Warnings: 18+ | explicit content ahead, MDNI. This is your final warning; you are responsible for your own media consumption. As always, I do not consent to have my work translated, posted, or published on any third-party app or website. My work is only found on Tumblr.
Des: During Venus’ Media Tour for ‘Tell Me You Love Me’ she stops by Elle and they have her play a little game.
TW | 18+ : Language, Pranks (duh), Use of Looney Tunes characters as insults, suggestive messages, crack treated seriously, comedic relief besties, green flags and major crashouts.
WC: 2,890
More: #Track9 Masterlist | J. Burrow Masterlist
Walking into the ELLE Magazine building, the air shifted from a muggy NYC morning to a fresh, lilac scent as you and your assistant were escorted to the elevator.
"So we're going to get you into hair and makeup first, not that you really need any." Emma, ELLE's project manager, smiles as she runs through today's visit.
"I'm on day 6 of this twist out, all it needs is some water and mousse. And y'all are more than welcome to doll me up, I love getting my makeup done."
Emma lights up and sends a message on her phone. "I'll let them know upstairs. We're very excited to have you here."
You smile softly, "I really appreciate that. Thank you for having us."
"Zelma," Emma looks to your raven-haired assistant. "Thank you as well for sending us Ms. Venus' measurements and preferences."
Zelma nods bashfully, pushing some of her leave-out behind her ear.
"And please just call me Y/n, I love my alter ego, but it's a little too early for that diva." You chuckle as the elevator reaches the 12th floor.
Emma nods respectfully, then leads you out of the elevator and into a makeup chair. You glance briefly at a wall clock, 8:07. Entirely too early for your liking, but the shoot must go on.
Once the ELLE team introduces themselves and gets started on making you look more alive, time seems to move much faster- or maybe you fell asleep. Either way, they worked smoothly, and the finished product was beautiful. The base was lightweight and had a natural finish, complementing your everyday dark liner and pink glossy look, while the eyes took center stage with a bold purple winged shadow and glitter on the lid.
"Oh, I look hot, you guys are going to have to teach me how to recreate this. I probably wouldn't do it justice though." They chuckled as you shamelessly posed in the mirror.
"We freelance too, just so you know. We have no problem hitching a flight to the Midwest for you." One of the artists, a dark-skinned woman named Sheila, winked.
You meet her smirk with your own. "I like you. I'll have Zelma collect your information. I am still looking for a team to take on tour with me."
Both Sheila's and her partner's eyes sparkle at the idea. The latter, Paula, spoke up first. "We'd be honored to tour with you. Send us the details, and we'll work it out perfectly."
"I leave you for an hour and you're already stealing my artists." Emma grins, her heels softly clacking on the marble floor as she enters the room like a boss with her iPad of plans.
"You have very good people here, sharing is caring, you know." You tease as a wardrobe follows behind her.
"Indeed, it is. Let's see how many of these you'll steal."
The answer: all of it.
The rack immediately spoke to you. Vabriant jumpsuits range from rosy pink to fuchsia and deep purple, paired with platform rhinestoned heels to match, and the jewelry they brought in... You needed it all. This was no longer a photoshoot; you were shopping now.
You tried on every pair of heels, posed in your favorite pieces, and found yourself having way more fun than you imagined during this shoot.
Soon, the photographer was replaced with a videographer, your makeup was touched up, and you put your glasses back on for the next segment.
"Alright, 'Phoning It In', our version of prank calling. We'll read you a challenge; you can say no if it makes you uncomfortable. We do not want to create any problems for future collaborations. You'll be able to use your phone, but you have to tell us who you are going to call for each one." Madaleine, the producer, says as they change around some parts of the set.
"Sounds fun, you guys are professionals, so I trust you." You agree to the terms. "I do have to warn you, my friends have potty mouths. Prepare to censor out a lot of language. I also apologize if I slip up."
"No worries, it happens all the time. We want you to act as naturally as possible on the phone. We will censor anything you need us to." She reassures.
"Fantastic, let's get rolling then!"
“Hi, I’m Venus and I’m here at ELLE to play a game called Phoning It In. I have a list of challenges that will be putting my very novice acting skills to the test as I prank some of my closest friends.”
“Have you done anything like this before?” An off screen producer asks.
