joe liebgott in the miniseries is like fine wine after the second, third or whatever rewatch. you care for him the first time because his anger is so understandable, raw, and his emotions are just.. right here, in front of you. you cannot NOT feel for this man, and for all the men for that matter.
but then you fucking adore him the second time, he becomes one of the most important characters and he is truly SEEN by the person who watches. i love joe liebgott guys, my love has grown exponentially for him the past few years by reading fanfics, discovering new facts and watching ross mccall’s interviews
Babe Heffron x Fem Reader Smut, 18+ content below the cut.
”Holy shit, look who’s awake.” Joe Liebgott’s voice startled me fully out of my slumber now. Son of a bi-
“Jheez, you’re alive. Finally.” Gene Roe had put me on bed rest for the past two days. After Bastogne and entering Haguenau I was fully exhausted, being a nurse and on your feet all day definitely took its toll on me. All I needed was some sleep, lots and lots of it.
Rest was a little easier to gain here in an actual house, with an actual bed. I was in a small room on my own, with second platoon, whom I’d been with since Normandy. It felt good to be around them, maybe not so when I was exhausted and had them prodding me to see if I was still breathing…
“Finally.” I grumbled, sitting up a little now to see Babe Heffron hurrying over. My heart warmed and he made it impossible for me not to smile. Another thing I needed to get better, was him.
”Hey!” He seemed stunned to see me awake. Delighted, to say the least. “Hi, Babe.” I reached out for my boyfriend, watching him close the door behind us both. Another thing, the boys respected my privacy massively, so when the door was shut, nobody would come in without warning.
“W- how are ya? I worried about ya’.” He scrambled over, taking a seat next to me on the bed cautiously.
“I’m okay. Not dead.” I half joked seeing him smile wearily. “Thank god, what would I do, huh?” The red head cupped my cheek as I scanned over his tired features. Poor boy looked like he hadn't slept in weeks.
“Wouldn’t be able to survive.” I pulled him forwards in for a gentle kiss, running my hand down his short hair tenderly. The contact was all I craved, it had been so so long since Babe and I got to be alone.
“I’m okay, Babe.” I reminded, forgetting how much he could fret at times. Should’ve seen the poor kid in Bastogne, he couldn’t even speak if I did so much as cut a finger.
”Promise.” I kissed him again. His lips were so gentle against mine, so was his touch, I could tell he was afraid and wanted to coerce him out of it. God, I hadn’t been able to kiss him so freely since we left France almost three months ago now.
“I love you, and I’m not going anywhere.” My hands snaked over the back of his cold neck now. “I love you, so much.”
With that, Babe reached forwards and squeezed me like I’d never been squeezed before. It made me giggle, much to his amusement. “Somethin’ funny, huh?” his hands fell to both sides of my waist now.
“Yeah, you.” I grinned seeing him at last looking happier. “I ain’t even doing anythin’, baby.” He teased, squeezing my sides a little causing me to yelp out a laugh.
“What’re you two doing in there?“ Liebgott, again, could be heard from the other side of the wall.
“Nothin’!” Babe scrunched up his face in response, barely even glancing in the direction of the other room. I didnt want to say it, but having Babe all to myself like made my pussy throb in desperation. It didn’t take a lot to turn me on, we hadn’t been able to fuck since early December. Again, almost three months ago. All we could settle for was the occasional handjob or him using his fingers on me behind the church at Bastogne. Babe used to laugh and tell me how Jesus Christ wouldn’t approve of that behaviour before finger fucking me into oblivion.
Giggling a little quieter now, I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck, pulling him slightly on top of me as I rested back down into the bed again. Humming into his lips, I allowed him to deepen the kiss as his lips moved against mine hungrily. ”We’re alone.” I whispered, lips coming up to brush against his ear as I sucked and nibbled on the sensitive area carefully.
“Fuck- yeah. You sure you wanna do this, now?” Babe checked as I nodded firmly, hands gripping on the outside of his coat.
”Really bad.” I whispered, fingers coming to slip off his scarf quickly. “Sure ya feelin’ well enough?” Babe double checked, it’s not like his fingers were already working on unbuttoning his coat or anything.
“Please, Babe.” I scanned my eyes over his, a quick nod from him confirming what I wanted.
