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parties were definitely not winnie’s thing. at all. that’s why when she was invited by joe and ja’marr, she was a bit hesitant. she doesn’t enjoy all the drinking games and the overall craziness that comes along with these house parties. however, she also doesn’t want to be a complete let down and a loser. she was invited and not showing up would be a bit selfish from her.

and so, winnie’s standing in the mirror, dusting off her champagne colored body-con dress as she looks at herself. her hair was curled and styled neatly, framing her face a bit; on top of her hair, she’s put on some light makeup.

upon checking the time, she gaps, realizing she’d be a bit late. she grabs her wallet, and heads out to her car, putting the address of the party into her phone and heading over that way.

she arrives, and it’s like your average party. she looks around, trying to look for joe. a soft smile forms on her lips as she spots him.

“hey, joey,” she says, looking up at his hat.

big dick joe.

huh. that’s interesting. she giggles a little, looking at him up and down. he looks…good. his clothing was simple, but he still stood out.

“well look at you, winwin,” joe whistles, his own gaze moving across winnie’s frame. the way her dress hugs her curves, and her hair is styled almost drives him crazy, “you look…stunning.” he compliments her, his voice softening a bit.

“i can say the same for you.” she smiles, looking at joe fondly. her cheeks turn a faint pink shade, one that can barely be seen.

time passes by, joe and winnie are in the corner, watching the chaos ensue. ja’marr himself was in the middle of a circle, showing off his dance moves. but at least everyone was occupied with that.

joe cannot tear his eyes off of winnie. everything about her is absolutely gorgeous. and it all brings him back to that stupid wet dream he had about her before. it’s hard for him to deny it, but he wants her. bad. so so bad. he gently takes her hand, whispering into her ear.

“wanna head to my car…? it’s kind of crazy in here, huh?” he asks, looking at winnie.

winnie nods in agreement, a small giggle leaving her lips. “yeah. it’s a bit much.” she murmurs, squeezing joe’s hand.

they both sneak out the front door, heading towards joe’s car. they both hop into the backseat, taking in a sigh of relief as they escape the noise. they share a laugh, enjoying a small moment of silence.

after a while, winnie looks at joe, raising an eyebrow. “did you see ja’marr and his dance moves though…?” she asks, giggling a bit.

“i did…they were…something, for sure.” joe laughs as well, nodding as he looks at winnie. he isn’t sure if it’d be too bold of him, but he couldn’t resist anymore. there was no way. he needs to let winnie know just how gorgeous she truly is.

he reaches over, ever so softly placing a hand onto her exposed thigh looking into her eyes. winnie, flustered, but not against the sudden contact, looks at joe and waits for him to speak.

“winnie…?”

“yeah?” she murmurs, watching as joe scoots closer towards her.

“you look…so fucking gorgeous tonight.” he boldly admits, looking at winnie and her frame. he loves the way the dress looks on her, but in the same breath, he couldn’t help but want to tear it off of her, to do things that…friends wouldn’t normally do.

winnie, surprised by joe’s compliment, looks away with a bashful look on her face. there’s no way that he’s complimenting her. and the grip he has on her thigh is definitely not helping her case at all. his hands are strong, veiny; and she couldn’t help but imagine them all over her body.

joe senses winnie’s meek reaction to his compliment, gently grabbing her chin and making her look at him once again.

“you have no idea…all the things i’m thinking about.” joe whispers, his fingers tracing along her jaw as he looks at her.

winnie’s body subconsciously shivers at his words, the hair standing on her delicate skin. she finds herself leaning in towards him and his touch, her breath hitching slightly.

“joe…i…we shouldn’t,” she whispers, though she still finds herself gravitating towards him. she feels his hands snake around her waist, and mindlessly finds her arms around his shoulders.