“Was I the one who started prank-calling people at parties? No, but do I know how to star 67 numbers…” She smirks, looking away from the camera.
“That wasn’t the question. Anyway! I think this is going to be fun. I love any excuse to go full theatre kid, so I have a good feeling about this. I will say, I am usually the friend who has their phone on DND, so hopefully they don’t immediately clock me.”
“Oooo okay… I’m gonna text Leon Thomas, he’s the main producer on the album, so he’ll definitely have the best worse reaction.” She chuckles, opening her phone and calling him on speaker.
“Hey V, what’s going on?” Leon cheerily picks up after two rings.
Venus takes a deep breath and tries to get into her acting bag. “Oh my god, you will not believe what happened.” She fake sobs.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what’s wrong? What happened?” Leon’s tone shifts instantly.
Her voice hitches. “My PR found unreleased tracks on SoundCloud… Only you had access to the final cut of the album… D-Did you leak the record?”
The line goes silent for a few seconds. “Ain’t not god*mn way. I ain’t leak sh*t V. Are you serious? What the f*ck man?”
“It’s almost all out there- I’m looking at it right now…” She covers her mouth to keep her giggles in check while she hears freakishly fast typing on the other side.
“Hell nah, I’ll fire this dumb*ss intern today if the shit- V I don’t see shit on here. What’d they leak it under?”
“You didn’t? Oh, okay.” She drops the act. “Because if you did, we’d have a major problem considering this was a prank.”
“What?! Aw hell, V, you got me hot, that’s not right.” Leon groans in relief.
“I’m sorry, bro. I’m doing a bit for Elle, they asked me to cry and ask if you leaked the album.” She chuckles.
“Aight, you better not do that shit again or Imma really leak some shit. Remember T****?”
Her eyes widen. “Woah woah, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I promise not to prank call you anymore. Love you, byeee.”
He laughs harder. “Deuces.”
“Lord, could y'all bleep out the last thing he said?” She chuckles nervously.
“Is T**** something from the vault?”
“Oh girl, deep in the vault and should never see the light of day. If y'all ever hear that one, I’m not gonna be the one singing it.” She snorts, shaking her head.
“Alright, what’s next?”
“Oh I know the perfect person for this. I’m calling my best friend, we came up with the title together while lying on my living room floor.” She smiles, calling her up.
“Well, look who’s finally calling me back. I was about to subtweet you, b*tch.” Mars’ voice comes through colorfully, laced with a joking tone.
“Oh I’m sorry, a b*tch’s been working all day. I have an album to promote, remember?”
“Yeah yeah yeah. Heard it all before…”
“So you know it’s true. Speaking of the album, I was thinking about changing the name of it.” She smirks to the camera.
“Ummm it’s coming out in like a week. Isn’t it a little too late for that?” Mars asks, perfectly skeptical.
“Nah, but hear me out, though.”
“I’m listening, as always.” She says somewhat thoughtfully.
“The Events Leading to Track 9.” Venus says straight-faced. “So…? What we think- oh my god she’s FaceTiming me.”
After answering the FaceTime, Mars goes off. “Y/n. Y/n Y/m Y/n.”
“Damn, just put my full name out there, why don’t you?” She playfully rolls her eyes.
“Girl, shut up. That’s either the best PR trick you could do or the f*cking worst. Don’t you dare change the name of that album.” Mars glares at her.
“But why not? It’s technically true.”
“It’s not though, it’s dumb. It should be ‘The Events After Track 9’.” Mars smirks, they both start laughing.
“Not you trying to help this ridiculous idea.”
“B*tch if I remember correctly, the whole track 9 dilemma was the ridiculous idea.” She points out, rightfully so.
“You went along with you- in fact you encouraged it.”
“Well that’s what happens when an evil spirit has influenced you.”
Venus scoffs, not hurt but a tad annoyed. “B*tch, f*ck you. This was a prank, by the way, and that was foul. Take it back.”
“Can’t it’s already in the world. Since when do you prank call people? You hate calling people in general.”
V nods to the Elle camera. “That’s very true. I hate being on the phone. I’d rather burn my processor up with FaceTime. Anyway, I’m with Elle. Say hi.” She turns her phone towards the camera.
