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Synopsis: Joe notices something new about you and once he notices he can’t shake it.

Warnings: Fem!reader; smut, kissing, cussing, p in v, no wrapping before tapping

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“I’m so excited it smells so good.” You were on the phone with your friend raving about the new perfume you got.

“I need to order one I’ve heard it’s amazing.” You pick up the bottle and lift of the cap spraying mindlessly on your wrists and neck.

“It’s gonna be my new addiction.” You laugh placing the bottle back on your desk.

Calls like this happens often. Sometimes it was your friends sometimes it was family but you needed someone to keep you company while Joe was at the studio or shooting his latest project.

“Okay I have to go Joe’s going to be home soon and I want to start dinner.” You pick up your phone walking into the calm gentle kitchen. Leaning on the counter top.

“Okay, love you I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Love you! Bye” The call ends and you’re left in the silent kitchen. You walk to the pantry and begin to gather stuff for dinner.

You’re on the stove stirring and cooking some final things when you hear the door unlock. An immediate smile spreads across your face. You hear the door shut and his shoes kicked off. You’re about to turn to greet him when you feel arms wrap around your waist.

“Hi” you say through a thick smile still staring at the pot.

“Hi I missed you today.” he says nuzzling his face in your neck.

“You say that everyd-“

“Woah!” He pulls his face from the soft crevice of your neck. You turn around startled with your eyebrows furrowed.

“What?” You inspect his face and see a smirk plastered on him.

He leans in brushing your hair behind your shoulder putting his face back in the crevice of your neck.

“Is that new?” He pulls away smirk still cemented on his face. You shrug innocently.

“Yeah I got it today, why?” You turn around turning off the stove and moving the pot of the heat.

“Because it’s my new favorite.” he whispers in your ear before pulling back to put his coat on the rack in the entryway.

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The night was aching with tension from the moment after Joe got home. He practically begged you to join him in the shower before dinner but you denied insisting dinner would get cold and that he can wait 30 minutes. Durning dinner he kept touching you under the table, a brush of the knee or a teasing kick to your shin that you pretended hurt. After dinner he’s washing the dishes as you lay on the couch the small remote in your hand scrolling through the tv.

“You want to watch another episode of our show tonight?” you call towards the open kitchen.

“Yeah sounds good baby.” You hear the smirk in his voice there’s a subtlety in both your voices that knows you aren’t going to get through 5 minutes of the episode.

Everything seems to move in slow motion. You hear the faucet turn off water tricking down the drain. The sound of his footsteps on the floor come around the corner before he practically belly flops onto you.

“Ow Joe!” You laugh out. “You take every opportunity to hurt me.” You look down at his face in your neck his arms wrap around your waist pulling you in tight. You wrap your own around his torso.

“Gotta keep my girl on her toes.” You laugh and reach for the remote. “Uh uh” He pulls you back down nuzzling his face deep into your neck inhaling more than before.

“Joe..” You chuckle out. “I’m going to have to return this perfume.” He snaps up looking physically attacked.

“What?! Why!?”

“I was planning to wear this everyday.”

“I’m not hearing an issue.” He says tucking a strand behind your ear.

“If you’re going to be on me like this everyday all the time that might be an issue.” You chuckle out.

“Still not hearing a problem…” He leans down pressing his lips against yours. The kiss is gentle and thoughtful. You pull his face down deepening the kiss allowing your tongue to slip past his lips. He hums and pulls back but not leaving more than an inch between you. “I’m the one all over you huh? This perfume might be making you feral baby.” You shake your head with a breathy laugh pulling him back in. He wastes no time slipping a tongue past your lips. Moving one of his hands to cradle the back of your neck as the arm around you waist pulls you into his hips.

“Be-dro-om?” He asks between kisses. You nod without breaking the kiss as he pulls you up and grabs your hand, breaking the kiss. You practically run to the room laughing like teenagers. When you cross the entrance to the room he sweeps you up as you wrap your legs around his hips as his hands support your ass, he moves toward your face re connecting your lips. Just then he does a small jump onto the bed taking you down with him. You both laugh into each others lips. You straddle his hips as his hand move from your ass to the hem of your shirt peeling it off tossing it into the room. You reach for the hem of his shirt lifting it over his head throwing it on the floor. He looks at your eyes then at your braless chest.