“are you sure?” joe teases, his thumbs caressing her waist over her fitting dress. he chuckles, looking at winnie, “you and i both know that this is something we want.”

with that, the space between the two of them got smaller and smaller, until their lips finally locked in a slow kiss. there was no rush in the kiss, just savoring the moment between them. their hands roamed each other’s bodies with every second, as if trying to commit the other’s frame to memory.

ever so gently, joe lays winnie down against the backseat, still kissing her, albeit with more passion and desire. and winnie reciprocated his desire, letting out a small whine as his tongue darted against her glossy lips. she easily grants him access, letting him fully savor the kiss.

after a moment, joe pulls away looking down at winnie. seeing her beneath him, her lips swollen from kissing and her breath slightly uneven, he can’t help but be aroused. on top of all this, winnie had never done anything like this. he would be her first, and in a setting like this? the thought made his pants tighten slightly.

he grabs the bottom of her dress, looking into her eyes. “may i…take this off?” he asks, making sure not to scare winnie away

“yes…g-god, yes…” she pants out softly, eliciting a chuckle from joe as he lifts off her dress.

there she was, almost entirely nude in front of him, minus her panties. they’re white and a bit lacy, which joe thought was very fitting for her. he grins, his hands caressing the soft skin of her stomach.

“god…look at you,” joe mumbles, unable to take his gaze away from her. he presses small kisses to her neck as he caresses her body, slowly moving up towards her perky breasts, “such a pretty girl…fuck, you’re beautiful, winnie.” he sighs, his thumb carefully finding a place on her nipple.

the sensation makes winnie gasp, her body jolting a little from the feeling. goosebumps cover her skin as she leans her head back, getting used to joe’s hand on her breast. everything about this, being his friend and doing this in his car…it felt scandalous, but good at the same time.

and joe knows she likes this too, taking in all her reactions to his touch. he cups her breast fully in his hand, whispering in her ear.

“i love how sensitive you are, sweet girl.” he says, rubbing her nipple in circles while his other and caresses her waist.

his lips descend across her body, pressing small kisses and giving an occasional nibble on her skin. he could feel every shiver and shake of her body, and it almost drives him feral.

soon, joe’s hands and lips stop at winnie’s waist, his thumbs just lightly brushing against the top of her underwear. he looks up at her, seeing her flushed cheeks.

it’s cute. she’s cute. and for him to have his cute, nerdy friend trembling like this? it gives him a bit of an ego, because he’s essentially responsible for the loss of her innocence.

“may i?” he asks, his fingers gently grasping at the fabric of her underwear while he waits for winnie’s response.

and so, she nods, looking at joe. behind the lust in them, she sees…fondness and care. “yes…you can, joey.”

with a smile, he carefully pulls down the lacy garment, setting it aside as he looks down at winnie, who is completely bare. if joe wasn’t already hard, the sight of her would surely do him in.

joe’s hands gently lift up her thighs, his grip a bit rough, but not too rough to startle winnie. as he stares at her bare cunt, he can’t help but want to feel her, to taste her. maintaining eye contact with her, he kisses her inner thighs, slowly getting closer and closer to where she wants him.

sensing her shyness and watching her gaze veer off, joe tsks a bit, grabbing her chin and forcing her gaze back onto him.

“winnie,” he mutters, looking into her round, cocoa colored eyes, “i want you to look at me while i eat your pretty little pussy out. can you do that?” he asks, his thumb brushing against her plush bottom lip.

with her body trembling in excitement and nerves, winnie nods, looking down at joe as he speaks. his words make her legs jolt a bit. “mhm…i can…” she whispers.

joe chuckles, his hand leaving her chin and moving down her body. “good job, sweet girl.” he praises her, gently taking his finger and caressing her wet folds as he gauges her expressions. he chuckles at the soft whines that leave her lips, continuing his movements ever so slowly.

he leans down, giving an agonizingly slow lick up her center, drawing a moan from her as her back arches from the car seats. the sound is like heaven to joe’s ears, all he wants is to hear her beautiful voice.

as joe begins to slowly eat her out winnie finds herself squirming slightly, beams of pleasure moving through her body. the feeling of his tongue against her sensitive core is foreign, but so good.

pulling away for a moment, joe chuckles, taking his hands and holding winnie’s, interlocking their fingers. the gesture, though small, was rather intimate, causing his heart to flutter slightly. “do you like this? how my tongue feels against you?” he murmurs, kissing her thighs softly.

“y-yeah…feels really good.” she answers, nodding as she looks at joe with a shy but pleased smile.

joe chuckles, leaning back down and continuing his movements against her core. gently, he squeezes winnie’s hands as he plunges his tongue into her. the feeling makes her eyes water ever so slightly, her legs quivering.

deciding to test the waters, joe carefully lets go of one of her hands and prods at her core with a finger, watching as winnie’s mouth fell open in a soft gasp.