“Oh, heyyy! Wait, y'all didn’t make her sing? I swear to God, this girl lives for song association; she just starts belting out the first thing that comes to mind. Watch V.”
She chuckles, facing the camera again. “Hit me.”
“No, tell me Lose My Breath didn’t just start playing in your head?”
“It did…” She throws her head back in giggles. “The second I said it, the drums came in.”
“Wanna sing some of it?” A producer asks.
“Yesssss make her sing!” Mars encourages.
Venus shrugs, looking around like she’s thinking. “I don’t know… it might be in-
‘Can you keep up, baby boy. Make me lose my breath…”
“Y'all think you’re slick. I wonder who I should call.” She snorts, throwing the card.
“We have no idea what you could be talking about.” Everyone in the background laughs.
“So who’re you gonna call?”
Venus sighs dramatically, then picks up her phone. “I’m calling my boyfriend, get ready to censor some of this out.” She smirks as the phone rings.
The producer hands her the lyrics to her song, which she accepts gratefully while the dial tone plays.
“If this man doesn’t pick up-
“Baby hold on, gotta get rid of the strays.” Joe’s calm, deep voice comes through the speaker.
“Oh no, here we go again…” She sighs, taking the opportunity to start the prank realistically.
“I know, I know. Alright, I’m in the car. How’re ya doing, pretty girl?”
“I don’t know, still fighting over what I said? I’m sorry.”
He sighs remembering the brief argument they had before she left. “Baby, Y/n, we don’t have to talk about this over the phone.”
“I’m sorry.” She mutters against the speaker, then winks to the camera.
“You have nothing to be sorry about; we both make mistakes and get upset sometimes,” Joe says softly, his voice full of understanding.
Venus frowns, mouthing, ‘he’s too good for this.’
“I’m bad at love, I’m not good at this.” She continues.
“Y/n stop,” He sighs, “I don’t want this to bring you down, you know how I feel about your bouts of self-deprecation. Especially when I’m not there to hold you and make it all better.”
“But I can’t say that I’m innocent.” She adds a scoff-like laugh. “Not hardly, but I’m sorry.”
“Babe, what is this about? Are you okay? Do you need me to come to New York, cause I’ll jump on a flight right now.”
*Everyone behind the camera coos in awe. Venus throws her head back kicking her feet, everyone in the room can tell this is killing her. But she’s committed.
She takes a deep breath, both in necessity and for drama. “All my friends they know and it’s true..” She sniffles. “I don’t know who I am without you.”
“Impossible, you might be the love of my life but that’s not all you are. You’re an incredible songwriter, a beautiful kind person and the best singer I have ever heard. Without me, you’ll always be a star, I’m here to make sure you shine brighter.” Joe’s voice is full of love and warmth that ultimately makes her crack.
“Oh my god, baby. I can’t do this.” Y/n shakes her head and switches to a video call.
“You gonna tell me what’s wrong now, beautiful?” Joe fills the frame with a soft but concerned smile. His hair slicked back with sweat and only the top of his white tank top can be seen, his lightly tanned skin flushed since he just finished working out.
“Yes, babe I’m so sorry I put you through that. It was a prank. I’m here with ELLE, say hi.” She explains turning her phone so he can see the camera crew.
“Hi everyone.” Joe sighs of relief, a small chuckle following. “Jesus, babe. I thought you were about to break up with me or worse. I’m glad you’re okay, even though you scared the shit out of me.”
She laughs guiltily. “I know, I’ll make it up to you when I get back, promise.”
“I’ll be looking forward to that.” He does the oddly attractive eyebrow thing.
“Oh my god, bye babe. And don’t tell Ja’Marr yet, I might have to prank him next.”
“Got it, you know your acting has gotten way better than you think.”
“I’ll absolutely take that compliment. Bye handsome, I love you.” He responds softly then she ends the call. “That was f*cking brutal. What’s next?”
“Since you already have someone in mind…
“Oh f*ck, the second that leaves my mouth he’s going to call Joe. Yall are about to trigger this man. No one here is prepared for an Uno crashout. Brace yourselves.” Venus giggles as the phone rings.
“Yo V, what’s up? Miss me yet?” Ja’Marr’s cocky and annoying ‘little brother’ tone comes through the phone easily.
She rolls her eyes. “No bighead, I need some advice. Like real advice, no bullsh*t.”
