe walk into the bathroom, seemingly looking for his hairbrush. You look at him up and down in the mirror and he looks incredible. He’s wearing his black jeans, a plain white short-sleeve tee which showed off his bulging muscles, and his navy blue jacket in hand. He walks over to the sink and runs his hands through his hair, like usual, to perfect it.
“Can’t find your brush?” You question while fixing your hair.
“Nah, but it’s fine. This should do it,” he says as he pushes a few stray strands back. He turns around and feels slightly flushed as he looks you up and down. You were wearing a short baby pink dress that hugged your body in all the right places, strappy white heels, and an ensemble of jewelry which was all gifted to you by Joe.
“Baby..” he breathes out, struggling to move from where he was standing. You looked absolutely sexy and he felt like he’d just had the wind knocked out of him, much like how he’d feel when that happened out on the field.
You do a little twirl to show off your outfit, “You think it looks good?”.
“Good?” He says as he walks over to you. “Looks fucking amazing,” he mumbles as he pulls you in for a kiss, one hand cradling your head and the other migrating to your ass. He gives it a delicate squeeze, making you moan into the kiss.
You pull away and press your forehead against his, “We gotta behave tonight Joe,” you giggle.
“Yes ma’am,” he says before giving you another kiss.
You both finish up and then head out to the wedding venue just outside of the city for the dinner. You and Joe walk into the venue, hand in hand, and you’re in awe of how beautifully everything is decorated. The warm fairy lights that were all around the room made everything glow and highlighted the most captivating elements.
You looked ahead and caught a glimpse of Sophia and released yourself from Joe’s grasp, immediately running over to her.
“There’s the bride!” You yell.
Her face instantly lights up as she sees you. She runs to meet you halfway, tackling you in a tight hug. “I misseddd youuu! Cincy stole you away,” she squeals as she sways you back and forth.
Joe walks over behind you both, smiling at the cute interaction.
Sophia opens her eyes and sees Joe standing behind you and lets go of you. “And here is the reason why Cincinnati stole you away,” she teases.
“Guilty,” Joe says while giving her a salute.
“Hey Joe,” she says while giving him a friendly hug.
“Hey Sophia,” he smiles, hugging her back. You have a huge grin on your face as you watch your two favorite people get along, it’s the best feeling in the entire world.
“What are you smiling at?” Sophia questions as she pulls away to wrap her arm around your shoulder.
“Just happy that my favorite people get along,” you sing song.
“Remember, she was mine first Burrow,” Sophia giggles, causing Joe to scoff and gently pull you into him as Sophia’s fiancée walks in behind her.
“Well, I’m incredibly lucky to have her now, and hopefully forever,” he says as he stares lovingly into your eyes. Your heart feels like it’s about to burst at his words, add to the fact that his strong grip on your waist was making you feel butterflies in all the right places. You felt yourself getting lost in his deep blue eyes as you both were just stuck staring at each other.
Sophia smiles at the sweet words that came out of Joe’s mouth for you and notices the way he’s looking at you and holding you. It’s like you were the only person in the room, like you were a diamond. “Aye, snap out of it love-birds,” Sophia claps as her fiancée joins you all.
“Whoops, Sorry about that,” you blush. “Hey Steven!,”.
“Sup, Steven,” Joe says as he lets go of you to greet your friend's Fiancée.
You all have a small reunion and spend a few minutes catching up and talking about wedding details before the other guests start to arrive. The rehearsal dinner was great as you got to catch up with your old friends from home and got the chance to finally introduce Joe formally to some of them.
Currently, You and Joe were sitting together in your own little corner at the table as a few speeches were being delivered, his hand once again on your thigh, and your hands wrapped around his, softly caressing his golden skin. You leaned your head onto his shoulder as you melted into his touch.
“You alright?” He whispers, noticing the change in your body language.
“I’m amazing,” you whisper back.
“Good, we still have a long night ahead of us,” he laughs before planting a few kisses on your forehead.
About an hour later, the wedding party makes its way back into the city to a club in the Upper East Side.