“oh my god…joe…!” she moans softly, feeling him slowly push his finger inside of her as he continues eating her out. her stomach flutters from the pleasure and she tries her best to stay still.

“yeah…? does that feel good, sweet girl?” joe murmurs, gently pumping his finger in and out of her as he watches her squirm against the leather seats. “you like this, huh? taking my tongue and lips like the wonderful angel you are.” he says with a soothing voice before leaning back down and continuing his attack with his tongue.

winnie is overwhelmed, but content with the pleasure, her stomach churning more and more as joe continues to finger and eat her out. she grips joe’s hand that she’s holding onto, her legs visibly becoming more and more shaky.

“j-joe…! i-i think i’m-”

“gonna come?” he finishes winnie’s words, chuckling as he watches her nod, his eyes taking in her shaky frame. he continues licking her wet folds, his finger thrusting into her. “that’s okay,” he says gently, squeezing winnie’s hand in reassurance. sensing the fact that the pleasure is getting to her, joe whispers.

“come for me, sweet girl. you can do it.”

before she even takes his words in, her vision goes white, her core clenching against joe’s finger. “o-oh god…!” she whines, waves of pleasure running through her as she comes against his tongue and hand.

for a few seconds, joe guides winnie through her oragasm, only stopping his movements until it’s completely over, he finishes lapping up any cum from her cunt before sucking his finger. he looks at her the entire time while doing this, smirking at winnie’s shy expression.

“how was that for your first time getting eaten out?” joe teases with a cocky expression. his touch his soft however, using his free hand to caress winnie’s hair.

with a breathless nod, winnie answers. “g-good…yeah. i really liked it…” she admits, her voice soft.

“i’m glad you enjoyed it, sweet girl.” joe grins, looking down at winnie with some lust still in his gaze. he wants to go the full nine-yards and fuck her, though he’s unsure of if she’s ready for that or not.

gently, he moves his hand to winnie’s cheek. “winwin?” he asks tenderly, his voice soft, “do you…want to go further with this?”

“further as in…?” winnie trails off, to which joe nods.

“mhm,” he confirms, “it’s totally up to you, baby. i won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” joe reassures her, caressing her cheek.

winnie thinks back to everything up until this point. the way he looked at her volleyball game, him literally getting off to her voice. she becomes slightly aroused by it all. deciding on her answer, she nods as she looks at joe.

“yes. i want to go further,” she answers, her voice a slight plea as she looks at joe, almost imploring him to fully take what’s his, “please…i’m ready.”

please.

joe chuckles lowly, his hands immediately moving to unbuckle his pants as he looks at winnie. he sets his belt on the floorboard, shuffling off his pants, leaving him in his boxers. before taking off his boxers, he gently holds onto her wrist, guiding her hand carefully to his raging boner.

“you feel that, sweet girl? how hard you make me?” joe questions as he looks at winnie, his own breath hitching as he watches her nod. she slowly moves her hand over his clothed cock, eliciting a small hiss from him.

he tuts and shakes his head, moving her hand away. “not too much, baby. gotta be patient.” he laughs.

finally, he removes his boxers, his girth springing free from them as he pulls them down. he tosses them aside, looking at winnie. as her for her, she’s quite…stunned. he looks…well, big. her eyes widen as she looks at the pre-cum on his tip, her cheeks turning bright red.

“what? you never seen a man’s dick before?” joe raises an eyebrow.

“n-no? i’ve watched porn, i guess, b-but i…” winnie stammers, her voice soft as she tries to find the words. giving up on modesty, she offers a blunt, but meek response, “you’re…big.”

joe laughs at winnie’s honesty, gently ruffling her hair. “yeah? well, i guess you understand my ‘big dick joe’ moniker huh?” he smirks, his hand moving down her body. he’s trying so hard to not lose all control. but it’s kind of hard for him at this moment.

he leans over her, looking down into her round eyes. they’re so precious and cute. he almost feels guilty, stripping his best friends purity by fucking her in the back seat of his car. but when she looks the way she does, begging the way she is…who is he to resist?

“are you sure you want this, sweetheart?” joe says softly caressing her body.