“Fuck that sight never gets old you’re gorgeous love.” He delves into your neck nipping and licking at the skin. You know there will be a mark there in the morning. A gasp leaves your lips when he nips right under your ear causing the ache between your legs grow. He kisses his way back to you lips before looking in you eyes as he hold the waist band of your sleep shorts. You nod with a smile for his need to be sure every time. He slips them off leaving you in nothing but your underwear. You move to his pants pulling them down swiftly. You dive back into his lips as you grind into his large hard on making noises slip from both your lips.

“Ugh fuck I need you Joe.” You say looking between your bodies at your slick soaked underwear and his aching erection.

“Me too baby me too.” He taps your ass signaling you to lift your hips so he can remove his boxes and your underwear. You both gasp at the sight of each other.

You both watch as he reaches between you lining himself up. He looks up at you and you nod eagerly. You move your hips down on him moving slowly taking inch by inch. You feel him bottom out and you both shudder. You begin to rock slowly up and down his throbbing dick.

“Fuck.” He moans out. Slick sounds mix with gasps as you speed up your motion feeling the tip of him hit that sweet spongey spot every time. The coil in your stomach tightens.

“Ugh fuck i’m close Joe i’m so close.” You whine out.

“Me too fu-“ He feels you clench harder around him. He takes that as his sign to flip you over getting on top. You gasp at the sudden motion.

He speeds his thrusts faster and faster with every clench he feels around him. The coil snaps and all you see is white you cry out holding his shoulders as you feel his thrusts stutter. He moans in your ear as you both ride out your highs. He slows his thrusts to a stop. He pulls out and collapses on top of you nuzzling his head into your neck taking a strong, deep inhale.

“God you might have to return this, I’m about to start getting hard again.”

You laugh and push his sweat soaked hair back from his face looking into his eyes.

“It’s dangerous how much I love you Joseph Keery.”

He sits up smiling as his eyes scan your face taking in every detail.

“It’s amazing how much I love you.”

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Hope you enjoyed!!!

This was so so fun to write so thank you to anon for the request!!

him and reader have been together for a while now and she always talks a big game to him, yk she’s super confident about how she describes herself in bed but when they actually end up in bed, joe proves her wrong 😚

please and thank u ! xx

where's that attitude of yours?

pairing: joe keery x fem!reader summary: prompt :3 warnings: SMUT, +18, brat x brat tamer, reader has bitchy attitude, pinv, porn without plot, unprotected sex, dom!joe, edgining, fingering, teasing, joe is big, bulge kink, doggy author's note: soooo tysm for this req i had a lot of fun writing it heheh, as i always say pls send more bc i ran out of ideas very quickly lmao

"Nose bumps & midnight pleasures"

⋆⭒˚.⋆ Joe Keery x reader ⋆⭒˚.⋆

english is not my language please be kind and sorry if i wrote wrong :) requests are open if you want!

summary: Lazy kisses in bed with Joe lead to nose bumps that distract and arouse you...

warnings: : Explicit smut, oral sex (f receiving), dirty talk. 18+

You lie in the soft tangle of sheets, the room dimly lit by the warm glow of a single bedside lamp. The city hums faintly outside the window, but inside, it's just the two of you, Joe 

and you. 

His long limbs are stretched out beside yours on the king sized bed, his body heat radiating through the thin fabric of his t-shirt and your oversized sleep shirt. You've been dating for months now, but nights like this still feel electric, like the first time every time. His dark hair is tousled from running his hands through it earlier during dinner, and those expressive brown eyes lock onto yours with that signature half smile that always makes your stomach flip.

Joe shifts closer, one arm sliding under your shoulders to pull you in.

 "Come here," he murmurs, his voice low and rough around the edges, the way it gets when he's relaxed and wanting.

 You turn toward him, your legs brushing against his under the covers, the mattress dips slightly as he leans in, and then his lips are on yours, soft at first, a gentle press that deepens quickly. His mouth is warm, tasting faintly of the mint toothpaste you both used after brushing your teeth together. You sigh into the kiss, your hand coming up to rest on his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath your palm.

But almost immediately, you're caught off guard; Joe's nose, prominent, perfectly imperfect, the one fans obsess over in every close up shot, bumps gently against yours. 

