Notice how my ex starts getting into joost right after I do...hmmm a LIL suspicious if I do say so myself.....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm and after I started posting about him...a lil odd...anyways I really hope he doesn't find out who käärijä or tommy cash is
I'VE BEEN HERE SINCE THE DISQUALIFICATION OF 2024 GET IN YOUR LANE BOI
Tags: SMYUUUT, p in v, unprotected,, fingers in mouth, fingering,, written in first person.
Warnings: RPF! Filthy nasty dirty smut.
Word count: 2.2k+
Request: “Could you do a smut of the joost from the "why not" music video? His manager hired another employee to help him on the night shift. After working with him for a while, she started to like him and also began to tease him and the provocations began to escalate.”
Notes: my first request every omg thank you babiesss, this is so :D ofc slightly proofread. Title taken from ‘animal’ by prick!
It had been a month since I started my new job at the somewhat old and dirty twenty four hour Internet café that I found from an ad in the weekly paper, I was desperate and needed the money, so when I interviewed and the manager hired me on the spot; I thank my lucky stars.
And that’s how it started my perverse obsession with my coworker, a tall blonde man named Joost. He was quiet, to the point I sometimes I felt like he might hated me; we’ve worked multiple shifts together and he’s only probably said a total of twenty sentences to me. I brought it up to our mananger only for him to give me an excuse that ‘he’s a weird one but harmless’ but that didn’t stop my obsession from growing. He took over my thoughts for the last month, from having the weirdest sex dreams about him to finding ways to subtly brush up against him at work.
It got to the point that I would routinely chose the tightest pants and my tiniest tops that I could get away with at work whenever I knew we were going to be working together. Today was no different, I decided to pick up a shift for the extra money and was making my way to the Internet café; hearing my shoes slap against the pavenment as I pulled my jacket around my top that sat low on my chest to the point my roommate put it, ‘your nipples will be poking out soon enough.’
I quickly made my way into the store and noticed it was relatively busy for a Friday night, my eyes scanned the room until it landed on the target; that tall blonde with the beautiful eyes. He was sat perched behind the front desk, cigarette hanging from his lip while he was lazily flipping through a magazine.
I quickly made my way over, setting my bag behind the counter and let out a ‘helloooooo’ as he turned towards me with a blank stare, as I began taking my jacket off and turning around, facing him. “Hi.” He said flatly and I watched his eyes drop to my chest and back up to my eyes, a small smile overtaking my lips. “Been busy tonight?” I moved over to the machine to clock in, “not really. Just steady.” He went back to his magazine, taking a puff of his cigarette and ashing it into the ashtray that looked like it needed a good cleaning.
I managed to make it around the the front desk and let out a ‘okaaaaay’ before noticing an arm fly up into the air from one of the patrons, signaling they needed help; this was gonna be a long night.
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It was around one am when the the last customer finally cleared out of the shop, giving us a ‘bye! See you guys later’ as I stood at the computer they were using, realizing there was a thick white creamy liquid on the computer. I raised my eyes and let out a scream of horror, yelling for Joost to come over as he walked out from the back and made his way over to me; looking down at what made me scream.
He raised his eyebrows and let out a laugh, the first laugh I think I’ve heard from him. “Is that what I think it is?” He asked me, and I recoiled in horror as I went, “ew. That’s up your alley for cleaning.” He let out a small ‘fuck’ and said, “cum is not that bad. It could always be worse.”
I rolled my eyes and made my way back to the front desk, leaning over the counter and picked up my book that I was reading in my downtime; “cum is not that bad.” I said in a mocking tone, “sure, imagine taking it to your face or something and then see what you say about it not being that bad.” Flew out of my mouth fast, realizing what I said as I looked up to him.
He paused as he wiped up the rest of the mess, throwing the paper towels into the garbage underneath the desk, slowly turning around to me, “what?” was all he said before standing awkwardly, watching me intently. “Um… uh…. I said, imagine taking cum to your face. Then you can say, it’s not that bad.” I dropped my voice lower and pushed some hair behind my ear, feeling vulnerable under his stare.
He made his way over to the front desk, taking his stance next to me, moving his body to face mine, “is that so, huh? You know from experience?” I blushed and realized he was having an actual conversation with me as he raised his eyebrows, I turned my head up to look at him, finding a short burst of confidence, “maybe. Maybe not. I do a lot of things.” I shrugged my shoulders and looked back down to my book, noticing his eyes travel along my body out of the corner of my eye; deciding it I was gonna push my luck a little farther.
I turned my head back up to look at him, resting my head against my hand. “Why do you want to know, huh?” I watched a blush form over his cheeks, quickly looking away from me. “I see the way you look at me, Joost.” I dropped my tone, standing up and setting my hand down onto the counter and leaning down onto it, “I don’t know if you like… hate me and that’s why you don’t talk to me. Or maybe you’re shy or something…. But I catch you looking at my body. I see the way you look at my chest and my ass. Especially last week when I wore that skirt.”
I could see him squirm slightly, deciding to inch closer to him; biting my lip. “I-… uh, um…” he started before I laid my hand on his hand; rubbing the flesh. “It’s okay Joost, I think you’re attractive as well, you know. I’ve wanted to fuck you since we had our first shift together.” He picked his head up and finally looked at me, biting his lower lip and raked his eyes down my body, landing them on my chest.