“mhm…please, joe,” she urges, her voice an eager but gentle plea as she looks up at him, “please…fuck me.”

fuck me.

those last two words almost make joe lose it. his grip tightens against winnie’s hip, his eyes burning into hers with desire. this is it. he lines up his fully erect cock with her entrance, his eyes meeting hers as he does so. his hands gently slide over hers, their fingers interlocking as he pins her hands down gently.

he slowly pushes into her, letting out a groan as he does so. she’s so tight, he swears he could almost come just from being inside of her for the first time. once he’s about halfway through, he leans down, pressing a soft kiss against her lips and giving her gentle praises.

“god, you feel so good, sweet girl, taking me so well.” he says in a hushed tone, his hands grasping onto winnie’s hip as he finishes pushing into her fully. he kisses her neck gently, occasionally leaving a hickey here and there.

after letting winnie adjust to the feeling of him inside of her, joe rocks his hips lightly, his thrusts gentle and slow. he looks up at her, watching as her eyes fill with tears of pleasure from how full she felt.

she grips onto joe’s hands, soft moans leaving her lips. in one meticulous move, joe almost pulls out before thrusting back into her, drawing a loud moan from her lips.

joe laughs against her neck, ever so slightly quickening his thrusts as he looks at winnie. “you’re so loud, baby. it’s almost like you want to get caught with me.” he teases, letting out a grunt of his own as he feels her clenching around him.

he couldn’t help but watch just how well she took his length, noticing a slight bulge with every thrust he makes. lets go of one of her hands, pressing his against her stomach as continues thrusting.

“mmh! f-fuck…! god, joey…!” winnie whimpers, looking up at joe as he thrusts into her, the sound of their skin meeting filling the car with every move. her eyes are slightly glossy, rolling back as he rolls into her more intensely, groans leaving his lips.

“mhm, sweet girl? what is it?” joe asks between groans, not stopping his movements as he looks down at her. he smirks, noticing that she isn’t answering and just letting out moans.

he smiles, holding onto winnie’s face as he thrusts “seems like there’s nothing in that pretty little head of yours,” he taunts, looking into her pleased, but dazed eyes. how the tears formed in them and threatened to spill with every thrust, “this is kind of dirty, hm? your best friend fucking you in his car?” he asks.

“m-mhm. yeah…” winnie gasps, looking up at joe as he gently lifts her thighs, his thrusts being deeper and deeper.

“but you like this, huh? making you feel so fucking good,” he practically growls, “you don’t have to think about anything other than me.”

at this point, feeling too absorbed in pleasure, winnie simply nods, all sorts of sounds leaving her lips. the way he’s pushing his hips against hers feels too good, not a single coherent thought comes from her. but she doesn’t mind; in fact, this was more than good. she loved this feeling.

soon enough, joe could feel her walls squeezing against him again, sensing that she was about to come again. “you wanna come, sweet girl?” he grunts, moving his hand to her clit, but not doing anything yet.

winnie looks at joe and affirmatively shakes her head yes, her voice shaky and desperate. “yes…i-i need to come s-so badly…!”

“beg.”

stunned, but too eager to disobey, winnie nods, pleading as she looks at joe. “please, joey…! p-please let me come! fuck, i-i’ve been good! please…!”

joe smiles, taking his thumb and rubbing her clit in circles to help guide her towards her orgasm. he murmurs, his own voice trembling from the pleasure. “that’s it. come for me, baby.”

a sob escapes winnie’s lips as she reaches her climax, her hands gripping onto joe’s shoulders tightly as she lets every sensation take over. from his intense thrusts to his hand on her clit, it was a lot, but it felt so damn good, like the best thing she’s ever felt.

once she slowly comes down from her high, joe pulls out, groaning as he jerks himself off. he eventually comes as well, spurts of the white, sticky fluid landing on her chest and stomach. he pants, looking down at winnie. he moves some hair off her forehead, his voice tender.

“hey, winwin,” he whispers, his voice a bit hoarse. “are you with me, sweet girl?”

winnie nods, humming as she looks at joe. she doesn’t know that she was crying until she feels the pads of his thumbs wiping away the salty tears. she sighs, speaking quietly herself.

“thanks…for being my first.” she smiles, watching as joe carefully lays next to her.

“hey, it’s no problem. i’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” he beams softly, kissing her cheek, “or at least i think you did.”