It's not a hard clash, just a subtle nudge as he tilts his head for a better angle. You pull back a fraction, eyes fluttering open in surprise, a small laugh bubbling up in your throat. "Sorry," he whispers against your lips, grinning that boyish grin that crinkles the corners of his eyes. But you shake your head, pulling him back in. 

You love it.

 The way his nose brushes yours again and again as the kiss intensifies, like an accidental caress that sends little sparks down your spine. It's so him, endearingly awkward in the best way, a reminder that this isn't some polished movie scene. 

This is real, messy, intimate.

You deepen the kiss, your fingers threading into his hair, tugging lightly. Joe's tongue traces the seam of your lips, and you open for him, melting as he explores your mouth with slow, deliberate strokes.

 Another bump of his nose, this time against your cheek as he angles deeper, and you can't help the soft moan that escapes you. He notices, of course he does, Joe always notices the little things. He chuckles softly, the sound vibrating through your joined mouths.

 "What?" he mumbles, breaking just enough to speak.

"Your nose," you admit breathlessly, your cheeks warming. "It keeps... bumping me. I love it."

His eyebrows lift in that playful, surprised way he has, like you've just handed him the best compliment in the world.

 "Yeah?" He nuzzles closer deliberately this time, letting the tip of his nose drag along the bridge of yours before capturing your lips again.

 The contact is firmer now, intentional, and it makes your pulse race. You press into him, bodies aligning side by side under the sheets, legs tangling, his hand slides down your side, fingers skimming over the curve of your hip, pulling you flush against him. You can feel him hardening against your thigh, the evidence of his arousal making heat pool low in your belly.

The kissing goes on like that for what feels like hours, lazy and heated all at once. Every tilt of his head brings another brush of his nose, sometimes grazing your upper lip, sometimes nudging your cheek. It's distracting in the most delicious way, pulling your focus from the slick slide of tongues to the unique texture of him. You love how it feels slightly cool at first compared to his warm mouth, then warms with shared breath. You love the way it makes the kiss imperfect, human, yours. 

Joe seems to revel in it too, now that he knows. He experiments, rubbing his nose against yours between kisses, laughing softly when you shiver.

Eventually, his hand slips under the hem of your shirt, palm flat against your stomach, inching upward. Your breath hitches as his fingers find your breast, thumb circling your nipple until it pebbles under his touch.

 "God, you're so responsive," he whispers, voice husky, he kisses you harder, nose bumping insistently now, and you arch into him, craving more contact.

 The sheets rustle as you shift, rolling halfway onto your back. Joe follows, propping himself on one elbow, his body half covering yours without crushing you. His free hand continues its exploration, mapping the familiar curves of your body like he's memorizing them anew.

You tug at his t-shirt, impatient now

. "Off," you murmur between kisses, he obliges, sitting up briefly to yank it over his head, revealing the lean, toned torso you've traced with your fingers a hundred times.

 The sight of him makes your mouth water.

 He returns to you immediately, lips crashing back onto yours. Nose bump, heart skip. You smile into the kiss, and he feels it, smiling back.

His mouth trails lower after a while, leaving a path of wet kisses along your jaw, down your neck. You tilt your head, giving him access, and he sucks lightly at the sensitive spot just below your ear, earning a gasp. His nose nuzzles there too, the combination of soft lips and firm nose tip driving you wild. Down further, he pushes your shirt up and off, tossing it aside. Cool air hits your skin, but his warmth chases it away as he lavishes attention on your breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth, tongue swirling, while his nose presses into the soft flesh of the other.

 The dual sensation, wet heat and that perfect pressure, has you threading your fingers through his hair again, holding him close.

"Joe..."

 His name falls from your lips like a prayer and he hums in response, the vibration shooting straight to your core.

 You're already wet, aching for him, but he's taking his time, building it slow. His hands roam, one slipping between your thighs to tease at the edge of your panties. You buck against his fingers, seeking friction, but he pulls back with a teasing grin, nose brushing your sternum as he looks up at you.

"Not yet," he says, voice low. "I want to taste you first."

Your heart pounds as he kisses his way down your body, over your ribs, your stomach, lingering at your hips. He hooks his fingers into your panties and slides them down your legs, discarding them. You're bare to him now, and he settles between your thighs, broad shoulders spreading you open. 