I brought my hand forward and grabbed his large hand in mine and brought it up; placing it on my chest and squeezing my fingers around his. I dropped my other free hand to his other hand grabbed it firmly, moving it up to my other breast and letting him grasp it, moving my hands away from his and leaning my head back, watching his face as he stood in place for a second.
He swiped his thumb over the fabric of my shirt, and took a gulp; I took this as a sign as I leaned up and placed my hand at the back of his neck, pulling him towards me and planting my lips on his, closing my eyes and moving my lips, him following my lead. I pushed my body into his as his hands slowly crept down from my chest and down my body, around my hips; giving them a squeeze as they finally rested on my ass. I snaked my arm around his shoulder, planting my hand on his shoulder as I brought my other hand down his chest, pulling back.
“This is okay, yeah?” I asked as he quickly nodded and brought his head down to my neck, pressing kisses against the flesh, making small bites here there. “More than okay.” He whispered and moved back, keeping my body tightly pressed against his as my back hit the back of the desk, “sit up on here, baby.” He commanded me and I nodded, placing my hands on the edge and pushing myself up onto the counter, swinging my legs and biting my lip.
He dropped to his knees as he took my thighs in his hands, pushing my legs apart as he came face to face with my clothed center. He stared at like it was the last course of dinner and he was starving, “take these off.” He asked me, looking up to me with his beautiful blue eyes, “in here?” I asked, quickly widening my eyes and looking around, “what if somebody comes in?” he let out an annoyed huff and stood up, looking at me before agreeing and made his way to front of the store, turning off our ‘we’re open!’ Sign and quickly locking the door.
He made his way back over, dropping back to his knees, “won’t we get in trouble?” I asked, “none of that matters right now.” He mumbled as his pressed his hand into my center, slowly rubbing my most sensitive area through my jeans and I took a shaky breath and nodded, moving my fingers to unbotton my pants and pulling down the zipper. He brought up his hands to the edge of my jeans, helping me roll them down my thighs and to my ankles before making his way back up, smiling as he came face to face with my black lace underwear.
He moves his hand up as I scooted my thighs apart, slowly rubbing the skin through the fabric, pushing his fingers under the fabric and pulling it to the side. Letting his face come into contact with my bare core. I looked down at him bucked my hips up slightly, signaling for him as he got the memo and slowly sunk two of his fingers into my hole; moving his thumb to my clit and moving it in small circles, beginning to move his fingers in and out of me. “Fuck…” he muttered, “so tight. So wet.” He looked up at me, keeping a steady pace and as I threw my head back, letting out a few moans.
I rolled my head to the side and looked down at him, noticing his hand had had creeped down to his crotch; palming himself through his pants as he stared at my most senstitive area in wonder. I let out a whine, morning out his name out and slowly pulled his fingers out of me, letting my legs dangle off the counter. “Stand up and turn around.” He barked at me in his harsh tone that he usually used on me.
I pushed myself off the counter and moved around, setting my hands flat against the counter and awkwardly positioning my legs apart; realizing how constricting my jeans were, leaning over to press the front of my body on the counter. I heard the zipper of of his jeans move down, as he moved his hand up to my thong; pulling it out of my ass and pushing it to the side, fully out of the way. I bit my lip and waited in anticipation, feeling his tip make a quick swipe through my folds a few times before he slightly pushed it into my clit, rubbing against it. I let out a strangled cry as I could hear him let out a low laugh.
“Please…. Please, fuck me.” I cried out, he leaned his free hand up and rested it on my spine; rubbing the skin and began to push himself into me, feeling myself stretch slowly around him. I gritted my teeth, closing my eyes and letting out a strangled breath; “shit, you’re huge.” I let out before I could hear him laugh from above me, “ja? You asked for this.” Fully pressing his hips into my ass, bottoming out inside me before letting out a soft cry as his tip brushed against my cervix.
We sat for a few seconds before he moved his other hand to my hip, keeping me in place and began to pull his hips back, pulling out and pushing back in slowly; letting out a string of ‘fucks’ as I let out a low moan that came out as a half cry. He crept his hand up to my shoulder, roughly grabbing onto it as he began to pick up his pace. I picked up one of my hands off the counter and grabbed onto his, picking it up off my shoulder and moving it to my mouth; him covering it before I shook my head slightly, opening my lips up and letting his fingers sink into it, feeling him hook his fingers into the side of my cheek.
“Fuck, you’re going to make me cum.” He moaned out, feeling his thrusts beginning to get lazy and half hearted before I heard him take a sharp breath inwards and quickly pull out; feeling the hot liquid fall onto my backside. I caught my breath as I felt his hand drop back down to my shoulder and down my spine, moving down to my ass to give it soft pat as he reached over me to grab some tissues from the box that were set next to the computer, proceeding to wipe himself off before helping me do so.
After getting situated with both of clothes on, and getting the door unlocked again and opened for business he took a seat at the front desk again; me sitting at one of the free chairs that littered the café, opening up my book again while we had some free time. “So…. Is cum really that bad now?” I heard him ask me as I rolled my eyes and flipped him off from my position, hearing him let out a soft laugh. Work was going to more exciting from now on.
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a/n: this was kind of short but I’m trying to get in the groove of writing smut again and it’s lowkey hard esp when you b celibate smh. But anyways, thanks guys <3