“Real advice? Why me though? What about Joe?”
“Well, its not exactly news he’d like to hear.” She says unsettlingly.
“Oh lord, hit me.”
“So my agent called and told me ABC is considering me as the next Bachelorette. What do you think I should-
“HELL NAH! UNLESS SHIESTY IS JOINING YOU BETTER TELL THEM FOOLS NO.”
Y/n holds back her laugh trying to maintain her composure. “This could be a big opportunity for me. My audience could grow, think about the publicity.”
“THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE WORRIED ABOUT? DIDN’T YOUR LAST ALBUM GO PLATINUM?”
“Jay, that’s not the point.”
“THE HELL IT IS. I'M CALLING JOE- ACTUALLY HE JUST PULLED UP, STAY ON THE DAMN LINE.” They can audibly hear the door slam as Ja’Marr leaves his house to go next door. Y/n mutes the call to let out the giggles she couldn’t hold in for much longer.
“I predicted this! He lives next door to us by the way.” Then they all hear it.
“BURROW, YOU NEED TO HEAR THIS SHIT! YOUR GIRL WANTS TO GO ON THE F*CKING BACHELORETTE! I think- NOPE I know she’s lost her mind. I don’t know what the hell you were fighting about before she left, but you need to fix this shit. HERE.” The phone is shoved into the quarterback’s chest. Joe smirks and holds it up to his ear.
“Hey baby, the bachelorette huh?”
Y/n unmutes the phone, chuckling. “It’s a good one right?”
“Oh yeah, Uno’s lost his sh*t. Told you acting might be your next mission.”
Ja’Marr scoffs, his voice softer, but no less enraged due to the distance from the phone. “Acting? On REALITY TV? That's the dumbest f*cking sh*t, I’ve ever f*cking heard! Wait, why the h*ll are you smiling for? I swear if y'all pulling that break up shit on me again…
“JA’MARR, call the hell down. It’s a prank, daffy.”
Joe bursts out laughing while Ja’Marr snatches the phone back. “F*ck you, you’re the d*mn Looney Toon. That shit wasn’t funny. You and your damn boyfriend deserve to go to h*ll for that.”
“It wasn’t that bad.” Joe says out of breath from his laughter.
“You nasty ass bunnies deserve each other. Get the fuck off my lawn Burrow.”
“It’s mine too, asshole!”
“Okay that’s enough, they will bicker for hours.” Y/n snorts ending the call. “I hope yall are entertained.”
‘It was everything and more.’ The producer chuckles.
Venus shakes her head as they give her the cue to do the outro.
“Thank you guys for watching, I hope you enjoyed. And make sure to check out my new album ‘Tell Me You Love Me'. Bye…”
“AND CUT!”
‘Do you mind telling us what this mystery argument was about?” Someone asks.
Venus just smirks. “I refused to give him a back rub the night before I left. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, ya’know?”
A/N: Send me some love if you enjoyed this not so mini/bonus chapter. More bonus content will be found at the bottom of #Track9’s official masterlist (which is linked up top). 🩷
Summary: Venus goes on live after rehearsal and lets her fans take a glimpse into what her and Joe's nights together are like.
Chapter 24: Mr. Perfect
#Track9 Masterlist | Main Masterlist
TW: implied smut, language, haters.
WC: about 2k
Part 1 🖤
₊˚ପ ⊹ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ꕥ
@musicbyvenus has started an Instagram Live! Come join!
“Hello, all you beautiful people. How are my babes doing tonight? I haven’t done this in a hot minute, so be patient with me. I had a really long day and thought the best way to unwind would be for me to unload onto my darling fans.” The woman chuckled to herself while watching the viewer count grow by hundreds per minute.
Tell us all about your day bestie!
How are rehearsals going?
Are you gonna release the set list yet?
How’s Joe doing?
Where’s Joe?!?
“Wow these are coming in fast. I’m going to try and answer as many of your questions as possible, but thank you guys for just being here with me. I know I tend to go a bit awol with my public appearances, so I appreciate everyone here. Rehearsals are going great, I’m very happy with how the show is looking.”
@MarsOfficial Im expecting a least two Hamilton songs while I’m in attendance
“You always expect so much of me; you’re starting to sound like my mother, Y/Bff.”