Loud music and bright strobe lights fill the room as you take another shot of tequila at the bar with your friends. Joe was across the room with Steven and the rest of the boys, also taking shots but less frequently than you and the girls. You’re slightly buzzed, maybe a little more than slightly actually.
“Come on, let’s go dance,” Sophia yells as she pulls you into the dance floor.
You and the girls start dancing in the crowd, having the most fun when you hear the song change, which immediately causes you and Sophia to scream.
“This is our song!” She screams. The song had just changed to ‘Blow’ by Kesha, a song that you had very fond memories of in high school.
“Oh yeah,” you yell as you throw your head back and hands in the air.
Joe watches you carefully from across the room as you dance with your friends, looking incredibly stunning and sexy while doing so. The tent in his pants was a sure sign that he was going to struggle for a few minutes. His eyes never leave you as he sips his drink while still talking to the boys.
You keep dancing around with your girls as you feel a pair of eyes watching you. You turn around to where Joe was and obviously, it was him. You give him a playful nod and stare right back at him, still dancing like nothing mattered.
“Damn, Y'all can’t be away from each other even for a little,” Sophia laughs.
“I think I’m torturing him by being out here, especially dressed like this,” you giggle.
“Y’all are soo Down bad,” she yells but you barely notice what she said as you hear the song change again. This time, to one of your and Joe’s favorite songs, ‘Feel So Close’ by Calvin Harris.
You immediately look back at him, motioning him to come over with just a simple look. He smiles at the song change and doesn’t hesitate to get off the barstool, places his drink on the counter, and walks over to the dance floor. You turn around and keep dancing as you suddenly feel a familiar warmth behind you. Joe presses himself into your back as you dance back into him, making his boner even worse than before.
You both were caught up in the moment as the loud music and flashing lights created a special scene around you both. Although you were in a room filled with people, right now it just felt like you two out there, dancing the night away. Joe placed his hands on you and slid them down your waist as you threw your head back into his chest.
You felt the tent in his pants on your ass, causing you to let out a giggle, “Got you worked up, didn’t I?”
“You look amazing,” he whispers into your ear before fully wrapping his arms around your waist, turning you so you could face him. You were a little breathless as you closed the space between you both, capturing his mouth in a deep kiss while your hands wrapped around his neck.
“Let’s get outta here,” he says breathlessly as he pulls away. You nod your head as he lets go of you. You walk over to where Sophia is and let her know that you’re heading out and that you’ll see her tomorrow.
“Me and Joe are going to head out,” you pant. She gives you a smirk and says, “Mhm, called it,”. You’re confused by her words, “Called what?”.
“You both couldn’t even last 2 hours in the club before getting so worked up over each other that you’d have to leave before the party was over,” she giggled.
You felt a little red as she said that. Damn, she was right. You don’t know what it was about Joe that made you act like this or what about you that made him act like this, but you certainly weren’t complaining.
“If you want me to stay, I can,” you say as you brush a few stray pieces of hair out of your face.
“No, it’s alright,” she smiles. “It’s getting pretty late anyways, you guys should go rest,” she says.
“Are you sure?”.
“Positive. He makes you happy Y/N, I can see it. Go have fun, but not too much fun,” she winks.
You pull her in for a hug and tell her that you’d absolutely help her get ready for the big day tomorrow morning.
You make your way back over to Joe, who has moved closer to the exit. He grabbed your hand and placed it in his, “I called Uber, you ready?”.
“Yup,” you say while giving him a kiss.
Both of you were wrapped up together in the backseat of the Uber. Your head once again on his shoulder, and his resting on top of your head. His arm was wrapped around you, and his hand was absentmindedly softly rubbing your arm. Your right leg was wedged in between his as his free hand was rubbing up and down your lower leg. Everything about this was comforting for you both. It felt so peaceful and natural.
Once you’ve arrived at the apartment, Joe helped you out of the Uber since you were a bit too drunk and were wobbling around; he was terrified that you’d fall in the heels you were wearing.
He slowly helped you into the elevator and you moved to stand behind him. He pressed the number of the floor you were supposed to be on and immediately turned back around to face you as the door closed.