The anticipation coils tight in your belly.

 You've always loved this with Joe, the way he devours you like you're his favorite meal but tonight, your mind keeps drifting back to that nose of his. 

The way it bumped during kisses. What it might feel like here…

Joe starts slow, pressing open mouthed kisses to your inner thighs, his breath hot against your skin. His hands hold your hips steady, thumbs stroking soothing circles. Then, finally, his mouth is on you.

 A long, flat lick from your entrance up to your clit has you moaning loudly, back arching off the bed. He groans at your taste, the sound muffled against you.

 "Fuck, you taste so good," he murmurs, the words sending vibrations through your folds.

And there it is, his nose.

 As he buries his face deeper, working his tongue in slow circles around your clit, the bridge of his nose presses firmly against your mound, nudging with every movement.

 It's perfect. 

The slight pressure, the way it shifts as he eats you out, rubbing just right against your sensitive skin. You love the kisses, but this…this is something else entirely. 

The nose that distracted you so sweetly during that makeout session is now an instrument of pure pleasure, grinding subtly against you as his tongue delves inside you, lapping at your wetness.

"Oh god, Joe…your nose," you gasp, unable to hold back the words. 

Your hands fist the sheets, then move to his hair, guiding him without forcing, he looks up at you, eyes dark with lust, lips glistening. That nose, slightly shiny now with your arousal, bumps against your clit as he pulls back to breathe, and the friction makes stars burst behind your eyelids.

"You like that?" he asks, voice thick, he does it again deliberately, rubbing the tip of his nose up and down your slit before flicking his tongue over your clit. "Tell me."

"I love it," you whimper, hips rolling against his face. "The way it feels...fuck, it's so good down here."

Joe's response is a deep, satisfied hum, then he dives back in with renewed vigor, nose pressing harder, sliding through your folds as his tongue fucks into you in rhythmic thrusts. The combination is overwhelming, It's like he's everywhere at once, consuming you. 

You can feel the build up already, that tight coil winding faster than usual because of this new focus. His hands slide under your ass, lifting you slightly for better access, and he buries himself deeper, nose nudging insistently, rubbing side to side in a way that has you crying out.

The room fills with the sounds of it; your ragged breaths, his muffled groans of enjoyment, the obscene wet noises of his mouth on you. Sweat beads on your skin as you writhe beneath him. He switches techniques, sucking your clit between his lips while his nose continues that perfect pressure lower down, then flattening his tongue and letting his nose take the lead on your most sensitive spot. Every bump, every glide of that feature against your pussy sends jolts of pleasure straight to your core.

"Joe, I'm…I'm close," you pant, thighs trembling around his head. 

He doesn't let up, doubling down, his nose presses firmly against your clit now, rubbing in tight circles while his tongue laps at your entrance, pushing you right to the edge. You come hard, hips bucking wildly against his face, a sharp cry tearing from your throat as waves of ecstasy crash over you and he rides it out with you, nose and mouth working you through every pulse, drawing it out until you're shaking and oversensitive.

But Joe doesn't stop, he gentles his touch, licking you softly through the aftershocks, his nose still nuzzling gently, almost affectionately now. 

"That's my girl," he whispers against your thigh, pressing a kiss there.

 His face is flushed, lips swollen, nose glistening. The sight of him like that makes fresh heat stir in you.

You tug him up, needing to kiss him, to taste yourself on his lips, he crawls up your body, and when your mouths meet, his nose bumps yours again. You laugh breathlessly into the kiss, still riding the high.

 "I love your nose so much," you confess between pecks. "In every way."

Joe grins, settling his weight on you carefully, his erection pressing hot and heavy against your stomach. 

"Good because I love using it on you."

 He kisses you deeply, letting you taste the evidence of your orgasm, his hands roam again, reigniting the fire. You reach between you, wrapping your fingers around his cock, stroking him slowly. He's rock hard, leaking at the tip, and he groans into your mouth at your touch.

The night stretches on… and by the time exhaustion claims you both, the sheets are twisted and damp, the room smelling of sex and sweat.

 You're curled against his chest, his arm around you, fingers tracing lazy patterns on your back, his nose nuzzles the top of your head, and you smile sleepily.