@MarsOfficial then maybe you should start listening to me
A light-hearted giggle makes its way into the air as she reads her best friend’s comment. “I always listen to you!”
@MarsOfficial fat liesssss
“Y'all listen; the only reason I am in a relationship right now is because Y/Bff and Riana, two of my best friends, literally pushed us together. None of this would’ve happened without them.”
“What wouldn’t have happened without who?” A deep voice coming from behind her says.
OMG ITS JOEY
Joe said shit i have to work lol
PLEASE ASK HIM TO STAY
ON GOD HES SO HOT
I DON'T KNOW WHY I expected him to walk in shirtless, but I’m kinda disappointed
IS HE COMING TO THE LA SHOW???
“I was talking about how we got together.” Y/n peaks behind herself to watch the quarterback snicker while fishing through their kitchen cabinets.
“Oh you mean when your friends pretended to be my ex to make you jealous? Yea they were a great help.” Joe rolled his eyes while grabbing a snack and a bottle of water. “I’ll have you know, I was fully capable of doing that on my own.”
@Riri.intl24 why is he lying, he had almost two years to make a move and DIDNT
“Riana begs to differ. Can you grab me-“ Y/n’s cut off by her own water and snack being dangled in front of her. “Thank you.”
WHAT A GENTLEMAN
UGH I WANT ONE
IS THAT A CLIFF BAR
Y/n we’re judging you so hard right now
Joe takes a seat next to her but slightly out of camera. “Of course, and tell Riana I was trying to time it right.”
“Ok Mr. Time-Is-Of-The-Essence.” She smirked, then turned back to her phone. “Why are you people roasting my cliff bar?”
@MarsOfficial because you once said it tasted like good dirt then proceeded to inhale one
“I’m going to ignore that. Let’s answer some questions! Yes, Joey’s going to be at the LA show. I am not releasing the set list, but I do have an announcement regarding it. I’ve decided that my show will be about 2 hours long and each show will have 3-4 different surprise songs. I’m very excited about that. If yall have been keeping up on X, then you’d know the first show’s theme is ‘Slumber Party’. Unfortunately I can’t kick anyone out if they don’t dress up-“
ARE YOU ACTUALLY GOING TO PERFORM HAMILTON SONGS?
Is Walk Like This on the Set List
“Fantastic.”
THE NERVE
“You are not anyone, you have to dress up.” She pointed at the man.
YESSS SIS
You should bring him on stage with you!
WALK HIM LIKE A DOG
Joey shook his head and sighed, “I was joking babe, kinda.”
“Uh huh sureeee. Whoever asked about Walk Like This, this answer is 100%. I absolutely love that song and the choreo, ugh amazing. I can’t wait to perform it.”
What song is Joe most excited for?
What songs will you absolutely NOT be singing?
Is ‘The One’ on the no list?
“I don’t even have to ask him which one he wants to see the most. Joey?”
“Crazy for You.” He smiled.
“See, he’s extremely predictable.”
scripted
“Ok hold on, I also like what you did with Tell Me You Love Me.” He so kindly added.
“Why thank you kind sir.”
@lahjay10_ gross
We love a supportive boyfriend
Husband Material
Get married please
ADOPT ME
Not all of Team Shiesty being in the comments
It's in their dating contract
“Yall are too funny.” Y/n looks over at Joe to see him with his head thrown back laughing. “What is it?”
“Your accent.” He coughed out.
“Joey, I don't have an accent.” She pouts.
Nahhh we know a southern belle when we hear one
Someone forgot she’s from Georgia
You’d think it’d get weaker the longer she stays up north
orrrr maybe she still has it because she doesn't actually live in Ohio
“Yes you do, but don’t worry I think it’s absolutely adorable.”
“I can’t with you.” She rolled her eyes, but the smile spreading across her cheeks told him otherwise.
@MarsOfficial I KNEW IT
@MarsOfficial I knew he had a thing for your country shit
“Aight, we are getting off task! Is there a No list? Technically yes, but no ‘The One’ is not on it. And before any of you start, Joseph, please tell the people how you feel about ‘The One’ once and for all.” Y/n turns the phone so the fans have a full picture of him.
“I feel like people have been waiting and praying for this moment.” He chuckles brushing his fingers through his hair.