“trust me. i…i had a blast.”

joe laughed, pulling winnie closer to him. it’s odd. neither of them are sure as to what their status is now. are they friends? friends with benefits? lovers even? who knows.

all that matters is the relaxing afterglow of their passionate time together.

the both of you liked to call it your “nightly debriefing”. joe would talk about how practice went and any funny moments, while you shared some gossip and what your day was like at work.

joe started the water, running his hands beneath the rapid stream to check it’s temperature for the both of you. one the temperature was what you both desired, he put in the stopper, letting you add the body soap. you opted for a warm vanilla scent, compared to lavender.

the both of you stepped into the tub once the water finished filling it up, sinking into the warm, soapy water. joe looked at you fondly, shuffling over to you a bit.

“y/n, babe,” he asks, looking at you with a slight pleading look, “could you massage my back, please?”

“of course, joey.” you answered, nodding and beckoning joe to come closer and turn around.

when he does, your delicate hands run over his frame, kneading and working out any knots. a soft grin formed onto your lips as you heard him relax; he was always one of the most hardest working people you’ve ever known, and he deserved to have time to be calm and not feel stressed.

as you continue massaging him, you stop, a faint gasp escaping your lips.

joe had stretch marks. the most beautiful ones you’d ever seen, really. all of the lines on his back and shoulders stood out against his skin, soft and uneven, like ripples in sand after a wave. you figured they were from him working out a lot and bulking up quickly.

“what…?” joe questioned, noticing your gasp and the pause in your movement.

“you…you have stretch marks…” you murmured fondly.

joe chuckled, the sound rumbling his body a bit underneath your hands. “yeah, i do. it’s no biggie,” he shrugs, relaxing as you begin massaging him again, “when you gain muscle really quickly, that kind of thing tends to happen.”

you smiled, nodding as a soft hum came from you. your hands drew gentle circles around the scars as you stared at them lovingly. they’re so beautiful. he’s beautiful. you loved every single inch of joe, and the fact that he had stretch marks made him imperfectly perfect.

“they’re cute,” you cooed softly, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss onto his shoulder where the marks were, “they’re like…tiger stripes,” you giggled as you traced over the marks with your finger softly.

“tiger stripes, huh?” joe laughed, partially due to the ticklish sensation of your finger, and your words, “what, so i’m a tiger now?”

“mhm,” you agreed, continuing to pepper his shoulders and back in kisses. you pulled back for a moment, taking a warm look at his skin and making it your mission to commit it to memory, “you’re big, strong, kind of intimidating, and beautiful.”

joe shook his head at your words, sighing as you continued massaging his body. you always praised joe, both for his skills and physical traits. he found it sweet; he could have the most mundane mole or scar, and you treated it like a piece of art.

he leaned into your touch, his eyes fluttering shut for a small moment in relaxation. with a smile, leans back, putting a decent bit of weight on you, but not too much; he didn’t want to crush you.

you could tell he was feeling a bit touch deprived, but you didn’t mind. it was easy for you to tell that he was having a moment where he just wanted to be held. so, you leaned back against the tub, wrapping your arms around him with a smile.

“y/n?” joe asked, opening his eyes as he felt you rest your head onto his shoulder.

you perk up a little, “mhm?” you ask, looking at him warmly.

“i love you.” he sighed.

with a softened gaze, you run a thumb against his scarred skin with admiration and profound care.

“i love you too, tiger.”

winnie sighs as she walks into her physics class, spotting a seat next to joe and getting her things out. she had been pushed and almost trampled by all the tall students roaming the halls. it was annoying, but thankfully, she made it.

“god, winnie,” joe snickers, looking at winnie’s disheveled and frustrated appearance, “you look like you just woke up.”

“well. i did. but also, people roam the halls with no sense of awareness,” she groans, putting her book on top of her desk, “or urgency.”

joe chuckles, knowing that winnie hates getting to her classes. even when they were in middle school together, winnie struggled with transitioning between classes.

“yeah? well, that’s the life of a student for you.” he nudges her shoulder, getting a small smile from her.

oddly enough, there’s something about winnie. he’s not sure if it's the fact that she styles her hair, or if she does a bit of makeup, or if it’s her fidgeting. maybe it’s the small pout she does when focusing. but she looks…pretty. really pretty.

joe watches as kaori continues getting her things out, deciding to take a brief moment to speak up.