”Okay.” He was quick to untie his boots, kicking them off with a couple loud thumps before stripping his outer layers off and hurrying to get under the covers with me. I felt warmer than ever with him in between my legs.
”I missed this.” He muttered, lips travelling down my throat hungrily. Babe was already hard, I could feel it whenever he’d move over my body. It turned me on so much knowing the effect I had on him.
“Me too.” I sighed out at the contact, allowing Babe to remove my pants, jumper and t shirt in a rushed form of manner. “Shit, baby.” He grabbed over the bulge in his pants, his other free hand running over my chest as I could feel myself growing wetter and wetter. His calloused palm rubbed over my nipples, hardening them before squeezing them both.
“Let me make you feel good, okay?” He pressed a kiss onto my lips gently as I nodded, watching his head drop down to suck and lick over my nipples, nipping and kissing them in enjoyment.
“You think you can stay quiet for me, huh?” His voice was low now as he squeezed my inner thigh.
“uh huh… Yeah.” I writhed my hips around, hoping he’d take the hint as he stripped my underwear off, disposing them to one side. “Don’t get cold.” He muttered between kisses on my pussy, lifting the blanket further over my body and over his head.
Inhaling sharply, I had to bite down on the back of my thumb when I felt Babe swipe his tongue between my lips. One, two, three times, before he moved closer, wrapping his lips around my clit now. Fuck, it felt so good. So fucking good. I gripped his hair harshly, allowing a low groan to leave his mouth as I gasped out loud.
“Babe, oh my god.” I moaned out, his hand previously gripping my breast coming up to hold my own as he licked my clit in a few quick swipes. The pleasure made me go all hot, I was blushing and couldn’t get enough of the pleasurable experience as he fucked me with his tongue
“Hey, Heffron! We’re out! Catch you in a bit.” Malarky called out as Babe only pulled off for a quick second, replacing his tongue with his finger and rubbing over my clit at a painfully fast rate.
“Okay!!” He then looked up to me with a smirk as I held back the desperate urge to moan out. I had managed to pull his shirt free from his pants, Babe stripping off the layers before climbing back on top of me and settling between my legs. “I can’t wait, I need to fuck you.” Babe urged, digging his clothes pants into my wet core which proved to be slightly uncomfortable.
“I wanna suck your cock.” My forward words caused Babe to turn a bright red colour as he gripped his erection firmly. “Really? Now?”
“Please Babe, I want it.” I whined, watching him nod with immediacy.
“How could I say no?” He muttered, beginning to unzip his pants as he settled back down on the bed. This time it was me in between his legs, freeing his cock from his pants and taking it in my palm.
“You missed this, didn’t you?” I smirked, noticing all the precum he had been cleaning. I bet he hadn’t cum in weeks.
“Yeah.” He practically gasped out as I sucked the tip slightly, Babe’s mouth falling agape. “I bet you thought about fucking my mouth, all the time. Didn’t you?” I began to stroke his cock slowly as he gathered my hair behind my head. His hips writhed slightly and I could tell he so painfully wanted my mouth around his cock.
“Every fucking day.” He hummed, slightly pulling my hair and inching my lips towards his cock. I like it when Babe got like this, all desperate and in charge. I wasted no time bobbing my head up and down his hard cock, hollowing my cheeks and cupping his balls between my hand. They were so full, he was fucking aching for it, and so was I.
“Shit.” This is the part when he got vocal, writhing and groaning, having to keep his moans to a minimum out of the threat of being caught.
“shit, shit, shit.” He gasped a little louder, taking him as much as possible before he yanked me back up, flipped me onto my back and buried himself between my legs. My pussy was aching so bad, I needed him more than ever.
“Babe.” I whimpered, watching him swipe up my wetness before placing himself at my entrance.
I hissed out in slight shock at the sensation, I was so tight. It had been so fucking long. “Okay, I’ll go slow.” He soothed, pulling my chin down so he could kiss me and watch my expression for any sign of pain.
“Just like that.” He pushed himself deeper inside of me before retrieving, and then repeating the action at a rate that I couldn’t bear. Babe gritted his teeth, groaning into the nape of my neck as I moaned out loud, opening my legs wider for him and holding them up higher so he could fuck me easier.
I soon gave into the pleasure, feeling Babe rock his hips at a steadier rate now as we both sighed out and groaned in pleasure. I gripped over the tense muscles on his back, sliding my hand all the way down to push his bum further into my hips.