CAUSE WE HAVEEEEE
TELL USSSS
WE NEED TO KNOW
He raises his right hand. “Ok, everyone listening. I, Joe Burrow of the Cincinnati Bengals.”
“Oh my god.”
“I’m trying to deliver an address here, princess.” He said sternly. She pretended to zip her mouth shut and throw away the key.
Stop making me feel singleeee
“Ok where were we, right. I, Joe Burrow of the Cincinnati Bengals, solemnly swear that Track Nine is one of my actual favorite songs that Y/n has put out. Now all the commotion stops here, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.” As he finishes, they lock eyes and simultaneously burst into fits of laughter.
I knew it wasn’t that serious
We were clickbaited
THEY FOOLED US
Social Media is the devil
@MarsOfficial I tried to tell you
Her next project is gonna go so crazy
Hiiii from Canada
Instead of turning the phone back towards his girlfriend, Joey gently cuffs her waist and pulls her over to himself so she can continue her job. Then rests his hand over her shoulder.
Yoooo if you couldn’t see the height difference then, you def see it now🤭
Ugh they look so damn good together
Yall should do an whole day in the life
What happened to not liking cameras Joey???
“Okay guys, I think I’m gonna take a few more questions then call it a night.”
Noooo
Has Joe seen the entire show?
Booooo
Yes get off so Joe can get off from work and see his real girl
European fans here!!!
What is your ideal date night?
“I know I know, but our dinner’s almost here so we gotta wrap this up. No, he has not seen the whole show. I need my man to be surprised too. More importantly, he has no clue how Crazy for Me is being set.” She smirked as she felt his hand move down to her thigh.
Oh they gon wrap something else up tonight too
“Oh but does my mind wonder.” He bites his lip, no longer able to pay attention to anything but the woman on his right.
Omg the sexual tension is brewing
His hand continues to stroke her thigh until his phone goes off. “Fuck, food’s here.” He gets up and rounds the couch, but before he completely passes her their dark eyes meet and he makes a quick stop.
@MarsOfficial I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, they are literally CRAZY for each other
Dream vacation??
I’m sorry why can’t a man look at me like that
She was right about this not lasting very long
Shiiiiii I wonder how long HE lasts👀
@lahjay10_ yalls comments are getting out of hand
A strong but gentle hand lightly pulls her head back and they smile before he connects his lips to hers for a shy but sweet kiss, then he pecks her forehead and leaves the frame.
AGAIN A MAN LIKE THAT PLEASE
GOD WHOEVER IS LISTENING THANK YOU
That looked mad forced
You make me feel so single🤧
If you weren’t famous, what would you be doing?
Y/n quickly clears her throat before looking back at her comments.
@lahjay10_ oh god, get that off of my phone
She’s so flusteredddd
Girl we understand whewwww
“Uno, go away. Okay um, speed round. Dream vacation is definitely Greece. Ideal date night depends on how we’re feeling, but you can’t go wrong with a nice restaurant then coming home and getting in the hot tub. If I weren’t famous what would I be doing?”
Joe Burrow.
The man right behind you
That one Cincinnati quarterback maybe🤭
regular shit because they wouldn't even know each other
yall are unhinged
Her eyes widened and she looked over her shoulder at her boyfriend setting up their dinner. “Hmmmm yes to the first three.”
QUEEN
@Riri.intl24 Girl focus!
@MarsOfficial Ridiculous.
“Ok but for real if I wasn’t famous I guess I’d be trying to put myself through school.” She shrugged.
“Nope, you’d be in your residency program like you’re supposed to because I’d take care of everything. Now sign off of there so I can have my dessert.” He stated from the background.
“We didn’t order any dessert.”
Joe darkly smiled, “we didn’t have to. Everything I want is already here.”
HOT SHIT
OMG
thats so scripted🥱
I THREW THE PHONE
MSKSKFYCYHC
GIRL GO
“Fuck me.” She says under her breath, then reaches for her phone.
“I’m trying.”
SCREAMING
@lahjay10_ imma clown his ass for this so much
@MarsOfficial Venus you need to move faster
@Riri.intl24 Esa comida no se comerá pronto
(translation: that food is not getting eaten anytime soon)
“Jesus, bye babes. Love yall, and I can’t wait to meet you soon.” She stands, blows the camera a quick kiss, and turns off the phone.