“hey…you got a volleyball game today, right?”

winnie looks at joe, nodding with a smile. “mhm…why?”

joe grins, raising an eyebrow. “i’m gonna come and watch.”

her gaze softens. truth be told, she really did want joe to be there. she would never say that part out loud, of course. that’s straight up embarrassing. but hearing that he’ll be attending the game did make her heart swell with joy.

“really?” she asks, leaning back in her seat, “i’ll hold you to that.”

“trust me. i’ll always be around if it means i’m supporting you.” joe affirms, his eyes gleaming with a specific fondness to them.

for a moment, a brief moment, the both of them were locking eyes. they may have been looking at each other for longer than necessary, but they couldn’t look away. it’s like they were magnetized.

the bell rings, interrupting their moment. despite this, they share a brief smile, their faces both being bright red.

———————

winnie was warming up with the team as more and more people filled the gym. saying she was nervous would be an understatement. nonetheless, she’s aware of what she needs to do. after all, she finally made the team! this was the exact moment that she’s been waiting for.

as she practices hitting and serving the ball, she notices joe walk in with his friends, ja’marr and justin. his hair is styled with a few curls against his forehead, and he is wearing a sweatshirt with some black joggers. though his outfit is simple, winnie finds it…attractive?

no. snap out of it winnie. now is not the time to be ogling your friend.

as she continues warming up, her friend alina noticed her staring.

“winnie,” she asks, “you don’t happen to like joe, do you?”

with a pause, winnie holds the ball, looking at alina in shock; she wasn’t expecting that question from her.

“no. we’re just friends. why?”

alina rolls her eyes, “just friends my ass.”

in an exasperated sigh, winnie serves the ball over the net. “we are! we go way back. we had a falling out, but we rekindled our friendship.”

“and? i just saw the way you looked at him.”

huh. she did? winnie didn’t think she was that obvious. nonetheless she shrugs. “i mean. it’s normal to find your friend good looking.”

“well,” alina pauses, looking at joe for a minute before looking back at winnie, “you do know that you’ll have to deal with emma, right? she’s crazy obsessed with joe.”

she scowls a little at that. that was a very true statement. winnie isn’t dumb; she’s aware of the fact that many women are attracted to joe on campus. and sometimes, he plays into their attraction. it was something she never ever understood, but she just knew that it was something that he did.

as far as emma goes, she stops at nothing when it comes to getting what she wants. she’d beg, borrow, steal, lie…whatever it takes. but winnie doesn’t get why that bothers her so much. her and joe are only friends, so even if emma does want joe, she shouldn’t care…right?

with a small shrug of her shoulders, winnie speaks, “she can have him.”

alina scoffs, knowing that winnie is putting up a front. she doesn’t press on the subject anymore though.

meanwhile, in the stands, joe was…struggling. ja’marr and justin were laughing about something, probably a dumb instagram post or video. but he couldn’t help but focus on winnie as she warms up.

the way her hair is tied back and her stare is so focused. it’s attractive to joe. but even worse (or better), it was something about those shorts she was wearing. they hugged her curves in the best way possible, leaving nothing to his imagination.

in a way, joe felt guilty for being the perv he was being. this is his friend he’s thinking about. but with winnie looking the way she does? he’s a goner.

“joe…? joe!”

snapping from his thoughts, joe looks at justin and ja’marr. “huh…?”

“you good? you were staring hella hard at winnie,” justin chuckles.

“eh. can’t say i blame him.” ja’marr shrugs, causing joe to slap his hand against his chest roughly.

“i was not staring.” joe denies, shaking his head and folding his arms.

justin puts his hands up. “i’m not judging, man. i mean, she does look pretty good from here.”

joe huffs, waving their words off. “okay, guys that’s enough. i was looking for a very brief moment.”

and as if on cue, justin and ja’marr share a glance at each other. without words, they seem to agree that joe isn’t being smooth like he thinks he is.

———————

their hands were all over each other’s bodies, their lips floating across the other’s skin. the feeling of winnie’s nails dragging along joe’s arms made him shiver, his spine tingling from the excitement and pleasure.

“god…joe,” winnie gasps, straddling joe’s lap as the two sit on his bed.

joe chuckles, his hand on her hip slowly drifting down to her panty-clad core and rubbing very small circles. just small enough to suffice, but still be a tease. and the sensation makes her legs jolt slightly, her lips slightly parted as a breathy “oh, fuck” leaves them.