“Don’t you wanna fuck me harder than that, Edward?” I hushed, Babe gasping out a low groan and immediately picking up to a frantic pace. ’Edward’ was reserved for the nuns and me only. It felt dirtier, I liked it. Everybody was out, allowing us to at least be a little louder than silent, the bed was squeaking and his skin was slapping against mine as he lifted his body up slightly.
“Fuck, baby.” He moaned, watching my tits bounce up and down as he hit just the right spot in me causing me to tense. My fingers came down to play with my clit, grinding my hips up to his in desperation.
“I can’t last long like this.” He warned as I was too caught up in the pleasure to respond. His cock was hitting over and over again at my g spot, then, his thumb came to replace mine over my clit, the all too familiar coming on way too quickly.
“Shit, Babe. You want me to cum so soon?”
“More than anything.” I didn’t care that we’d been stuck in the same position the whole time, we’d been aching for a fuck like this for months. It was perfect.
“Fuck me harder, please, please. Just give it to me Babe, I want it.” I stopped caring about the possibility of being heard, the chaos outside would drown it out and I was far too caught up in the moment to care.
Babe was quick to spin us over, my breathing turning into loud whines as I ground my hips wildly into his, using his cock to pleasure me as he loud out a loud groan, pushing me further to orgasm.
“You gonna cum?“ he hummed, thumb rubbing wildly over my wet clit as I felt my stomach tighten. “Yeah!” I whimpered out as he watched me with lustful eyes, his free hand supporting my hip and pushing me faster against his cock.
“Cum, cum all over my cock. Thas’ a good girl.” His praises sent the coil to spring free as I let out a borderline yell in pleasure. My orgasm was electric. It was stronger and longer than anything I had felt.
I panted out wildly, my body slumping as he rolled me over once more, taking charge and pinning my legs up to chase his own orgasm. “Give it to me, Babe.” I tiredly groaned out, still sensitive and prolonging my orgasm as he began to drive his hips into mine.
“Yeah? You want my cum?” He huffed and puffed, his steady pace picking up causing me to moan out again. Babe was sweating, his groans turned into quick grunts and he fucked me wildly, jaw hung slack.
“Like that, Babe, cum all over me. I want it so bad. Fuck you feel so good-“ I gasped out, “shit, I’m-“ he inhaled sharply, groaning out at each hard thrust.
“I’m cumming.” He yelled out, pulling himself out harshly and jerking his cum all over my pussy and lower stomach with a pleasured groan. Babe moaned and sighed out as he pumped the rest of his cum out to me, having to catch his breath back after fucking me.
”Shit, I ain’t cum that hard ever.” He slumped over me, pressing several gentle kisses to my lips. “Me either, Babe.” I hummed out, kissing him back slowly.
“I hope that made you feel better…” Oh boy, did it…
Seventh painting in my Band of Brothers stint. It’s @rcmccall as Joe Liebgott. Aka @samantharied ‘a favourite and thus topic of many BoB related chats. Painted this entire thing today in approximately six hours and have blisters. Oops. Will be adding this to my yet to be produced Band of Brothers art book which I will definitely bring to the @wehappyfew506 event in Eindhoven at the end of April. @band_of_brothers_101st @honouringhistory #currahee #bandofbrothers #ww2 #joeliebgott #josephliebgott #rossmccall #art #painting #digitalart #digitaldrawing #digitalpainting #wacom #madewithwacom #artistsoninstagram #dailyart #supportartists #artist #artistsupport https://www.instagram.com/p/CbLYELOKWAe/?utm_medium=tumblr
Sketch for painting #7, of @rcmccall as Joe Liebgott at the very very end of #BandofBrothers. I may have missed the opportunity to pick a badass scene, but I wanted to draw the paratrooper patch. Hang tough for the coloured version (it'll look better). @band_of_brothers_101st @wehappyfew506 @honouringhistory @samantharied #rossmccall #josephliebgott #joeliebgott #bob #ww2 #hbo #currahee #art #painting #digitalart #sketch #illustration #digitalpainting #dailyart #artistsoninstagram #wacom #madewithwacom #wacomcintiq #points #drawing https://www.instagram.com/p/Ca7rjPLqQEo/?utm_medium=tumblr