He looks into your eyes for a few heartbeats before leaning in and capturing your lips in a delicate kiss which you both grin into. Once again, your hands find their home wrapped around his neck, and you stay like this until the door opens again.
A few minutes later, you both are back inside the apartment and are in the process of getting unready. You feel a gush of wetness pool your core as you catch a glimpse of Joe’s bare chest as he just got out of the shower. He looked so desirable and his bare chest always got you worked up.
You walk over to him, take his hand, and lead him back to the bed. “What are you doing?” He questions.
“What I’ve been wanting to do all night,” you say as you push him back onto the bed, straddling his waist. You capture his lips in a fiery kiss as his hands grip your waist again. You slowly grind on his shorts, making him way more horny than he was before. You push your hand down to his dick and start palming him through his shorts when he suddenly flips you both over so that he’s on top, leaving you a little dizzy.
“Hm?” You question his sudden change of mind.
“You can do that another time, I wanna make you feel good tonight,” he says.
You don’t have a chance to argue with him since he starts to peel off your tank top; his lips finding the sweet spot on your neck, making you flutter your eyes as you let out a whimper.
He moves down and presses a few wet kisses on your belly before getting right to business, sliding off your shorts and underwear.
“Oh,” you moan as you feel him blow on your core which was already wet from earlier.
He lets out a laugh before he moves closer to your core, attacking your folds with sloppy kisses. Your hands find themselves in his hair again as you pull on the strands. “Joe,” you whimper.
“You’re okay,” he whispers as he goes back to lapping at your slick core. He takes one of his fingers and pushes them inside your heat which makes you let out another moan. The combination of his mouth and fingers, along with the alcohol in your system was making you feel like you were levitating. “Fuck,” you whined.
He continued to pump his finger into your core as his mouth attached itself to your clit, rhythmically sucking on it. He inserts another finger, stretching you out even more which causes you to arch your back. His free hand pushes your belly back down to the bed as he continues to attack your core.
“Baby,” you moaned while your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You felt a familiar warmth in your lower belly, signaling that you were very close.
“I’m close,” you whispered, pushing your head further back into the pillow. You continue to pull on his hair which causes him to groan against your core, sending vibrations throughout your body.
His fingers pick up the pace as his mouth is replaced by his thumb. He rubs circles around your clit while continuing to pump into you, which intensifies the entire experience. A few seconds later, you’re cumming hard and fast. “Joe,” you loudly moaned. He removed his fingers from your core and his mouth begins lapping up your juices.
He helps you come down from your high by pressing delicate kisses around your core and inner thighs. After a few minutes, he walks into the bathroom to get a warm washcloth to clean you up. Also, bringing you Advil and water to get ahead of the morning hangover. You’re too drained to move so he cleans you up and wraps a blanket around you while he makes sure everything is locked up. He joins you back in bed and pulls you closer to him, “You comfy?” he asks.
“Mhm,” you say sleepily. He presses one final kiss to your forehead before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.
You stay awake for a few moments, thinking about how lucky you were to have someone who cared so much about you and always made sure that you were comfortable. He was perfect for you, and you couldn’t get enough of him. Sure, you two were absolutely insatiable for each other, but you also had a healthy balance between lust and love that kept your relationship steady, strong, and tender.
The next day
The next morning rolls by fairly quickly. You get up early to go over to Sophia’s hotel to help her get ready for the ceremony and leave Joe to get a few more hours of sleep, assuring him that you’ll be back in time to get ready with him.
“Babe, have you seen my watch?” Joe asks as he walks into the bathroom, his mouth agape as he sees your completed wedding look. His eyes travel down your body, the slit in the dress showing off your bare leg; the black material of the dress hugged your body in all the right spots, especially your ass. He felt particularly weak when he saw the v-cut neckline which highlighted your perfectly round breasts.
“I think it was on the entry table,” you say turning to face him as you get your last earring on. Your eyes widen at his completed wedding look; black pants and a silk maroon shirt with his signature shades.
“You look stunning,” he says while keeping absolutely still. His heart was racing at how gorgeous you looked. Even though he got to see your beauty every day, he would still lose his mind every time.