“you have no idea what it does to me, seeing you in your cute little skirts and stuff,” he whispers, watching as winnie begins to grind against his hand slightly, “or…maybe you do have an idea.”

he takes his free hand, cupping her breast gently under her bra. a soft hum of approval at the soft, supple skin, his thumb massaging her nipple. “the way you act so innocent and nonchalant…but you and i both know what you want.”

winnie’s body trembles at joe’s teasing words and touches, her mind cloudy with nothing but thoughts of him. thoughts about his hands and his lips, thoughts of his eyes piercing into her.

“joe…please,” winnie mewls, looking at joe with a dazed, love drunk look.

“please what?” joe, smirks, leaning in towards winnie’s ear, “if you want me to fuck you, then you better say it loud and clear.”

and with that, winnie wastes no time, nodding and looking at joe, “yes…yes, please, joe! i-i want…need you to fuck me so bad,” she begs, her breath hitching with every pinch and touch joe leaves on her sensitive frame.

“alright, princess. but only because you asked so nicely.”

as joe hooks his fingers around winnie’s underwear-

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

joe shoots up from his bed, looking over at his clock on his nightstand and groaning. he slams his hand on it, turning it off and rubbing his hands over his eyes. he looks down and…

holy shit.

whatever that dream was, it did a number on him. he groans, looking at his morning wood in frustration. having a wet dream about your friend and now having to deal with a boner because of it was not on his bucket list.

he looks down and notices that winnie is calling. and so, he picks up the phone.

“hey, winnie…what’s up?” he asks, still drowsy and annoyed from his dream.

“not much, just…wanted to talk to you. i know we have a physics test soon and i was wondering if we could go over some stuff?”

of course, winnie was up early. studying. but she sounds so pretty and charming, like usual. it pisses joe of to no end, but it also…arouses him.

“sure,” joe nods, his hand slowly, oh so slowly moving down his body, “care to tell me what you remember so far?”

“yeah,” winnie answers, and joe can hear her rummaging through some notes, “so, we’re going over thermodynamics…”

joe would occasionally nod and go along as winnie spoke, hooked on every word she’d say. and he knows that this would be a perverted thing to do, but he can’t help it. not when winnie sounds so perfect.

his hand gently wrapped around his cock, and he swipes some of the pre-cum off the tip. he lets out a small groan as winnie continued going over her notes, stroking his length. the reality of what he’s doing causes his cheeks to turn red, but he doesn’t feel like stopping; he’s too entranced by her to stop. and plus he needs to release some tension from that wet dream.

“there are four different thermodynamic processes, and-”

“fuck…” joe moans, perhaps too loudly. because there’s a moment of lingering silence. “um-”

“joe…are you…jerking off?”

shit. he’s been caught. he can’t lie. winnie isn’t that dumb. she may be a virgin, but she’s not stupid.

“um…yeah?”

“oh…” winnie murmurs, though she doesn’t sound disgusted. rather…intrigued? she eventually speaks, “uh…so should i keep speaking, or…?”

“god, yes…keep talking,” joe nods, sounding a bit desperate, not that he cares.

though joe couldn’t see it, winnie’s cheeks were dusted over with a slight pink shade. she’s never had anyone be aroused by her voice, but it feels…nice? and besides, it’s joe.

“okay…so as i was saying, there’s four thermodynamic processes…”

soon enough, winnie could hear joe’s heavy breathing through her phone. the way he mumbled out small hums and curses made the hair on her body stand up. the thought if having such an effect on someone was a different, but good feeling. even if it was just a friend.

with a loud groan, joe finally comes, riding out his orgasm as spurts of cum land on his stomach and wrist. once he finished, he sighs, resting against his pillow.

“so…you good now?” winnie asks, waiting for joe’s response.

“yeah,” he pants out, “i am…thanks for helping out with that, baby.”

baby…? the name caused winnie’s heart to thump, and she didn’t know how to respond, other than a small “you’re welcome.”

joe looks at his phone, his eyes widening. “shit. i’m supposed to meet justin and ja’marr for breakfast,” he says, quickly sitting up and using some tissue to wipe himself off. “i’ll talk with you soon, okay, winwin?”

“okay…bye!” winnie replies, to which joe bids his farewell too, and hangs up.

as for winnie, she sits on her bed with her notes. her face is warm and her legs clenched together.

it seems like she too has her own little problem now.