 "Best distraction ever," you murmur.

Joe chuckles, the sound rumbling under your ear. 

"Anytime."

 He kisses your forehead, nose brushing your skin one last time. Sleep comes easy, wrapped in him, dreaming of more nights just like this.

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"Filthy dance"

⋆⭒˚.⋆ Joe Keery x reader ⋆⭒˚.⋆

english is not my language please be kind and sorry if i wrote wrong :) requests are open if you want!

summary: When dance class runs late, Joe watches you perform a sensual dance and gets painfully turned on.

warnings: 18+, smut, public sex, creampie

The studio was quiet except for the low, sultry beat pulsing through the speakers. Your advanced contemporary class had been delayed almost an hour and a half, and by the time you finally started, the other dancers had already left for the night. Only you remained, barefoot on the cool wooden floor in your tiny practice skirt and a cropped tank that clung to your skin the moment you began to sweat.

Joe lounged in a chair against the mirrored wall, legs spread wide, one arm draped over the backrest, he was supposed to take you out for a late dinner and drinks, but when you apologized for the delay, he’d simply shaken his head with that lazy, dangerous smirk.

“Nah, baby. I’ll watch, been wanting to see you dance like this for a while.”

Now his dark eyes followed your every move like a predator.

The choreography was pure feminine sensuality, slow, deliberate, dripping with tension. You started standing, rolling your hips in deep figure-eights as the music throbbed, your hands trailed down your own body, skimming over your breasts, waist, and thighs before you dropped smoothly to your knees.

Joe’s jaw flexed.

You melted forward into the floor, chest brushing the wood as you arched your back deeply, ass lifting high while your forehead touched down, the thin skirt rode up, exposing the curve of your cheeks and the lace edges of your panties. You could feel the cool air against your heated skin.

“Jesus Christ…” he muttered, low enough that you almost missed it, but you didn’t miss the way he adjusted himself in his jeans, palming the growing bulge blatantly now that it was just the two of you.

You rolled onto your back, legs extending into a slow, wide straddle. From there you lifted your hips high in a bridge, thighs trembling with control as your back curved like a bow, your tank top slipped higher, revealing the underside of your breasts. You held the position, breathing heavy, before collapsing and immediately transitioning into a sensual body roll, ribs, waist, hips, then thighs, undulating like liquid sex across the floor.

Joe’s breathing had changed, it was deeper and rougher.

You pushed up onto your hands and knees, back dipping into a deep arch as you crawled forward slowly, then twisted into a side roll that left you on your back again with one leg hooked high in the air, your core flexed visibly as you controlled the descent, letting your thigh brush past your cheek before you opened into another deep stretch. Sweat glistened on your collarbones, between your breasts, and down your stomach.

Every time you glanced at the mirror, you saw him, hard as fuck, the thick outline of his cock strained painfully against his jeans, the head visibly outlined. His knuckles were white where he gripped the edge of the chair.

You decided to tease him, the next sequence was pure floor work, so you slid into a split, then folded forward until your chest pressed flat against the floor, ass up and skirt completely bunched around your waist, you stayed there for a long beat, rolling your hips in slow, filthy circles like you were riding him in reverse, then you pushed back up, arching dramatically so your breasts strained against the damp fabric of your top, nipples hard and obvious.

“Fuck, look at you,” Joe growled, voice thick with lust, he stood up now, towering and tense. “You’re doing this shit on purpose.”

You didn’t answer with words, instead you dropped again, rolling onto your stomach and pushing into a low cobra pose, hips grinding down against the floor before you lifted one leg high behind you, toes pointed, back deeply arched, your hair spilled messily across your shoulders and the floor.

Joe walked closer, stopping just at the edge of the dance space, you could see the wet spot forming on his jeans where he was leaking for you.

The music slowed into something even more obscene, deep bass and breathy female moans layered in, you rose fluidly only to sink back down, thighs spreading wide as you settled into a deep straddle on the floor. From there you did a slow body wave, chest rolling forward, then stomach, then hips, ending with your head thrown back, lips parted, neck exposed and glistening with sweat.

You heard his belt buckle clink “Keep dancing, baby,” he said, voice dangerously low. “Or stop right now and come ride my face. Your choice.”