“Right back at ya,” you wink causing him to let out a chuckle.
After putting the finishing touches on your look, you both head over to the venue for the ceremony.
It was a wonderful ceremony. You and Joe were seated towards the front so you had an amazing view of the whole thing. You both were sitting close to each other, his hand in yours. You were struggling to hold back your tears the entire time since you were watching your best friend since elementary school get married, and when Joe looked over and saw, he melted. You were also tearing up at the thought of imagining yourself getting married. You would have all of this one day and you wondered if it would be with the man sitting next to you, you were praying that it would be with the man next to you.
He raised your hands to his lips, pressing a few soft kisses to them to make sure you were okay.
“I love you,” you mouthed to him.
“I love you more,” he mouthed back, not knowing why you were feeling extra emotional all of a sudden.
A few hours later the wedding reception had begun, and you both had found yourself in your own little corner once again. You were absentmindedly rubbing Joe’s thigh while you both were focused on all the wedding speeches, and it was getting him worked up. Once it was time for your speech, Joe had lost it. He watched as you swayed your perfect hips, hips that he loved to grab onto, over to the stage. Your soft skin was glistening in the spotlight and your perfect breasts were mocking him.
“Now’s not the time,” Joe thought to himself as he felt himself getting hard.
You wrapped up your special speech for your bestie with a toast to the newlyweds and made your way back to your boyfriend, who looked like he was struggling to sit comfortably.
“Are you okay?” you giggle. All you get in response is a blank stare.
“What?” you question.
He lets out a sigh and fixes his posture, “You in this damn dress, is driving me fucking insane,” he blurts out.
You stare at him for a few moments, thinking about how funny it was that he was going gaga over you right now, just like how you were drooling at his sexy self. “Well, you in this whole look is making me insanely horny,” you whisper into his ear.
He clears his throat as a way to compose himself. He thinks about if anyone would notice if you both stepped away for a few minutes. “There’s a bathroom around the corner,” he whispers.
Your eyes widen at his offer. You both rarely had sex in public places like this, usually finding pleasure in your home, car, or anywhere private. But right now, you honestly could care less.
As the wedding reception raged on outside, You and Joe sneaked away to the bathroom for a moment alone. The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the candles casting a warm and intimate atmosphere.
Your eyes locked, filled with desire and longing. Without saying a word, Joe closed the distance between your lips, capturing them in a hungry kiss. Your bodies pressed together, his hands roaming freely over your plush skin.
You moaned softly as Joe lifted you up onto the countertop, his hands sliding up your dress to caress the smooth skin of your thighs. You push your hands into his curls as his lips travel down your neck, causing you to let out a moan. “Yeah,” you whimper.
Your clothes were quickly discarded, leaving you both naked and exposed to each other. You push your lips against him again as you reach down and slide your hand up and down his dick. You guide it to your core and leave the rest to him. You moaned in ecstasy as he buried himself deep inside you.
Your head falls back against the mirror as your legs hook around his waist. “Shit,” you moan as Joe moves his face into the crook of your neck, pressing wet kisses along your collarbone. His steady pace was doing wonders but you needed him to go deeper and faster.
“Joe,” you whimpered, causing him to move his face back into your view. “Fuck me harder,”.
“Are you sure?”.
“Yeah,” you moaned.
He smiles and captures your lips in a sloppy kiss as he quickens his pace, rapidly thrusting into your slick core. The sounds of skin slapping skin filled the bathroom as you were drowning in pleasure. “Harder,” you whimpered. The sounds coming out of your mouth were driving Joe insane as he thrusted deeper and deeper into your pussy, completely forgetting you were in a public bathroom.
“Y/N,” he groaned as he gripped your waist tighter, surely leaving a few bruises.
“Fuck Joe,” you moaned, this time a little louder. Each thrust sends you further back into the mirror and your lower half becomes slicker and slicker by the second. “You feel so good,” you whisper.
Joe smiles as he plunges into you harder and harder each time. You felt a familiar sensation build in your belly as he pounded into your heat, “I’m so close,” you whispered.