As she walks toward the dining room, he meets her half way and backs her up against a wall. “Fucking finally, I’ve wanted you since I first walked in.”
His hands go straight to her soft waist and his lips meet hers with an intense fervor. Breathless moans are smothered against his lips and her fingers tangle in his hair. “Wha-what about the food?”
Joe grips her ass, his lips pull off of hers, and they begin to suck purple bruises on her neck and behind her ear. “You always say it tastes better after it's reheated anyway.”
He pecks her lips and smiles at his handy work: her lips swollen and red, eyes burning with a dark desire, neck glistening with a shiny magenta hue and knees trembling from the pressure. “You’re so beautiful.”
Her face heats up as she takes in the sight of her lover with a matching set of glossy lips. “I love you.”
“I love you more than anything, and I’m about to show you exactly how much.” He smirks then throws her over his shoulder and takes off towards the bedroom.
It's the night before the first Bengals game of the season and you're helping your husband get ready to start the season off right. Which includes doing his and Ja'Marr's hair, usually you'd have already done it, but they like doing things last minute just because they can.
"Man, it's really not that bad." Ja'Marr smirks as he watches his fellow receiver squirm.
"You trippin, baby you are grippin my damn brain right now." You roll your eyes at Tee's antics.
"Tamaurice stop acting like a baby. Did you or did you not pick 'Pop Smoke braids?"
"I thought it was gon' be fast, I aint think you'd be putting your whole self on my head. Ow shit-" He winces as you start another plait.
"You know, I've had children sit better than you." He turns his head with a deadpan look on his face. Ja'Marr, from the kitchen, immediately busted out laughing.
"You too, Uno! And why are you eating my chicken?"
"Cuz' you my sister and I'm hungry." You shake your head and go back to Tee's hair, which would be done if he would just sit still. But instead of letting you finish he lifts himself off the floor and joins your younger brother.
"I need a break."
"I want a divorce." You slump back on the couch, brushing the loose hair off your pajama pants.
"What was that?" Your husband calls out.
"Oh nothing, just me regretting following my idiot brother to Ohio." Ja'Marr snorts.
"You should be thanking me. I got you better clients and even though I told you stay away from my teammates, you found a husband."
You give him a stank face even if he may have a point.
Tee comes back to the couch with a plate so full you'd think he hadn't eaten dinner an hour ago. "Didn't get your fill earlier?"
"Nah, but half of it is yours." He says handing you a fork.
"Baby I'm good, I ate with y'all remember?" You chuckle while low-key eyeing the homemade potato salad.
He rolls his eyes before 'force' feeding you. "You forget that I know you, that shit was cute on our first date, but you my woman now." You close your eyes as the flavors marry together in your mouth.
"Mhm exactly." He leans and pecks your lips.
"That's my cue. Goodnight ya nasty lovebirds." Ja'Marr announces. The front door slams shut a few seconds later.
"I thought he'd never leave." You chuckle.
"Thank god he did, cause now I can do this." He cups your chin and pulls you in for a much deeper sensual kiss. You immediately melt against his plush lips and allow him full access past your lips. The remnants of his cologne fill your senses and ignite a fire in your chest. You clutch his shirt closing the inches of space between you as his tongue relearns the grooves of your mouth.
"Baby." You attempt mutter, but it's swallowed by your lover.
He finally pulls away with a deep rumble in his chest, "yea?" He asks with lidded eyes.
"We need to finish your hair." You say taking your swollen lips between your teeth. He swipes his tongue over his bottom lip.
"Yea." Neither of you move, too engrossed in each other's gaze. His eyes flicker back down to your lips and a smile grows on his face.
You break away from your trance as his hand strokes your thigh. "I mean it." Slapping away his hand, but he just grips it harder.
"Tee..."
A deep grumble is released into the air. "Why you wanna get rid of me so bad?"
"I don't, but the faster we get done the sooner we can move to the bedroom." A look of mischief flashes in his eyes that has him planting himself back on the carpet.
"Aight, let's go and skip the mousse." A light giggle leaves your lips.
"I'll see what I can do."
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a/n: not 'Legacy' but I could not stop thinking about this idea so I had to write it. but now I'll be able to focus on 'legacy' lol