Heat flooded between your legs, you were soaked, the thin fabric of your panties clinging obscenely. You chose to keep going, just a little longer. 

You rolled onto your side, one knee drawn up, then extended your leg in a slow, teasing line that showed off the full length of your thigh and the curve of your ass, then you pushed up into a kneeling position, back arching as you ran both hands up your body, cupping your breasts and squeezing while you rolled your hips in filthy little circles.

That broke him, Joe crossed the floor in two strides, dropping to his knees behind you, his big hands gripped your waist, yanking your back flush against his chest, you could feel his massive erection pressing hot and heavy against your ass through his jeans.

“Such a fucking tease,” he rasped against your ear, teeth grazing your neck. One hand slid up to squeeze your breast roughly while the other dipped between your thighs, cupping your soaked pussy. “You feel that? Dancing like a little slut for me… got me so hard I’m leaking everywhere.”

You moaned, grinding back against his cock, Joe pushed you forward onto your hands and knees again, the same position you’d been in during the choreography, he shoved your skirt up to your waist and ripped your panties down your thighs in one rough motion.

“Stay just like that,” he ordered, voice gravelly. “Exactly how you were dancing. Ass up, back arched… yeah, fuck, just like that.”

You heard his zipper, then the thick, heavy sound of his cock slapping against his palm, he rubbed the fat head along your dripping folds, coating himself in your slick.

“You’re gonna keep dancing on my cock now,” he growled, and thrust in deep with one powerful stroke, stretching you wide open.

You cried out, fingers scrabbling against the wooden floor as he bottomed out, balls deep inside your tight, fluttering heat. Joe groaned long and filthy, gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. “So fucking wet… all that floor work got you this sloppy for me?”

He started fucking you hard, deep, punishing strokes that made your breasts bounce and your moans echo through the empty studio, every thrust pushed you forward on the floor, forcing you to brace yourself exactly like you had during the choreography.

“Keep arching that back, baby,” he panted, one hand fisting your hair. “Just like when you were rolling around down here. Show me how you dance on this dick.”

You obeyed, deepening the arch, pushing your ass back to meet every brutal thrust, the wet, obscene sound of skin slapping skin filled the studio, mixing with your desperate moans and his low, filthy praises.

“Gonna fuck you until you can’t walk, then take you home and do it again while you show me the rest of that routine… on my bed.”he reached around and rubbed tight, messy circles over your swollen clit, never slowing his pace. “Come for me, dancer. Come all over the floor you just performed on.”

Your orgasm hit you like a wave, thighs shaking, pussy clenching hard around his thick cock as you moaned his name loud enough for it to echo off the mirrors.

He followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and spilling deep inside you with a guttural groan, hips jerking as he filled you up. For a moment the only sounds were your ragged breathing and the distant hum of the city outside.

Joe leaned down, pressing a surprisingly soft kiss between your shoulder blades, still buried inside you.

“Next time class runs late…” he murmured, voice husky, “we’re doing this again. But I’m filming it.”

He gave your ass a possessive squeeze “Now finish your cooldown stretches, baby. I want to watch you move while my cum drips down your thighs.”

Chocolate

joe keery x female!reader

summary — you just wrapped your world tour and at the party you and your boyfriend want some snacks but accidentally eat the one that your best friend bought as a joke for you and you have to cool your desires now upstairs.

warnings — turned on as hell, breast play, public sex? Doggy pose, riding, praising, honestly dont know, english is not my first language, not proof read

author’s note — this was pretty fun to write i love this

ask me anything & leave requests !

Wrapping up a huge world tour that had the world hooked had to be celebrated in the best way possible.

So you found yourself renting a huge house in Los Angeles and invited every single person who worked with you on the tour, had all your friends, in or out of the industry and of course you had your boyfriend, Joe Keery, by your side all night.

You two had been pretty separated due to you being away touring and him not always being able to come with you due to his own work schedule.

So you had your best friend — who helped you hold this party — thinking about a funny gift after she was listening to your complaining about missing Joe the whole time, since she was your manager and she flew with you around the world.

She ordered you some special chocolate, but not drugs, hell no. Something more addicting, something that makes you even more addicted to your hot boyfriend. Sex chocolate.