“Fuck, me too,” he moans as he reaches down and starts to rub circles around your wet clit. You whimper at the sudden contact, eventually setting off your release. Your walls clench around his cock as you let out a series of pornographic moans into his ear.
He continues to pound into you, harder than before, trying to reach his own pleasure. You whimper at his movements and your hands start to scratch up and down his bare back.
“Y/N..” he moaned.
“Mm,” you whined. A few seconds later, you felt his release coat your walls. You both were trying to catch your breaths and regain your senses for a few moments before Joe slid out of you. He cleans you up first and helps you put your clothes back on. Then, you clean him up and help him fix his outfit just like he did for you. You look into the mirror while fixing your hair and smile at how well fucked-out you look, and look back over to your boyfriend, also looking well fucked.
Before leaving the bathroom, he pulls you in for a hug, whispering a few sweet nothings into your ear and telling you how amazing you were.
“You have no idea what you do to me,” he whispered, causing you to smile against his chest and hug him tighter.
You walk back into the reception with a slight limp, pretending as nothing happened, and tell Joe you are going over to Sophia for a bit. Joe nodded and said he’d be grabbing you both something to eat.
You walk over to her table and slide into the chair next to her, flashing her a giddy smile.
“How does it feel to be a Wifey,” you questioned.
She laughs, “Very Fun,” while looking over at you. She looks carefully at you, noticing your smudged lipgloss and slightly messy hair. Your radiant smile and limp told her everything she needed to know.
“Looks like you had a little bit of your own fun,” she winks. “I saw that limp,”. Your face immediately turns red at the fact that she figured it out. How could she not? This girl has known you longer than anyone, of course she could tell when something was up, good or bad.
You heave a sigh, “I don’t know what about him makes me so-,” you pause as you can’t find the right word to finish the sentence.
“Down Bad?” Your friend says.
You stay silent for a few seconds, “Yeah. Down Bad.” You smile as you look over at your boyfriend who was currently balancing two plates of food in his hand for you both.
“I see the way he looks at you, you know. It’s like you’re the only person in the room for him,” she says. “He looks at you like you are the most valuable diamond,”.
You blush while you think about the countless times you’d find Joe deeply staring at you whenever you were talking. “Yeah, he does do that doesn’t he,”.
“And I also see the way you look at him,” she adds.
“What do you mean, how do I look at him?”.
“Well other than looking like you want to pounce on him every 5 minutes,” she giggles. “You look at him like he’s the one,”.
You are surprised by what she says. The one? You’d only been officially dating for 4 months, was he really the one? He made you feel things that you haven’t felt in forever and even things you’d never felt before. He made you feel seen and he made you feel loved. You were so lucky to have found something special with him, but was he going to be the one? Did he even want you to be the one?
“Sophia, we’ve been dating for 4 months,” you nervously laugh.
“And?” She questions. “I know it’s early, but I’ve seen you look happier with Joe in the past few months than I saw you with your ex who you were with for 3 years. He really really really loves you and I can tell that you feel the same way”.
“He’s the one, Y/N. Trust me, I can feel it,” she adds as you look back over at Joe, who flashes you a warm smile, setting off butterflies in your stomach.
“Yeah,” you say softly. Maybe he was the one. God, you wanted him to be the one.
You hear her let out a loud laugh, “See what I mean! Even across the room, look at you two!”.
You turn over and playfully push her arm. “Y’all are sooo down bad for each other,” she teases. You break out into a fit of laughter as you spend a few more moments talking to her about the wedding and the brunch tomorrow before getting up and joining your boyfriend once again.
“What was that about?” He questions.
“Ohhh nothing,” you say. The playful tone in your voice makes Joe slightly suspicious but he decides not to question it. Festive music fills the room as you both sit and eat your delicious meals while watching all the couples fill the dance floor.
Joe hears the song change from upbeat to slow; “Can’t Help Falling In Love,” playing softly in the background. This song was another song that was special for you both.
He meets your eyes before standing up. You were confused at why he was getting up since you were both comfy the way you were sitting now, and you both certainly were not about to dance. Joe never danced in public as the only time he would slow-dance with you was in private. You didn’t mind though, it felt more natural and intimate that way. The song currently playing was one of your favorites to dance to.
He extends his hand out and says, “Y/N, would you like to dance with me?”.
You feel like he’s messing with you so you don’t say anything for a few seconds, but he remains in the same position so he means business.
“I would love to dance with you,” you say as he grabs his hand and leads you to the dance floor.
His hands wrap around your waist as yours hang from his neck, and your warm bodies find themselves pressed together once again.
“You look gorgeous,” he says quietly while swaying you to the beat of the song.
You blush, “You’ve told me that like 50 times today,”.
“And I’ll do it 50 more,” he says while raising his brows.
“Only you could be so romantic not even an hour after rearranging my guts,” you whisper as he pulls you closer, if that was even humanly possible.
“You just have this effect on me Y/N,” he says. “Got me feeling down bad every minute of every day,”.
Your heart skips a beat at his words. “Have you been talking to Sophia?” you question.
“I mean, Yeah, it is her wedding,” he says while shrugging his shoulders.
“No, I mean about us?” you ask.
“A little, but not anything in particular. Is something wrong?” he says, his face turning solemn.
“No, No. Nothings wrong. It’s just she’s been going on the entire weekend about how down bad we are for each other,” you giggle, his grip on your waist becoming tighter.
“To be fair, she isn’t wrong. You make me do things and feel things that I never knew I could be capable of,” he says, once again staring deeply into your soft eyes. Your heart beating so incredibly fast as it felt like it was just you two dancing on the floor.
“Joe,” you whisper, your face moving closer to his.
“I’m so lucky to have you Y/N. You have no idea,” he says before pulling you in for a sweet kiss.
Your lips fit perfectly against his as you stay like that for a few seconds before breaking away, “I can’t help falling in love with you,” you say, reciting the lyrics of the song playing while you two are dancing.
“I love you, so fucking much. If this is what they call down bad, then fuck yes I’m down bad for the love of my life,” he says.
A huge grin appears on your face, “Love of your life?” you question.
“Mhm,” he says as he pushes your head into his chest. “Take this as a preview of what our first dance will be like at our wedding,” he says. “Same song and everything,”.
You feel tears pool in your eyes as you look back up at him, “Really? You wanna marry me?”.
He smiles and says, “Down the road, absolutely. You are exactly what I’ve been waiting for in my life. If you think I’m gonna let that go, maybe I need to do a better job of showing it”.
Your heart felt like it was about to explode. He wanted to be the one just as much as you did.
“If you were to do more to show your love than you already did, I think I would drop dead,” you tease.
“Hey, that is not funny,” he deadpans.
“Oops, Sorry Mr. Serious,” you say as you kiss his cheek.
“Well, for future reference, I like princess cut,” you smile, causing him to break his serious expression and let out a hearty laugh. Your head finding its way back to his chest as you continued dancing.
The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them entwined in a dance that seemed to last for eternity. The room was alive with laughter and chatter, but to them, it was as if they were the only ones in the world.
As the song came to an end, they held each other closer, never wanting to let go. The warmth of their love enveloped them, filling their hearts with a sense of pure bliss and contentment.
And in that magical moment, as they whispered sweet nothings into each other's ears, they knew that their love would always be the music that guided them through life's dance, forever intertwined and inseparable.
–The End–
You are sooo back! I hate Jackson Taylor and he isn't even real. He is human scum. Reader deserves so much better. The fact that he made up this long time gf bit to make her seem like the bitter girl. Fuck him. Joe loves her so much! The Q&A had me giggling! Please let them get back together. I hope Jackson Taylor chokes!
Jackson is sooo sneaky likeeeee but reader is ahead of him!!! No worries you haven’t seen the last of her and Joe! They will always win!
put me in coach! Reader protection squad.
Cryinggg! 😂 but seriously same!!
I JUST WANT TO SAY I AM SO GLAD TO HAVE YOU BACK!
Omg thank you so much 😂 I log on like every three weeks and pop around.
THE CLIFFHANGERRRRRRRRRRRRR
Dun dun dunnnnnnn