She planned to give it to you after the party, as a goodbye gift, handing it to you with a smirk and wink before heading out knowing what you are gonna be up to. However she had her chocolate on top of his bag, and when she sent one of your friends to get the snacks that were next to her bag, she grabbed it as she thought it just spilled out like the popcorns were when she knocked them down by accident.

Your best friend was not paying attention as she gave the job to others to get the snacks out on the table. And that’s exactly how your turn on chocolate got on the side of snacks.

It was pretty hidden however when you and Joe welcomed everyone, you wanted to check the snacks out before your little speech.

“I kinda want some chocolate” You said as you two walked up to the snack bar. He chuckled knowing how much you loved chocolate and started looking around to find you some.

He found some, on his side next to him, little covered with other snacks falling out of their bowls.

“Here you go darling.” He handed you a piece of it while also getting himself one.

“I have never seen this one before.” You looked at it, back and forth like some expert.

“Probably some rich stuff. Not the ones you send me to get you at 2 am because you can’t stop craving it.” He said as he put the piece on his mouth with a smile.

You just hit his shoulders playfully before also biting into the chocolate.

What a mistake. You two did in fact eat twice the portion it was said to have.

It took a few minutes and small chats for you to start to feel some kind of desire in you every time you looked over and saw Joe staring at you with a smile. You two had made insane amount of eye contact.

And that’s when also your manager who was one of your closest friend in the same time dragged your arm to the little microphone — which was actually a karaoke one — for you to say a little thank you speech.

You felt yourself hot all over, your mind going blank and only looking for joe in the crowd as now when you found his gaze, he was leaning against the wall, with his pockets in his jeans and him just watching you with a little smirk on his lips.

“So hello everyone-“ you greeted trying to stop yourself glued to his face.

“Well I did not prepare in any way, just wanted to celebrate this journey of mine with the people I love and thankful for…” You were looking in the crowd, your eyes always lingering back to Joe.

You felt your cheeks flushing a little bit, pressing your thighs a little more together between your short dress, feeling the way the end of it is pressing a little into your flesh.

Suddenly you start feeling every single damn thing. The way the air fills up your lungs, your hair sitting on your shoulders and back, your dress curving your figure, all the eyes you have on you, the heat between your legs and how your eyes linger on joe too much thinking about his bare chest.

You have to get out of here.

So you gotta finish this speech up as fast as possible.

“Without you all I wouldn’t be here where I am. Even though it’s been one of the most exhausting experiences of my life, it was also one of the most crucial one. So thank you, and let’s celebrate a successful, record breaking tour tonight!” you raised a glass from the table next to you. You had no idea who left it there it was not yours but you had to pour it down your throat to try to cool down.

After all the applause, you quickly found Joe next to you as he slowly pulled you by your arm away. No comment from him just pure action.

When you two were not in the middle of the room anymore and everyone started chatting and having fun he leaned towards you, whispering in your ear “I need you.”

He stepped closer to you, your two bodies almost touching but still not. However he pressed his hips a little further to your thigh as you felt the pressure of his bulge on your bare skin.

You looked up in his eyes — which was already looking at your face — and when you two locked intense eye contact, all could be seen was pure hunger, need and horniness.

Not long after, sneaking out to go to a private bedroom. As soon as the door was closes you pinned Joe on the door, sliding your hand to the back of his neck.

One of his hand resting on the back of your hips, pulling you even closer if it is possible. The other one slightly grabbing your hair, to tilt your head so he has better access to your lips, sliding his tongue in it.

When your tongues connect you both moan, as it sends a wave through your body.

Heavy make out started, all lips, teeth and tongue, devouring one the other. His hands on your lips moving up and down, your other hand grabbing his biceps, slightly smushing them.

He started guiding you, pushing you backwards to the bed. When the back of your knees felt the bed’s end hit you, you slowly put your hands on the bed and climbed backwards as Joe leaned with you, getting on too of your body.

He attacked your neck, pushing his face in it, making you tilt your head back. Him sucking behind your ear, slowly kissing down your neck, going to your collarbone. He suddenly licked over it, making your leave a moan at the sudden feeling.

He looked up on your face for a moment and a satisfied smile grew on his face before going back to focus on your skin.

He went further down, your exposed chest, perfectly kissing down a straight line, until the dress stops him. You have your hand in his hair, grabbing and pulling it every time he kissed a sensitive spot.

Your hands went down to the collar of his shirt, trying to give him a sign to take it off. But he was so focused on kissing all over you that you had to tell him.

“Take it off.” You said, and his lips left your skin to look at you and slowly pull off his shirt with your help. It got tossed to the floor quickly as your hands found his chest.

His chest that was covered in hair, going down to his stomach and to his pants. You shifter your body down a little bit as you leaned forward and licked over his chest and chest hair while looking into his eyes.

“Fuuck, you are gonna be the death of me baby.” He said, his eyes shutting a bit from the heat you are giving him.

You were soaking wet, like he could go straight in and it would be easy for him to slide in, and that’s what you wanted, to feel him as deep as possible.

He grabbed you, sat you up and unzipped the zipper on your dress, pulling it down as soon as possible. You did not have a bra underneath so as soon as the fabric left your breast he attacked them.

Sucking on it, rubbing his face between them and licking all over the curve of it, going slowly to your nipple.

You were moaning from his lips on your breast. But you needed him now.

“Joe, please, s-stop teasing.” You said grabbing his head and pulling him up to your face.

“Okey-okey, I need you too babe, so much it literally hurts.” He said as he started getting his pants and boxers down, while you grabbed your underwear and pulled if off, leaving both of you naked and full of heat.

“Babe, can I take you from behind?” He asked, he is more a missionary guy, but sometimes he loved to see the way your head was pressed against pillow, your cheeks pushed up, your ass on display, fucking your literally in the mattress, and the pillow sometimes getting caught between your lips and you are moaning his name. Also this was one of the best ways to feel you the deepest.

You nodded and already turned around for him, putting yourself on all fours. He just watched as your body moved while licking his lips. He didn’t even need to stroke himself, he was so gone he was sure he wouldn’t last if he did, and your pussy was dripping literally down your thighs, prepared for him, your walls clenching around nothing.

He slowly guided himself to your entrance, one hand holding your hips to help you get closer while the other grabbing your ass.

He rubbed his tip against you, not quite going in yet as you whimpered, wanting him to just stop teasing and fuck you hard into the pillow.

You started rocking your hips backwards and he got the message and slammed into you. Both of you escaping a moan from your lips as loud that you were sure at least one person from the party heard you.

He didn’t hesitate as he went almost fully out, before slamming back into you, hitting your g spot, making you moan and your arms giving up, finally your head hitting the pillow as you arched your back more for him, giving even more access for him and taking him deeper.

He started thrusting in you, his hand squeezing your ass, the other guiding your hips more to him.

You two were a moaning and whimpering mess, you started sweating against the pillow, your getting getting stuck to your face.

Joe could feel the way you started sucking him in, like he belonged there, and his dick twitching in you already.

But he wanted more closeness from you now, so he grabbed your waist, still not leaving your cunt and pulled you up, sitting himself back and pulling you into his lap, on his dick.

You had your back to him, but you felt his chest hair rubbing against your back as he trusted in you, your hips moving to go up and down on him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, one of his hands guiding you by your hips while the other one went up to your lips, putting 3 fingers in your mouth.

“Come on baby, ride me, use me - Fuuuck - I’m all yours, just yours.” He said next to your ear as you started going harder and faster up and down on him.

You had your hand in his hair, as his lips found your neck again. You were literally bouncing on him now.

“Yes take it, take my cock, I love you so much gosh, so proud of you, so fucking proud-“ He murmured against your neck as his words made you feel the waved building up.

“I can feel your close, clenching around me, sucking me in like the star you are, come on baby, you deserve it, cum around my cock.”

His last words made you clash, those waves escaping you with moaning his name.

“Joe-Joe ugh, babe!” You screamed into the air, if somebody didn’t hear you already, now they did.

As soon as Joe felt you fall apart by him, he came in you, feeling your heat and wetness with you screaming his name while creaming for him. He was moaning “Babe” at least 3 times.

Neither of you stopped, making sure both of your orgasms were fully out till the last drop.

When you both slowed down, you two leaned towards the bed and crashes on it, Joe on top pf you as you tried to catch your breath. He was brushing your hair out of your face.

It took a few seconds till you two managed your breaths.

“Wanna go a round two?” He whispered in your ear as you already felt the heat coming back.